my bright sword career

Chapter 194 Can We Really Win This War

The next morning, the Japanese army began to launch a tentative attack, and this attack was no longer the size of a squadron or a brigade as before, but a full two wings.

Yes, you read it right.

Ishihara Wanji and Iwase Takehiko, who had two divisions, each dispatched a unit to attack the Liantai militia from the left and right sides. Not only that, Ishihara Wanji also dispatched more than ten transport ships to transport The two attacking units were transported to the opposite bank, so Gao Hongming's plan to use the stone bridge to block the passage of the Japanese army fell through.

On the first line of defense, Wu Chengfeng put down his binoculars, looked at the Japanese soldiers coming towards his own position in the form of skirmishers in the distance, and said angrily: "The reaction of the little devil is so fast, they immediately noticed it."

"It's natural, the little devil is not a fool, it's good enough that our little calculation can hold them back for a day." The deputy battalion commander looked worried, "Then we have to fight head-to-head, but I don't know what our battalion can do. How long?"

Wu Chengfeng said lightly: "As long as we can last, even if the first battalion has more than 800 people, we must not let the little devils easily set foot on our position! Besides, we are not holding fire sticks in our hands, little devils Even if we want to eat it, we have to knock out a mouthful of teeth!"

"Woooooooo..."

As soon as Wu Chengfeng's words fell, the air defense siren sounded terribly, and a large group of black spots flew in the distant sky, and the Japanese planes came to visit again.

"Sure enough, as expected by the group, the little devil's plane is coming again." Wu Chengfeng's expression was fixed, and he turned to the deputy battalion commander and said, "Except for the observation post, everyone immediately entered the artillery hole to hide."

As Wu Chengfeng's voice fell, the Japanese plane had already arrived over the position of the Liantai militia, and today it was still the plane of the No.30 flying team.

However, unlike yesterday, today's third flying team was dispatched in full force. This time they not only dispatched 36 Type 97 heavy bombers, eight Type [-] fighters, and sixteen Type [-] fighters.

As soon as the Japanese fleet arrived over the position, they started dropping bombs.

Faced with the Japanese planes that started bombing without saying a word, the Liantai militia will naturally not be used to them. The 88 anti-aircraft guns and Bofors 40 anti-aircraft guns directly under the regiment's air defense battalion, and the Whirlwind and Rafale self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery under the armored battalion immediately Just let out a roar.

Not only that, the M2 Browning large-caliber heavy machine guns under the guard battalion and urgently allocated to the five infantry battalions under it also poured flames into the sky at the same time.

With 100 or [-] anti-aircraft guns and more than [-] large-caliber machine guns firing together, the battle reached its climax at the beginning. The explosion was deafening for a while, black smoke rose in the air, billowing thick smoke and red flames engulfed the position , The positions of the Liantai militia were also groaning under the bombing of Japanese planes.

"boom……"

A Bofors anti-aircraft artillery position was hit by a 50kg heavy bomb, and the entire position was instantly surrounded by flames. The artillery on the emplacement, including more than a dozen gunners, was instantly gasified.

"it is good!"

Takehiko Iwase, who saw this scene through the binoculars, had a smile on his face, but before he could finish his praise, he saw that the Type [-] fighter that had just dropped its bomb and pulled its nose up to prepare to climb was immediately shot down by ten people nearby. Many anti-aircraft machine guns concentrated fire, and several flames hit it almost simultaneously.

The Type [-] fighter immediately emitted thick black smoke, and after just two or three seconds, a fire ignited immediately, and then fell headlong to the ground, and then turned into a ball of flames with a loud noise.

Of course, the fierce artillery fire of the Liantai militia also attracted more violent bombing and strafing by Japanese planes. Heavy bombers continued to drop bombs on the positions. The violent explosions and thick smoke almost turned the front positions into hell.

But even so, the anti-aircraft artillery of the Liantai militia did not have the slightest fear. Regardless of the casualties, the gunners fired desperately into the sky, and the tongues of flames shining with orange light were their unyielding answer.

Air defense positions have been bombed continuously, but Japanese planes have also been hit continuously.

Seeing Japanese planes falling with thick smoke from time to time, Takehiko Iwase's expression changed from excitement at the beginning to a little uneasiness and heartache, and finally all emotions turned into distress and fear.

The reason was simple. Within 10 minutes of the bombing, he witnessed more than a dozen planes, including seven Type [-] heavy bombers, falling to the ground with thick smoke.

At another observation point, Ishihara Wanji, who also witnessed all this, also looked solemn.

For a long time, he murmured to himself: "We can't fight like this anymore, the Great Japanese Empire can't afford such a loss."

Standing next to him, Chief of Staff Matsuoka Kenichi asked a little puzzled: "Your Excellency, Commander, although we have lost some fighter planes, we have also destroyed a lot of China's anti-aircraft artillery. Why do you say that the imperial I can’t bear such a loss. You must know that with the size of the empire, the loss of more than a dozen aircraft is nothing at all.”

Ishihara turned his head slightly, looked at him like an idiot, and sighed softly: "Matsuoka-san, do you know how much a Type [-] heavy bomber costs?"

Before Mr. Ken Matsuoka could speak, he said the answer on his own: "35 yen! The Type 18 fighter is 20 yen, and the Type 400 fighter is [-] yen. In just one hour, we lost nearly [-] million yen, do you know what that means?

You don't understand anything, but you are talking nonsense here! "

Ishihara Wan'er's words were extremely blunt, it could even be said to be a curse.

Kenichi Matsuoka's face turned red. It's not that he doesn't know what Ishihara Waner said, but in his opinion, any economic loss is tolerable compared to realizing the sex circle.

This may be a difference in concept. Ishihara Wanji believes that war is not just about fighting blindly, but about weighing the pros and cons of all aspects, and not fighting for the sake of war.

Fanatic officers like Kenichi Matsuoka, on the other hand, believe that as long as the war can be won, any sacrifice is acceptable, even if the entire nation eats grass.

However, anger is anger. In the highly hierarchical Japanese army, Kenichi Matsuoka did not dare to talk back to his immediate superior, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart and bowed his head.

Of course, Ishihara Waner was aware of the unwillingness in his chief of staff, he just smiled lightly, for him, such idiots commanding charges and killing people were all over the entire Japanese army, and it was not worth getting angry at such people.

Turning my eyes to the sky again, there are still fires and explosions all over the sky, positions are destroyed one by one, and planes are shot down.

The more Ishihara Waner looked at it, the heavier his heart became, and a thought flashed in his mind.

"Can the Great Japanese Empire really win this war?"

(End of this chapter)