On the rocking armored car, Mo Dongshan passed by Shangcangli, an important town marked on the map, with a cigarette in his mouth. After passing through here, the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info pass through a barren mountain range, along the narrow plain between the mountains, you can go straight to the important town of Xianxing.

Mo Dongshan's unit, as well as other surrounding units, received the same order to capture Hamhung and complete the encirclement of the Japanese 5th Army before nightfall.

"God really doesn't let us be comfortable, this is so decent, forcing us to finish the two-day journey in one day." He took a deep breath, highlighted a cloud of smoke, and grumbled to his men.

"But isn't it, we still have a car to travel, look at the brothers over there, unlucky to die." The soldier standing beside Mo Dongshan pressed the butt of the Weiyuan 2 machine gun on the armored car with one hand, smiled and nodded into the distance with his chin.

There was a whole battalion of infantry resting there. They may have been racing along the road since last night, and they didn't take part in the fight, so they made it all the way here.

There were nearly 500 people sitting in the open space, some smoking, some sleeping back to back, and it was obvious that the two-legged force was exhausted, and no one looked up at the friendly troops passing by.

"It's a really good thing." Feeling his superiority, Mo Dongshan squeezed out a smile and said to his subordinates.

The subordinate nodded, put his arm on the machine gun and teased: "It's just a bit of fuel consumption, if it weren't for the three barrels of gasoline sent by car No. 2, we would still be waiting in Daxing." ”

"Ha, I'd rather wait for gasoline in Daxing." Mo Dongshan is a person who has really been on the battlefield, he will not miss the bloodshed and cruelty, and he hopes that he can hide as far as he can.

The two men chatted with each other, and the armored car drove past the infantry battalions that were crowded in the distance. Immediately after them, they saw some cavalry scattered on the road, and also saw a convoy of cars that stopped to rest.

The carriages of these car convoys were loaded with ammunition and fuel to support the armoured units fighting further forward.

While the Ming army has improved its combat mobility and firepower, it is also doubling its own material consumption. In the past days, these fuels and ammunition may have been at least the supplies of a military-level unit.

"It's a luxury. Those guys driving tanks are literally drinking gasoline. Mo Dongshan looked at these materials hoarded on the side of the road and sighed as he should.

In fact, it's not just him, anyone who sees such a huge supply must sigh from the bottom of their hearts. After all, these things are indeed spectacular, and they occupy a lot of valuable car equipment of the Ming army.

"More than fifty trucks, it's really ...... Exaggeration. Platoon commander, when will we have so many supply vehicles, it's cool. The subordinates also looked at the vehicles with envy on their faces and spoke.

"Isn't it, when the ammunition is carried by the car, and when you are in a hurry, you will sit in the car, how comfortable it is." Another soldier, holding his rifle, agreed.

"Envy and envy, forget it...... How many cars do you think we people are worth giving? Give us ten more cars, and we can still fight two infantry platoons? Mo Dongshan gave the veteran who spoke later, and laughed loudly and cursed.

The veteran rubbed his buttocks, didn't care, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily, our platoon, a squadron on the dog day, is more than enough!" ”

Ignoring the poor men, Mo Dongshan inhaled the remaining cigarette into his lungs, and then watched one after another Lei Gong 1 dive bombers, hanging terrifying bombs, flying overhead.

These planes were in a hurry to bomb Hamhung, because the field airfield on the front line was not repaired, so only four 300-kilogram bombs were hung on their abdomen.

The roar of the engine drowned out the engine noise of the Iron Bull armored car, and the kind of roar of the air flow being torn apart made many infantry involuntarily raise their heads and look at these planes flying like eagles.

Anyone who has seen the Leigong-1 dive bomber will feel awe of this new weapon. The ferocity that swooped down from the sky with an indomitable momentum impressed both enemies and allies.

Mo Dongshan watched as the three Lei Gong 1 dive bombers formed a triangular formation and just flew by, followed by three roaring planes of the same formation.

He held the steel helmet above his head with his hand, and his eyes narrowed subconsciously. With 12 Lei Gong 1 dive bombers passing by in one go, it is conceivable that there will be more planes flying to the same area elsewhere.

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"Report!" In the Air Force's dispatch headquarters, an officer in charge of the Djinn 1 twin-engine bomber stood upright and reported the latest battle situation to his commander.

I saw him open the folder he was holding and began to repeat the contents: "The last group of Djinn God bombers formed and bombed the mountains where the Japanese 5th Army might pass...... The outcome of the battle is unknown. ”

"I hope this bombing can slow down the retreat of the Japanese army, after all, bombs are not cheap." The commander of the Air Force rubbed the bridge of his nose, relieved his exhaustion, and muttered to himself.

"Thirty-eight Lei Gong 1 bombers are bombing Hamxing, and another 44 Lei Gong 1 bombers are on their way to Hamxing...... The Djinn bomber unit was ordered to rest, and the ground crew was using the opportunity to repair the aircraft first. The officer turned the second page and continued to report.

"Continue to take off the Lei Gong 1 dive bomber to give maximum support to the 2nd Army." After thinking about it, the air force officer at the head gave his own order: "At least grab time to take off 200 sorties of Lei Gong to help the 2nd Army establish superiority." ”

At this time, General Mitsui Takanomiya, who was in charge of the front line command of the Japanese army, was still on the sea, and although he had seen the dark clouds on the horizon, he was still worried.

After all, the mess that Miyamoto Yuhito threw at him was too tricky, and even if the Japanese army temporarily stabilized its position, how could they be sure that it would withstand the subsequent ferocious attack of the Ming army?

"Miyamoto, Miyamoto, you really hurt me." Standing on the side of the ship, facing the sea breeze of hunting, Mitsui Takanomiya squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.

At the same time, another commander, Yuhito Miyamoto, looked at the darkened sky, and finally breathed a sigh of relief—at the last moment, God seemed to be on his side. (To be continued.) )