Chapter 202 The Destruction of the Heavy Artillery Brigade
The whole station seemed to be quiet for a moment, but then a louder noise started again.
When the napalm bomb was ignited, the explosives tied around the barrel exploded again. The shock wave of the explosion sprayed the ointment-like napalm around, and countless little bits of paste-like gasoline splashed around.
Some of them splashed on the ground, some of them splashed on the surrounding trains, and more of them splashed into the dense crowd around them and got on the Japanese soldiers.
Many frightened Japanese soldiers could be seen everywhere in the station, flapping the flames on their bodies in panic. But what the Japanese soldiers who had never been attacked by napalm did not know was that these flames were a little different from ordinary fires.
The Japanese soldiers screamed in pain and slapped their burning bodies with their hands, but the fire grew bigger and bigger. Those Japanese soldiers who tried to roll on the ground to extinguish the fire were covered in fire.
Occasionally, some Japanese soldiers whose bodies were burning were more on fire. People on the side should try to stay away from the companions who became the burning people. Because the burning people struggled hard, the burning oil on their bodies would be thrown to others, causing a secondary killing effect.
.Fighters running around in panic can be seen throughout the station to avoid Japanese soldiers and bombings from the air.
"Tum! Tum! Tum! Tum!"
One after another, oil barrel-shaped napalm bombs exploded in the station, and countless amounts of gasoline jumped and danced in the station. They grinned like demons and continued to burn everything they saw, turning the originally busy station into a
A sea of fire.
"Why is this happening! How can this happen?"
Looking at the hell-like scene, Miyamoto Shizuichi's expression was dull. Since the July 7th Incident, he has led his heavy artillery regiment in dozens of battles, and he has always used the artillery in his hands to blow his opponents into powder.
, had he ever been burned to such a state? He was shocked, he was angry!
In fact, the most important thing he should do at this moment is to order the unburned train to start immediately, as far away from the station as possible. But in desperation, he issued an order, and it was this order that sent the entire heavy artillery brigade into hell.
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Miyamoto Shizuichi drew out his command knife and shouted in a howling voice: "Come here, get on the train quickly, organize air shooting, and shoot down those damn Chinese planes!"
"Da da da da..."
Someone opened fire in the station. It was the Japanese soldiers who were firing into the air with light machine guns. As the gunshots sounded, the Japanese soldiers who were dizzy from being burned seemed to have found a target to vent their anger. They started shooting with their rifles.
Shooting from the air, and what's more, someone has climbed on the train and is preparing to use machine guns to meet the enemy...
"Baga Yalu, Onojiro, what are you still dawdling about? Come over here and help me load the bomb!" A sergeant commander climbed on the roof of the car, opened the canvas, and faced a 20mm caliber anti-aircraft gun.
He shouted at a private next to him.
"Ah...Hai!"
The private was stunned for a moment, then ran over quickly, picked up the twenty-round magazine beside him and inserted it into the reloading groove.
"Crack!"
The sergeant commander pulled the safety, aimed at the plane in the sky and pulled the trigger.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
This was a Type II B 20mm caliber anti-aircraft machine gun with a rate of fire of up to 600 rounds per minute. The firepower was very ferocious. When it opened fire, it immediately attracted the attention of the fleet in the sky.
"2057, there is a machine gun down there firing at us, go kill it immediately!"
A radio wave was transmitted to a Wildcat fighter jet that was escorting in the air.
"2057 understand, kill them immediately!"
A young man in his twenties or seventies received the order and said into the microphone: "Xiao Linzi, the mission is here, follow closely!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wings of the aircraft swung down, and the stubby fuselage "tumbled" down...
When performing ground attack missions, in addition to helping Stukas eliminate threats from the air, the escort fleet sometimes also has to help bombers clear some fire points on the ground and open up bombing channels. Therefore, many fighter pilots who serve as escorts jokingly claim to be in the air.
The people who live the most comfortable life in the flying group are the Stuka bomber pilots. Every time they go to war, they have their own full-time nannies to protect them.
"Da da da……"
Six flashes of fire flashed through the air one after another, and countless bullets quickly rained down on the train, tearing the sergeant commander who was enjoying the fight into two pieces.
"ah……"
The sergeant commander, whose body was beaten into two pieces, did not die on the spot. With a strong body, he dragged his upper body and fell to the ground. He struggled to climb several meters before taking his last breath. Behind him was a long
Long blue-gray intestines.
After finishing the shuttle bullets, the two Wildcat fighters did not forget to drop the two auxiliary fuel tanks hanging under the belly of the aircraft and the two 100-pound high-explosive bombs they carried.
After the high-explosive bomb was ignited in a sea of fire and caused two earth-shaking explosions, the fuel flying everywhere intensified the chaos in the station. Countless Japanese soldiers rushed to escape, and the entire station was in chaos.
"Baga, get in the car quickly and shoot! Shoot down the Chinese fighter jets in the sky!"
Miyamoto Seiichi was so angry that he could no longer care about shouting and cursing the Japanese soldiers around him. He climbed onto a train.
Miyamoto Seiichi's behavior frightened several staff officers on the side almost out of their wits. They quickly climbed onto the roof of the car and tried to persuade them: "Your Excellency, division commander, you can't do this. Come down quickly, it's dangerous up there!"
"You cowards, it's dangerous to stay down there!"
Miyamoto Shizuichi opened the tarp while scolding, revealing the twenty-millimeter caliber quadruple anti-aircraft gun inside. He turned around and cursed: "You idiots, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up?"
Feeding anti-aircraft guns? And you guys, what are you doing around me? Are you waiting to collect my corpses? Hurry up and find weapons for me to shoot in the air!"
"Hai!"
The instructed staff officers hurriedly searched for anti-aircraft guns on the roof of the train, and started shooting in the air in groups of two to three people.
As time slowly passed, the fire at the station became more and more intense, and the Japanese counterattack became more and more fierce. At first, there were only a few scattered anti-aircraft guns firing, and then more and more anti-aircraft firepower.
It became more and more fierce.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
A stream of flames flashed in the air, and a Wildcat fighter that could not dodge was hit in the tail. The fighter that lost its tail rudder fell down with black smoke. Because the altitude of the fighter was too low, the pilot could not parachute to the fighter.
There was a big explosion when it hit the ground.
"Attention, the little devils are going to fight hard. Everyone climb up, climb up quickly! The bombing squadron continues to throw incendiary bombs and burn those bastards to death!"
Seeing the desperate posture of the Japanese army, the air commander immediately ordered the escort squadron to withdraw quickly, allowing the thick-skinned Stuka bombers to continue dropping incendiary bombs.
Seeing their downed comrades, the Stuka fleet was enraged. Regardless of the threat of ground fire, they bombed with their iconic actions to explain what vertical bombing was. Incendiary bombs as thick as buckets were dropped one after another.
Go down.
"Kill me!"
Incendiary bombs were continuously thrown in the air, and Miyamoto Seiichi on the ground continued to direct the soldiers to pour bullets upwards. The fierce firepower forced the Chinese fighter jets in the air to frequently rise to avoid it. Although the surrounding temperature was already hot.
It didn't work, but Shizuichi Miyamoto, who had already fallen into a state of fanaticism, didn't notice this at all. Maybe he didn't care if he knew it. At this moment, he only had one thought left in his mind, which was to shoot down all the Chinese fighters in the sky.
Come down.
Although Shizuichi Miyamoto is so desperate, some things are not dependent on human will. The pilots in the air at this moment have seen that there was only a little fire on the ground as they continued to throw incendiary bombs.
It turned into a large sea of fire, and bursts of black smoke rose into the sky with the fire.
"boom……"
With an earth-shaking loud noise, the entire land shook, and even several observation posts three or four miles away who were observing the results of the battle were startled.
"My dear, this shell is too powerful. I estimate it is at least a 320-caliber bomb."
"Well, you can't say for sure!"
The companion on the side also said in agreement: "Just wait, it will be our turn later..."
"Boom boom boom..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another earth-shaking explosion. It turned out that the cannonball placed on the train was detonated by the fire. The power of this explosion was so great that the entire station was enveloped by a huge explosion shock wave.
Inside, the train that was detonated was blown away without a trace. Major General Shizuichi Miyamoto and the surrounding Japanese soldiers who were shooting desperately in the air were instantly evaporated into gaseous matter by the shock wave and high temperature.
"Boom...boom..."
Artillery shells continued to be detonated, and the powerful heavy artillery shells became a reminder for the Japanese army. The small station was crowded with seven or eight trains, and the distance between the seven or eight trains was only a few hundred.
meters, and finally formed a series of big explosions.
The power of dozens or even hundreds of heavy artillery shells exploding in unison was astonishing. The power of the explosion quickly lifted the entire station into the sky. The strong shock wave and the debris that was constantly being blown into the sky caused the Stuka to fly low in the sky.
The aircraft fleet also had to climb higher into the sky to avoid the flying debris.
Seeing such a scene, the observation posts several miles away sighed. They knew that the backup plan they had prepared was no longer needed. Given the current situation inside the station, they were only there to replace them.
The Japanese were just collecting corpses.
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