Facing everyone's eager gazes, Su Hongming only responded with a helpless smile and successfully won the street fight. Even the Americans in the 21st century would not dare to say such things.
After pondering for a moment, he shook his head helplessly: "Brothers, you really think highly of me. If Okamura Neji is determined to engage in street fighting with us, all we can do is to confront him head-on.
But before that, what we should do most now is to eliminate the effective forces of the Japanese army as much as possible to prevent the Japanese army from withdrawing more troops to Taiyuan City when the situation is bad."
No one present was a human being. They understood it immediately as soon as Gao Hongming's words came out of his mouth.
Yang Aiyuan nodded: "I understand what you mean. I will immediately issue an order to the temporary 47th and 48th divisions, asking them to immediately increase their attacks on the south gate and west gate, leaving only the north gate unattacked."
"Then I'll trouble you, Chief Yang, but please tell the brothers of the Jinsui Army that you can beat them down, but you have to do it according to your ability. When you encounter hard-to-gnaw bones, you must contact the air force in the sky in time. After all, we spent a lot of time
We spend a lot of money to support them just to play a role at critical moments."
Yang Aiyuan laughed loudly, "Brother Gao, I don't need to tell you that I know this. Anyway, I won't let Brother Gao's artillery have nothing to do."
"That's right." Sun Chu also smiled and said: "I heard that the artillery caliber of the Liantai Militia has never been less than 100 millimeters. Unfortunately, most of our Jinsui Army's equipment is still 75-caliber field artillery and mountain artillery.
It’s really a waste to compare goods, and it’s really hard to compare people to each other!”
"You guys!"
Seeing two guys who were over a hundred years old together actually singing in harmony, Gao Hongming couldn't help but laugh and cry.
After hearing what they said, most people might simply think that the two of them were just complaining, but Gao Hongming understood that these two old guys were hinting that they were partial.
"Chief Yang, Brother Sun, after all, each of the five divisions of your Jinsui Army is equipped with an artillery battalion, but the two divisions of the Eighth Route Army don't even have a serious artillery, so you can't bear to take it from the hands of beggars.
Grab something to eat?”
Since everything was said about this, Gao Hongming didn't mind making it clear.
"And I have assigned the Third Bomb Group to you. With the accompanying fighter jets, hundreds of planes are not enough for you to build, right?"
"this……"
Yang Aiyuan blushed and said with a grimace: "One brigade is still not enough. You also know that if it is divided equally among five divisions, each division will only have about twenty aircraft. If there is a more intense battle...
us……"
At this point, Yang Aiyuan suddenly stopped because he could see that Gao Hongming's face was already a little ugly.
"What...Brother Gao..."
"Sir Yang."
Gao Hongming's voice was light and airy, as if it were flying from the sky, "I can say responsibly that with the current configuration of the five divisions of the Shanxi-Sui Army, even the most elite Central Army cannot compare.
Let’s do this, how about I hand over the entire flying corps to you and let you arrange and distribute it, what do you think?”
"It's passed."
Seeing that Gao Hongming was about to fall out, Sun Chu quickly stood up and smoothed things over, "Brother Gao, Brother Yang definitely didn't mean that. We just said a few words out of habit.
It definitely doesn’t mean that, so don’t misunderstand me.”
At this time, Yang Aiyuan was also in a big red face.
He could even swear that the complaint just now was definitely just a subconscious habit of his, and there was absolutely no intention to seize work and power.
You know, whether in the National Army or the Shanxi-Sui Army, it has always been believed that children who cry will have milk to drink. It is the basic behavior of almost all officers to cry in front of their superiors.
Those elite national troops may be better off, but like those miscellaneous troops, if you don't cry for poverty and sell miserably, you may not even be able to guarantee normal supplies.
And who is Gao Hongming?
To put it bluntly, in their eyes, Gao Hongming is now the God of Wealth and a local rich man, so crying about poverty has become a subconscious action for them, but they didn't expect it to directly annoy him.
Although Gao Hongming was a little unhappy, he patiently explained: "Chief Yang, Brother Sun, I know what you want to say. But please, please cry in front of Commander Yan, okay? I'm just the leader of a small militia.
I can’t afford the two officers to work so hard.”
"Puch!"
Political Commissar Ping on the side couldn't help laughing, but as soon as the laughter came out, he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I ate too many sweet potatoes today and my stomach is a little bloated. Sir Sun, please continue."
Sun Chu glared at him. This guy was really unkind and didn't give him any face.
However, the Eighth Route Army and the Jinsui Army were only temporarily united for the war to regain Taiyuan. As a high-priced general, he certainly knew that if the Japanese were driven away in the future, the relationship between the Jinsui Army and the Eighth Route Army would be difficult to say.
After this episode, Yang Aiyuan and Sun Chu stopped playing tricks and immediately ordered the temporary 37th and 38th divisions to launch attacks on the South Gate and West Gate at the same time, making sure to put more pressure on the Japanese army.
And Gao Hongming did not break his promise. A fleet of hundreds of aircraft also began to bombard the bunkers outside the south gate and north gate. For a time, the entire outer positions of Taiyuan City were plunged into a sea of flames.
"Shoot... shoot... drive the Chinese down." The Japanese second lieutenant standing behind a wall that had been blown to pieces shouted, waving the command knife in his hand.
"boom!"
A direct shot of the Type 92 infantry gun accurately hit the second lieutenant's hiding position. With a violent explosion, the nearby Japanese soldiers were horrified to see their commander being blown into the air, and his fragile body was divided into two parts in the air.
, each falling to both sides.
The Type 92 infantry gun, which was adjusting its muzzle more than 200 meters away, exuded the breath of death from its black hole. The Japanese soldiers in the trenches quickly turned their guns to the two guns that were pushed up the slope by seven or eight Eighth Route Army troops.
Type 92 infantry gun.
"Ding, ding..." The bullet hit the bulletproof shield of the infantry gun and made a crisp impact sound.
Although the 115th Division, which participated in the battle to recapture Taiyuan later, did not have as good a relationship with Gao Hongming as the 129th Division, it still had the honor of having a few artillery pieces.
Gao Hongming was not stingy either. With a wave of his hand, he handed over thirty captured Type 92 infantry guns to the 115th Division and generously presented more than six hundred artillery shells.
Master Lin was overjoyed to receive the artillery and immediately distributed all the artillery pieces.
"Target 11 direction, release!" the gunner roared, and the barrel of the Type 92 infantry gun bounced back violently with a muffled sound. Because of the elevation angle of the gun position, the soldier pressing the gun mount with his body felt like
The cannon jumped upward several times with great force.
The high-pitched and piercing bugle sounded on the hillside. The Eighth Route Army soldiers who had long been unable to restrain their desire for revenge followed their squad platoon leader and jumped out of the trench built by the Japanese army.
Some of them were carrying rifles, some were carrying recently acquired MP40 submachine guns, and some were holding grenades with the safety bolts pulled off, and rushed towards the Japanese defense line from the two wings.