The Zero fighter is also called a dive attack aircraft, and the Allies nicknamed it the Zero lighter, but these are not important now. What is important is that the Zero fighter flies far away, is fast, and can hoist aerial bombs.
In fact, the P-40 fighter jets flown by the Flying Tigers can also hoist aerial bombs. However, the 40 P-40s ordered by Chongqing from the United States are reduced versions, with the hoisting brackets removed, and can only perform some combat missions such as air escort.
Putting this aside, as the three Zero fighter jets dropped the three huge aerial bombs on the charging crowd of the Japanese army group, Hashimoto Tsering finally understood why there were only three sentences in the message sent to him by Neji Okamura. 'Don't assemble the troops', unfortunately, it's too late.
Three cluster bombs exploded the charging Japanese battle group into a sea of fire. Countless small bombs covered the entire battle group indiscriminately, and some bombs even flew to the front of the 61st Army position.
In a series of dense explosions, the Japanese battle group instantly erupted into a mist of blood. Countless limbs, broken arms, noses, eyes, and heads were blown up into the air, and when they fell, they fell like rain.
The two infantry regiments turned into minced meat on the ground in the blink of an eye.
Those Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to survive cried for their fathers and mothers, dragging their mutilated bodies and desperately crawling out of the battlefield. Even if they only had half a foot left, they still had to crawl out of this hell on earth.
On the 61st Army position, Fu Zuoyi and the officers and soldiers of the 61st Army were stunned, their minds went blank.
What kind of bomb did Xie Baoqing throw?
Three bombs, two infantry regiments, and six to seven thousand Japanese were just gone?
We haven't even fired a single shot! ! !
On the battlefield of Nuoda, only the six Type 94 tanks, covered in flesh and blood, were stopped on the way to charge.
There is a Japanese soldier standing alone at the forefront. This is also the only Japanese soldier still standing on the entire battlefield.
The Japanese soldier still held the 38 cap in his hand tightly, and the Japanese military flag tied to the muzzle of the gun was in tatters and turned into rags.
There were dead and wailing mutilated limbs around the Japanese soldier. Only this Japanese soldier was covered in blood and minced meat, but he was unscathed, and not even a hair was blown away by the blast wave.
A single seedling in a hundred acres of land, this Japanese soldier became the center of attention.
The Japanese soldier stood there stupidly and turned around slowly, looking at the corpses and pieces of meat all over the ground. Walked towards the 61st Army position.
As he got closer, Fu Zuoyi heard that the Japanese soldier was actually singing.
The adjutant understood Japanese and whispered in Fu Zuoyi's ear: "He sang a Japanese folk song. The title of the song seems to be "Sakura". It probably means, come on, come on, let's go see the cherry blossoms together... "
The Japanese soldier staggered onto the 61st Army position, passed directly through the crowd of 61st Army soldiers in full view, and kept stumbling forward.
Hundreds of guns were pointed at him, but no one fired.
Just watch him go, keep moving forward, and leave without looking back.
In Hashimoto Tsering's temporary command post, more than a dozen people stared blankly at the smoke-filled but silent battlefield in front of them as if they were dumbfounded.
who I am?
Where am I?
What's going on here?
Suddenly, a gunshot sounded.
Everyone suddenly woke up and looked at Hashimoto Tsering.
"boom"
There was another gunshot, and Hashimoto Tsering fired a second shot into his other thigh, his body swayed and he held on to the tree trunk that served as a pillar.
The people in the command post looked stupidly at Tsering Hashimoto who shot himself in the thigh. They didn't understand why he shot in the thigh, but no one stepped forward to stop him.
Could it be that General Hashimoto wanted to wake himself up with pain, or was he annoyed that he had come to China?
Amid speculation among the officers and soldiers at the command post, Hashimoto Tsering raised his gun again, this time aiming it at his temple.
Still no one stepped forward to stop Hashimoto Tsering.
With the muzzle of the gun pressed to his temple, Hashimoto Tsering pulled the trigger without hesitation.
With a bang of gunfire, Hashimoto Tsering's body hit the big tree he was supporting, paused, and then fell to the ground with a thud in the dust.
Several frightened flies circled around Hashimoto Tsering's head and then fell down again. One fly landed triumphantly on the shining golden general star on Hashimoto Tsering's shoulder.
Following Tsering Hashimoto's suicide, more than a dozen gunshots rang out in the Hashimoto brigade command post. The only telegraph operator who did not want to commit suicide was ordered by Tsering Hashimoto's chief of staff to send the final message to the Japanese Army Headquarters in North China. A telegram was later shot away, and Hashimoto Tsering's chief of staff subsequently shot himself.
"Datong has fallen. Xie Baoqing's aircraft assisted in the battle and dropped three powerful bombs on our army. All Hashimoto's brigade has been loyal to the emperor. The brigade leader committed suicide. Chief of Staff Koizumijijiro's last words."
With this telegram in hand, Neji Okamura drove away everyone in the office and sat dejectedly on his chair, his mind going blank.
This is the outcome Neji Okamura least wants to see. At this moment, he is even afraid of receiving news from Jingxing.
Losing another city, the Japanese army's successive defeats in the northwestern Shanxi region have completely disrupted Okamura Neji's rhythm. Now even if peace talks with Chongqing can be launched, Japan is already in a very unfavorable situation.
The cards in Okamura Neji's hand are getting fewer and fewer.
If the fight continues like this, I am afraid that the Japanese army will face a complete defeat on the Chinese battlefield, and perhaps not even the three eastern provinces can be saved.
Okamura Neiji sat alone in the office for nearly two hours. Officials who came to report and ask for instructions were blocked by Okamura Neiji's chief of staff outside the door. Deputy Chief of Staff Yamada Sorun was so angry that he told his attendants Zhang jumped on his feet, pointed at the nose of the chief attendant and yelled: "Baga, I have urgent military information and I need to ask the commander for instructions immediately. If you delay the opportunity to fight, you will commit suicide..."
At this time, the door of Okamura Neiji's office suddenly opened. Okamura Neiji walked out of the office expressionlessly, glanced at Yamada Surang who was roaring, and said in a deep voice: "If it's Jingxing military situation, order them to hold on If you don't come out, you can't engage in a head-on battle with Xie Baoqing's troops. If you can't hold on, you can abandon Jingxing and retreat to Shijiazhuang to wait for reinforcements."
"Ah?" Yamada Surang was stunned.
The other people were about to step forward to report when Neji Okamura waved his hand impatiently: "We'll talk about your matters later. Prepare a car for me, I want to go out."
The chief attendant hurriedly ran to prepare the car for Okamura Neji. After Neji Okamura got into the car, the chief attendant carefully asked: "Your Excellency, Commander, where are we going?"
Okamura Neiji said with a dark face: "Dongxinglou Restaurant."
