December 3, 1941, 12:57 p.m.

"Your Excellency, the 139th Infantry Wing and the Cavalry Squadron have arrived in Yuanping, wake up."

After many days of pursuit, the old thing Kaho Ishii was exhausted.

In order not to lose the chain in the next decisive battle, he had to prepare an emergency plan as much as possible in advance, so as to squeeze out some time to recuperate.

Hearing the call of his chief of staff, the old devil sitting in the passenger seat of the truck opened his eyes with difficulty.

At this moment, his face was pale and sweating profusely, and he vaguely had a feeling of the aftermath of his life, and he knew that he had a nightmare at a glance.

"I just had a dream in which the train I was riding in was overturned by a bomb presupposed by the guerrillas. Damn the Eighth Route Army, it's really not a day to make people feel uncomfortable. ”

"Pass my orders! Troops at all levels speed up their marches to minimize exposure to the basin. ”

"At the same time, let the 139th Infantry Wing intensify its reconnaissance. Expand the original warning range to the limit of the radio station, and be sure to watch out for enemy dive bombers! ”

This is similar to the dream of the handsome man arriving at Huanggutun, which made Ishii Kaho vaguely feel an ominous premonition in his heart.

As a senior officer who graduated from Lu University and had rich combat experience, he naturally knew that the Eighth Route Army was planning a decisive battle.

Considering that the opponent always launches the first wave of attacks by the air force, how to prevent air strikes has naturally become a top priority.

At present, the strength of your own army and aviation is limited, and it is almost impossible to snatch air superiority from the enemy. It is better to seek others than to seek oneself, and the only way to break the situation is to let the troops at all levels be on high alert and concealed.

"Hey!"

Receiving instructions from the brigade commander, the signal corps immediately conveyed the order to the vanguard.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem with his deployment, Kaho Ishii first picked up the kettle and took a large sip of water, and then continued to think about how to attack.

As if thinking of something, Naoki Kimura, the chief of staff on the side, said tentatively:

"Your Excellency, are you being too careful? We are not worms of the Osaka Division, so why drag our feet on the way forward. ”

"If outsiders know that our brigade is so timid, I'm afraid they will doubt the samurai's loyalty to their brother."

"What's more, there is a mouth ahead."

The above conversation sounds extremely abstract, but it is indeed the thoughts of the vast majority of soldiers in the 108th Brigade.

None of them.

Just because of the place of Xinkou, it has an extremely special significance for the Japanese army.

In the shocking battle four years ago, Seishiro Itagaki led the troops led by the Fifth Division to defeat the defenders of the Republic of China, which were several times his size.

After this battle, the North China Front not only occupied most of the cities and towns in Jin Province, but also destroyed the belongings that Yan Laoxi had accumulated for many years.

As we all know,The book is always superstitious about the mysterious thing of luck.。

The above-mentioned victory, coupled with the tactics of deliberately showing weakness in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region, caused all the middle- and lower-level officers of the 110th Division to always firmly believe in one thing.

Even if the enemy has a strong air force, as long as we can launch another battle of Xinkou, we will definitely be able to regain the glory of the past.

As for the defeat of Nakajo Mountain?

It was all a sneak attack launched by the despicable and shameless Eighth Route Army, which was purely a villain's behavior.

If you have the ability, you can put aside the four-step line-filling division of the preserved fruit defenders and try to fight with our six divisions with real swords and guns on the plains.

The rebellious speech of his own chief of staff made Kaho Ishii almost choke to death with the water he had just drunk. He frowned, as if staring at a drooling pig standing at the mouth of the pigsty, you deserve it too?

The Osaka division is rotten, and it is also a serious first-class division.

You are just a chief of staff who has no real power, who gave you the courage to comment wantonly.

At this moment, Major General Devil even has a feeling of lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot. It seems that it is not entirely a good thing that the brainwashing effect is too thorough.

"As long as Shanxi can be recaptured, the rumors and rumors of the outside world will naturally be self-defeating. I care more about how to live to win than an ethereal honor. ”

"By the way, don't forget to give"

Before the old devil finished speaking, a strange sound suddenly came from the sky due south.

Almost at the same time, piercing anti-aircraft sirens also echoed over the 108 Brigade.

If the scream of the Jericho horn was the nightmare of Britain, France, Chou, and the Soviet Union in the middle of World War II, then the unique roar of the saber engine was the shadow that lingered in the book's heart.

"Enemy attack! Bomber! ”

"Hidden! Hide! ”

Although he hadn't seen the death-like dive bombers yet, Kaho Ishii pulled the car door and ran towards the side of the road without saying a word.

The whole set of actions is smooth, and you can see that there is no shortage of bombings at a glance.

As for those ordinary soldiers, they gave up their baggage and took refuge nearby, without the slightest remembrance of heavy equipment and supplies.

After all, things can still be transported from the rear when they are gone, and if they can't do it, they can even go to the preserved fruit to grab it, but once the manpower is dried, they will completely lose the opportunity to start over.

After hiding in a safe place, Kaho Ishii didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, so he picked up the binoculars and began to observe the movements of the bombers of the Eighth Route Army.

"Signal Soldier! Radio the 139th Wing to confirm their current status! Then notify the division headquarters in the rear, so that Lieutenant General Iinuma is ready for battle! ”

"Pass my order, and the air defense squadron will meet the enemy immediately! I will never allow those people of the Republic of China to continue to ride on our heads and! ”

After speaking, Kaho Ishii found that he had not received a response, and the surrounding soldiers and staff officers did not carry out their orders.

Just when the old devil was about to scold his mother angrily, Naoki Kimura, the chief of staff on the side, put down his binoculars and said with an ugly face:

"Brigade commander, it seems. It seems to be too late. ”

While the two were talking, dozens of Typhoon fighters had already entered combat positions.

Since there was no large-scale anti-aircraft fire network interference on the ground, every soldier of the 2nd Air Division had ample time to select targets.

Along with the first collective dive, nearly 100 227-kilogram and a small number of 454-kilogram aerial bombs were thrown at the enemy's dense area.

In just one attack, the soldiers of each formation threw out more than 20 tons of bombs, and the amount used was only Li Yunlong of four units in the original book.

As the bombs continued to fall, a series of explosions and fires enveloped most of the 139th Wing, and the entire basin seemed to turn into a huge pressure cooker at this moment.

The devils are the meat in the pot.

In the face of a sudden attack, a wing of infantry immediately began to run for their lives.

It's a pity that no matter how fast the legs run, they can't escape the killing range of the bomb in a short time.

Boom Boom!

The pilots who could be selected for the 2nd Air Division were all elites, and under the organized and planned attack of the comrades, the 139th Infantry Wing, which was marching as usual a minute ago, was instantly severely damaged.

If it weren't for Wing Commander Ryuo Shimoeda to scatter his troops as much as possible, at least half of the people would have died in the bombing just now.

After emptying the inventory of aerial bombs, the next step is the time for rockets to target and cannons to pierce sugar gourds.

Although the accuracy of the MK2's western cannon is not as good as the subsequent upgraded version, the reserve ammunition of each Typhoon is as high as 560 rounds, and it is definitely a good hand to torture the devils.

Fifteen minutes later, the fighters of the 2nd Air Division used up all the ammunition they had carried on the trip. They swept past the Xinzhou Basin and flew into the distance without looking back.

What greeted everyone was the sparse small-caliber anti-aircraft artillery and the wailing of all over the place.

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"Yaga!"

"Shimoji Junyu is broken? Are you sure!? ”

Although Kaho Ishii had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't accept it after hearing the bad news. The old devil's hands were clutched at the collar of the communications soldier, and the anger and irritability on his face were almost visible to the naked eye.

There is also a difference between Osa and Osa, Ryuo Shimoeda is a brave and good front-line commander, and he is also one of his few henchmen and right-hand men.

The absence of such a wing commander would have a great impact on their brigade.

"Hey!"

"The attack just now is the largest scale of the Eighth Route Army Air Force since the Battle of Datong. Under that level of bombardment, all beings are equal. ”

"Yaga!"

Ishii Kaho slapped a big fight on the face of the signal soldier, and just as he was about to pull out his command knife, the chief of staff on the side reminded him in time:

"Brigade commander! The priority now is to retreat immediately! ”

"Our whereabouts have been exposed, the Eighth Route Army's offense has always been a combination of punches, and there will definitely be a second or even a third wave of offensives next."

The words of his own chief of staff made the devil major general come back to his senses.

They are currently in the middle of a basin, and there are very few places where they can hide. According to past experience, the Eighth Route Army's air force was rearmament extremely fast, and it could return to the battlefield in an hour at the latest.

Again, it is estimated that the entire brigade will be blown into a wing.

Thinking of this, Kaho Ishii hurriedly found a higher position. He first looked around with a telescope, then took the map out of his bosom and began to compare it.

"Kimura-kun, immediately draft a telegram to Lieutenant General Iinuma to report to him what happened to our brigade."

"Then give orders to the troops at all levels, and immediately use the fastest speed to reach the area of Nanhuaihua and Lingshan, where the terrain can effectively reduce the damage caused by enemy aircraft!"

"Keep going! Be fast! ”

The Xinzhou Basin is 173 kilometers long and 12.5~42.5 kilometers wide.

At this length and width, even if the 108th Brigade was fully mechanized, it would not be able to retreat to a safe position in an hour.

Rather than running away against a large number of near-ground support aircraft, it is better to charge in the direction of Taiyuan, at least there is hope for a little bit of life.

"Hey!"

Just as Kaho Ishii and his headquarters were about to return to the convoy, the shrill sound of air defense sirens echoed over the troops again, and at the same time, twelve twin-engine fighters appeared in the sky, which were not very good-looking.

Unlike the previous dive bombers, these strange planes did not look at the 139th Infantry Wing, but went straight to the brigade command center in the rear.

"Squadron! What a clever calculation! ”

"The devils would never have imagined that we would split into two echelons to attack. I seem to see a big fish, so let's do it! ”

Hearing this, Fang Ziyi followed the instructions of his team members.

In the northeast, there is a large convoy heading towards Taiyuan.

Unlike the usual baggage convoys, those trucks do not tow heavy weapons, and there is a high probability that they are enemy headquarters.

"Good!"

"Attention crews! Start attacking! ”

Having received the order, twelve twin-engine heavy fighters flew to Kaho Ishii's convoy in a shallow dive. Descending to an altitude of about 1,500 meters, the fighters opened the magazine and began to drop bombs.

Under the gaze of the devils, forty-eight napalm fell from the sky.

The system provides a handsome fighter with a bomb load that is fully double that of the original with the British, and can carry a full ton of aerial bombs.

The napalm used by Fang Ziyi and others this time, both in terms of power and loading structure, is very similar to the M69 developed by Chouguo in the late stage of World War II.

Boom Boom!

Compared to conventional aerial bombs, this M69-like weapon exploded more violently, and a huge fireball engulfed the headquarters of the 108th Brigade in an instant.

The flames are monstrous, like purgatory on earth.

Hundreds of devils died in the high-temperature flames the moment the napalm hit the ground, directly completing the dragon of crushing bones and ashes.

Thanks to the loading and gelatinous properties of the submunitions, there was a large amount of flame flying in all directions at the end of the first blast, making it look like a hammer had struck a freshly baked iron embryo.

This kind of terrifying weapon, the devils who were born from the poor brotherhood have naturally never seen it, not to mention that this is the first time that napalm has appeared on the earth.

It was only a small step slower for a flying flame to hit Kaho Ishii's back. If he decisively took off his coat at this time, maybe he would have a chance to avoid a section.

Fortunately, it seems that considering the temperature, the devil major general did not take off his clothes at the first time.

He chose to roll in a circle on the spot, trying to extinguish the flames by squeezing the air out of his body.

"Ahh

After a scream like killing a pig, the napalm became more and more viscous, and even ignited the dead grass on the ground, and the fire instantly spread to the entire upper body.

The thick cotton coat also became the best accelerant for burning oil, and the intense heat turned Kaho Ishii into a burning man.

In a hurry, Naoki Kimura, the chief of staff on the side, did not hesitate to shoot his hand, trying to achieve the purpose of extinguishing the fire by destroying the burning conditions.

And then?

Burning Man × 2.

From the perspective of humanitarianism, the greatest relief is to kill the people with one shot. But the strict hierarchy makes the devils in the command center dare not do it at all.

Even after trying several schemes, they could not extinguish the raging fire.

In the end, I could only watch the commander of my brigade and the chief of staff being burned alive into Japanese-style barbecue. (End of chapter)