At the Laiyuan Independent Battalion station, Zhao Wen received the order from the regimental commander forwarded by the political commissar at one o'clock in the morning last night, and then began preparations.
All reconnaissance troops and security forces were dispatched to ensure that there were no spies within two kilometers of the station.
The main force dug air-raid shelters around the base as a camouflage to ensure that all soldiers in the battalion could hide in them.
I was busy until six o'clock in the morning to finish everything.
Just after nine o'clock in the morning, the roar of the plane started, deafening.
A piercing air defense siren sounded immediately at the Independence Battalion station, and then more than a hundred plumes of black smoke were seen rising into the sky and appearing over the station.
When the plane arrived at the station, black smoke had already spread over the station, like a dark cloud, completely blocking the Independence Camp station.
This scene was not only seen by the pilots in the sky, but also by the spies lurking around.
But neither side is too worried.
Black smoke can block the pilot's field of vision and make it difficult to see the situation inside the station, but it does not affect his ability to judge the specific location of the station.
The station is so big and the aerial bombs are so powerful. As long as the pilot successfully drops the bomb into the station, the Eighth Route Army inside will definitely suffer heavy casualties.
The plane roared and circled around the black smoke for two weeks before launching its attack.
Diving down from a high altitude, the speed became faster and faster, the roar became louder and louder, and there was also a harsh scream that broke through the sky.
When the ground was still two to three hundred meters away, the plane quickly climbed up.
The bomb hanging on the belly of the plane broke away from the restraints of the fighter plane at this moment and continued to hit the ground along the dive line of the fighter plane.
"Rumble..."
There was an explosion, like thunder, deafening.
Flames wrapped in black smoke rose from the ground into the sky.
Because the garrison was full of dense black smoke columns deliberately released by the independent battalion in order to conceal the true situation that there was no one in the garrison, and the spies lurking around did not dare to get too close, so they did not see clearly how many Eighth Route Army soldiers died here.
In an explosion.
The bombing continues.
The fighter planes dived one after another, dropped all six bombs in a row, then swung their wings as if to show off and left the battlefield.
The spies lurking around have not left, and they still want to confirm the bombing effect of the plane.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, the black smoke covering the station began to dissipate.
The black smoke pillars rising into the sky from the station also gradually disappeared.
But several waves of obviously stronger black smoke did not dissipate.
You don't need to guess to know that the thick smoke is caused by aircraft bombing.
Time passed little by little, and the station slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Three spies were lurking on a small highland three kilometers south of the station. With the help of telescopes, they could overlook the entire station.
"Sir, the Eighth Route Army station was hit by two bombs..." a secret agent shouted excitedly.
"Two more bombs hit the training ground!" another agent shouted.
"A bomb hit the place where they were eating..."
Although the commander standing between the two agents remained silent, the growing smile on his face betrayed his mood at the moment: he was very excited.
The camp and the training ground were hit by two bombs respectively. No matter whether the Eighth Route Army was training or resting during the bombing, they would suffer heavy casualties.
"The Eighth Route Army is coming out..." shouted the secret agent who spoke first.
At the gate of the station, the Eighth Route Army troops rushed out in groups of two, carrying stretchers in a steady stream.
A few minutes later, more than 200 guerrillas and local troops also rushed into the camp to assist the independent battalion in evacuating the wounded.
The two agents stopped talking and stared at the door of the station, tapping the stretchers carried out by the Eighth Route Army one by one.
This process lasted for half an hour, and three special agents stayed here counting for half an hour.
After no more stretchers came out, a secret agent reported excitedly: "Sir, there were at least 120 stretchers that just left the station. Including those killed in the bombing, there were at least 300 casualties in the bombing of the Eighth Route Army."
The commander agreed very much with this result and immediately ordered.
"Go back and report to your superiors immediately."
The three agents stayed here for too long and forgot that there must be monsters in abnormal situations.
After the Independence Battalion camp was bombed, nearby villages must have been on alert immediately.
Local troops and guerrillas searched for suspicious persons everywhere.
The three spies were hiding on the high ground to observe the Independent Regiment's station, and they were also equipped with two telescopes. Even a fool knew that their identities were unusual.
They were supposed to be killed half an hour ago, but in order to take a long shot at catching the big fish, the intelligence agents operating nearby deliberately stayed put.
They planned to catch them all after they sent out the news about the "heavy casualties" of the Laiyuan Independent Battalion.
At the Japanese military headquarters in Taiyuan, the intelligence chief once again rushed into the military commander's office.
The difference from before was that this time he had a smile on his face.
The news in my hand is so exciting. If you operate it well, you will definitely be promoted to a higher level.
He rushed into the office and said excitedly: "Your Excellency, Army Commander, good news!"
"The aviation bombing of important targets in the garrison base was successfully completed."
"Our bombing was very sudden. The Eighth Route Army had no preparation, and the casualties and losses were huge."
"This is information just compiled by the intelligence department."
"Totaling all the bombed bases together, there were more than 800 wounded people carried out on stretchers alone."
"Under normal circumstances, after being bombed by an aircraft, the number of deaths should be at least twice as high as the number of injured."
"So in this morning's bombing operation, the garrison lost at least 2,500 people. This is still our conservative estimate."
"Four of the six warehouses discovered by the intelligence department were destroyed. All were burned to thick smoke and there were a lot of explosions. There must be a large amount of supplies, weapons and ammunition stored inside."
"However, for this victory, the intelligence department also paid a huge price, losing a total of more than 360 agents. I humbly request that your superiors will take good care of them."
The commander's face was already happy.
The bombing operation went more smoothly than expected, and the results were great. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a good start.
My mood improved, and the eyes of the person in charge of intelligence became much softer, and I immediately promised.
"Not only the warriors of the intelligence department who have died, but also the remaining warriors of the intelligence department, including yourself, are all the heroes of this big sweep. When the sweep is successfully completed, I will definitely ask you for credit. I conservatively estimate that one
The rank of Lieutenant Colonel is definitely indispensable."
The person in charge of the intelligence almost jumped up with excitement and immediately replied: "Thank you, Army Commander, for your cultivation. I will definitely live up to my high expectations in my humble position. I will continue to provide flat support to the offensive troops wholeheartedly, win this sweep, and kill the independent regiment."
The army commander nodded and ordered with a serious face: "Give the order to the chief of staff, and the troops can start taking action."
"Three lines of attacking troops will cover each other, rush into the garrison base, and kill them. I will wait for the good news of his victory and triumph at the headquarters."
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