Near the runway of the airport, dozens of Type 96 triple anti-aircraft guns have taken off their gun jackets. Each gun is filled with nervous gunners. The black muzzle is pointing diagonally at the sky. Everyone looks like this.
The appearance of facing a powerful enemy.
There was nothing we could do, so the gunners couldn't help but become nervous.
Since the beginning of the war, Taiyuan Airport has been visited five or six times by aircraft from the Liantai Flying Corps. This is still a large-scale bombing. There are countless small-scale attacks with only two or three aircraft or even a single aircraft.
Each attack caused the Japanese army to pay a lot of losses, especially the loss of personnel, which gave Mukayama and Saburo a headache.
But the Japanese troops at Taiyuan Airport were all gnashing their teeth at the planes of the Liantai Militia. The most abominable thing was that the Japanese thought that since you can come, I can go too. They sent bombers several times to try to make a sneak attack, but they were killed every time.
The Liantai militia's radar discovered in advance that the so-called sneak attack became a joke, and in the end they had no choice but to give up.
The first one to arrive at the airport was a Type 97 dive bomber. Half of its left wing was missing, and there were more than a dozen bullet holes in the rear half of the fuselage. Even the ground crew were surprised that it could still fly.
return.
Everyone focused their attention on it, and saw the Type 97 dive bomber staggering towards the ground runway. After reluctantly lowering the landing gear and flaps, the wheels finally touched the ground.
After sliding for several hundred meters, it finally stopped.
Amidst a whimpering sound, an ambulance rushed to the side of the plane, took out a pilot with a bloody face from the cabin, stuffed him into the ambulance, and drove away with a whimpering sound.
After half an hour of busy work, all the planes finally landed safely.
Xiangshan and Saburo breathed a long sigh of relief and asked the staff officer on the side: "Have the statistics been calculated?"
"Your Excellency, the statistics have been calculated." The staff officer bowed first, and then said: "We lost 9 Zero fighters and 8 Ninety-seven Land Attackers in this operation, but it is worth noting that there are still two
The 97th Land Attack was seriously damaged and there is no need for repairs."
"That means we still lost 19 fighter planes in this operation?"
"Yes!"
Seeing Xiangshan and Saburo not talking for a long time, the staff comforted him: "Don't be sad, Colonel. According to the pilot's report, we have gained something this time. Our fleet destroyed three Chinese tanks and more than 20 trucks.
A large amount of supplies were destroyed.
Not only that, the fleet also severely damaged a marching Chinese army. I believe the Chinese people are feeling distressed now, right?"
Xiangshan and Saburo snorted: "Where are the planes? How many Chinese fighter planes did they destroy this time?"
"This..." the staff hesitated for a moment before whispering: "One of their P47 fighter jets was destroyed, but their pilot was rescued after parachuting."
"Is this what you mean by the Chinese people feeling distressed?"
Xiangshan and Saburo looked at the staff with sharp eyes, "When did the dignified imperial soldiers learn to comfort themselves? You have also seen the situation of our team. In this short period of time, Commander Gangcun has transferred more than 200 fighter planes from North China for support.
Shanxi.
But more than half of them were lost in less than ten days. If we keep fighting like this, it won’t take more than a week before we will lose all the fighter planes in our hands!"
The staff officer who flattered the horse's leg immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to say anything anymore. It's a pity that just because he doesn't look for trouble doesn't mean that trouble won't come to him.
"Report!"
A major came hurriedly, gave a surprised salute to Yamawa Saburo and said loudly: "The commander of the Ninth Mixed Brigade, Major General Tomomi Kuta (I wrote it as the Eighty-sixth Mixed Brigade in the first two chapters, I'm really sorry) called.
The Ninth Mixed Brigade is currently launching an attack on Ping'an County, but the Chinese resistance is extremely fierce. We are specifically ordered to immediately dispatch a fleet of no less than thirty aircraft and rush to Ping'an County to support them!"
"Nani? Send fighter planes to support them, and you need no less than 30 planes?" Xiangshan and Saburo were almost angry, "Who does Major General Tomomi think we are? He equates us to those eight-cent cheap red deer.
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When the Japanese Army sent recruitment letters to citizens, the stamp price affixed on the envelope was eight cents. Therefore, Army soldiers were ridiculed by the navy and pilots who claimed to be the proud sons of heaven as red deer worth only eight cents.
The staff officer advised: "But since the commander of the Tomomi Brigade has sent us a telegram, it's not a good idea if we don't make any statement, right?"
After hearing this, Mukayama and Saburo also hesitated. An active brigade commander's face is not easy to beat. If things get serious and the other party files a complaint to the headquarters, he, the captain of the brigade, may not be able to resist.
Just when he was hesitating, a staff officer walked over quickly, gave him a surprised salute and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Colonel, there is an urgent call from the headquarters... A large number of Eighth Route Army troops suddenly appeared near Qin County, Shanxi Province, heading towards Shanxi Province.
As we march forward, Gangcun Headquarters orders us to immediately dispatch a fleet of aircraft to bomb this Eighth Route Army!"
"How is this possible?" Xiangshan and Saburo were shocked. "It stands to reason that our reconnaissance planes conduct patrols and reconnaissance every day. How could a large number of Eighth Route Army troops suddenly appear..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped. Only then did he remember that in these short days, because he had to concentrate all his efforts on competing with the Liantai militia for air supremacy, he had also stopped the routine reconnaissance aircraft of the 21st Flying Team. Now it was being attacked by someone.
Having touched the hinterland of Shanxi, it seems that he, the person in charge of Shanxi Army Airlines, has an unshirkable responsibility.
After calming down, Xiangshan and Saburo hurriedly said: "Immediately order all reconnaissance planes to dispatch immediately and conduct aerial reconnaissance in Shanxi for three consecutive days. You must always keep an eye on the movements of the Eighth Route Army."
The staff officer agreed, and then asked: "Your Excellency, Colonel, what should I do about the request for help telegram from the leader of the Tamami Brigade?"
After pondering for a while, Xiangshan and Saburo waved their hands angrily: "Well, you send a report to the ninth mixed brigade, saying that we can only deploy sixteen aircraft to reinforce him now, are there more?"
"Hi!"
"Woo...Woo..."
Just as the staff officer was about to leave, a shrill and piercing air defense siren sounded at the airport. Xiangshan and Saburo were stunned for a moment, and then a surge of anger surged into their hearts. Those Chinese planes were coming again.
"Quick...quick...the enemy plane is approaching the sky...the enemy plane is approaching the sky!"
The pilots who had just returned home but were either near the tarmac or in the lounge roared and rushed towards their planes. In just a few minutes, fighter planes took off one after another, following the guidance of the tower.