Outside the city of Taiyuan, the position of the southern group.

"Put!"

After receiving the order, several gunners mechanically pulled the fire rope.

The stability of the M1897 type 75mm cannon was extremely high, and due to the presence of a hydraulic stationary retreat device, the recoil during each firing could not even push the gun position.

With the assistance of artillery observation posts, shells steadily hit the fortress group within a few kilometers ahead.

After a full nine minutes of shelling, the position outside the Devil's City was already full of holes and ruins, and even some of the city walls were damaged to varying degrees.

In addition to the hard training of the artillerymen, it also benefited from excellent logistical support.

After all, in modern warfare, an excellent logistics team is as important as a combat team.

A minute later, the first stage of shelling ended.

The brigade commander strode out of the field command post, and he took the telescope handed over by the staff officer next to him.

The first thing that caught your eye was the smoke of gunpowder and the mountains of bullet casings piled up behind the various artillery positions.

As the commander-in-chief of this campaign, the brigade commander originally wanted to give priority to observing the positions of the devils and deciding whether to let the infantry attack according to the specific damage situation.

However, the artillery positions of his own side were too spectacular, so he couldn't help but look at them twice.

At this time, the First Army's fortifications around the city were more than ninety percent damaged, and only about two dozen reinforced concrete fortresses remained alone in the ruins.

The high-explosive and armor-piercing shells fired by Miss 75 were simply the nemesis of masonry fortifications. Yoshio Shinozuka's tofu scum project still pitted Yoshio Iwamatsu miserably after all.

"Inform the 1st Air Division, let the fighters take off, and the rest of the fortress can only be handed over to them."

"Infantry, sappers and artillery are ready to move, and the next thing is to start the siege. We need to break down the walls as soon as possible, and every second counts. ”

"The shelling just now will definitely alarm the devils in the city, and the enemy is very likely to jump over the wall in a hurry. Once they attack the industrial zone, the secret service group will not last long. ”

As soon as the brigade commander's voice fell, the messenger on standby picked up the phone and conveyed the orders to the relevant troops.

But at this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

In the distance in the city of Taiyuan, a huge streamlined balloon numbered 104 slowly rose.

This thing is no stranger to all of you, in the early years, when the troops were still bitter, they were not less bullied by the enemy with the composition of observation balloons and artillery.

The enemy's intentions are also obvious, they want to find their own artillery positions and carry out a retaliatory counterattack.

"Boom!"

Just as the staff officers were preparing to carry out the response plan, the observation balloon, which had just appeared for less than half a minute, turned into a brilliant flame in the air.

With a violent explosion, the artillery observer in the basket was directly crushed and scattered.

The reversal came too quickly, and the staff officers didn't react for a while.

Only the brigade commander was always smiling, as if everything was under control.

A few seconds later, the portable communicator on his waist vibrated rapidly, and the loud voice of the commander of the anti-aircraft artillery regiment Han came out of it.

"Report to the Commander-in-Chief! Our department successfully completed the task! ”

"Judging by my many years of experience, the enemy's observation balloon has absolutely not acquired any data!"

As a well-known hexagonal soldier of our army, the brigade commander almost took into account what could happen when preparing a specific combat plan.

The enemy would send out observation balloons, which he expected.

Since the Eighth Route Army had 150 Hatch Kaisi 25-mm anti-aircraft guns, the deputy commander-in-chief mobilized talented artillery from the three main forces and established an anti-aircraft artillery regiment directly under it.

It's a pity that the entire army and aviation of the North China Front Army were lost in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain.

As a result, the newly established antiaircraft artillery regiment has not had the opportunity to show its strength since October last year, and can only silently guard the security of the headquarters and the logistics department.

In this Taiyuan campaign, the brigade commander took the initiative to take away the anti-aircraft artillery regiment.

One is to deal with any possible aircraft when the Air Force is not present.

The second is to support the infantry, after all, the weight of the 25-mm anti-aircraft gun of Hatch is lighter, plus it can follow the infantry with its own wheels.

Anti-aircraft guns, isn't the main business used to put the infantry on a flat scale, and who is serious about AA air defense.

Facts have proved that every response prepared by the brigade commander was very far-sighted. Killing an observation balloon in half a minute is the perfect answer given by the anti-aircraft artillery regiment.

In such a short time, the enemy's artillery observers will inevitably lose nothing.

"Stay vigilant and watch out for Yoshio Iwamatsu's back."

"The 1st Air Division did not arrive in front of the battlefield, and the air defense matter depends on you."

"Yes!"

As the saying goes, blessings and disasters do not go alone.

As soon as Regiment Commander Han finished his communication with the brigade commander, the last army of the First Army was killed from Taiyuan City.

The pilots of the Japanese army at this stage are all old devils who combine strength and luck. The two are indispensable, otherwise it is impossible to survive the pursuit of the Air First Division.

Looking at the observation balloon that was exploded in the sky, Yuji Jimbo's face became extremely gloomy.

The advantage of anti-aircraft artillery lies in concealment and firepower, and if they enter the effective range of anti-aircraft artillery without knowing it, the consequences are really unimaginable.

Although their own observation balloons have opened the way for them with their own lives.

However, the antiaircraft artillery commander of the Eighth Route Army was obviously a master, and the positions he arranged were perfectly natural. Even if the position was exposed just after the artillery was fired, he could not see how many anti-aircraft guns the other side had.

This is due to the five no-nos that the anti-aircraft artillery regiment has observed since its establishment, that is, it cannot see people, cannot see artillery, cannot see roads, cannot see new soil, and cannot see flashes.

Even though there is a high probability that the enemy has no planes available, the lessons of blood and tears in the past have made Commander Han carve concealment and anti-bombing into his bones.

After thinking for a moment, Koji Kamibo led the team to rise to the height, and said in the communication channel:

"Damn the Eighth Route Army, there is actually an air defense unit hidden. The fighters followed me to attract firepower and buy time for the dive bomber formation to break through. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to dedicate oneself to the kingdom of one's brother! It's dark and it's dark! Onboard! “

"Attack!"

After the words, God was fortunate to take the lead.

Because this devil is determined to die, he did not use the horizontal bombing that he is best at on weekdays, but chose to dive bomb with a half-hanging but the highest hit rate.

The nose of the three Type 97 fighters sinked suddenly, and they changed from level flight to dive into the position of the anti-aircraft artillery regiment and launched a suicidal attack.

Throughout the process, they constantly maneuvered in an attempt to evade the attacks of the anti-aircraft artillery. From time to time, they also used small water hoses to strafe in an attempt to attract the positions below to take the initiative to open fire.

Looking at the menacing enemy planes, Deputy Regiment Commander Han did not rush to give the order to open fire.

The positions of the anti-aircraft artillery regiments were fortified, and the aviation machine guns of the Type 97 fighters could hardly pose a threat.

He had little interest in the fighters who came to their deaths. It was not easy to lead the team on the last battlefield, and it was enough to shoot down the bombers in the rear.

The comrades of the antiaircraft artillery regiment were also very calm, and after eight months of training, they had already mastered the skills of using ring sights. The crowd predicted the flight speed of the enemy aircraft according to the speed circle, and was ready to shoot at any time.

Captain Han held a telescope in one hand, staring at the devil's plane with his eyes fixed on it, and a portable communicator in the other.

In order to unify the command of the anti-aircraft artillery regiment, each company was equipped with a portable communicator. At the same time, the whole regiment could attack at the same time.

"Fire! The anti-aircraft artillery crew is on full alert! ”

Suddenly, tracer bullets pierced the sky.

One hundred and fifty Hatch Chase 25-mm anti-aircraft guns were fired at full fire, and the warriors waited like seasoned hunters for their prey to enter the trap before striking the winning blow.

After a long period of rigorous training, all the men of the anti-aircraft artillery regiment were reloaded extremely quickly, and almost every gun group could maintain a level of more than 110 rounds per minute.

With such proficiency, even the Japanese and French navies had to knock one before leaving.

In the face of such dense anti-aircraft fire, the three Type 97 fighters were ruthlessly slapped to death on the way to attack without any splashes.

Aircraft without armor protection, easily disintegrated in the air.

It's a pity that there are still two 97 single light planes that broke through the position of the anti-aircraft artillery regiment.

"Fuck! I can't hit it! Regiment commander, the enemy has exceeded the height and range of fire, what now? ”

Looking at the anxious expression of his battalion commander, Regiment Commander Han waved his hand casually. He picked up his binoculars and looked to the southeast, where dozens of planes were loomingly approaching.

"What's the hurry, the devil won't succeed."

"Have you forgotten who stole our side hustle?"

"Alright, hurry up and get ready. We'll have to follow the infantry in a while, maybe there's still tanks in the city to fight! ”

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Time back ten minutes before Takejuku Airport.

Although the 1st Air Force Division has already made its name in the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, now the whole country knows that a powerful air force guards the airspace of the motherland.

But we have to admit that there are still some problems with this young force.

First of all, there is a serious shortage of skilled ground staff.

After all, the difficulty of cultivating a good ground crew is no less than that of a pilot.

Whenever there is a big task, it is always necessary to prepare long in advance, otherwise you will face the problem of insufficient manpower.

On the tarmac, Captain Wang Hai was cooperating with the ground crew to conduct the last inspection of his Spitfire before takeoff.

The fuselage of this fighter has 34 red stars, either solid or hollow, and it has become a symbol of the glory of the 1st Air Division.

Limited by the military production capacity of the book, Captain Wang Hai may not be able to compete with those German three ace pilots in this world war.

But with the current record, there will certainly be no problem surpassing second-tier players like Ivan Kozhdub, Richard Bunge and Saburo Sakai.

After making sure everything was in order, Captain Wang Hai returned to the cockpit.

With the sound of piston engines and propellers, the Spitfire under him soared into the sky. After circling at low altitude for a few laps, it formed a formation with five Hurricanes and flew together towards the airspace of Group South.

Due to the extreme proximity between the airfield and the battlefield, all fighters did not need to carry auxiliary fuel tanks, and each one took off with full ammunition.

Looking at the dense ground staff below and the group of fighters lining up to leave, Captain Wang Hai said with a smile:

"Let's go, get rid of the remaining reinforced concrete fortress first. Try to blow up the city walls with special bombs, and help the infantry as much as possible. ”

It's pulled again today, but fortunately, it's not the time of the underworld, at least it's dawn

(End of chapter)