Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 973

Chapter 973 is too toxic!

Captain Sasaki led the silent fleet to pass through the clouds floating in the sky. The only thing that did not pass was the mountains 1,800 meters below.

This time, after Captain Sasaki, the only child in a hundred battles, imparted his war experience, no one foolishly proposed jumping from a high altitude several kilometers away to enter the battlefield.

Twelve Japanese fighter planes all maintained a tacit understanding at an altitude of 1,800 meters and arrived at the battlefield coordinates sent by the 14th Division.

At such a height, unless the Chinese have anti-aircraft guns with a caliber of 40 mm or more, there will basically be no threat to them.

As for the sky, do China still have fighter jets in North China? This is no longer within the scope of consideration of the Japanese North China Front.

It's just that at such a height, they can't see the ground clearly, even with a telescope.

Not to mention the people moving on the ground, even the burning car was as small as a cardboard box. It would be impossible to accurately drop the bomb.

Besides, there are still people from the 14th Division's Baggage Regiment on the road below. They can't send those Imperial infantry colleagues to the sky together!

Therefore, hovering at high altitude to look for Chinese troops on the mountains on both sides of the road is the correct answer.

So, under the ecstatic gaze of the remaining Japanese troops along the five-kilometer-long road, they had been waiting for a long time. A huge Japanese fleet consisting of six 96-H and 96-Fighter aircraft came to conduct unconventional operations this time.

The fleet of aircraft did not directly enter the battlefield. Instead, they hovered at high altitude for up to three times, then stayed at high altitude and dropped heavy aerial bombs hanging from the belly of the aircraft on the mountains on both sides of the road.

Fireworks exploded in the mountains and forests on both sides of the highway.

After all, the 12 fighter planes dropped aerial bombs weighing 250 pounds. It only takes one to blow up a permanent fortification, let alone an exposed mountain top.

An aerial bomb can completely destroy all living things within a 50-meter radius of the bomb's impact point.

According to conventional logic, there is nothing wrong with this cliff. When the Chinese ambush the Imperial Japanese infantry on the road, their hiding places must not be on the high ground on both sides of the road! This is the only way to suppress the Japanese infantry at the lower level, right?

"Baga! Stupid Imperial Army Aviation!" Major Moriki cursed in despair as he looked at the fleet of aircraft that were constantly circling in the sky but refused to lower their altitude to drop bombs.

At this moment, he finally understood that the Chinese could have swallowed them up long ago, but they did not launch a final attack on them, and they were not busy transporting the supplies in the truck that was almost completely controlled by them. He even had the time to light a fire with dead branches and leaves around the truck.

All of this is to prepare for the empire's fighter planes.

They want to create the illusion that the battle is continuing on the ground, so that high-altitude fighter planes will not dare to drop heavy aerial bombs on the road to avoid accidental damage.

But what is the reality? The 400 heavy troops under his command, together with the 400 escorts, had been cut into more than a dozen small pieces by the Chinese as early as an hour ago, and were suppressed by a large number of machine guns and mortars. The initiative in the battle was lost. .

The once proud and accurate marksmanship seemed so powerless under fire suppression. Whether it was infantry or grenade launchers, as long as they were discovered by the Chinese, they would bring in machine guns and rifles to suppress and strike, and even the terrifying 82 caliber mortar.

I don't know how many brave imperial soldiers died in a hail of bullets from the Chinese.

The only field radio station that could communicate with the division was blown to pieces by Chinese mortar shells along with several signal soldiers.

Major Moriki had long drawn his command sword, waiting for the last moment to come. Even if he died, he wanted to maintain the majesty of a major in the Imperial Army. At least he died heroically.

　　But I didn't expect that I had to wait for nearly an hour. Instead of waiting for death, I waited for the imperial fleet.

The roar of the aircraft engine gave the already desperate Japanese Army Major a glimmer of hope.

As a result, a bunch of idiots took it for granted and dropped bombs at a high altitude without even lowering their altitude.

Why, are they afraid that the Chinese rifles will hit them, or are they afraid that the Chinese mortars can shoot up to an altitude of 1,000 meters?

Being on the battlefield, of course he knew that the Chinese were no longer in the highlands but hiding at the foot of the mountains. The bombs dropped by those idiots from the Army Aviation Group only blew up some rocks and trees. It cannot be said that they were ineffective. A little ball is of no use.

It can only be said that desperate situations can not only surge adrenaline in the human body, but also make people's minds clear.

All of Major Moriki's conjectures were correct. The reason why the 771st Regiment was not in a hurry to completely kill the last one or two hundred Japanese troops was because they were used as shields.

Not to mention that the Japanese planes did not dare to jump from high altitudes. Even if they flew over at low altitudes, they could clearly see that the Japanese infantry in the shrinking encirclement were still resisting.

The closest distance between the two sides was even less than 30 meters. If the Japanese were so ruthless and chose to bury their compatriots with their opponents, then Brigadier Cheng would have no choice but to admit it.

Of course, Brigadier Cheng did not do anything wrong. He gathered all the heavy machine guns of the 771st Regiment in several mountain valleys. This was to guard against the ruthless Japanese planes. He also wanted to use them together with his own men to carry out strafing operations at low altitudes. of.

There is no way. No battle can be perfect. The 683 Brigade can only do its best under limited conditions to deal with the Japanese trump card. This is also the main reason why most Chinese troops can only lose in the face of the Japanese offensive.

Brigadier Cheng could only make a bet. He hoped to rescue his colleagues more than to avenge them by killing them randomly.

As a result, the Japanese military aircraft group did not even lower their altitude, but took it for granted and dropped bombs on the surrounding high mountains.

Furthermore, in order to avoid accidentally dropping heavy aerial bombs on the road, they deliberately deviated from the main battlefield. The nearest aerial bomb was as far as 200 meters away from the main infantry force hiding at the foot of the mountain.

Other than some soldiers being injured by flying rubble, this round of bombing, which could have destroyed the entire infantry regiment, had no effect at all.

The 12 Japanese planes led by Captain Sasaki actually worked very hard. In addition to heavy aerial bombs, the 96 bombers also had bombs of different sizes hung on the wings. As they circled, they basically dropped them on the road as they imagined. In the mountains and forests along the route.

With the power of this bomb, even if a blind cat catches a mouse, it can wipe out a lot of Chinese people hiding in it. Although it cannot immediately relieve the difficulties of the surrounded colleagues, it can definitely help them reduce a lot of pressure.

At least, there is no problem in letting them hold on until two lines of ground reinforcements arrive.

The Japanese Army Air Force pilots dropped all their bombs at once, circled at high altitude for several times, shook their wings, and returned proudly.

The arrogant and proud posture exposed their inner OS at this moment!

The typical domineering style of "I only want what I think, not what you think" almost caused the Japanese infantrymen on the ground to bite their back molars.

Eighteenth-generation women of the Japanese Army Air Force pilots were greeted wildly without exception, which became the last roar of the Japanese army.

So when the Japanese plane turned into a small black dot, the 771st regiment sounded the charge horn. The Japanese army, which had lost its last glimmer of hope, was no longer as ferocious as a trapped beast. Countless Japanese soldiers desperately jumped out of the temporary bunker with bayonets in hand, trying to prove their bravery with their lives on the way. , mowed down by rows of bullets.

The 683rd Brigade is no longer a three-gun unit. The ones that encircle and divide the Japanese army are mostly guard battalions directly under the brigade headquarters and several all-Japanese infantry companies. With sufficient ammunition, they have no need to save ammunition. Even if the battle is lost, Is there anything else on the cart over there?

The last resistance of one or two hundred Japanese troops faced the charge of more than a thousand Chinese soldiers, like a wave in the vast ocean, which was quickly annihilated.

Major Moriki faced the impact of three bayonets from a group of three people. He only made one blow and was pierced with two transparent holes. At the moment of severe pain, he roared loudly that he was an army major and he belonged to this convoy. Supreme Commander.

But the knife that followed pierced his chest, ruthlessly stirring it up and completely wiping out his last chance of life.

“Don't they want to capture a major-level officer alive?” This was the last thought in the mind of Major Moriki, who had the last will to survive but was still falling into the boundless darkness. But he apparently forgot that the military rank he had taken off earlier was not worn on the collar badge, and the Japanese he shouted was not within the world of these Chinese soldiers.

The three soldiers only regarded him as an ordinary Japanese invader who was stubbornly resisting. Moreover, the experience of the 511th Division's Parallel Pass battle could be conveyed within the 80th Army. Even the seriously wounded Japanese soldiers were extremely dangerous, and they had to beware of the melon grenades they hid.

In the Battle of Parallel Pass, there was a tragic scene in which the opponent quietly fired a grenade while bandaging the seriously wounded Japanese soldiers, resulting in the sacrifice of Chinese soldiers.

Killing them without mercy is the safest operation.

In the end, a Japanese baggage soldier who had completely lost his will to fight and knelt down to surrender identified him, and found Major Moriki who had been bled and drained, and his body was as pale as a pig that had gone through the process of losing its hair in a slaughterhouse.

By killing a Japanese Army major and capturing a sergeant-level saber, three soldiers unexpectedly made a great contribution.

The 771st Regiment, which completely wiped out the remnants of the Japanese army, was victorious on the battlefield, but it meant that a more difficult 'battle' had just begun.

The 772nd Regiment and the first part of the Supplementary Regiment were blocking the Japanese invaders near Majiaguai, while the Sihang Regiment and the 769th Regiment were dealing with another Japanese infantry regiment. They had less than 3,000 people, but they had to combine a group with 181 trucks. All the materials transported by the huge convoy were moved into the mountains and forests first.

That is the supply of an infantry division for one month, and it is a huge material weighing more than 200 tons. This is almost an impossible task.

"Order the entire army to first move the salt, sugar, medical, firearms, ammunition and other supplies that our army is in short supply. Food, which is heavy and not in short supply, will be put aside first." Brigadier Cheng made a decisive decision.

In addition to those who participated in the treatment of the wounded, all Chinese soldiers in the infantry company, including the cooking soldiers, participated in the transportation of materials. Like industrious little ants, they transported precious salt, sugar and other urgently needed materials. Mountain.

Because no one knows when the Japanese fleet that just left will arrive again.

Moreover, the time they spent transporting food here was paid for by the lives of their colleagues on the two front lines.

Wang Xiaoqiang of the 772nd Regiment had been fighting fiercely with the Japanese troops for more than an hour. Fortunately, the Japanese troops from Licheng belonging to the 108th Division were probably frightened by the battle half a month ago and had never carried out a strong enough attack. Most of them were Use infantry artillery to destroy defense lines on high ground.

The 772th Regiment now has sufficient artillery shells and also uses mortars to fight back. The two sides are basically in a stalemate, and the infantry casualties are still within an acceptable range.

It is also difficult for the Sixings Regiment. The highlands of the Sixings Regiment can face an infantry regiment with 12 mountain cannons from the artillery brigade, plus the infantry cannons and mountain cannons equipped by the infantry brigade and the regiment headquarters. Its artillery Equipped with more than 24 doors, a number that makes the officers and soldiers of the 921st Division go numb when they hear it.

What's even more frightening is that there is actually a squadron of tanks accompanying them. The three 89 tanks are unstoppable killers unless infantry can approach them.

Especially, due to time constraints, the Fourth Army Regiment did not have much time to build fortifications. The soldiers almost dug a shallow trench in the mountains and fields, just enough to cover their bodies to resist the artillery fire that could melt steel.

Although Tang Dao never complained about hardship or tiredness in the telegram, the commanders of the 683 Brigade who knew about it could all imagine the tragedy of the battlefield at this time.

Those comrades-in-arms are using their flesh and blood to build a defense line for them, how can they not cherish it?

Under the leadership of Brigadier Cheng who set an example, the 771st Regiment and the 683rd Brigade Guard Battalion tried their best to climb the hillside with supplies on their backs even if they were tired and lying on the ground.

Although Brigadier Cheng's military order stated that supplies are mainly in short supply, the white rice is something that every Chinese soldier does not want to give up.

Only those who have experienced the taste of hunger can understand the importance of food. More than 95% of the officers and soldiers of the 921st Division, who are children of poor farmers, have suffered from hunger.

Especially those veterans who have experienced the great transfer of thousands of miles. When their eyes turned blue from hunger, they even roasted and ate their military belts.

It's also a good thing that there was no artificial leather in that era and the belts were made of authentic cowhide. Otherwise, more people might not be able to get out of that nightmare swamp.

Under tremendous pressure, human potential is truly incredible.

Post-war statistics show that these less than 3,000 people actually moved most of the materials in the Japanese convoy to a mountain 1,500 meters away within 3 hours. On average, each person carried a load of 200 kilograms, and transported them back and forth 4 times. , the transportation mileage reaches 12 kilometers.

According to the future Chinese Army fully armed cross-country standards, the excellent standard for a 5-kilometer cross-country trip with a load of 15 kilograms is 21 minutes. But after this trip, how many people can start again?

But the Chinese soldiers who were seriously lacking in nutrition in this era did it. It took 3 hours, 25 kilograms of weight for half the distance, and 12 kilometers of pure mountainous cross-country. This is absolutely a jaw-dropping result.

Not counting this, after the battle ended at night, after a short period of repair, they still needed to transport these supplies dozens of miles away, which was also a chore.

After the war, the number of Chinese soldiers who were bedridden due to fatigue was several times more than the number of wounded soldiers who were injured on the battlefield.

The 12-fighter fleet led by Captain Sasaki "perfectly" completed the combat plan to support the friendly forces, but it did not escape the curse of fate.

But Captain Sasaki swears on his **** that this really has nothing to do with him, the lone star of the sky, and it was all done by a few Army aviation pilots headed by Captain Santen Komaki.

When the fleet of aircraft flew over the blocking position of the Four Lines Regiment, perhaps they were unwilling to accept that they were the supreme commander and did not make any achievements in this bombing. Or perhaps they felt that Sasaki was not that toxic, so Santen Komaki provided support. A foolish move by friendly forces on the battlefield.

The bombs have been dropped, what support can be provided? That is of course an airborne machine gun.

The 96H has 3 airborne 7.7mm machine guns, and the 96Z has 2 airborne 7.7mm machine guns. After the fighter planes descended, they used high-speed and low-altitude flying to shoot machine guns at the ground battlefield. It has always been the Army aviation pilots who made the Chinese army on the ground extremely desperate. weapon.

The Chinese rifles and light machine guns are completely helpless against fighters with speeds of 300 kilometers per hour.

Sasaki tried to stop him, but he still couldn't stop Captain Komaki's burning heart that looked toward death.

So, after circling for several times on the Chinese high ground, Captain Komaki piloted the 96 fighter jet and took five others with him. They were divided into two groups and jumped into the low altitude from 2 kilometers away. Under the expectant eyes of Major General Fudo Nagago, he rushed Several highlands to China.

When reaching 800 meters in front of the high ground, the 7.7mm machine gun on the fighter plane opened fire wantonly.

Visible to the naked eye, bursts of smoke and dust are rising from the Chinese position!

“Yo Xi! The Imperial Eagles have finally shown their edge!” Gu Teng Changjian changed his tune in an extremely rare way, praising the idiots he had just scolded not long ago.

But the smile froze before it appeared for three seconds.

This is probably the second time that the Japanese Army Major General's expression has froze. Maybe he has the potential to be a sculpture, but he just needs to be plastered with plaster.

The Fourth Line Regiment is not the 771st Regiment. The two machine guns and 12 anti-aircraft machine guns of the 2nd Artillery Company have been standing ready.

The height of Japanese planes that swoop into low altitudes is no more than 600 meters at most. Especially since they dare to fly over the top of the mountain in a swagger without even the intention of pulling up. Isn't this just a somersault on the back of a tiger?

Otherwise, the toad is playing with the frog. It looks ugly but plays tricks! It suits them quite well.

As the flames burst out, the leader's towering Captain Komaki's plane instantly erupted into thick smoke.

　　'It doesn't matter whether you die or not, my reputation is firmly established again! ' Captain Sasaki, who was hovering in the sky and looking at the battlefield below, sighed.

It's too toxic! Several other Japanese pilots had beads of sweat on their foreheads!

There are anti-aircraft guns and an unknown number of anti-aircraft machine guns hidden in this broken ravine. Do you dare to believe it?

(End of this chapter)

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