Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders - Chapter 171: Destroying the Japanese Flying Regiment
Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders
Chapter 171: Destroying the Japanese Flying RegimentThe Japanese fighter planes that didn't have time to react were blown up in mid-air, and the remaining Japanese fighter planes fled in panic, but unfortunately they were too slow.
The best speed of me262 is over 800 kilometers per hour, so the Japanese fighter planes have no chance of escaping.
The fighter planes of the independent brigade followed the Japanese fighter planes, firing continuously with 30mm machine guns.
The "da da da" sound was like a death warrant, making the Japanese's head numb, and the screams of "Flax Belt" continued to ring out.
On the ground, soldiers from both sides looked up at the battle in the sky. The Japanese soldiers' faces changed from joy at seeing the plane appear to horror after the plane was blown up.
The sudden change left the Japanese soldiers no time to react, and all of them had a look of confusion and bewilderment on their faces.
The Japanese brigade commander, Matsuyama Heijiro, had shaking hands and couldn't even hold the telescope steady.
"Okamoto-kun, am I dreaming? Why are the Tubalu planes so powerful?"
Chief of Staff Okamoto Naruto was also trembling with fear, "Mr. Matsuyama, now is not the time to consider the flight regiment. Their failure is a foregone conclusion.
The ground forces' attack will soon be launched. It is obvious that we all underestimated the real strength of the Eighth Route Army.
The defeat of the Mongolian Army should have alerted us, but unfortunately we realized it too late! "
"It's not too late!" Matsuyama Heijiro roared, "We will order the troops to retreat immediately. As long as we are fast enough, the Eighth Route Army will have no way to stop us!"
"Yoshi!" Okamoto Dacheng said happily, "Matsuyama-kun is indeed very different from ordinary people. He immediately turned around once he found something unusual!"
Matsuyama Heijiro barely managed to save his face, "Hurry up and turn around. Fortunately, the Eighth Route Army fighter planes didn't come down to chase us, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable!"
This air battle covered a wide area, and many people saw the fierce fighting. The area around Yu County was basically the territory of the Eighth Route Army.
But there were still the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and the National Salvation Army of the Kuomintang government around.
When the Japanese brigade came and went in Yu County, these forces kept an eye on the situation.
I laughed as I watched. The Eighth Route Army expanded very quickly during this period. It not only drove the Japanese out of northwest Shanxi, but also continuously squeezed the territory of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and the National Army.
So when these people saw the Japanese brigade advancing into Yu County, they all gloated.
Everyone knew that the main force of the independent brigade was in Sui Province and fighting a decisive battle with the Japanese army stationed in Mongolia, and Yu County was left unguarded.
Once the devils took Yu County, not only would it damage the reputation of the Eighth Route Army, but they would also take advantage of the devils' weakness to suddenly attack Yu County.
Kill two birds with one stone!
Who knew that the Japanese were blocked by the main force of the independent brigade as soon as they entered Yu County?
The battle that all parties were looking forward to did not start, but instead stopped at the same time.
It was not until the flying groups of both sides appeared that everyone realized there was air support.
After the Japanese flying regiment was completely wiped out and the planes of the independent brigade flew around the regiment's position and left, the leaders of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and the National Army finally reacted.
The Eighth Route Army actually had a flying squadron, and their strength was even stronger than that of the Japanese flying regiment.
More importantly, they had never seen the independent brigade's aircraft.
"Send the battle situation here back immediately, and make sure Shang Feng pays attention to the Eighth Route Army's air force!"
Such telegrams quickly rushed in all directions along with the radio waves.
The soldiers on the first regiment's position didn't know that those planes were theirs, but when they saw the Japanese planes being blown up and shot down, they all cheered happily.
The regiment commander Wang Dabao was outside the command tent at the rear, holding a telescope and looking at the Japanese planes flying everywhere in the sky, which were hit but could not escape.
He shouted happily, "Communicator, tell each battalion and company to arrange soldiers to capture all the Japanese pilots who jumped out with parachutes. If anyone resists, just shoot them dead!"
"Yes!"
Political Commissar Liang Dezheng said with great excitement, "Captain, do you see? Those are our planes. They are so powerful.
I watched for a long time and found that no plane was damaged, so I shot down all the Japanese planes!"
Wang Dabao put down the telescope and said, "Political Commissar, don't get too excited. The flight squadron has finished its work, and now it's our turn.
Order the artillery battalion to start shelling according to the predetermined coordinates. This brigade is ours for sure!"
"Yes!"
The 12st Regiment was an independent ace force, with three battalions each equipped with Type infantry guns. The regiment also had a heavy artillery battalion directly under it.
The Japanese brigade took the main road to enter Yu County, which gave the regiment an opportunity. All the medium-range weapons had been deployed in place by trucks.
Following Wang Dabao's order, dozens of artillery pieces let out deafening roars, and shells flew out of the artillery towers accompanied by flames.
Countless white tracks in the sky drew dazzling arcs and flew towards the Japanese troops.
Matsuyama Heijiro and Okamoto Naruto had just gotten into their cars when they were roughly pulled down by the security forces. They didn't have time to get angry.
The guards pulled people to hide behind the rocks on the side of the road.
"Bagayalu, are you planning to rebel?"
The captain of the guard ran and yelled, "Your Excellency the brigade commander, the artillery of the Eighth Route Army has opened fire, we must leave immediately!"
Matsuyama Heijiro looked up at the sky and heard "boom, boom, boom..." Shells rained down on the enemy convoy.
The Japanese soldiers who received the order from Matsuyama Heijiro were blown to pieces by a barrage of artillery fire before they could even drive the car.
Countless supplies and the bodies of the Japanese soldiers were blown into the sky by the strong air waves, and when they fell down, they were either missing arms or legs.
Matsuyama Heijiro tried hard to open his eyes and looked at the hellish scene of the convoy in the distance. He was completely terrified.
He murmured, "Where did the Tubalu get their artillery?"
The bombardment lasted for half an hour, and it seemed to Matsuyama Heijiro that a century had passed. When the shells stopped falling,
Matsuyama Heijiro struggled to get up and looked at the blood-red road that stretched for two kilometers with almost no intact ground.
This professional soldier, who had served in the army for 20 years, truly witnessed the cruelty of war for the first time.
Without even seeing the shadow of the enemy, half of the warriors in his brigade had been killed or wounded.
If all the troops in this country had such firepower, he would never set foot on this land.
Okamoto Tatsunatsu saw Matsuyama Heijiro staring at the road in silence, so he had to remind him,
"Mr. Songshan, the enemy's infantry may appear at any time, so we should move in quickly!"
Matsuyama Heijiro woke up from his daze and immediately shouted, "Find the nearest military commander and break out in small teams."
"No!" Okamoto Naru interrupted loudly. It was not that he did not know the difference between superiors and subordinates, but Yu County and the surrounding areas were all the territory of the Tubalu.
Once the army is dispersed, no warrior can return to the division headquarters alive.