When the little Japanese pilots stationed at the airport heard the explosion of the artillery shells, they were still happily having dinner at the airport. When the sound of the shells came one after another, the little Japanese immediately put down their bowls and started to make a commotion.
"Quick, quick, everyone, dispatch the fighter planes!"
The commander of the Little Japanese Flying Team, Urawa Otomo Shaozuo, heard the sound of the cannon and threw down his bowl. He shouted loudly at the pilot who looked like a headless fly with a livid face, and then rushed to the airport, preparing to save the fighter plane under fire.
The group of little Japanese pilots followed him towards the airport as if their buttocks were on fire.
"Eye call No. 1! A group of little devils are rushing towards the plane. The current coordinates are 178-180!" Pony Ma, the observation post on the walkie-talkie, loudly reported the latest developments.
"The target is centered at 160-180, and each door fires three rapid salvos at intervals of 30 meters!" Gao Jianwu received the message, took a look at the distribution of the Little Japanese fighters, and immediately changed his tactics. The commander had just taught how to adjust Zhuyuan's fixed-point coordinates. The gunner in the attack mode adjusts the slight angle based on the previous round and starts a round of covering bombardment on the target area!
Xiu Xiu Xiu fired a burst of rapid fire. In less than 20 seconds, a full 15 shells formed a coverage of more than a thousand square meters.
"Lie down, lie down!" Urawa Otomo commanded desperately when he heard the scream of artillery shells in the sky.
There were violent explosions one after another, and bombs fell and exploded next to the little Japanese pilot. The scattered bomb fragments were surging around like a dense swarm. Even lying on the ground was of no use. The more than 20 people who rushed out The little Japanese pilots, most of whom were pricked with bullet holes by the explosive shrapnel, went to see their master while wailing!
The few who happened to be right next to the impact point of the shells were torn to pieces and died without any intact bodies.
Urawa Otomo and several Japs pilots were lucky enough to hide in the gaps between the shells and survived the first wave of covering bombardment.
It's just that the few fighter planes around him are scarred everywhere, and they are about to die.
Urawa Otomo gritted his teeth and climbed up and went straight to the fighter jet at coordinates 120. The remaining pilots also chose their targets and scattered.
"Eye call number 1! There is a Japanese pilot at coordinates 120, 148, and 182 who is about to board the plane." Pony on the walkie-talkie reported loudly, staring at Urawa Otomo for some unknown reason.
"Concentrate fire at the 120 coordinate position!" Gao Jianwu ordered without hesitation. At this time, he was rushing for time and could not save ammunition.
The gunners of the five mortars nervously adjusted their positions according to the new coordinates provided by Gao Jianwu, and soon fired a new salvo.
Over at the airport, Urawa Otomo, who had just climbed onto the fighter plane, watched in despair as five small black dots dropped from the sky and screamed in his direction. There were five violent explosions, and Urawa Otomo only felt the fighter plane shaking. Like a drunkard, it first rolled over in the explosion shock wave, and then in the ensuing explosions, the wings of the fighter plane cracked and penetrated into small holes everywhere.
In despair, Urawa Otomo had no time to react as the overturned fighter planes were hit by a group of bomb fragments. The splashing shrapnel exploded at close range and directly hit him in the face, almost instantly killing this little boy. Red and white things popped out of the devil's head, and he didn't even have time to grunt, and he ended up with this little devil full of crimes.
How arrogant he was when he was bombing Heyuan, and how miserable his death is now!
As the fuel tank on the fuselage was broken and ignited, the fighter tipped over and soon triggered an explosion, which suddenly submerged the little Japanese Nakajima-1 fighter in a sea of fire.
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Following the guidance of the forward observation post, Gao Jianwu directed his artillery to continuously focus fire and bombardment, plowing through the entire area where aircraft were parked at Jinyang Airport with artillery shells. Among the 28 fighter jets of various types parked at Jinyang Airport, except for 3 The Japanese pilots forced them to take off and fled to the sky. There was nothing they could do. All 25 aircraft on the ground were destroyed by Gao Jianwu's mortars!
Such a brilliant result is comparable to the world-famous attack on Yangmingbao!
Compared with his predecessors, Gao Jianwu's method was more efficient and was completed in more than ten minutes. By this time, most of the little devils had not had time to react.
Takahashi Dazhuang, who was guarding the airport, was squatting in a bunker and shivering. He only kept scolding the artillery team for counterattack. He was originally a third-line commander, and the airport garrison was not a field force. At this moment, several gunners from the artillery team were Efforts are being made to calculate the observed impact points of the artillery shells and to reverse the firing positions.
"Eye calls No. 1, the goods have been collected! Repeat, the goods have been collected!" On the other side, Gao Jianwu has received the latest battle situation reported by Xiao Ma.
"Received on the 1st! Eyes retreat and go to the designated location!" Gao Jianwu replied.
"Eye received! Retreat immediately." The four-person team at the front stated that they packed up their things and began to quickly leave the observation position.
"Destroy the mortars and retreat!" On the artillery position, Gao Jianwu put away the handset of his mobile phone and ordered to the commandos.
"Commander, let us all take away such good mortars. Even if we don't need them this time, we can leave them to our brothers." Song Tiecheng looked at the intact mortars and was really reluctant to use grenades. Destroyed.
"We need to march more than 20 kilometers in a hurry to pick them up and take them away. The burden on the brothers is too heavy." Gao Jianwu shook his head. "Besides, how can we take the gun barrel away now that it's still so hot?"
"It's okay, Commander, we have a way." The gunners of the commando team were reluctant to destroy these sophisticated mortars. They took out their own water bottles and poured water on the barrels. Although this cooling mode would greatly affect the cannon's tube life.
But I couldn’t care less at this time.
"Just throw away the gun mount and base plate, and have them build a new batch and send them over later." Gao Jianwu saw that these team members were used to living a hard life and were stingy. They really couldn't bear to throw away some good equipment, so he let them go.
The most valuable thing about this thing is the gun barrel and sight. If you throw away the bottom plate and gun mount of 5 guns, one gun barrel only weighs more than 20 kilograms. Everyone carries it on their backs and rotates it, and it will not have a great impact on the march.
Especially a big man like Song Tiecheng could walk 20 miles in one breath without taking a break while carrying a gun barrel.
Gao Jianwu finished his work and left.
At this time, in the airport, when the artillery shells were heard stopping, the ground crew of the Little Japanese rushed out in an attempt to make the final rescue despite the risk of shelling.
However, Takahashi Daizhuang waited for several minutes without hearing the artillery attack before he boldly came out of the bunker and commanded a squadron to start rushing out of the airport to search in the direction of the artillery bombardment.
The artillery team also found a sense and began to launch artillery bombardment towards Gao Jianwu's original artillery position. However, it was impossible to correct it by simply blindly firing at the position 5 miles away. This round of bombardment was destined to be a lonely artillery strike.
At the same time, in Jinyang City, the Little Japanese Cavalry Regiment received orders from Yoshio Shinozuka and finally completed preparations. More than 1,000 Little Japanese Cavalry hurried out of Jinyang City and began to gallop towards the airport.
According to the death order issued by Yoshio Shinozuka, the cavalry commander Tomiji Ishikawa of the left side was waiting to commit seppuku if he could not annihilate the attacking Eighth Route Army.
A chase unfolds under the falling night.
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