my bright sword career

Chapter 232

Upon hearing that the Tenth Regiment requested air support, Neiji Okamura did not speak, but looked at Yoshio Shinozuka. He believed that Yoshio Shinozuka and the others knew what to do.

But what surprised him was that Shinozuka Yoshio did not immediately order to send a plane to support him, but frowned, which also made Okamura Ningji feel a little bit bad.

Sure enough, Shinozuka Yoshio said to him with a wry smile: "Your Excellency Gangcun, I'm really sorry, just two days ago, the plane of the Chinese people attacked Taiyuan Airport at night, and the No. 20 flight team was severely damaged. The planes were all destroyed, and the runway at the airport was also damaged, and now there is no way to send planes to support the Tenth Wing."

"Nani? Taiyuan Airport was bombed, how is this possible?" Ichiro Miyamoto couldn't help but exclaimed, "When did the Chinese have the strength to bomb the Imperial Airport?"

Before the July 300th Incident, the Huaxia Air Force had a total of more than 8.14 aircraft. In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, it was inseparable from the Japanese Army Aviation. There were even victories such as the [-] victory, but the good times did not last long. The weakness of heavy industry was thoroughly exposed.

A few years passed, and the original 300 fighter planes were quickly lost, losing the strength to fight against the Japanese army. The few remaining fighter planes could only hide aggrievedly. Now Yoshio Shinozuka actually said that Taiyuan Airport was attacked. When the Huaxia Air Force's sneak attack was unable to support the Tenth Wing, this also surprised Ningji Gangmura.

After hearing this news, Okamura Ningji's face immediately turned serious. As an excellent general, he is naturally extremely sensitive to air power. He knows that whether an army has air support or does not have air support, it is almost impossible to improve its combat effectiveness. There is an essential difference.

He immediately asked: "What about the other airports, is it possible to dispatch the flight from other airports?"

Shinozuka Yoshio shook his head: "Other airports are not impossible, but not only are there fewer planes in those airports, but they are too far away from Xiaolongling, even if they can barely reach it, they can only stay in the air for more than ten minutes. It can be said that it is a drop in the bucket.”

Ningji Gangmura was silent.

Naozaburo Okabe suddenly said: "Commander Okamura, I heard that the Empire has launched a new Type Zero fighter. This aircraft not only has excellent performance, but also has a very long range. Send us a batch? If the First Army has With this fighter, you no longer have to worry about the lack of range of the aircraft.”

"Okabe-kun's news is quite well-informed." Okamura glanced at him with some surprise, "The Zero fighter is indeed a fighter that the Empire has just released, but since this kind of aircraft has just been put into production, the output is still very scarce. We can only give priority to supplying the Navy and some important areas, and if the First Army wants to equip it, it will probably have to wait until June or even the end of this year."

"June?" Naozaburo Okabe shook his head after hearing this: "No...it's too slow."

Okamura Ningji explained: "Mr. Okabe, there is no way to do this. We must focus on the overall situation, and now the main attack direction of the empire on China is still in the Changsha area, and other places still focus on maintaining the status quo. Therefore, the first If the army wants to equip new fighters, it will have to wait."

Neiji Okamura's words not only did not let Naozaburo Okabe feel relieved, but he sneered and said, "Of course it's okay to let us wait for a few months, but I don't know if the Tenth Regiment can wait until then?"

As soon as this remark came out, Okamura Ningji frowned...

"boom……"

A 105-caliber artillery shell fell less than 50 meters away from Li Yunlong. Accompanied by a huge explosion, Li Yunlong followed the sound and saw that several Eighth Route Army soldiers who were shooting at the Japanese army not far away had been covered by thick smoke. and devoured by flames.

"You son of a bitch, I will miss your grandma!" Li Yunlong's eyes were tearing apart. The battle had lasted for almost two hours, and the Japanese artillery fire still showed no sign of stopping.

Due to the hasty blocking of the independent regiment, it started fighting without even building simple temporary fortifications. Under the fierce Japanese artillery fire, the casualties soared. In just over two hours, the independent regiment had already suffered more than 100 casualties.

Li Yunlong also found Zhao Gang after swearing, "Old Zhao, the Kwantung Army of the little devil really deserves its reputation. It is more than a step stronger than the garrison in Shanxi. We are too passive if we continue to fight like this."

At this time, Zhao Gang was hiding behind a back slope and slowly poked his head out, raised the [-] cover and pulled the trigger towards the front.

"Eight hooks..."

Only a crisp sound was heard, and a ghost 300 meters away with only half of his body exposed, who was aiming at this side with a grenadier, leaned back without saying a word, and fell to the ground.

"Well played!" Li Yunlong couldn't help but admired when he saw this.

After Zhao Gang fired a shot, he shrank back to the back slope again, took out bullets from the ammunition box at his waist, and reloaded the rifle.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong was displeased and said, "Old Zhao, did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it." Zhao Gang said angrily, "You are the head of the regiment. You are in charge of military affairs. Why did you come here to ask me?"

"Isn't it a matter of great importance?" Li Yunlong said helplessly: "The devil's artillery fire was too fierce, and we lost a company in less than two hours. I want to lead the whole regiment to charge and play hand-to-hand combat with the little devil, what do you think?"

"Hand-to-hand combat?" Zhao Gang's hands couldn't help shaking, "Lao Li, this is not a joke, you have to think about it? Once this thing is launched, there is no way out. Maybe the independent group will be killed today. It has to be explained here."

People who have not experienced the cruelty of hand-to-hand combat cannot understand it. It is absolutely not an exaggeration to describe it as life-for-life, and once it starts, there is no way out, it can be said that it will only rest until death.

If the whole group really wants to start a hand-to-hand battle, maybe the independent group will have to explain everything here today.

Li Yunlong was also very helpless, "Old Zhao, if there is a way, I will not launch a whole regiment charge, but the artillery fire of the little devil is too fierce, and our mortars alone cannot beat him.

Tell yourself, should you hide here and be slowly bombarded to death by the little devil, or fight vigorously with the little devil to survive? "

Zhao Gang was silent for a while, and finally nodded slowly, "Okay, since you have already made up your mind, I support you."

"Dick tick tick... da da tick..."

Soon, the passionate charge sounded from the position.

Accompanied by the sound of the charge, soldiers of the Eighth Route Army jumped up from their hiding places, and rows of bright bayonets shone in the cold wind.The troops rushed onto the road like a tide, and in an instant, the crowd in yellow uniforms and the crowd in gray uniforms were twisted together.

(End of this chapter)