Chapter 212 It's Our Turn to Lick the Ground

From the data on paper, the first show of the Air Force Division 1 was perfect, and the enemy-to-us casualties ratio could be described as heaven-defying.

Such results were naturally inseparable from the hard practice of the pilots. Of course, we also have to thank the brainless paramecium army led by Reizo Ishida.

If they had not voluntarily given up the altitude and put the escort mission behind them, the casualties of the soldiers of the Air Force Division 1 would definitely not be so light.

Although the shooting data includes a large number of bombers, as long as they are shot down, it counts as a record, not to mention that the novices have accumulated combat experience.

As for the five pilots who were shot down, they were driving three Hurricanes and two Gladiators respectively.

The two Gladiators were shot down by the devils with self-defense aircraft machine guns when intercepting bombers. Although the Type 97 heavy bomber cannot compare with the B17 Flying Fortress in terms of protection and firepower, it is still a heavy bomber after all.

They are equipped with 3-5 aircraft machine guns, and they still have some combat effectiveness after forming a formation.

Fortunately, Fang Ziyi led the team to break up the enemy's formation, and the Red Sun rockets played a big role in attacking the bomber formation.

With the means of long-range attack on the Type 97 heavy bomb, the soldiers can avoid close contact with the enemy.

It's a pity for the other three Hurricanes. Theoretically, they have the advantages of height and performance, and they also have the bonus of B&Z tactics, so they are basically impossible to be shot down.

At the beginning of the battle, the Hurricane not only carried rockets, but also aerial bombs. Although the military virtue is very abundant, the large amount of ammunition affects its own maneuverability.

Aerial bombs cannot be thrown casually, after all, there are friendly forces below. Rockets cannot be fired casually, because they are not guided. If they are empty, they will become a heavy blow to friendly forces.

However, these weapons are now useful, and there are tens of thousands of Japanese army waiting ahead.

After the air battle, Captain Wang Hai looked at his comrades who parachuted. Then he picked up the communicator and issued a new combat mission in the channel.

"Next we go to Xinxiang! Destroy the enemy's airport!"

"If there are any targets worth attacking along the way, I will temporarily arrange tactics. All actions are under my command, let's go!"

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Ninth Army, battlefield command post.

Pei Changhui's attitude towards the Eighth Route Army is much better than that of Guangtou, Yan Laoxi and Shengdi Dibi. He is a soldier who really insists on the united front.

When he was promoted to the commander of the Ninth Army last year, the troops had many opportunities to contact the Eighth Route Army.

Facing a team that sincerely fought against the war, he did not create friction. Instead, he provided aid to the Eighth Route Army many times, and even had a good personal relationship with many senior generals.

At this time, Commander Pei was holding the phone in his command post, his face full of shock.

"What? Tell me again? The Eighth Route Army? You kid are not kidding me!"

On the other end of the phone was the frontier observation post of the 42nd Division. A regiment commander shook the dirt and moved the microphone away from his ear, as if the sound of the devil's artillery shells was not as loud as the voice of his own commander.

"It's already late, how can I have the heart to joke with you!"

"Just now, two parachuted pilots landed on our regiment's position, and they said they were from the Eighth Route Army."

"Now my guard platoon is escorting them to your command post. If you have any questions, please ask them in person. I'm going to hang up first, the Japanese are about to attack again!"

Ten minutes later, the two instructors from the aviation school were escorted to the command post of the Ninth Army by a dozen soldiers.

Facing these pilots who came to reinforce, Commander Pei took the initiative to salute, and then said eagerly:

"Two brothers, thank you for your hard work! I, Pei, swear to heaven that I will send you back to the 129th Division after the battle. As long as I am still alive, you will be the honored guests of our army!"

"Come here! Bring two clothes! How can you not have any eyesight? Can't you see that they are sweating!"

The flight suit has excellent warmth retention, but it is naturally a bit redundant when coming down from the sky. The two instructors took the casual clothes handed over by the guards and then came to the map.

"Captain Pei, our Air Force 1st Division is about to launch an attack on the Japanese ground forces, and there is a high probability that we can deal with some of the devil's heavy artillery and armored forces."

"I hope your unit can cooperate appropriately to dampen the enemy's spirit."

After hearing the three words "Air Force 1st Division", Pei Changhui widened his eyes. It was precisely because he had a certain understanding of the Eighth Route Army that he felt that this matter was very dreamy.

It was simply too outrageous to take out an air force of a division for no reason.

"Okay! Don't worry! Although the Ninth Army is not a direct force, my brothers are not just eating dry rice!"

"Pass my order! The 47th, 54th and the newly formed"

Before he finished speaking, bursts of explosions came from afar. At the same time, the devil's heavy artillery also silenced.

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Licking the ground is a profound knowledge.

The premise of all this must be that one's side has gained air superiority. The dead ghost Ishida Reizo has taught everyone a vivid lesson with his own end.

Normally, air forces will select targets for bombing based on reconnaissance intelligence.

These targets are usually deep in the enemy's territory, including important facilities such as heavy artillery positions, supply centers, and air bases. The purpose of the operation is to destroy the enemy's manpower and to undermine morale.

When the soldiers of the First Air Division came to the sky above the 35th Division of the Japanese Army, Captain Wang Hai saw the panic of the Japanese.

It would be difficult for anyone to remain calm if they knew that hundreds of their own planes were shot down one by one by unfamiliar enemies.

Moreover, they knew their own affairs well. The two divisions attacking the Zhongtiao Shandong Line carried almost no anti-aircraft weapons. After all, in the minds of the Japanese, the defenders of Guosu had no planes.

Instead of carrying those bulky anti-aircraft guns, it would be better to carry more shells. Even if the anti-aircraft guns can be laid flat, the power is not as great as howitzers or mountain guns.

It's a pity that Captain Wang Hai didn't know these things. In his mind, the threat of the Japanese field air defense was not low.

The Japanese ground air defense forces not only had small-caliber anti-aircraft guns such as the Type 96 and Type 98, but also two large ones, the Type 11 75mm and Type 14 105mm.

If you are unlucky, you can even encounter the Type 99 88mm anti-aircraft guns and the Type 1 37mm anti-aircraft guns that imitated Sandezi.

For safety reasons, Captain Wang Hai decided to test the anti-aircraft firepower of the 35th Division by himself.

From the perspective of the devils, a strange single-wing fighter began to dive. Without a coordinated command, several Type 92 heavy machine guns fought on their own and began to shoot at the sky.

A squad leader pulled out his command knife. He had a bandage with the words "must win" on his forehead. He looked crazy and kept urging his soldiers to execute his orders.

"35 degrees left! An enemy plane! Flying towards our army! Shoot in the air!"

"Baga! Bring the ammunition!"

The bullet plate of the Type 92 heavy machine gun was too short, and it was impossible to fire continuously during air defense. In addition, Showa air defense relied entirely on roaring, and this poor firepower had no effect on Captain Wang Hai.

The Spitfire fighter was very graceful in the air, like a nimble war eagle.

It avoided the firepower network that was not threatening at all, and solved an artillery position with a Red Sun rocket.

In order to confirm once again that the enemy really had no reliable anti-aircraft weapons, he used the Western gun and the aircraft machine gun to shoot at the crowd at the moment of ending the dive.

Six flames passed through the group of devils like long whips, and blood mist splashed and flesh flew everywhere.

This brutal scene immediately shut up the little days that were still howling like ghosts and wolves. They didn't even seize the opportunity to fight back, allowing the Spitfire fighter to leave the battlefield easily.

After finishing a ground attack, Captain Wang Hai returned to the formation. He picked up the communicator and said:

"No anti-aircraft weapons have been found so far. Fighters are scattered and responsible for vigilance to prevent possible reinforcements from the enemy."

"All hurricanes are allowed to perform free raid missions and shallow dives are approved. I give you five minutes, remember to keep half of the bombs and machine gun bullets."

There are two types of ground attack missions. The first is to carry out wave bombing on established targets. The target of this combat mission is mainly the enemy's artillery and reserve forces.

The other is the free raid mission that Captain Wang Hai just mentioned. This mission targets all targets that hinder one's own combat operations, that is, whatever is threatening will be hit.

Shallow dive impact is an attack method used when the enemy's air defense is not strong.

Usually, the dive starts at an altitude of 1000~2000 meters, and the angle is generally 50~20 degrees. In this mode, the bomb can also be released at the lowest possible altitude, all to ensure the hit rate.

Under the rotation of dozens of Hurricane fighters, the artillery positions of the 35th Division were in a mess, and even several precious 105mm heavy guns were destroyed.

After a while, the division commander Harada Yukichi got the damage report. The old devil's eyes were full of anger, almost biting his teeth.

"Send a telegram to His Excellency Okamura Yasuji! Tell him that the 35th Division has been attacked by the enemy! The large-caliber heavy artillery has been almost completely lost."

"Request the support of fighters! Otherwise, the eastern line of Zhongtiao Mountain will be difficult to conquer!"

"When the enemy has reinforcements, the previous deployment will be all over!"

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Zhongtiao Mountain East Line, the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade.

At this time, Hanaya was very depressed, and there was no sharpness before departure. He led his troops far behind the two divisions, and set off later than the Army Aviation.

Although the road from Xinxiang to Jiyuan is very suitable for cavalry, it is now a large-scale battle, and the cavalry rushing up is no different from a live target.

Their brigade has to wait for the two divisions to defeat the enemy's defense line head-on, and then it will be time to reap the harvest.

The advantage is naturally safety. There are fewer accidents without going to the front battlefield, and he is definitely indispensable for the results of the battle. It's a pity that he can't directly participate in the battle when he comes to the front-line troops. It's more or less boring.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard in the distant sky.

As an old devil with rich combat experience, Hua Guzheng immediately realized one thing, that a large number of planes were approaching the position of the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade.

He looked at the watch on his wrist in confusion, and then called the communicator.

"Is there any news from the front line? How come the Army Aviation came back so quickly? It's only been half an hour, their speed is too fast."

After thinking for a moment, Hua Guzheng raised the telescope in his hand and looked at the sky. Nearly a hundred aircraft of various types were seen flying in an attacking formation from a distance.

Although he did not recognize those aircraft, he knew they were definitely not his own.

After all, both the North China Front Army and the supporting Kwantung Army had long since eliminated biplanes.

Just when he was about to give the order, the communications trooper came running from a distance. This man looked panicked, and he knew something big was going on.

"Your Excellency Major General! Oh no! The three flying squadrons are almost completely wiped out! The planes of the Republic of China troops are flying towards us."

"Baga! It's an enemy plane!"

"Why didn't you notify us of such an important matter in advance! Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Japs subconsciously looked up. The unfamiliar aircraft had already begun to lower their altitude and pounced on their position.

"Spread out, spread out! All soldiers evacuate!"

"Enemy plane! Enemy plane!"

Hua Gu was heartbreakingly reminding the people around him that he had no time to think about why the Republic of China still had planes to support Zhongtiao Mountain.

On plain terrain, there is no shelter. Even if the troop formation is relatively dispersed, the casualties faced by the enemy aircraft fleet will not be small.

The soldiers of the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade reacted instantly, and everyone looked for hiding places such as rock walls and hillsides. Some Japanese soldiers even gave up their horses and ran away on their own.

Although they had trained on how to deal with airplanes, this was an open terrain, not to mention the encumbrance of horses underneath them.

At this moment, both biplane and monoplane fighters began to dive. This scene made Hua Guzheng's expression change drastically, and he hurriedly controlled his horse to avoid it.

A sharp whistling sound sounded, followed by overwhelming aerial bombs.

"Boom boom boom!"

The bomb fell in the queue of the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade, sending huge shock waves and shrapnel flying around starting from the center of the explosion.

The nearby Japanese soldiers fell down in pieces in an instant, and the pieces of meat, horse corpses and stones were violently lifted up, and then melted in the air.

The ground was shaking under the aerial bombs.

Most of the Japanese soldiers gave up their war horses and threw away their weapons. They only hated their parents for not giving them an extra leg.

But even if you can dodge aerial bombs, you can't dodge machine guns and aircraft machine guns. In less than five minutes, thousands of Japanese were killed in the air raid.

The fighter jets of the First Air Division flew past and flew towards Xinxiang without looking back, leaving only stumps on the ground.

Five minutes later, Hua Gu was being dug out of a ruin by his adjutant. Looking at the battlefield in front of him, he was stunned.

"Tell me, none of this is true!"

After a few roars, the old devil prepared to stand up with his hands on the ground. But a desperate reality made him almost faint. His legs were broken.

"Ah! My legs!"

Come on, it’s so hard to write.