"Shaozuo, it's absolutely safe here, the aerial bombs of the Eighth Route Army can't blow up our turrets at all."

North of the abandoned Xincheng Airport, in a highland turret, the captain of the devil detachment stationed in the turret said to a devil Shaozuo.

This reinforced concrete turret is more than ten meters high, and around the perimeter of the turret, the devils have also deployed supporting defensive facilities such as mines, trenches and trenches.

In the turret, there are enough food and ammunition, and even if it is besieged, a devil who strengthens the detachment inside can hold out for a month.

When it came to building these reinforced concrete bunkers and turrets, Iwamatsu Yoshio was very confident.

With the attack methods of the Eighth Route Army at that time, these turrets were destroyed by absolute law.

In the last wave of aircraft dive attacks, the planes of the Eighth Route Army dropped aerial bombs that hit the outer wall of this reinforced concrete turret.

Although the devils inside the turret were buzzing with their brains by the blast wave, the damage to the reinforced concrete by the aerial bombs was minimal.

"Yo Xi..."

The devil Shaozuo said with gloomy eyes.

This devil's name is Atsushi Yoshimatsu, and he is a group leader of the engineer wing of the 41st Division.

In the afternoon, he led hundreds of engineers under his command and was assisting the Fifth Division in the construction of trenches and civil fortifications.

As the captain of the brigade, it was naturally impossible for him to personally participate in digging trenches, so he set up a pot not far away, boiling hot pot in the pot, and singing the military song of the North China Front Army in his mouth.

Eating hot pot and singing, and then it was bombed by the Eighth Route Army.

The terrifying incendiary bombs still make Yoshimatsu still have lingering fears, although Japanese fighters and bombers can also carry incendiary bombs.

However, compared with the power of the incendiary bombs dropped by the Japanese army and the incendiary bombs dropped by the Eighth Route Army, the difference between the power of firecrackers and hand grenades is almost the same.

That kind of incendiary bomb not only has a large burning area, but the temperature is also extremely terrifying.

The flames of the explosion swept in all directions, the ground rippled like waves, and the Japanese soldiers who were blown up were quickly burned to ashes!

He saw with his own eyes that a sputtering spark ignited the clothes of a Japanese soldier, and the clothes were set on fire almost instantly, and the Japanese soldier took off his clothes while screaming, but to no avail, the flames attached to his skin and continued to burn.

Several soldiers next to him tried to help him put out the fire, and some of them also had sparks on their bodies until they burned a hole in their skin.

The entire position was covered with a layer of death, and the faces of all the Japanese soldiers changed, and they had never seen such a sharp incendiary bomb.

After the bombing of the planes of the Eighth Route Army, Ji Songdu's engineer brigade of several hundred people actually suffered more than half of the casualties.

Most of the casualties were burned by incendiary bombs, and only a small number were killed by aerial bombs.

After the soldiers were burned, they let out a scream like hell, leaving an indelible mark on Yoshimatsu's heart.

If you are hit by an incendiary bomb, you will shudder to think about it!

Fortunately...

It's safe in this reinforced concrete turret.

The detachment leader here happened to be a fellow villager of Ji Songdu, so he took dozens of cronies of the engineer wing and went into the turret.

And the dozen or so puppet soldiers stationed in the turret with the devils have all been driven out of the turret.

It's very safe to think of here.

Ji Song's tense expression relaxed slightly.

That's when it happened.

There was some buzzing in the sky.

The faces of the devils in the turret changed, even if they knew that the planes of the Eighth Route Army would not come to bomb the turret and waste bombs, but the devils were still a little afraid.

Boom boom...

In the distance, the field fortifications of the 41st Division and the 5th Division were filled with the sound of bomb explosions that rumbled like thunder, blowing up the vast sky.

Ji Song Du and the leader of the devil detachment stepped on the wooden ladder and came to the lookout at the top of the turret.

On the lookout, there was a devil holding a telescope and looking at the bombers of the Eighth Route Army in the distance, bombing the Japanese position.

Although the specific situation could not be seen due to the long distance, judging from the smoke of gunpowder rising after the explosion, the Eighth Route Army dropped a large number of aerial bombs on the positions of the 41st Division and the 5th Division.

Just then, there was a whining sound from behind.

Ji Songdu's face changed, and he looked towards the sky behind him, and he didn't know when, a plane of the Eighth Route Army went around the rear of the turret.

Like a sharp sword, it swooped in the direction of the turret, and the engine of the fighter-bomber of the Eighth Route Army passed like thunder.

Looking at the two huge metal egg-like bombs under the wings under the telescope, Ji Songdu's face suddenly changed greatly.

This cylindrical metal bomb, which Yoshimatsu Atsushi knew, was the incendiary bomb of the Eighth Route Army.

"Yaga!"

Ji Songdu's face turned pale, and he threw away the binoculars in his hand and went inside the turret.

However, the Sabre fighter was diving faster than it flew, and in the blink of an eye, it was already close to the sky above the turret.

Since there was no threat of anti-aircraft fire from devils on the ground, the pilots of the new regiment flew the plane close to the ground after diving, and it was only a few dozen meters above the ground.

After approaching the Devil's Turret, aiming at the Devil's Turret, the pilots of the new regiment pressed the bomb drop button.

Huge black egg-like metal bombs fell off from under the wings of fighter-bombers almost synchronously, tumbling and smashing into the devil's turret.

……

In the reinforced concrete turret.

Sixty or seventy devils huddled together, trembling.

"How did I hear the plane?"

A cowardly soldier screamed.

"Yaga!"

A devil sapper squadron leader scolded angrily:

"It's absolutely safe here, keep quiet, the bombardment of the Eighth Route Army will last for a maximum of 20 minutes."

There was a sudden silence in the turret.

However, the sound of the plane's huge engines grew louder and closer, as if it was about to bombard the turret.

"The aerial bombs of the Eighth Road can't blow up the turret, everyone can rest assured, at most they will be stunned."

A ghost veteran stationed in the turret spoke confidently.

However, as soon as the words fell, he saw Ji Song Shaozuo and the team leader coming down from the ladder, and their faces changed greatly.

Nani?

The face of the devil in the turret suddenly changed.

Ji Song Shaozo looked at the inside of the turret, and then his eyes focused on the shooting hole inside the turret, and his tone was hurried: "Immediately plug the shooting hole with something!" ”

"Yaga!"

Seeing the group of devil soldiers, he was slightly stunned.

Yoshimatsu Shaosa was furious: "A bunch of rubbish, can't you understand Japanese? Hurry up and plug the holes, or we'll all die!" ”

Only then did the devil soldiers react and panicked to find something to plug the shooting hole.

However, it was too late.

"Boom!"

A landslide-like explosion rang out beside the turret.

The next second.

From the shooting hole, endless flames poured in, and at the last moment, the turret was filled with the horrified eyes of the devils.

Eyes pulled into the distance.

The entire turret was enveloped in huge flames, and the flames from the explosion entered the turret with the inertia of the cannonballs through the firing holes.

Ahhh

In the turret, there was a Japanese-style scream that sounded like hell, but the scream quickly died down.

The new group of pilots pulled the plane up to the clouds, glanced at the devil turret wrapped in endless flames behind and below, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and immediately looked for the next target.

After the second wave of bombardment.

The new first regiment of the flying group quickly returned to the airport in Daguzhen, rested for a while, replenished fuel and aerial bombs, and then carried out a third wave of bombing of the devils in Taiyuan.

After the third wave of bombing, it was getting dark, and the flying group stopped bombing.

……

Taiyuan.

The headquarters of the 1st Army of the Japanese Army.

Although it was late at night, the headquarters of the First Army was still brightly lit.

The air raid sirens in Taiyuan City sounded almost all day.

Yoshio Iwamatsu also spent almost all day in the bomb shelter.

Although the planes of the Eighth Route Army did not come to bomb the inner city of Taiyuan, the officers of the First Army Headquarters were also afraid, so they all went to the air-raid shelter to work during the day.

"Report to the commander, the casualties of the 5th Division and the 41st Division have been preliminarily counted."

Deputy Chief of Staff Masao Miyazaki, with a telegram in his hand, walked in briskly and reported to the commander of the First Army, Yoshio Iwamatsu.

Yoshio Iwamatsu asked, "How many casualties?" ”

Miyazaki's face was ugly: "The Eighth Route Army dispatched more than 100 sorties to bomb the field fortifications of the 41st Division and the Fifth Division, as well as the permanent fortifications outside the city, and the total casualties of the Locust Army exceeded 2,700 people!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Masao Miyazaki saw Iwamatsu Yoshio's face, and he immediately changed.

"So many casualties?"

Yoshio Iwamatsu exclaimed:

"How is this possible?"

The fighters and bombers of the Eighth Route Army, Iwamatsu Yoshio had also heard of it, and he guessed that the casualties of the Japanese army must not be low, but he did not expect such large casualties.

The Eighth Route Army only flew more than 100 sorties, causing most of the Japanese casualties.

According to the report, not even a single plane of the Eighth Route Army was shot down.

This means that the casualty ratio of the Japanese army to the Eighth Route Army was 2,700 to 0.

Miyazaki Masao said helplessly: "Report to the commander, the Eighth Route Army used extremely powerful incendiary bombs, and many of our soldiers were burned by this kind of incendiary bombs, and the Eighth Route Army was very cunning, and during the first wave of attacks, they did not attack the permanent fortifications with incendiary bombs, so that the locust soldiers mistakenly thought that these permanent fortifications were very safe, and many soldiers ran to the permanent fortifications to avoid the bombing of the Eighth Route aircraft." ”

"As a result, in the second wave of attacks of the Eighth Route Army, all the incendiary bombs were thrown at these permanent fortifications, and almost all the locust soldiers in the bombed permanent fortifications were burned to death."

"Many of those burned to death were lieutenants and adjutants."

After finishing speaking, Masao Miyazaki couldn't help but be a little stunned.

It's just miserable.

After dark, he personally went to the pillboxes and turrets to take a look, some of the Japanese soldiers were burned to charcoal, some were burned to ashes, and some soldiers were even roasted alive.

Most of the Japanese soldiers in this casualty figure were burned to death, and only a small part were injured by aerial bombs.

Due to the second wave of attacks by the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese suffered heavy casualties, and the 41st Division and the 5th Division ordered all soldiers to leave the pillboxes and turrets and disperse and hide.

"Yaga!"

When Iwamatsu Yoshio heard this, he scolded angrily, picked up a blue and white porcelain vase and slammed it on the ground:

"Immediately report this to the North China Front Command."

"If the aviation units of the Eighth Route Army are not removed, the locusts army will be in big trouble!"

"Hey!" Masao Miyazaki slammed his head. (End of chapter)