On the positions of the Eighth Route Army regiments.
I heard the buzzing roar of airplanes ringing in my ears.
The soldiers reacted subconsciously and fell to the ground suddenly, quickly looking for rock walls, hillsides, craters and other locations to crouch and avoid.
Regarding concealment and response after the plane arrives, each unit has practiced this set of actions no less than a hundred times.
It's painfully skillful.
Almost at the same time, the company commanders of each unit shouted loudly that this was the air support of our Eighth Route Army, not the Japanese planes.
This air support was top secret, and only the company commander level was notified.
Before the new regiment's combat meeting began that day, Li Yunlong mentioned it, but Li Yunlong didn't mention it in the subsequent formal meetings.
So Chu Yunfei didn't know about air support at all.
After Chu Yunfei left at the end of the meeting, Li Yunlong communicated with several regimental commanders and asked them to notify the company level about the air support.
At this time, the soldiers all believed their company commander's words, raised their heads and stared at the fleet of aircraft in the sky, their eyes almost falling off.
Is this our air support?
The soldiers looked surprised, excited, and shocked...
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"Oh my god, Brother Yunlong, you really called for air support."
At the highest point of the mountain at the headquarters of the New Regiment, Chu Yunfei held up his telescope. Accompanied by the roar of the huge engines, the fleet of aircraft was getting closer and closer.
The shock on his face and the exclamation in his tone were not concealed at all.
Judging from the number of bombers, I'm afraid there are at least 30 bombers, followed by escorting fighter jets.
Quite professional.
It's unbelievable, unbelievable.
"Haha, do you think I'm joking?"
"Finally here, 30 bombers, enough for the 9th Brigade, the son of a bitch!"
Li Yunlong grinned from the corner of his mouth to his ears, his expression was filled with excitement, and his whole body was tense and his blood was boiling.
Zhao Gang was delighted: "Old Li, this is a perfect opportunity for you to call for air support. If the 9th Brigade had been deployed in full force from the beginning, perhaps this air support would have been wasted."
The restriction is that once the plane takes off, regardless of whether it drops bombs on the Japanese army or not, one air support is consumed.
If the 9th Brigade were to rush out from the beginning, there would be no need for air support. As long as the 9th Brigade enters the encirclement, the five regiments will be able to wipe out the Japanese.
It's just a bigger casualty.
Although the Eighth Route Army now has the upper hand, it is still in a stalemate with the Japanese.
It is not difficult to defeat or defeat the Japs, but it is still very difficult to completely annihilate the remaining Japs of the 9th Brigade.
At this time, the arrival of air support provided the Eighth Route Army with a good opportunity to completely annihilate the Japanese 9th Brigade.
Li Yunlong turned to Huang Erhu and said, "Order the cavalry to get ready. As soon as the explosion stops, rush forward to collect the corn. The infantry will follow the cavalry. Any Japanese who are not killed by the cavalry will be handed over to the infantry. You must not let any Japanese go."
"Yes!" Huang Erhu immediately picked up the phone and passed on the order.
The cavalry battalion of the new regiment, plus the cavalry company of the new second regiment and the cavalry company of the independent regiment, totaled more than 500 cavalry.
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"This is an enemy plane!"
"Order all soldiers to retreat immediately!"
Outside the 9th Brigade headquarters, before he had time to think about where the plane came from, Koshiki Toranosuke roared at the top of his lungs.
Following Koshiki Toranosuke's call, the staff officer beside him ran into the headquarters and made a call.
But it was too late.
Almost at the same time, Koshiki Toranosuke, who had been watching the sky with his binoculars, saw these bombers like flying fortresses, with the bomb bay already open.
Then, huge cylindrical cannonballs suddenly rolled down from the sky.
Koshio Toranosuke's eyes suddenly shrank into a line, and his expression changed drastically: "Baga, lie down quickly!"
The combat staff officer had just passed the order over the phone.
Huge aerial bombs fell hard like dumplings.
A sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded, and the whistling sound did not last long, followed by the overwhelming sound of aerial bomb explosions!
"Boom boom boom!"
The aerial bombs fell on the Japanese positions, and huge waves of air, accompanied by orange-red mushroom clouds, sputtered in all directions.
The Japanese at the center of the explosion were torn into pieces in an instant. Stones, soil and even the Japanese soldiers' bodies were thrown up violently, and then disintegrated in the air.
Shake the mountains.
The whole world seemed to be shaking violently.
The mushroom clouds raised by the aerial bombs swept towards the Japanese positions like a tide, and the ground fluctuated like waves.
Countless Japanese soldiers ran away with guns in hand with horrified faces, only hating their parents for missing two legs.
But there was no way the two legs could outrun the plane. The mushroom cloud soon swept over and swept the group of devils into the explosion.
Aerial bombs wiped out the ground.
The bomber dispatched this time is a B29 bomber, nicknamed the Super Flying Fortress.
At this time, the beautiful country had not yet developed the B29 bomber, and the US military only equipped the B29 bomber at the end of World War II.
It was this B29 bomber that dropped little boys on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan.
The aircraft is mainly used to perform strategic bombing and long-range bombing missions, with a maximum bomb load of 9,000 kilograms and a maximum combat radius of 2,800 kilometers.
All kinds of bombers with various performances that beat the Japanese.
In addition to 30 B29 bombers, there were also 10 escorting Saber fighter jets.
Each Saber fighter carried a napalm bomb under its belly as part of its air support.
B29 bombers dropped bombs at high altitude, while Saber fighters dived and dropped bombs at low altitude.
Accompanied by the roar of huge engines, the fighter jets approached the Japanese. Fighters flew wherever there were many Japanese.
The cylindrical shell under the belly of the plane came loose, and then...the black egg-like metal napalm bomb rolled in the air and fell towards the Japanese running on the ground.
Boom boom boom…
Circles of huge flames and black-red mushroom clouds spread and swept around.
One incendiary bomb burned half of the mountain.
The flames are raging into the sky, just like purgatory on earth
Countless Japanese soldiers were burned to ashes by the intense heat in an instant, like glass that shattered with a snap.
"Ah!" Dozens of Japs were screaming heart-piercingly.
Although these were not swept away by the fire wave, the sparks from the napalm bombs splashed on the Japanese soldiers, instantly igniting their uniforms.
The Japs took off their military uniforms while running and screaming, but it was of no use. The gasoline and white phosphorus continued to stick to their bodies and continued to burn.
Bombers and fighter jets flew through the sky, leaving only endless flames.
After dropping their bombs and napalm bombs, the bombers and fighter jets flew into the distance without looking back...
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"This is an illusion, this is not real, I must be dreaming..."
Koshiki Toranosuke looked at his own position that turned into a sea of fire in front of him, and his whole body was stagnant, like a sculpture.
His headquarters was at least 1,500 meters away from the position, and luckily it was not hit by an aerial bomb.
If the command post were 500 meters further, he would definitely be burned to ashes by napalm at this time. He could feel the heat wave from more than 500 meters away.
With just such a wave of bombing, most of his 3,000 imperial warriors were wiped out in just a few dozen seconds, which was really unacceptable to him, as if he had been mentally attacked.
The old Japanese soldier has been on the battlefield for a long time. He has seen thousands of Japanese soldiers killed in one day during the Russo-Japanese War.
But this was the first time he had seen this hellish battle scene in his life.
Of course, it's also the last time.
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"Enjoyed, this battle was enjoyable!"
At the headquarters of the Independent Regiment, Uncle Kong held up his telescope, looked at the Japanese camp that turned into a sea of fire, and laughed out loud.
He spoke loudly, so loud that the ears of Wang Yingcai, political commissar of the Independence League next to him, buzzed.
“It’s indeed quite enjoyable!”
Wang Yingcai waved his fist fiercely, his tone was excited, and then he looked confused:
"Commander, where did Commander Li call in so many bombers and fighter jets?"
Kong Jie's expression suddenly became serious: "This is the top secret of our Eighth Route Army. No one except Li Yunlong and the superior commander knows about it."
In fact, both Kong Jie and Wang Yingcai knew that the air support was probably provided by the mysterious patriotic man named Chen.
"That's right." Wang Yingcai said, "This is top secret, we'd better not talk about it."
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"It's so happy, so damn happy."
At the headquarters of the New Second Regiment, looking at the Japanese positions that had been wiped out by aerial bombs, Ding Wei looked shocked at first, and then excited.
"Political Commissar, to tell you the truth, after fighting for so many years, this is the first time that I, Old Ding, have experienced what air support is."
"It's not the first time for anyone?" Xu Shansheng, political commissar of the new second regiment, laughed, "It's just that this first air support surprised me."
"Commander, tell me, if we fight against the Japanese every time in the future."
"If you can call for such air support once, it will be much easier to fight the Japanese."
"That's a good idea." Ding Wei said with a smile, "There is no free lunch in the world. Just calling in this air support, I wonder how much it cost Lao Li."
"But..." After a pause, Ding Wei continued, "Lao Li's assistance channel has such advanced aircraft, maybe... they can support our Eighth Route Army with these aircraft in the future. By then, haha."
"You mean to form our own aviation force of the Eighth Route Army?" Xu Shansheng looked full of yearning: "I really look forward to that day."
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"Oh my God, this aerial bomb is so powerful."
From the commanding heights of the mountain, Commander Li's eyes nearly popped out when he saw the devastated Japanese positions.
Beside him, Zhao Gang, Chu Yunfei, Huang Erhu, Sun Ming and others all had shocked faces.
Another big scene!
Zhao Gang said excitedly: "Before this, I thought that this air support could kill more than 1,000 Japs at most. Looking at the situation, most of the Japs may have been killed by the aerial bombs, and the incendiary bombs, It burned half of the mountain, and it was simply too powerful."
"Old Zhao, be more confident." Li Yunlong said, "Get rid of the possibility. With this level of bombing, not to mention the devils, even the rats in the field will die ten times."
"Look, Old Li, our cavalry is up." Zhao Gang said suddenly, and Li Yunlong hurriedly raised his telescope to look.
