Yes, except Liu Lang himself, no one knows that Liu Lang's biggest trump card in the battle of Qigen Village is not to predict the future, nor to have elite soldiers and the assistance of the most elite red troops, nor is it
Favorable terrain.
Although these can give the nearly 5,000 elite Chinese officers and soldiers an advantage, Liu Lang is still not confident enough to annihilate this group of more than 6,000 Japanese invaders in the vast mountains of the Taihang Mountains.
The last time the Independent Regiment was able to defeat the 8th Division with the strength of three regiments, it was true that times make heroes. They spent the rest of the month building perfect tunnel fortifications, and the 8th Division, which had never tasted failure, arrogantly defeated them.
Blood flow. Liu Lang also borrowed this super golden finger from the future to ambush 300 elite soldiers on the side of the Japanese heavy artillery station and successfully attacked in one fell swoop. The Eighth Division, which had lost its heavy artillery, was like a tiger without teeth.
They fled in panic under the pursuit of the artillery Great Wall Regiment. However, all these advantages could not be converted into a complete victory. What really made the failure of the 8th Division a shame for the Japanese Army was the weather.
The bad weather prevented the Japanese bombers, which had the most important advantage, from taking off. Without the air threat, the Great Wall Regiment could safely and boldly deploy its artillery, just like what was described in the poem of Zhang Zongchang, the "soul poet of the Republic of China": "
The cannons are firing to blast his mother, and the Weijia sea is returning home. The heroes are coming to the Great Wall, and the giant whales are swallowing the fusang."
To be honest, when Liu Lang stood on the top of the Rehe Hills, looking up at the extremely gloomy weather, watching the mountain artillery captured from the Japanese invaders rumble towards the Eighth Division's position, all he could think about was that sentence
The famous "Cannon fire, blast his mother!"
Really, it’s so fitting for the occasion.
At that moment, Liu Tuanzuo, who returned to this era, actually admired the "soul poet of the Republic of China" who wrote this poem.
The first sentence is earth-shattering and domineering. It has the same meaning as the original sentence "The wind is rising and the clouds are flying", but it is just a minor statement. The author uses the roar of cannons to create an anti-Japanese battlefield filled with bullets and artillery fire. His creation keeps pace with the times and his choice of words
The language is majestic and catchy, and it is in these casual verses that the genius is found.
The reckless pride and the heroism of the famous generals played a double strong voice, and the ideological and artistic qualities reached a high degree of unity. On the battlefield, I recited a single line of this poem silently, and in the wild roar of Zhao Ergou, who opened his clothes and exposed his chest hair, "Blow me the hell out of me."
!" Liu Lang seemed to see in a trance that the soul of a pure poet was separated from the body of General Zhang Da's soldier, and a noble, pure, upper-case, soul poet who was truly free from vulgar taste emerged before his eyes.
This is to use realism to express romanticism!
After talking so much, in fact, it means that if the Great Wall Regiment led by the high-spirited Liu Tuanzuo had not been able to take off because of the weather, the Japanese bombers would not have had time to comment on the poems of the "Soul Poet of the Republic of China", but continued
Hiding in the turtle shell in Luowen Valley, we continued to fight with the Japanese invaders to see who could resist and beat up foreign workers.
Don't think that concentrated fire from machine guns can pose much of a threat to bombers that are speeding at 400 kilometers per hour. There are such examples in both combat cases and Liu Lang's actual combat. However, it not only requires courage and determination, but also luck.
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If you want to survive on the battlefield, you need enough luck. But if you want to win, you can't rely on luck every time. Just like Jiuguan, Liu Lang has preset three air defense positions, twelve machine guns and sixteen high-speed gun guns.
The 1,200 rounds per minute MG42 anti-aircraft machine gun sounds very intimidating.
But what were the actual results? In addition to losing five aircraft in the first battle because the Japanese army carelessly failed to detect the anti-aircraft artillery positions in the Niangziguan area of China and rashly lowered their altitude to enter the battlefield, in the following four days, the Japanese aircraft that placed themselves at high altitudes only lost
They caught two of them, but they chased the six guns of the artillery battalion and hid in Tibet. They were unable to continuously output enough firepower to the front line, and the position was also blown into a sea of flames.
The terrifying 250-pound aerial bombs destroyed three of the strongest machine gun fortifications. The only thing that could pose a sufficient threat to the Japanese aircraft in the air was the air force, not the anti-aircraft guns that were always on the defensive.
In October in eastern Shanxi, the weather has been good since the war, which is the weather that the Japanese army and aviation like best. Once the Japanese army is surrounded, they will inevitably mobilize in full force.
At least two dozen Japanese planes would fly over the top of Taihang Mountain, and countless bombs might fall on the heads of the officers and soldiers on the mountain ridge. The cost of casualties was something Liu Lang could not accept.
Even though he had said that if he dies, the regimental deputy will be the leader, and if the battalion commander dies, the company commander will be the leader. But in fact, his heart will hurt every time a soldier dies, let alone the battalion commander and company commander.
The only way to deal with these threats from the sky is the air force.
But Liu Lang, who was looking at the sky a little lonely, knew best among everyone present that the Chinese air force he could count on was almost exhausted in Songhu, where the fierce fighting was still going on. 300 versus 2000, no matter how weak it was.
How the Chinese Air Force fought bravely against the enemy regardless of its own safety, the absolute strength gap has long been destined. In that national war, they were the first military branch to withdraw from the battlefield.
Even if in this time and space, due to the intrusion of Liu Lang, a little butterfly, Situ Meitang used donations from overseas Chinese to organize the "Volunteer Air Force", he could not reverse the defeat of the Air Force.
The Chinese Air Force has worked hard to prove its existence with glory and sacrifice.
From the official outbreak of the Battle of Songhu on August 13, the Chinese Air Force participated in the battle under the leadership of Gao Zhihang, the flagship figure of the Chinese Air Force and later known as one of the "Four Kings" of the Chinese Air Force.
The aircraft damaged one aircraft and only slightly damaged one of our own. The return flight created the most brilliant first battle for the Chinese Air Force. Then on August 15, the Chinese and Japanese Air Forces once again launched large-scale air battles in Nanjing, Shanghai, Hangzhou and other places. The Chinese Air Force shot down the enemy.
17 aircraft were shot down, and on August 16, another 8 Japanese aircraft were shot down. To commemorate the victory of the first air battle, the national government designated August 14 as "Air Force Day".
But from then on, the Japanese army, navy and aviation teamed up to launch a frantic counterattack, with as many as 2,000 aircraft available. The number was far beyond what the Chinese Air Force could match, with a total number of only 296 aircraft.
The 150 latest fighters of the "Volunteer Air Force" that were ordered to transfer from Sichuan to Nanjing and participate in the war went into battle in early September. However, by that time, there were very few Chinese war eagles left that could accompany them to fly over Songhu and fight the Japanese army.
Although the Chinese pilots who flew the future version of "Thunder" fighter planes that were far more advanced than the Japanese Type 96 and were trained by American ace pilots for two years did as they swore before coming to China: they could not expel the Japanese pirates, then
Let me sleep forever in the mountains and rivers where my ancestors lived. I will prove to the entire Chinese nation with my life that although they were born abroad, and some of them even cannot speak Chinese fluently, their blood always flows with the spirit of China.
Blood, their hair is black, and their eyes are always black.
In the pocket of Liu Lang's jacket was a message sent to him by the cheerful Zhou Dapeng in the early morning before he was about to go to the battlefield in Songhu. Liu Lang could even feel that there was something in the message about how he stepped into the cabin and looked at the pale white east of Songhu.
The temperature of tears.
His tears were not the sadness of his impending death, but his determination.
"Brother Lang Junjian and brother Dapeng arrived at the Nanjing University Airport at the end of August. They were very popular, but I was not happy at all. I and my comrades traveled thousands of miles to the homeland of their fathers. They did not want to enjoy the flowers and flags, but just wanted to
Contribute a small amount of effort to our Chinese nation. However, before I arrived on the battlefield, I had to feel sad. Although our country of China is a large country with rich resources and a population of more than 40 million, its government system is extremely slow in doing things.
Although my brothers and comrades were full of blood, they could only watch the enemy invaders rampage in the sky from a distance, and we, the Chinese people, were running and wailing in the smoke of their bombs. Their inner suffering was indescribable to outsiders.
But I am not disappointed. Although the upper-level government agencies are not as expected, our Chinese Air Force is rare in the world. Although they are weak, they are the sword of China. They are also the ones who give me endless courage. They also make me extremely confident.
, the homeland of our fathers will not fall because of them.
Counting the battle reports since August 14th, I shed tears but my blood is surging. I don’t know what the position of the president of Nankai University is, but I also know that for China, Nankai University exists like Harvard in the United States of America, but it is just like this
When his eldest son Zhang Xihu, who was 25 years old at the time, died in the war on August 14, he said: I was born in the navy, and now I am old. I always feel resentful that I cannot kill the enemy and serve the country. But now my son sacrifices his life for the country without any regrets!
With such a father and such a son, our Chinese Air Force is truly rare in the world.
I and all my comrades in arms should take this as an example to defend the sky of our country and never retreat until death. If he dies fighting in the sky, I hope my brother will not be sad. I am just doing my meager strength of my Chinese clan for the sake of my homeland.
On this occasion, I say farewell! I hope that my brother will lead a victorious army to defeat the enemy! Zhou Dapeng on September 6, the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China."
This is a telegram from a month ago. It was received just when Liu Lang was about to leave for the war.
Zhou Dapeng and his gang of Chinese descendants with black hair, black glasses, and yellow skin living in a foreign land did not live up to their promise.
The Japanese air force was severely damaged by them, but they also suffered heavy losses. In one month, the "Aviation Volunteer Army" lost 86 pilots, 98 aircraft, and two-thirds.
Situ Meitang burst into tears when he learned about this. Those good boys, who were only in their early 20s, lost their lives before they could enjoy what life was. They didn't know what the future was, and they had no future.
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A certain supreme leader finally couldn't stand it any longer, and issued a strict order to order the already red-blooded "Aviation Volunteer Army" and the last remaining strength of the Chinese Air Force to withdraw to Nanjing for repairs. During the national war, the two armies had invested nearly one million troops in a fierce battle in Songhu.
But regardless of victory or defeat, this battle is by no means the last one.
The Chinese Air Force needs to leave seeds for another fight.