Two hundred and fifty-six chapters candle dragon - the fourth stage (3)
Seeing that the Eighth Route Army fighter planes were pinned down, the Japanese planes quickly turned around and attacked the Eighth Route Army planes. Taking advantage of their large numbers of people and the superior performance of the aircraft, the Japanese planes were actually hard to separate from each other for a while. However, the MiG 3 not only
It only has a metal body, and it has been strengthened in key parts, making it extremely viable. On the other hand, Japanese fighter planes often quit the battle after being swept by a machine gun. This is like playing a game. A person has seven or eight lives.
There was only one, which caused Japanese fighter planes to be shot down continuously, while only a small number of MiG 3s were damaged.
At this time, only twenty huge SU-2 aircraft were seen flying over in a dense formation, maintaining altitude, and flying over in darkness.
This aircraft is ten meters long and has a wingspan of 14 meters, which is half the size of the MiG-3. These aircraft carry four 100 kilogram bombs, some of which are incendiary bombs. These bombs are specially for the Japanese army.
Prepared for the airport.
Since most of the anti-aircraft guns in front were destroyed by the MiG-3, the SU-2 could safely lower its altitude and drop bombs on various equipment at the Japanese airport, as if it was a performance.
Tokugawa Yoshitoshi was horrified to see a large plane drop a huge bomb into the nearby hangar. The huge explosion caused the glass of the entire control tower to shake continuously.
"Be careful, General." A Japanese officer quickly pulled Tokugawa Yoshitoshi under him, and another bomb hit not far from the command tower. The entire command tower shook violently, as if the loss would be
collapse.
"Get out of here." Tokugawa Yoshitoshi shouted, sitting aside and saying, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe that our majestic Imperial Japanese Air Force could be defeated so miserably. Attack! Attack! Keep going.
Attack, send all the planes up, and shoot down all these Soviet planes!!!"
Tokugawa Yoshitoshi shouted like a gambler who lost his bet. The other Japanese planes that had already taken off saw these bombers bombing the airport, and their eyes immediately turned red with anxiety. The airport was destroyed, even if they won the battle.
The air battle was also lost. These planes couldn't all land on the mountains.
While Wang Hai cheered for the bomber group, he turned around and fought with the Japanese planes. Several Japanese planes broke through the obstruction of the MiG-3 and flew into the bomber group. They were flying towards a SU-2, but he saw
The plane continued to fly without any incident, and the bullets only hit a few small holes in the fuselage.
"Nani?" The Japanese pilot turned back unwillingly and wanted to continue the attack, but was forced back by a fire whip. It turned out that the machine gun at the tail of the SU-2 opened fire.
"That's enough for you, get down!!" Wang Hai turned over and fell from the sky, firing a burst of fire at the Type 97 fighter plane. The machine gun bullets easily tore the Japanese plane apart. This was Wang Hai's fourth victory.
A raging fire broke out at the Japanese airport, and the explosion of the oil depot caused the entire airport to burn. Tokugawa Yoshitoshi was placed in a small car and drove away from the airport. Seeing that his hard work was destroyed in a fire, he thought again
With the air superiority lost in the battle, Tokugawa Yoshitoshi finally fainted from happiness.
After the bombing, the Eighth Route Army also began to retreat. Taking advantage of their speed, the MiG-3s and SU-2s quickly left the battlefield. The Japanese airmen looked at the burning airport below and the messy comrades in the sky with bitter taste in their mouths.
"Everyone, fly to Datong Airport immediately. We must arrive before the fuel runs out, otherwise we will have a dead end." The still sober Japanese airmen pointed out the way out, and the remaining dozen or so Japanese planes flew north.
go.
But the horror of that day will forever be engraved in their hearts and will shadow them for the rest of their lives.
——Luliang Mountain Headquarters
Mr. Zhu took a telegram and said, "Our air force is fighting well. Taiyuan Airport has been completely destroyed by us. Now Liu Yalou is preparing to bomb other Japanese airports. The sky in Shanxi will finally be clear."
Zuo Quan pointed to the map and said, "Without the air force advantage, the Japanese heavy artillery is not in place. All the conditions are ripe. I think we can launch a comprehensive counterattack."
Mr. Zhu nodded and said, "Send power to all units and the general attack begins!"
——Pingyao
He Long looked at the empty sky, and then looked at the black dots gradually appearing in the distance with his binoculars. They were the Japanese troops who had been traveling all night. In order to open up the supply line as quickly as possible, the wildness of the Japanese troops was completely aroused.
came out.
He Long touched his beard and said, "It came so fast. How did our frontier fortifications get repaired like this? It's completely unqualified! Who built it?"
Zhou Shidi, who was next to him, kicked helplessly and said, "Commander, the soldiers have tried their best. The heavy snow has frozen the ground to a solid state. Our soldiers really can't dig.
He Long took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "It's okay. Our firepower is stronger than that of the Japanese this time. The Japanese left a lot of shells for us, so we will use their shells to entertain them. If the fortifications are insufficient, how about artillery?"
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Zhou Shidi smiled and said, "Mr. He Long, don't you feel bad anymore?"
He Long smiled and said, "Why are you feeling distressed? Didn't you hear the tone that Mr. Zhu and the others spoke during the meeting? It felt like they were going to lose everything to fight this war. I guarantee that as long as we win, no matter how many shells we fire,
How many will come back?"
Several huge balloons rose slowly. They were shelling balloons captured from the Japanese army. Several flag bearers waved red flags on the balloons to indicate the direction.
In the past, He Long would never dare to release a hot air balloon. This hot air balloon was simply committing suicide when there was no air force superiority. But it is different now. There is not a flying object with the red pill logo within a hundred miles, and He Long also knows the one on the other side.
The troops did not carry any anti-aircraft guns, so they were not worried about the dangers of hot air balloons at all.
Due to the sudden doubling of the number of artillery, the number of artillery was suddenly insufficient. The artillery team simply called an infantry battalion to help. There was no other problem. Pulling match ropes and transporting artillery shells were no problem. They only saw more than forty 75mm field guns and mountain guns.
, hundreds of 82mm mortars were lined up in rows. It was obviously the cold winter season in February, but the soldiers felt so hot that they wanted to take off their clothes.
The vanguard of the attack on Pingyao was the Senbon Detachment, which was composed of two infantry regiments. Senbon Taro looked at the collapsed South City Gate and nodded and said, "The aviation force did a good job, but they were too anxious. How could they even connect their artillery?"
All the balloons were popped."
At this time, it was only half an hour since the Japanese fighter planes were driven away by the MiG-3, and the Japanese army had not yet received the news that the Eighth Route Army had an air force.
The Japanese army first set up a position three kilometers away from the Pingyao forward position. This was also the combat experience of the Japanese army and the Eighth Route Army. The main artillery fire of the Eighth Route Army, the 82 mortar, has a range of 3,000 meters. Setting up a position outside this distance can ensure that it is not subject to artillery fire from the Eighth Route Army.
attack.
He Long shrugged indifferently, while Xiao Ke just wanted to laugh.
About half an hour later, the Japanese army began a tentative attack. A group of more than a thousand Japanese soldiers walked quickly towards Pingyao. After all, at this distance, rifles and machine guns had no effect.
Two kilometers away, the Japanese army's formation had completely spread out, and He Long's eyes narrowed smaller and smaller.
one thousand five hundred meters
"Boom" "Boom" the Japanese artillery began to fire. The Japanese mortars and infantry artillery shells hit the positions under Pingyao City. Suddenly the sand took off. Xiao Ke nodded and said, "The Japanese artillery is indeed good. They hit very hard."
That's right, our forward position is no more than a hundred meters wide, but we actually hit within this one hundred meters. It's amazing, we still have something to learn."
He Long took out his pipe and raised his hand. The flag bearer on the hot air balloon immediately waved the flag, and the starter who had been waiting for a long time shouted, "Fire the gun! Fire the gun!"
"Pass! Pass! Pass!" The mortars put in the shells one by one, "Boom", "Boom", "Boom". The gun rope of the field gun seemed to be unbreakable and was pulled hard by the artillery. More than 40 rounds were fired in the field.
The artillery flew towards the Japanese artillery position, and hundreds of mortar shells were fired into the Japanese advancing troops.
The Japanese army suddenly fell into a sea of fire and purgatory.
The soldiers carrying the artillery shells gradually took off their clothes. Boxes of artillery shells were opened one by one, and then they were fired. After each round, the artillery team commander glanced at the flag soldiers on the hot air balloon. By the tenth round,
At that time, what was waiting was not an order to stop firing, but an order to extend the artillery fire. It was not until the twenty-fifth round that the red flag was lowered.
"Hoo ho ho... I'm so exhausted. Let me go, how many artillery shells have we shot?" A soldier carrying artillery shells squatted on the ground and looked at the shell casings beside him and couldn't help but said.
"Twenty-five rounds, I counted, and thousands of artillery rounds were ejected at this time. Our 120th Division must have really made a fortune. Even the Japanese do not have such luxury!" Another thoughtful artilleryman laughed.
On the battlefield, the thousand Japanese troops were frightened by the bombings. This time, there were more than two thousand mortar shells fired. An attacking Japanese soldier could have two shells spread on his head, and the Japanese artillery positions were even more powerful.
Not a single person had been killed by the bombing. Those who had barely escaped death hid outside the range of the artillery fire and watched their infantry guns being blown into parts.
"Baga, what do aviation soldiers do for food? You haven't responded yet?" Qianben said angrily.
"Report...report the news about Taiyuan. Taiyuan Airport has been destroyed by the Chinese. Now only Datong Airport and Linyi Airport are left." The signal soldier stammered.
"What did you say?" Qianben grabbed the telegram and felt that his eyes were either dazzled or his brain was damaged. When did the Eighth Route Army already have such a powerful air force?
——Linyi
Fifty fighter planes were flying from the west to the east. These fifty fighter planes were the remaining Eighth Route Army air force. Their target was Linyi Airport, another gathering place for Japanese aviation in Shanxi.
At this time, Linyi Airport knew nothing about it. By the time the Japanese army discovered that these fighter planes were not on their side, the first bomb had already fallen on Linyi Airport. The attack here was much smoother than in the Taiyuan direction.
——Third Army Headquarters
"What did you say? Say it again?" Shun Tada pointed at Takeda Takeo and said.
"I just got the telegram. The aviation force in the direction of Taiyuan has been defeated by unknown enemy forces. Taiyuan Airport has been completely destroyed. Linyi Airport has also been bombed. The number of aircraft available to our army currently does not exceed fifty. According to intelligence,
The enemy planes have red five-pointed stars painted on their wings, and we suspect that they were caused by the Soviet Air Force." Takeda Yixiong lowered his head and said.
Tada Shun slowly sat on the stool, boundless fear slowly crawled into his heart, and big beads of sweat rolled down his face.
Yoshimoto Teiichi said quickly, "If we not only lose the support of the aviation force, but also give the Eighth Route Army air superiority, it will be extremely difficult for us to open up the Pingyao supply line. Instead, there will be the possibility of being completely annihilated. Your Excellency, Commander,
I suggest that the entire army retreat immediately. Wenshui is far away and the plains are flat. The Eighth Route Army will never be able to stop the attack of 80,000 of us."
When Tada Shun heard the words "total annihilation", his body shook with fear. Tada Shun slowly asked, "What about the losses? How big will our losses be after the staff deduction?"
Yoshimoto Teiichi swallowed his saliva and said, "If we leave some people behind, and the Eighth Route Army really has the support of more than 70 Soviet air forces, plus the current firepower of the Eighth Route Army, the most pessimistic data is three to three
Forty thousand people, mainly because they will be bombed and chased along the way."
"Haha!! Hahaha!! Hahahahaha!!!" Jun Tada laughed and said with tears in his eyes, "Thirty to forty thousand! A loss of thirty to forty thousand! Has the imperial army ever suffered such a defeat? We have gone through
After suffering such losses, can we still defend Shanxi?"
Takeda Yixiong bowed and said, "It was all my wrong advice that brought the entire army to where it is today. I am willing to die to apologize!" Takeda Yixiong knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Tada Shun, stood up and drew his gun and pointed it at his own.
Just shoot at the temple.
"Stop", "pop", "dang", Yoshimoto Sada quickly pulled Takeda Takeo's hand, and the bullet hit the desk lamp, which emitted a burst of black smoke.
"Baga!! You coward, we haven't reached the last moment yet, why are you in a hurry!!" Yoshimoto Sadai also admired Takeda very much, and he couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when he saw Takeda like this.
Shun Tada was so upset by this that he came over and patted Takeda Takeo on the shoulder and said, "That's right, don't worry! As a warrior of the empire, you cannot be defeated by such difficulties! And this mistake has nothing to do with you.
It doesn’t matter, your idea is very good, and we have indeed surrounded a large number of Eighth Route Army. If the Eighth Route Army were not too cunning and the Soviets were playing tricks, we would never be so passive!!"
After saying that, Jun Tada looked at the north, feeling a little aggrieved. The giant bear in the north kept interfering in China's war. It was really abominable. As expected, Kanji Ishihara was right. Before solving the Soviet problem, initiate
Any war is extremely foolish.
Tada Shun calmed down and said, "Gather the troops immediately, we are ready..."
Before Tada Shun finished speaking, a communications soldier hurried in and saluted and said, "Your Excellency, Commander, the 20th Division, 108th Division, and 109th Division have all sent urgent messages."
Shun Tada shook his hand and took it. After reading one, he threw one away. Finally, he handed it to Yoshimoto Teiichi and said, "Look, our opponents are no slower than us. It has been confirmed."
, Wenshui is the 115th Division, Pingyao is the 120th Division, behind us is the 129th Division, and to the south is the Shanxi New Army, all the main force of the Eighth Route Army. What on earth have we surrounded! Who are we fighting for after so long?
? Could it be that the west is full of inferior guerrillas from the Eighth Route Army!!"