Chapter 1161 Aren't all those who can fly the same as birds?
The white-haired general's face instantly became gloomy!
In less than ten seconds, several small black dots appeared from high in the sky from far to near.
The dull roar of the aircraft engine filled the sky.
The white-haired general's serious face was filled with bitterness, and he turned back to look at Tang Dao, whose expression was as usual: "Captain Tang, the little Japanese's plane is here."
Then he turned back, with firm eyes, and ordered to the pale combat staff standing seven or eight meters away: "Order each regiment to prepare for air defense and concealment, and also ask them to be prepared for all light and heavy machine gun fire. If the Japanese plane dares to land at a few altitudes, At a height of 100 meters, I'll beat that son of a bitch. If you want to chew on my flesh, you'll have to break your teeth.”
For the veterans of the 17th Division, the heavy bombs dropped by Japanese planes were a nightmare that they would never forget. Seeing planes falling from high altitudes, they did not even need to give orders from their commanders. The veterans urged the brothers in their respective companies and platoons to use the mountain ridge. Hidden in all available bunkers.
As the military orders continued to be conveyed, all the light and heavy machine gunners were shot, and their muzzles were no longer pointed at the bottom of the mountain, but pointed at the sky.
Even if they know that from ground to air, from stationary to high-speed movement, the winning rate is very small. More than 90% of the probability is that the Japanese planes that have dropped their bombs will roar past at an altitude of several hundred meters, and the machine gun positions will be strafed into a mess, causing heavy casualties.
But they still did it. Just like the philosophy of their division commander, you can kill me if you want, but you have to see if your teeth are strong enough.
They could escape. They could escape deep into the mountains, where there would be dense jungle for cover. There would be at least a 70% chance of escaping Japanese machine guns and bombs.
But, no one escaped.
Of the more than 10,000 officers and soldiers of the 17th Division who participated in the battle, some were veterans who had experienced last year's Battle of Niangziguan, some were soldiers who remained at the original garrison in Shaanxi Province, and the other part were prisoners of war and recruits from the former 29th Army.
Veterans will not run away, nor will those Lengba from Shaanxi Province who have lost countless brothers, nor will the northern officers and soldiers who have been tortured in prisoner of war camps for nearly a year, nor will those who can survive after a week of **** battlefields. The new recruits who came down also became veterans!
They haven't read many books, but the war has taught them a truth: if they escape from Fululing, they have to flee to the east of Shanxi. If they escape from the east of Shanxi, they have to flee to the Jin Province. , fled further south, but once they reached the sea, where else could they flee?
Commander Baifa said something before he took the oath to go to war: This is a national war. As long as we are Chinese, no one can escape or retreat in the face of this Patriotic War.
There is no way to escape. Facing the vicious enemy planes swooping down from high altitude, the only option is to fight to the death.
Even if you are about to die, you must fight.
The 17th Division is even more tenacious than last year!
The same goes for the officers and soldiers of the four battalions over there. Like porcupines with their quills exploded, all the heavy machine guns belonging to each battalion, company and platoon were pointed at the sky.
That is to say, the air defense company of the Fourth Army Regiment is slightly different from usual. Although the main shooters of each anti-aircraft gun and anti-aircraft machine gun squad are already in place, the muzzles are raised high, the shells and bullets are loaded, the safety is turned on, and there are at least three anti-aircraft gun squads. The aircraft, which was descending at high speed, was already locked in the crosshairs by shaking the handle, but no one dared to shoot rashly.
That's because Cheng Tieshou, deputy instructor of the artillery battalion and commander of the air defense company, issued a strict order two hours ago. Without his order, all artillery positions are not allowed to fire a single artillery shell. Anyone who violates the order will be subject to wartime military law.
Disobeying orders during wartime will result in losing your head. Although the officers and soldiers of the air defense company were a little confused, no one dared not to comply, even if they watched the biplanes descend to an altitude of more than 2,000 meters.
Perhaps it's because the altitude of the plane is too high! The officers and soldiers of the air defense company did not wait for the order to fire. They could only stand in formation and look at the sky, watching the sunlight reflect the almost brilliant light on the metal fuselage.
That kind of light full of metallic luster, cold and cruel!
“Onboard!”
“Long live the Imperial Army Aviation!”
The Japanese infantrymen in the encirclement broke out in deafening cheers in the trenches and mountains. Many Japanese soldiers even ignored the fact that this was a battlefield, got out of the trenches and bunkers and roared crazily with their rifles raised.
The roar was earth-shattering, as if he had won a great victory.
Not to mention the ordinary Japanese soldiers who were overjoyed after their plane arrived, even Takagi Yoshito, who had been sitting in the cave with a gloomy face, came out and looked up to the sky, with a joy that had not appeared for several days on his face. .
"You guys, aren't there just a few small planes here! Look at how hard you guys are! Those who don't know think you have surrounded me! Wait until Cheng Tietou uses a cannon to kill these little planes. Shoot down the flies, let's see how you continue to make trouble.” Li Jijin, who was hiding in the trench and looking at the sky with a telescope, cursed in displeasure.
“Hey! Don't let me run away, little fly!”
As if he heard Li Jiujin's resentment, the several fighter planes that had just pounced from high altitudes lifted up again and quickly disappeared into the white clouds.
“You really listened to the advice, but now you're scared and run away?” Li Jiujin couldn't help but be stunned.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, you see, there are even a few reconnaissance planes, so the size of the fleet this time will not be small. The front army still attaches great importance to us." A Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel stood a few meters beside Takagi Yoshito. Watching the plane disappear into the clouds, the brigade leader comforted himself.
That's a good relief, don't be so relieved next time!
Yoshito Takagi did not speak, but turned his gaze to the mountains. The smoke from the defensive positions hastily arranged by the 39th Infantry Brigade has not yet dissipated. White smoke from burning vegetation is constantly rising, making it look a bit embarrassing.
The Japanese Army Major General, who had sufficient combat experience, had a heavy expression on his face. He knew that although casualty reports had not yet been reported by each regiment and group, the casualties of the infantry under such a violent shelling would definitely not be small.
Unless the aircraft fleet is really large enough to inflict heavy damage to the Chinese artillery positions on the periphery, he really doesn't know what the final outcome of this battle will be. He knows very well that the front army will not be able to mobilize enough ground reinforcements to arrive for at least a week.
But in any case, the arrival of Army Aviation made the Chinese feel threatened. For example, the violent shelling ten minutes ago had completely stopped. Although Yoshito Takagi could not see it, he could definitely imagine the fire on the Chinese artillery positions. Panic, the thick smoke caused by the cannon fire cannot be dissipated so easily, especially when viewed from a high altitude.
At this time, if more than 60 fighters arrive, they will definitely be able to clear the Chinese artillery positions with high quality.
As if sensing the thoughts of Major General Takagi Yoshito, not two minutes after several 'reconnaissance planes' jumped into the clouds, a thunderous roar came from the distant sky.
And the 'Hammer' who was squatting next to Tantai Mingyue on the Niangziguan defense line a few kilometers away had his ears raised high, and the hair on his neck was about to explode. For the 'Hammer' who rushed out from the battlefield of Corpse Mountain and Sea of Blood 'This is an extremely rare phenomenon.
The Guaiguai over there was waving her tail anxiously around Sister Zhuang, who had been promoted to the deputy monitor of the nursing class! From time to time, he would lower his head to the busy female corporal.
Guaiguai particularly likes this female corporal who saves the individual soldier rations of meat sticks to feed it. Due to the nature of her work, she rarely touches its head with her hands, but her eyes can tell that she likes it very much. When there is no combat mission, it I love lying next to this female corporal.
Obediently, very fierce, very smart, but it also has the excellent quality of pigs. It will never stand on your stomach, otherwise it comes from the flesh?
Eat haphazardly and lie down, two major factors are activated at the same time.
“Be good, stay good, I'm busy here!” Sister Zhuang, who was still sorting out medicines and planning to give infusions to the wounded, softly comforted the wild boar, which weighed more than 180 kilograms.
Although the appearance of Guaiguai is very different from the half-sized wild boar before three months ago. The body length has reached 1.5 meters, the tusks on the side of the long mouth have grown out, and the pig's hair has become hard and clinging to the hand, but in Zhuang's heart, This guy is still the same little guy who followed the hammer around and made a coquettish gesture to eat everyone he saw!
Especially this guy is very hardworking in the medical company. A pig can drag a wounded stretcher and run wildly on the battlefield. The pig's legs are dripping with blood without leaving the line of fire. Who doesn't like it in the medical company?
Or, Guaiguai reminded my eldest sister of the **** pig raised at home, in that small village and small home. Amidst the snoring of the **** pig urging me to eat, my father picked up the **** and went to the field. He yelled angrily at his brothers and sisters who were still sleeping in, and started the day's work!
Those good things were gone with the advent of the war. My father was gone and my family was gone. I don't know if my grandmother, who is now single, has received her letter and whether she can come to Dakouzidong Town before the New Year. Reunite with her.
“Be good!” The female corporal, who was full of worries, comforted the slightly abnormal good boy with gentle words.
“Order the whole company not to act rashly, and no one is allowed to step out of the camouflage net and bunker!” Tantai Mingyue looked at the sky in the distance, and her expression suddenly changed. Animals have the keenest intuition for danger, and it can even scare a hammer, so the entire company deserves to be more vigilant.
The cheers of the Japanese infantrymen in the Fululing area were like the waves of the sea, with each wave getting higher than the next.
Because, dozens of small black dots appeared in the sky.
The fighter plane came from the northwest of the battlefield. As time went by, it got closer and closer. Some people could even see the blood-red sun symbol on the tail of the plane through telescopes.
The violent roar of the aircraft's aero-engine became increasingly clear, like a sickle dancing wildly in the hand of death, which made people feel chilled by the sound.
Without counting, the number of Japanese aircraft is definitely more than 60, divided into ten echelons in the sky.
The fact is that there were 74 Japanese aircraft arriving. In addition to the 10 echelons composed of 6 aircraft in a row and 3 aircraft in a combat group at the front, there were also a full 14 aircraft hovering at high altitude for cover and as the finishing bombing. Formation, follow-up harvesting of targets that have not yet been bombed.
This is the largest bomber group in the history of the North China battlefield. The Japanese aircraft formation was very arrogant and began to lower its altitude from an altitude of 3,000 meters.
"Yo Xi! Although Lu Hang arrived a little late, it was still timely. Mr. Shirakawa, in this situation, what do you think we two most want to say to the Chinese at this moment?" Yoshito Takagi on the ground looked at He asked his brigade chief of staff with a smile.
“If it were me, I would definitely say to the Chinese, let the artillery fire come more intensely!” The Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel humorously replied to his boss who was obviously in a good mood.
“Haha! Shirakawkun, that's what it means when heroes think alike!” Takagi Yoshito laughed loudly amidst the roar of his own fighter planes.
The chief of staff he personally selected may have average combat capabilities, but he is definitely a wonderful person. Look at his ability to answer questions, it is really enjoyable to listen to him!
The bad mood that lasted for several days was completely gone!
Chinese, where are your cannons? Why doesn't Baga come? Aren't you very powerless? If you have the ability, come and have a blast!
Takagi Yoshito looked at the imperial eagle that had begun to swoop in the sky. Although the smile on his face was still a little restrained, deep down he was already overjoyed like a child receiving a new toy.
Yes, starting from 3 kilometers away from the battlefield, the Japanese aircraft began to dive.
The good weather provided a good enough vision, and the extremely conspicuous khaki soldiers jumping out of the trenches allowed them to see the target battlefield clearly.
A row of six Japanese planes dived downwards, and then another row, roaring and dived towards the battlefield, like eagles about to catch chickens, menacingly.
One Japanese plane dived the fastest and was located at the front of the first row of six Japanese planes.
If the Japanese planes that have begun to swoop are sharp arrows roaring towards them, then he is the arrowhead; if they are said to be eagles, then he is the King of Eagles.
Situated in the Japanese plane, the pilot of the Japanese plane, who was firmly pressed into his seat due to the acceleration of gravity, looked at the increasingly clear battlefield in his field of vision, his eyes full of anger and his face full of ferocity.
In the skies of North China, there are no Chinese aircraft, only imperial eagles soaring. This is their battlefield, their stage, and no one can challenge them directly.
The leading arrow, or the Eagle King, did not look arrogant. On the contrary, he gritted his back teeth and puffed out his cheeks, as if his wife was being **** by some Chinese on the ground.
But his flying cap is very yellow, not green at all.
Tang Tuanzuo can guarantee on behalf of the majority of Chinese officers and soldiers that although it is the ambition of the majority of officers and soldiers to kill little girls, at least for now it is only in the imagination stage and has not been implemented in practice.
The anger of the leading Japanese pilot basically came from his own aggrievedness about the current situation.
As the most talented ace pilot of the Provisional Aviation Corps, Iwamoto Tetsuzo, who was born in the naval aviation, has proud military exploits. In last year's Songhu Battle, one person shot down 4 Chinese fighter jets, becoming the potential ace pilot of the naval aviation at that time.
Originally, he had a promising future in the naval aviation, but everything began to change when he fell in love with the daughter of an army colonel.
He knew that the feud between the navy and the army had been going on for a long time, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even fall in love with the daughter of the army's Malu. Being ostracized, he was furious and transferred from Hainan Airlines to Army Airlines through the operation of his future father-in-law.
Originally, he was thinking about Lu Hang, who was rampant in Malu. His proud eagle should not be held up as if its wings were inlaid with gold?
As a result, the most glorious person in North China Air Force turned out to be Captain Sasaki, known as the "Phoenix", a guy who lost battles immediately after setting out. This was simply an insult to the eagle in the sky.
Even in this battle, when I heard that Captain Sasaki's fighter plane returned due to engine failure, many pilots lamented on the public communication channel, which made the arrogant Tetsuzo Iwamoto almost crazy.
Then let him, the eagle in the sky, lead these stupid guys to teach the Chinese a lesson! Show them what it means to be an ace pilot, not just survive a humiliating escape.
The Fourth Army's air defense is very sharp. He knows this information, but so what?
The speed of his fighter plane has reached the top speed of 350 kilometers per hour. As long as he is given ten seconds, he can reach the attack position. First, he will use the machine gun to shoot at the dark blue that can be seen in the field of vision, and then find the final target. With the best time and position, he dropped the heavy bomb under the belly of the plane, thus blowing the Chinese's futile counterattack to pieces. Then he drew a beautiful arc and returned to the battlefield, continuing to use the bombs under the wings and bombs. Machine guns brutally harvested Chinese lives.
Their anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns may be able to catch up with sparrows, but they will certainly not be able to catch up with the soaring eagle. Japan's ace pilots have this confidence.
His confidence was actually not blind. In that time and space, this Japanese army aviation captain was known as Japan's three ace pilots. After setting a record of shooting down 14 fighter planes on the Chinese battlefield, he moved to the Pacific battlefield, and even more Created an impressive record of shooting down 80 American fighter jets.
This record can even be tied with the German ace pilot Hartmann, known as the "Black Devil"!
It's just that the little butterfly is coming in the future, and times have changed!
The setting autumn sun, although very gentle, is still dazzling. It shines on the metal fuselage of the swooping Japanese aircraft, like a golden cloak on the eagle that has stretched out its claws.
That scene is so cool!
The Japanese infantrymen on the ground seemed to have taken a lot of medicine. They were shouting and shouting, almost throwing their life-saving helmets into the sky to cheer the arrival of the Imperial Eagles.
Soon, they were stunned by a group of aircraft that were heading from east to west and had a height higher than that of the Imperial Eagle. They also started to dive.
The sudden sense of being taken seriously made the Japanese infantrymen not know how to express their feelings. At least, cheering hoarsely was not enough.
Baga's, there must be more than 100 planes here and there combined! No, it's at least 120!
More than 100 fighter planes came to help, how much attention should be paid to them!
If it were not for the fear that the grenade grenade would hit one of their own people on the head, many Japanese grenade launchers would have wished to use the small iron rod in their hands as a salute.
The Japanese infantrymen, whose happiness came too suddenly, did not know that the Japanese pilots who had already begun to dive could not see the group of planes diving towards them from high altitude.
Otherwise, the birds and beasts will scatter immediately!
Baga, that's Maozi's Yin-15 fighter. It's different from the 96 fighter. Can't you idiots who only deserve to stay on the ground see it?
Japanese infantryman: In my opinion, aren't all gray machines the same?
(End of this chapter)
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