Large and small shells fell to the ground and blossomed, flying shrapnel, white firelight, strong shock waves, thick black smoke, mixed with the bodies of the little devils who were blown away, broken weapons, fragments of clothes, and broken limbs, mixed in the air, forming a complex, which made Xiaodao's team a mess.

Squadron Leader Kodao was relieved of a quick-eyed herald and pressed him to the ground at once. Xiao Dao only felt that the earth was falling from the top of his head, and his ears were buzzing as if they were torn apart. I didn't dare to open my eyes, and when I squinted open a slit, it was all yellow, black, and red, and nothing else was visible.

Xiao Dao had to close his eyes again.

The bombing lasted a full five minutes. In these five minutes, Xiao Dao really felt heartache, every minute, his nerves were suffering, and every minute, there were many officers and soldiers who were shattered in this gunsmoke.

The bombardment stopped, his squadron was as silent as death, and Xiao Tao wanted to get up, but there was still a herald on his body. Xiao Dao was angry and scolded: "The shelling has stopped, what are you still pressing me for." He struggled to break free from the herald's oppression, but the herald lay there motionless.

Xiao Dao took a closer look, and the young herald was covered in loess, with a large pool of blood on his back, half of his leg was gone, and there was no sign of life for a long time.

Xiao Dao felt his nerves go numb, and he glanced blankly at the squadron that once belonged to him. In the messy loess that had been ploughed by shells, more than 20 people came out of the mound one after another, and after a while, more than 20 people came out......

Xiao Dao was waiting, hoping to get more people out, but in the end, he checked, and there were only fifty-six people who could stand up......

The devil's attack attempt, Zhang Weihan and Han Xing have already seen it. Han Xing said to Zhang Weihan: "The little devil is quite fine, let the second devil drill into the cloth bag, so that he can hit it from the side and tear our cloth bag." ”

Zhang Weihan smiled and said: "The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. It's good to get into the bag, but you have to be able to resist our blows first, and if you can't resist it, don't drill into it as soon as possible. How do you want to fight? ”

Han Xing said: "Let the little devil taste our cannonballs first!" As long as the little devils are beaten down, do these two devils still need to worry? ”

Zhang Weihan nodded, so he ordered Hou Dashan's heavy artillery battalion to focus on taking care of the Xiaodao squadron, as for Liu Yishan's Imperial Cooperative Army Brigade, it depends on his appearance, if the appearance is not good, it is the same "treatment" as the little devil.

A shell from Hou Dashan's heavy artillery battalion really disabled the Xiaodao squadron, and the Xiaodao squadron lost most of it. The remaining fifty or sixty people who did not die, let alone fight again, just suffered a psychological blow, and they had to find a competent psychologist for counseling for a week.

This battle is really unfought. The squadron leader of Xiaodao gritted his teeth, waved his hand backwards, lifted the seriously injured ones who were not injured, and took care of himself with minor injuries, and withdrew to the back. As for the dead, I really can't care about it.

Liu Yishan saw that the little ghost had withdrawn, and scolded in his heart: "The little Japanese devil, he has no kind eyes, he deserves to be bombed!" They are all evildoers. Thanks to my extra heart, I didn't get into the circle, if I got in, I expected you to save it, and save a fart! You're all jumping, who do I count on to go? ”

So, he also hurriedly followed behind the Xiaodao squadron and withdrew to Liaocheng.

Song Fengqi of the second regiment of the main force saw that the Imperial Association Army and the little devils had retreated, and he couldn't just watch them retreat. Song Fengqi waved his box gun and shouted, "Machine gun farewell!" Comrades, pursuit! ”

As a result, the light and heavy machine guns of the second regiment roared in unison. Then the soldiers jumped up and chased after the buttocks of the Imperial Army, shouting loudly as they pursued: "Chase, kill, kill the little devil." "Brothers of the puppet army, surrender your guns and don't kill them!"

A squadron behind the Imperial Allied Army was wiped out in this way.

drove away the Japanese air force that came to raid Jinan and the enemy army who came to Liaocheng to make trouble, and estimated that the devils in Jinan and Liaocheng would not come to attack for a while and a half, Zhang Weihan, Han Xing and Xu Da hurriedly discussed the matter of sending troops to Nanchang.

It's better to do things sooner rather than later, today is March 13th, so you have to set aside a certain amount of time for the troops!

Hou Dashan's tank battalion had already driven to Liaocheng Airport, and 36 tanks were lined up one after another, which was very beautiful. You Qian ran over anxiously and asked Han Xing, "Commander Han, when will our tank get on the plane?" ”

Han Xing took a look, and his heart couldn't help but feel cold, he had seen the rear hatch of the Y-8-transport plane, and he had a number in his heart. If this M2 tank runs on flat ground, it doesn't notice its size, no matter how big it is, as long as it can fight devils. It's different now, if it's too big to get through the hatch, what's the matter?

"Hurry up and try it," Han Xing said to You Xiangqian, "I don't know if it can get into the plane yet, if it can't get through the door, it will be troublesome." ”

One tank after another, headed for the Y-8-transport aircraft on the tarmac. The first one was aimed at its back door. Steel and planks were erected, and they slowly drove upward.

Han Xing knew that the load capacity of a Y-8 transport aircraft was 20 tons, while the weight of an M2 tank was 15 tons, so there was basically no problem in terms of weight. One Y-8 transport aircraft can carry only one tank at a time.

The length of the cargo compartment of the Y-8 transport aircraft is 13.5 meters, the maximum width is 3.5 meters, and the maximum height is 2.6 meters. The M2 tank is 4.3 meters long, 2.24 meters wide, and 2.64 meters high. There is nothing wrong with the length and width of the cargo compartment, the problem lies in its height, its maximum height is only 2.6 meters, while the height of the M2 tank is 2.64 meters, which means that the tank is 4 mm higher than the cargo compartment.

Han Xing still has a glimmer of hope, the steering wheel still has a free trip, this cargo hold is said to be 2.60 meters high, no matter what, it has to be a few millimeters higher, with these millimeters, the tank car will enter.

But the tank got stuck while driving, and the roof of the tank was on the roof of the cargo hold. Han Xing waved his hand, and the tank stopped.

Han Xing asked Xu Da next to him: "Can the top of this cargo compartment be raised up one more piece?" ”

Xu Da didn't expect that the problem would be here, the tank car couldn't get into the cargo compartment of the 8-transport plane, it was so four millimeters. Xu Da thought for a while and said: "It really can't be improved, if it is improved, it will destroy the overall structure of the transport aircraft." ”

Han Xing was also an engineer in his previous life, and of course he knew what it would mean if the transport plane destroyed the overall structure. It seems that the road is blocked.

Han Xing hadn't spoken yet, but he was really anxious to swim forward, and said to Han Xing with a sad face: "If the tank can't get on the plane, then we will drive it to Nanchang." Sixty-four defeated, that's it, why can't you tremble! ”

Han Xing was also anxious, and yelled at him, "What are you talking about!" Nanchang is so far away, how can you drive this tank car through. By the time you arrived, the battle would have been over. Supposedly, tanks should be transported by train, but is the railway line ours? It's a little devil. You go and talk to the little devil and see if you can transport the tank. ”

In a few words, the bear had to swim forward and did not dare to squeak. Han Xing hurriedly said to Director Zhang: "Director Zhang, quickly call Director Wang Weapons Factory and Hua Di from the coaching staff to discuss this matter." ”

In a few moments, Wang Bingqi and Huadi both came running profusely in sweat.

This time in the southern expedition, Han Xing also took Walty and his coaching staff with him. This veteran tank company commander of the U country and some of his veteran tank soldiers must have a lot of combat experience, and those who are capable are teachers, and Han Xing still needs to learn from others.

Han Xing said to them: "The tank is too tall to enter the cargo door, what should we do?" Do you want to unload the spiral tower first, and then install it after getting off the plane? ”

Walty objected again and again: "No, no, it's too troublesome to install the rotating tower, and we are all debugged." If you remove it and install it again, it is time-consuming and laborious, and it is not cost-effective. ”

Wang Bingqi also objected, saying: "Dismantling the revolving tower is not a joke, our workers have to follow the plane to Nanchang, isn't that causing trouble to the troops?" ”

Han Xing discussed with them a plan while carefully observing the tank. He saw a handle on the tank cover, which the tank crew held on to when they opened the tank cover. With it, Han Xing was happy in his heart, so let's take it!

Han Xing said: "Otherwise, cut off this handle." ”

Before the others could speak, You Youxiang objected again, and hurriedly said, "No! No way! Absolutely not! The canopy of the tank is so heavy that it can be opened without being injured, but if it is injured, it will be difficult, and if it is not done well, it will hurt the lives of the soldiers! ”

"It's okay to weld it to you after getting off the plane." Han Xing said.

"That's okay, that's okay," You Qianqian hurriedly said, "as long as it doesn't delay the combat performance and general operational performance of our tanks." ”

Wang Bingqi also nodded and said, "I think it's okay, it's harmless." It's easy to cut, and it's easy to weld. ”

Walty also said, "That's a good idea. ”

Han Xing joked to You Qianqian: "How the hell did the bear die, stupid to death." ”

On the night of March 13, 1939, Han Xing led Hou Dashan's mechanized regiment of the Zhuxian Column, Liu Zhiyuan's directly subordinate regiment, Yin Zhaoli's special operations battalion, Pan Xiaoan's intelligence team, and the staff officers and relevant logistics personnel with him, and flew towards Nanchang under the cover of the J-20 fighter plane.

Why did you choose to act at night, of course, it's for the sake of secrecy!

The distance from Liaocheng to Nanchang is about 1093.5 kilometers, while the cruising speed of the Y-8 transport aircraft is 550 kilometers / h, which means that it takes two hours to reach Nanchang. A Y-8 transport plane can transport one tank at a time, 4 at a time, and the fastest, a trip in 5 hours, so it is 9 round-trips to transport these tanks. These nine round-trips, no matter how non-stop, it will take two days, and there are other equipment and officers and soldiers to transport, counting another three days.

Han Xing and his staff officers planned that the equipment and personnel would have to be transported to Nanchang in no more than five days at the earliest. In order to complete the transportation task as much as possible, Hanhang chose to mix people and goods. In modern times, it is illegal to mix people and goods in automobile transportation, but in wartime no one cares.

Nothing can be more important than winning a war.