my bright sword career

Chapter 549 There is no way

"it is good!"

The same voice sounded at the same time.

Commissar Ping said excitedly: "We have been fighting with the Japanese Air Force for more than half a month, and today we finally see the outcome."

Master Liu couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and waved his hand fiercely: "This time, more than 100 Japanese aircraft were destroyed. Neji Okamura will not be able to compete with us for air supremacy in a short time."

"Yeah... It's really not easy for us to win."

Gao Hongming was not too excited, but sighed softly, looking at the sunset in the sky, "In order to fight for the air supremacy in Shanxi, our pilots have sacrificed too much these years."

Seeing that Gao Hongming was a little emotional, Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping realized that the price paid by the Liantai Flying Corps in the past half month was not small. More than 30 planes alone were lost, and more than a dozen pilots were bloody.

At first glance, it sounds like these losses are insignificant compared to the casualties of hundreds or thousands of ground troops, but don't forget that pilots are not comparable to ordinary infantry.

The training of a qualified pilot is based on real money. Once he is killed in battle, not only will his previous hard work be in vain, but even the fighter planes worth hundreds of thousands of oceans will also be ruined.

This can be seen from the fact that although the Eighth Route Army now has hundreds of thousands of troops, it has not been able to form its own air force until now.

Thinking of the request of the 115th Division in the telegram, Master Liu and the political commissar were scratching their heads.

But who is Gao Hongming, of course he will not embarrass his partner.

In order to support him, he traveled all the way from Shandong and rushed to march. Now it is rare to ask him. If he doesn't help, is he still human?
He thought about it for a while, and immediately realized that this matter should not be delayed, so he said to the two: "After this air raid, the Japanese army's air power in Shanxi and even North China has been significantly weakened. It should be impossible to compete with us for air supremacy in the short term. In this way, we can support the 115th Division. Don't worry, I will arrange this matter right away.

The 115th Division has come from afar. We, the Liantai Militia, always want to do our best as landlords. Now, please ask your staff to provide us with the radio contact code of the 115th Division. "

On a remote mountain path, Mr. Lin, who was riding a war horse, looked at the soldiers passing by, feeling a little anxiety in his heart.

It has been a week since the troops set off from Shandong. Everything was going smoothly, but the situation has changed since entering Shanxi.

Different from Shandong, due to the big sweep of Gangcun Ningci, it can be said that there are densely packed bunkers and gun towers all over Shanxi. These things are like a shackle that tightly blocks the entire Shanxi.

In this case, it is okay for the small troops to say that it is simply impossible for the large troops to march quickly without alarming the Japanese army.

To make matters worse, since the day before yesterday, they have been discovered by Japanese reconnaissance planes, and the Japanese planes have been harassing them non-stop.

Moreover, the Japanese army is also very cunning. Since the troops in Shanxi are currently very tense, after detecting that this is the main force of the Eighth Route Army with tens of thousands of people, they can't mobilize too many troops by themselves, so they sent planes to harass and bomb them non-stop.

The 115th Division had to leave the main road and take some remote mountain roads, which also caused the troop's marching speed to drop sharply. Seeing that there was no way to reach the destination on the scheduled date, Master Lin said in his heart that he was not in a hurry, it would be a lie of.

"Guards!" Mr. Lin suddenly shouted.

"To!"

"Bring me the map!"

Mr. Lin got off his horse while talking, walked to a grassy field by the side of the road and sat down on the ground, while the guard at the side took out a map from his bag and spread it in front of him.

Before Mr. Lin could look at the map, a deep voice sounded behind him.

"Old Lin, you're looking at the map again!"

The person who came was Luo Political Commissar of the 115th Division.

"Yes!"

Teacher Lin and Political Commissar Luo are very familiar, and he said without raising his head: "The Japanese planes are really annoying. We have tried our best to drill into the ravines, but they are still relentless. Is there any road that is relatively remote and difficult to find."

Political Commissar Luo said helplessly: "Old Lin... I'm not talking about you. If there are really unknown remote paths, our guide will not be unaware. Even if you see through the map, it's useless. You might as well think about it How to get rid of the Japanese planes so we can go comfortably."

"Pretend I don't want to."

Teacher Lin said angrily: "It's just that the Japanese planes are in the sky, and we don't have wings to fly to the sky to shoot them down. What can I do?"

"So." Political Commissar Luo went to Mr. Lin, and sat down beside him, "You have time to study the map, so why not think about how to ask that Commander Gao for some support, we're coming this way , Whether it is weapons, ammunition, medicines and food, the consumption is not small, if they are not replenished, they may not be able to cope with a slightly larger battle."

"Buzzing..."

As soon as Commissar Luo's words fell, there was a low roar in the sky. Hearing this sound, the expressions of both the two of them and the soldiers who were marching changed.

Immediately afterwards, voices resounded through the team.

"The plane is coming, hurry to air defense!"

Accompanied by the order, the soldiers who were on their way left the road one after another and ran towards both sides of the road, but how could it be so easy to hide in such a huge team with so many people.

Before the team could hide, several planes appeared in the sky. This was a small formation consisting of four Type [-] attack planes and two Type [-] fighter planes.

They only circled in the sky for a while to confirm the identity of the ground troops, and then they rushed down towards the marching team.

The first to rush down were two Type 7.7 Type 12.7 fighters. Compared with Type [-], Type [-] replaced the original two [-]mm machine guns with [-]mm and installed a self-sealing fuel tank, which is more powerful and safer. A certain improvement.

"Dong dong dong..."

It is difficult to express in words what it is like to be shot at the ground by a plane with a 12.7mm machine gun. If you have to express it with images and sounds... In the later film, the Seventh Company in Changjin Lake was shot by American fighter planes on that gravel field. This scene should be relatively close to reality, and it is absolutely not too much to describe it as blood and flesh.

With the strafing of Japanese planes, several soldiers who had no time to evade were beaten to pieces on the spot.

Fortunately, the speed of the fighter plane was very fast, and it had to climb again after a dive and strafing.

But then the four Type [-] attack planes also began to rush down towards the ground, and the four aerial bombs mounted under the wings shone coldly in the sun.

Seeing this situation, the soldiers on the ground showed grief and indignation in their eyes. Everyone knew how much casualties would be caused if the Japanese planes dropped all the bombs, but at this moment they had nothing to do.

(End of this chapter)