Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders - Chapter 161 A Sea of Fire
Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders
Chapter 161 A Sea of Fire"Later, in the Liangcheng blocking battle, they were beaten by our Fourth and Fifth Regiments and fled in disgrace. We wiped out more than 3000 Japanese soldiers and more than 1 Japanese cavalry.
Later, the remaining 26th Division regiment turned north to Sandaying. Along the way, our th Regiment relied on its mobility beyond their imagination to continuously harass the Japanese troops.
As a result, after the 26th Division entered Sandaying, there was no further movement until the two battalions of the nd Independent Mixed Brigade joined together, and then they boarded the train to Suicheng.
You said the Japanese were so scared, how could they dare to speed up the train?
What if we catch him and attack him again?"
Wang Dagui laughed and said, "I was wondering why the enemy cavalry were leading the way. It turns out they were scared after being beaten.
In my opinion, with the speed of the Japanese support, by the time they get to Suicheng, Kuroda Shigenori's body will have been fed to the dogs."
Wu Changkong didn't know much about the attack on Suicheng, but since the brigade commander was stationed in Suicheng, the Japanese would definitely not get any advantage.
"I will contact Captain Li immediately. Since the Japanese vanguard has appeared, the main force of the Japanese should be behind them?"
Wu Changkong quickly got in touch with the flight brigade. At Li Feijun's command, the flight formation turned and flew towards Zhuozi Mountain.
On the train just past Pingquan, two infantry regiment commanders and a field artillery regiment commander of the 26th Division were having a secret conversation in the carriage.
The commander of the 11th Regiment, Ichiro Inada, drank the wine in his glass and said in a very depressed tone,
"Everyone, our sweep in northeastern Shanxi was a failure. We were blocked by the Eighth Route Army when we returned to Suicheng.
Do you think Commander Kuroda will have any objections when we return?"
The commander of the 12th Regiment, Andahei, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and said, "What does my opinion matter? We are lucky to be able to return.
If I hadn't suggested going to Sandaoying, given the strength of the Liangcheng Tubalu, I don't know how long we would have been blocked east of Liangcheng?"
The commander of the 11th Field Artillery Regiment, Yamane Tatsuma, hesitated and said, "Commander Kuroda's order is for us to rush to Suicheng for support.
Will there be any problems if we rush over there slowly like this?"
Inada Ichiro smiled disdainfully, "Mr. Yamane, we are all infantrymen, and you are an artilleryman. If we advance at full speed and let your artillerymen fall behind and be eaten by the Eighth Route Army,
How are you going to explain this to Commander Kuroda when you get back?"
Daruma Yamane looked embarrassed and just kept drinking.
In fact, the two regiment commanders had something else to say. The Tubalu they encountered this time were too powerful. They themselves were not sure whether they could return to Suicheng safely.
If the Eighth Route Army besieging Suicheng was so powerful, by the time they returned, Kuroda Shigenori might have really died.
But orders are orders. As long as Kuroda Shigenori is alive, they must rush to Suicheng. Didn’t they see that the 2nd Independent Mixed Brigade sent out two battalions?
Anda Pingzheng drunkenly cursed, "Why did these local Eighth Route Army suddenly become so powerful?
I have been in Sui Province for two years, and even in the Wuyuan battle a few years ago, I have never encountered such a powerful Tubalu army."
"What's the point of them being so powerful? We have 5 people now. We are no longer the enemy of a few thousand people.
I don’t believe that the Tubalu can gather tens of thousands of people to besiege us in such a short time.”
The Japanese commander was eating hot pot and singing on the train, and the bomber formation led by Li Feijun also arrived as scheduled.
"The target area is approaching. The fighter squadron is searching the nearby airspace to ensure the safety of the bomber formation.
The bomber formation is preparing to descend in altitude, targeting the Japanese troop transport train and the Second Japanese Cavalry Army.
After the order was issued, Li Feijun led the B-29 bomber formation to begin descending altitude.
It's still light at six in the afternoon in summer, and the sunset glow in the sky is blood red.
The navigator sitting in the front section of the B-29 had already seen the Japanese troop transport train on the ground and the Japanese cavalry on both sides. The grenadier was preparing to drop the bomb with the help of the sight.
Five gunners controlling the bomber's 12 12.7mm machine guns were also preparing.
The B-29 is known as the Flying Fortress. Its maximum bomb load can reach 20 tons. Of course, the combat flight squadron did not carry that much this time.
The plane's altitude dropped very quickly. Wu Changkong and Wang Dagui were the first to spot the flight formation.
After they sent a signal to the flight formation, they kept looking at the sky with binoculars.
It was not until the bomber formation descended that the two men could clearly see the red sickle mark painted on the side of the aircraft.
"Da Kui, it really is our Eighth Route Army's plane!" Wu Changkong put down the telescope and said with dry eyes.
Wang Dagui didn't quite understand Wu Changkong's joy. He had never suffered much when fighting the Japanese with Wang Ye.
But when you see that the independent brigade has a flying brigade, he is still very happy, which shows that the independent brigade is developing better and better.
"Captain Wu, we have the help of the flying squadron. We will definitely inflict heavy damage on the Japanese this time!"
While the two were talking, the bomber had already reached the bombing area. As Li Feijun gave the order, the belly of the B-29 opened, and hundreds of kilograms of aerial bombs fell densely.
The Japanese cavalrymen only discovered the independent brigade's planes when the bombers were about to drop their bombs.
The noise made by the train passing over the tracks is really too loud. After going on like this for a long time, many people's ears have become numb.
The roar of the bombers became clearer as the bombs fell.
"Enemy attack, the Eighth Route Army's planes are coming, run!"
I don't know who shouted, but the Japanese cavalry, who had just been somewhat orderly, suddenly became a mess.
Many Japanese soldiers were thrown off their horses by the frightened war horses, and before they could get up, aerial bombs fell.
“Boom, boom, boom…”
The bombers dropped their bombs very quickly, and the area several kilometers along the railway was instantly turned into a sea of fire.
The strong shock wave blew the Japanese soldiers on the periphery dozens of meters away, and they were already dead by the time they landed.
After all, the number of the enemy cavalry was too large, and those who were lucky and fast enough could barely survive.
All the Japanese soldiers who were on the train suffered. They struggled to open the door of the train, but what greeted them was an endless flame.
It only took a few seconds for the Japanese in a train car to be burned to charcoal.
The Japanese soldiers who did not open the car doors died even more miserably because of the intense burning of the incendiary bombs, the surrounding air was quickly sucked out, and many of them suffocated to death.
Wu Changkong, who was far away, did not expect the bomber to be so powerful. He turned his head with a stiff neck and looked at Wang Dagui.
"Da Kui, is this really our plane?"
Wu Changkong was not an ignorant man. When his National Government was fighting the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, air bombings were common, but he had never encountered one with such great power.