Chapter 270: The Great Wall War of Resistance 12
"Kill!" Zhuang Huchen's infantry regiment was too heavy to fight with the Japanese army, even if more than 2,000 people were replenished with some of the defeated troops collected, there were less than 2,000 people left in the entire regiment at this time, and only about 1,100 of the original veterans and lightly wounded could go to the battlefield.
At this time, as the main force of the operation, it was most of Zhang Zizhong's 37th Division that fought with the Japanese army on the front line. Zhang Zizhong was not bad at fighting, and in view of the superiority of the Japanese army's firepower, he personally went to the front line to direct the operation. This is also the reason why the national strength is backward and the armament is inferior to Japan, otherwise, with the respect of Zhang Zizhong and the commander of the division, where would it be necessary to go to such a dangerous place and take his subordinates to serve as a firefighting team?
ZHANG ZIZHONG WAS WILLING TO FIGHT SO HARD, AND ZHUANG HUCHEN DID NOT SKIMP ON THE LITTLE CAPITAL LEFT IN HIS HAND, AND GAVE ZHANG ZIZHONG ALL THE ONLY 150MM HEAVY MORTARS AND 5 82MM MORTARS TO PROVIDE FIRE COVER, AND 2 HEAVY MACHINE GUNS WERE ALSO PLACED ON THE FLANK OF THE 37TH DIVISION.
It's just that the Japanese army is not stupid, and they feel the unusual actions of the defenders, as well as the gradual closing of the encirclement, and they have made up their minds to encircle and annihilate the Chinese army, which has the strongest will to resist the war and brought great losses to Japan.
Woohoo..........
Zhang Zizhong, who was commanding the troops to fight fiercely with the Japanese army, was no stranger to this kind of tremor; on the battlefield, they did not know how much they had lost by the Japanese artillery, and how many brave soldiers who dared to desperately wipe out the Japanese army died under this kind of heavy artillery, but this time the direction of the heavy artillery did not seem to be quite right.
Rumble......
A huge fire rose from the position of the Japanese army in the distance, which made Zhang Zizhong, who had been suffering under the fierce firepower of the Japanese army since joining the war, and all the officers and men of the Northwest Army feel a burst of happiness from the bottom of their hearts.
Tom tom tom .......
Next, the firing of 75mm mountain artillery, field artillery, and mortars rang out. A wave of steel frenzy outside the North City Gate, which had been reduced to ruins, almost gave Zhang Zizhong's 37th Division the illusion that when would the army of the Republic of China have such ferocious firepower?
Gao Zhihang, who had originally promised air fire support, shirked it, only saying that reinforcements had been sent, and Zhang Zizhong was still a little unhappy in his heart. He knew that the 15th Route Army had an air force stationed at Nanyuan Airport, and he heard that it had also achieved good results, and he braved the flames of the war to enter Chengde, but the 15th Route Army was reluctant to even provide air support, as for the reinforcements of the ground troops in this situation, in addition to the Japanese aircraft and artillery, how much of a problem can be solved?
At this time, after seeing the firepower of the reinforcements, Zhang Zizhong knew that he was worrying about nothing. Song Zheyuan's 29th Army came from Feng Yuxiang's Northwest Army. Since the Great War of the Central Plains of Feng Chiang. The Northwest Army was dismembered, and Song Zheyuan also retained the current army structure by getting through Zhang Xueliang's relationship. In the past, the conditions of the Northwest Army were not abundant, but there was a piece of territory, but now the 29th Army is just a lonely ghost, and it is a miscellaneous card for Nanjing, the Northeast Army, and the Jin Army. Without the support of local taxes, I am afraid that the pigs will laugh at the soldiers sent by Nanjing. At this time, the 29th Army, which was brought to the battlefield, was already an army that had been in arrears for several months. Many soldiers of the 29th Army were dressed like Hanako, and the combined firepower of the whole army was estimated to be good for such an attack. What's more, there were at least seven or eight heavy artillery pieces mixed in it.
"Well played!" At this time, the officers and men of the 37th Division and Zhuang Huchen's regiment cheered loudly.
"Kill!" While the Japanese follow-up troops were overshadowed by this saturated artillery bombardment, a large number of soldiers rushed out of the trenches and fought with the Japanese army. At this time, the attacking Japanese army was at the point where the new strength was exhausted and the old strength was not born. Under this wave of counterattack by the defenders, more than 200 corpses were lost, and it did not last long before they were defeated.
Bad luck! All the soldiers of the 37th Division couldn't help but curse when they saw the plane in the air painted with the plaster flag sign appear. If it weren't for the appearance of these big birds, and then taking advantage of the victory to chase and fight for a while, I'm afraid that one or two hundred devils would have been killed. Don't look at one or two hundred, after such a long battle, it is extremely difficult to destroy hundreds of Japanese troops under the alternation of such a large army. The opportunity was wasted in this way, and perhaps the Japanese counterattack with the assistance of the aircraft could regain a city. In turn, give them a lot of killing. This has happened countless times on the battlefield.
"Quick, calculate the amount in advance. Don't be nervous, and don't start shooting these planes in advance. At this time, Pu Yinglian, who was mixed with the ground forces, kept directing his men to make adjustments to the machine guns and machine guns.
"The Chinese army, let's all die!"
Yamajo Kazumoku drove the Type 87 heavy explosive fighter to sweep through an arc to descend to the height, according to Yamajo Kazumoku's cognition, although the defenders of Chengde China were equipped with a lot of machine guns. But in the battle, they were almost completely lost, and as for the rifle plane, although it has also appeared once or twice on the battlefield since the invasion of Mukden, this kind of guy who drinks cold water and stuffs his teeth can only say that he has a little back to the extreme, what can God do to collect it? As for the dense small black dots under the field of vision, it will only add a few bright colors to his medal.
Two other planes also followed suit and descended altitude. At this time, Japanese fighters patrolled back and forth around the battlefield, responsible for intercepting possible enemy fighters.
Tom tom .......
MUCH CLEARER AND FASTER THAN THE 82MM MORTAR, THE SOUND OF IMPACT WAS HEARD FREQUENTLY, AND THERE WAS A VIOLENT FIRING SOUND SIMILAR TO THE SOUND OF A HEAVY MACHINE GUN, BUT IT WAS MUCH MORE FIERCE THAN AN ORDINARY SEVENTY-NINE HEAVY MACHINE GUN.
"What kind of weapon is this?" Not only the Japanese army, but even the soldiers of the 37th Division couldn't help but look here at this time, a weapon that could make such a sound was something that the 37th Division had never seen.
Under the violent impact, the dense machine shells defy the principle of gravity and rained down into the sky. The cannon shell pierced through the ammunition compartment of the first 87 heavy explosion without any suspense. Yamajo only felt a tremor in the fuselage, no, how could it be! The people of China actually have anti-aircraft weapons that can shoot from the ground!
It's a pity that Yamajo doesn't have time to regret it. With a bang, the entire plane exploded in the air with dazzling fireworks. Yamajo Kazume was directly evaporated by the high heat energy in the explosion of the bomb.
"What?" Although Yamajo Kazumoku died, his death brought endless fear to his colleagues behind him. Who said that the Japanese army was not afraid of death? The pilot behind was also piloted by two eight-seven heavy explosions, and the pilot on it was frightened, and hurriedly pulled the altitude of the plane up, only the altitude could make them feel a sense of security.
The pilot who followed Yamojo only felt a tremor in his right wing, and with his years of flying experience, the pilot could feel his car being hit. Altitude, altitude, and soon the pilot, in the process of pulling up the altitude, found that there was a crack in the sturdy wing, and then the crack became bigger and bigger. (To be continued.) )