The roar above the battlefield became louder and louder, as if a plane was about to crash down.
Suddenly, a silver-white plane appeared in everyone's sight through the thick smoke.
It was too close to the ground. The plane, which usually seemed to be the size of a palm, was now bigger than a car.
The moment it passed over everyone's heads, the huge air wave generated by the plane actually blew to the ground, blowing off the military caps of several soldiers.
At the same time, the Japanese and puppet troops in the position also began to fire smoke bombs.
The offensive troops and local troops reacted quickly. When they saw the purple signal smoke rising from the ground, they pounced on it and destroyed the signal bomb as soon as possible.
No matter how fast the speed is, it still takes time. Chief of Staff Zhou calculated that it took the soldiers half a minute to destroy the last smoke signal grenade.
"Weng buzzing..." The plane passed over Chief Zhou's head with a roar. The speed was so fast that before he could react, a bomb had broken away from the plane and fell from the sky.
The flames rose where the signal smoke had just risen.
It took two seconds before the "rumbling..." explosion reached Chief of Staff Zhou's ears.
"Damn it..." Chief of Staff Zhou scolded with a sullen face and gritted teeth.
"The Japanese are so cunning that they even thought of circling and bombing at very low altitudes to avoid the impact of thick smoke on the aircraft. Aren't they worried that the aircraft will be shot down by us?"
"Immediately give an order to all the combat troops in the city. If any planes fly at ultra-low altitude, gather all the light and heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns to shoot in the air and shoot them down."
"Our firepower level is not the same as it was half a year ago. In addition to the captures captured by the troops in the previous battle, each regiment has at least forty light and heavy machine guns."
"There are a total of seven regiments of troops in the city, which add up to more than 300 light and heavy machine guns."
"With so many light and heavy machine guns scattered on the battlefield, at least fifty of them can be concentrated in the same area for anti-aircraft shooting."
"More than fifty machine gun flames cover a plane at the same time. A blind cat can kill a mouse and bring down the plane."
"Since the Japanese pilots want to die, then we will help them."
Ten minutes later, the two planes rushed through the smoke screen again and hovered more than 100 meters above everyone's heads, waiting for the signal smoke to appear.
"Da da da……"
It was unknown which unit fired first. In an instant, the battlefield was enveloped in the sound of intensive machine gun fire.
Chief of Staff Zhou still underestimated the equipment level of the troops.
Before entering the war, each of the five main regiments in northwest Shanxi was equipped with three to five heavy machine guns and less than twenty light machine guns.
During the siege, Li Hao supplemented the four main regiments participating in the siege with twenty heavy machine guns and forty light machine guns.
When they captured the city, the Japanese army kept most of their light and heavy machine guns in the city defenses to deceive others, which gave the siege troops an advantage. More than a hundred light and heavy machine guns were captured at the four city gates.
In several hours of street fighting, the participating troops more or less achieved some results, and the number of light and heavy machine guns captured must have exceeded fifty.
Calculating this, the participating troops captured more than 200 light and heavy machine guns on the battlefield alone.
Including what I originally equipped, it must have exceeded 400 guns.
The density of firepower in the sky is the best proof. No matter where the fighter plane flies, there are at least 70 light and heavy machine guns on the ground staring at it, forming an airtight bullet net around it.
"Hit!" a staff officer suddenly shouted.
A fighter plane suddenly emitted black smoke southeast of the headquarters.
The pilot was obviously frightened and climbed desperately with the injured fighter plane.
However, the aircraft's power seemed to be affected and its climb speed was very slow.
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the ground troops did not miss this golden opportunity. As long as the opponent was within the effective range of their machine guns, they fired at it desperately, hoping to destroy it in one fell swoop.
The black smoke slowly turned into a fire, and with a "boom...", the plane, with only its tail burning, exploded and instantly turned into a ball of fire, hitting the ground along the direction of flight.
The explosion was so sudden that the pilot had no chance to escape.
The other plane was not injured, but was frightened and climbed to a high altitude desperately.
At the last moment when I rushed out of the thick smoke, I was "lucky" to be hit by a bullet, and disappeared in front of everyone with black smoke.
Although not fatal, only God knows whether the plane can return to the airport safely with injuries.
The Japanese brigade commander witnessed this scene with his own eyes.
He gritted his teeth with hatred, and his eyes turned red and red, as if they were about to burst out of fire.
Although I had expected the scene just now, I didn't expect it to come so quickly.
In his own eyes, the value of the three fighter planes was far less than the value Datong brought to the imperial army.
If he were an aviation commander, he would definitely order the pilots to continue attacking the Eighth Route Army and cover the ground troops to defend Datong, even if the entire army was destroyed.
But he's not.
In Japan's military circles, not only the navy and army have disputes, they often quarrel over the competition for precious military expenditures and resources. There are also many disputes between the major services in the army due to competition for resources and military expenditures.
To the entire Shanxi garrison, the value of Datong is indeed more than three aircraft.
But the aviation commander cannot see that far, has no such high vision, and cannot think that much.
In his eyes, the plane is gone once it is destroyed.
The empire's resources are limited. Even if aircraft are produced, priority must be given to supplying the navy, and then the army aviation.
To put it bluntly, even if it is the army's turn, it will give priority to the Central China Front Army on the front battlefield, and then the North China Front Army will get its turn.
When it comes to the North China Front, there are also units that give priority to replenishing aircraft, and some units that replenish aircraft last.
Therefore, if you want to replace the lost aircraft, it will take a month if it is fast, at least two months if it is slow, and it may be three months if you are not lucky.
The war waits for no one, and the front line will not refuse air support just because it does not have aircraft.
If there are fewer planes, it will definitely not be able to meet the support needs of the front line. In the end, it will be you who will be scolded and punished.
Therefore, every time a plane takes off, the commander will repeatedly remind the pilots: During the battle, they must ensure the safety of themselves and the plane, and do not do anything risky.
The aviation force lost one aircraft and injured another at the beginning of the battle. They would definitely not be willing to risk the crash to support themselves.
Even if they send a telegram to the military headquarters and ask the military headquarters to give the aviation force bombing orders, they will do one thing on the surface and another secretly.
This is why the brigade leader is really angry and worried.
The war situation was indeed developing in the direction he was worried about.
After losing more than half of the fighter planes, there was only one aircraft left in the sky that refused to fly at low altitude no matter what orders it gave.
After circling overhead for several times, I lost the patience to stay any longer and dropped the bomb directly in the center of the thick smoke.
Although it was an area occupied by the Eighth Route Army, there were certainly not many soldiers.
Therefore, the bombs they dropped would not have any impact on the battle situation.
"Bagh Ya Road..." the brigade leader gritted his teeth and cursed as he watched the plane flying farther and farther in the sky.
As he cursed, the anger on his face turned into solemnity, and then into despair.
The plane was blown up by the Eighth Route Army and then retreated in panic. Not only did it not provide much support to the Imperial Army and improve their morale, but it also improved the Eighth Route Army's fighting spirit. As soon as they left, the sound of exchanges of fire on the battlefield began to become thicker and continued.
Approaching the headquarters.
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