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Chapter 214 The Parachute Full of Jokes

In the early morning of May 1941, 5, the Japanese Army Campaign Command Post.

Looking at the casualty report sent back from the front line, Neiji Okamura's heart was gradually filled with anger.There seemed to be a line of words written on his face, that is, he came in good spirits and returned in disappointment.

Thirteen hours have passed since the battle officially started.

All the four originally planned offensive routes had accidents, and none of them were opened up. Our own heavy weapons and Army Aviation suffered heavy losses.

Neji Gangmura prides himself on being an iron-blooded soldier. He doesn't care about the lives of soldiers and officers at the grassroots level.

But the loss of such a large number of armored troops and aircraft made him, the commander of the North China Front Army, a bit overwhelmed.

Besides, everyone in the command post knew one thing. If the progress of the offensive continued to drag like this, the six divisions would pay more and more.

All this is because Okamura Ningji miscalculated the relationship between the Eighth Route Army and the Zhongtiaoshan defenders, which directly led to the strategic failure of the North China Front Army.

The old devil never expected that there are really people who repay kindness with kindness in the world.

Tactical failures can also be made up with their own hard power, but strategic failures are usually difficult to remedy.

Now that the six divisions are upright, they can't push the two group armies of Guoguo, which makes it difficult for Neiji Okamura, who has always regarded himself as aloof, to accept it.

If Amaterasu can give him a chance to start over, the old devil will definitely choose to use six divisions to launch an unprecedented sweep in Jin Province.

At this point, we can only think of a way to break the situation.

"Tanabe-kun, how is the attack of the 41st Division? Now we must take Yuanqu County at all costs. Only when the two armies in Zhongtiao Mountain are successfully separated can we carry out the division and encirclement."

"If you can't do this step, don't mention the gradual annihilation."

Moritake Tanabe looked at the information in his hand, and then showed a very embarrassed expression.

As the previous head of the 41st Division, he clearly knew how much money the troops had.

"Your Excellency, Commander, if the Eighth Route Army's air force does not continue to dispatch, it will take at least three days to break through the enemy's defense based on the existing heavy firepower on the northern line of Zhongtiao Mountain."

"Without artillery coverage, most of the armored units, and army aviation, the soft attack and breakthrough of the 41st Division has dropped to the lowest point."

"No matter how brave and brave the warriors of my brother's country are, they still need human lives to tear their mouths apart."

Although Neiji Okamura had already guessed the answer to the question, it was a different feeling to hear his chief of staff say it himself.He rubbed his forehead and said very tiredly:

"How many fighters and bombers do we have in Taiyuan? When will support be in place."

Moritake Tanabe was silent for a few seconds, and he calculated silently in his heart.

"There are still 21 Type 67 fighters that can be used across the board, and [-] bombers of various types that can be deployed."

"It will take half a day for the army aviation that came from central China to reach the battlefield. It is expected that there will be a flying regiment. It will consist of fighter jets from two flying teams, and a light explosive flying team."

"The Garrison in Mongolia will also send a batch of anti-aircraft weapons, depending on the railway transportation situation."

After listening to the report, Neiji Okamura nodded helplessly.Losing so much equipment, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.After thinking for a moment, he came to the strategic situation map.

"We can't procrastinate any longer. We will act immediately at dawn. We must take down Yuanqu County today, and then the main force of the Moji Eighth Route Army will come to support it."

"Once we are attacked, the consequences will be unimaginable. Prepare to use our secret weapon. My brother country never supports idlers. It's time for them to be loyal to His Majesty the Locust."

"Hi!"

Although he verbally agreed to his own commander, Moritake Tanabe obviously had some scruples.When no one was around, he turned sideways and reminded in a low voice:

"You should know that it is still an experimental force. As for their specific performance on the battlefield, I have always been skeptical."

"Presumably you have heard some negative comments about the empty jews."

After hearing this sentence, Neiji Okamura's face turned dark.

It's really not because the chief of staff questioned his order, mainly because the paratrooper unit under his command is really not something to strive for.

When it was first formed, the top army officers were put together by Bei Bian and Ugly Country, and all kinds of jokes emerged one after another.

Although all the soldiers and grassroots officers were elites drawn from the North China Front Army, the commander in charge of training often boasted about the so-called new tactics.

But almost no one in the dispatched army is optimistic about them. It is not too much to say that they are notorious and despised by others.

"Mr. Tanabe, we have no choice now. If we can't win the Yuanqu County, even if we win the battle, we will have to pay a huge price. Neither you nor I can afford this responsibility."

"Mobilize all the fighters and send the transport planes and paratroopers to the enemy's rear. As long as half the soldiers can reach the designated location, the chance of breaking the situation will be doubled."

Seeing that the commander had made the final decision, Moritake Tanabe had no choice but to execute the order.But considering his future career, he still kindly reminded:
"Your Excellency, Commander, it is said that those guys will be reduced every time they train."

"The consultants who came to help gave a very low evaluation, saying that their skydiving movements were mechanical and stiff. And their thinking was very fixed. The hardened infantry thinking in their bones could not be changed."

"It is also said that the samurai are very good as infantry, and they are not qualified as paratroopers. Whether they can achieve results on the battlefield, we should be pessimistic."

Okamura Ningji's old face is getting more and more broken, so why doesn't he know these things.

As an Army general, he studied the emerging branch of the paratrooper.The problem with their own troops is not only training, but also weapons.

The paratroopers of European military powers are equipped with a large number of submachine guns.

But the submachine guns of the Japanese army only began to be equipped in February this year, and it is not known when it will be their turn for the North China Front Army.

Paratroopers armed with [-]-type rifles, Taisho [-]-type light machine guns, and [-]-type grenade grenades are not enough in terms of firepower, and their role in the battlefield behind enemy lines is very limited.

"Tanabe-kun, execute the order! I have another plan!"

"The 43rd Division in the defenders on the northern line of Zhongtiao Mountain has very low fighting will, and I am going to concentrate my forces to force a breakthrough."

"As for how effective the secret weapon can be, you and I don't have to think about such things. If it doesn't work, just send an infantry brigade to the north bank of the Yellow River.

"Hi!"

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Taiyuan Airport, North China Front Air Force Base.

Xiaoguan Longping finally waited for the order from the front line. He rushed out of the rest room with his samurai sword in extreme excitement, and shouted at the soldiers who were training in stabbing:
"At Zhongtiao Mountain! Your Excellency Okamura Ningji has deployed a full six divisions! But their offensive situation is not ideal! It has been a whole day, and the front has only advanced one-third of the plan."

"Now! We are the saviors of the entire North China Dispatch Army! Next! The battlefield will be taken over by our empty troops!"

"Gentlemen! Let's act! After 5 minutes, everyone must be ready to go!"

Although the devil's commander is good at eloquence, he did a decent mobilization before the war.But each soldier is like a walking dead, only responding to the call of his own officer mechanized.

Who made this army not only train hard on weekdays, but also have a surprisingly high death rate, and there is no morale at all.

Fortunately, Neiji Okamura did not make things difficult for them, and the order he issued was not very difficult.

The air force is only required to destroy the communication system between the defenders of the Zhongtiao Mountain defense line based on the existing information in their hands.

If there is still energy left, try to encircle the enemy's division-level command post as much as possible.

After 5 minutes, all soldiers assembled.

In order to successfully complete the task and live up to Neiji Okamura's trust in him, Ryuhei Koseki also spent a lot of money.

The devil commander decided to put all the paratroopers under his command into the battlefield at once.In a sense, the quality is not enough to make up the quantity.

I know the matter well. The entire air jerk team has not been established for a long time, and the members have only undergone high-altitude parachute training twice.Most importantly, this fledgling force has no actual combat experience.

Zhongtiao Mountain, which is about to be deadlocked, is their first battle, and he, the commander, is also a little uncertain.

Looking at the warriors who were all ready to go, Xiaoguan Longping threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He waved to the side, signaling the ground staff at Taiyuan Airport to bring out the things he ordered.

At the same time, the devil chief took out a white turban with the ointment flag painted on it from his pocket.Then he took out oil paint and painted a picture of a warrior in the Warring States Period on his face.

After all preparations were completed, Xiaoguan Longping took the small wine bowl from the ground staff.

"Samurai! The time has come to show your loyalty to His Majesty the Locust! I hope you can abandon the fear in your heart, take up the weapons in your hands with me, and kill those enemies who stand in front of us!"

"set off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swallowed the wine in the wine bowl in one gulp.

Due to the sudden incident, there was no sake prepared at Taiyuan Airport, so the ground staff could only find Fenjiu to make up the number.

Accustomed to low-alcohol sake, the first time he drank baijiu choked Xiaoguan Ryuping enough, his face quickly turned red.

The soldiers of the Air Force also followed suit, basically following in the footsteps of their own officers, with an unhealthy blush appearing on their faces.

Under the leadership of Xiaoguan Longping, everyone boarded the transport plane and the partially modified [-] heavy bomber "in an orderly manner".

If nothing else, accidents will happen.

Because of the fighter jets of the Eighth Route Army, they killed a large number of Army Aviation bombers, and even sent the pilots to meet the locusts.

In addition, their air support team was dispatched with all members, and the number of transport planes at Taiyuan Airport was far from enough, so they had to temporarily transfer the [-] heavy explosion of Army Aviation for emergency response.

Then came the problem, the pilots of different types of aircraft were separated like mountains, and even Erich Hartmann had an accident when he changed the aircraft for the first time.

Pilots who have never been in contact with a twin-engine heavy bomber have drained their energy just to let the [-] heavy bomber take off smoothly.

The huge formation had just left the airspace of Taiyuan when they collided at an altitude of 3000 meters.

A [-] heavy bomber deviated from its own route crookedly, and collided firmly with a transport plane when no one expected it.

This accident also forced an escorting Type [-] fighter jet to return, and those short-lived paratroopers had achieved the achievement of being loyal to the locust before participating in an actual battle.

Looking at the wreckage that fell into the sky, Ryohei Xiaoguan swallowed, his hands gripping the samurai sword trembled a little.

"Baga, we almost crashed into each other! How do these piggy things fly the plane, even without the interference of anti-aircraft guns, they can still collide with each other."

"Everyone, don't be nervous! It's just a little accident!"

In the prayers of the devils begging grandpa to tell grandma, the pilot finally drove the fighter plane to the airspace of Zhongtiao Mountain.

Probably because the pilots of the bomber were too nervous, they opened the hatch without saying a word, and threw all the weapon boxes in the magazine to the Guogua defenders' position in one go.

Finally arrived at the designated area, but the leading [-] heavy bomber misjudged the airborne field due to the illusion of flying, and even threw the entire airlift team into the col.

Hundreds of devils couldn't even open their parachutes in time, and they fell into the mountains like dumplings.The sound of wailing resounded throughout the sky, and many soldiers were still wrapped in umbrella ropes before they died.

After landing safely, Xiaoguan Longping's face was as ugly as a pig's liver.

Although the entire air jousting team hadn't had time to assemble yet, he conservatively estimated that at least two-fifths of the non-combat attrition was attributable, and he was lucky to be able to gather 500 people in the end.

In fact, when the first batch of soldiers airborne, he had a bad feeling.

It's just that the machine didn't malfunction, and the hatches were all open, so there's no reason not to jump at the door.

But the difficulty of actual combat is not one or two points worse than the usual training.

Xiaoguan Longping realized one thing after he got out of the cabin, the survival rate after landing almost depends on the luck of the soldiers.

In order to ensure a certain combat effectiveness after landing, he personally ordered some veterans to jump off with rifles on their backs.

But according to his observations, many soldiers' paracords were entangled in their rifles, and they fell to pieces when they jumped off.Even if you are lucky and don't get entangled, the rifle may hit the ground and stab yourself.

Even the family samurai sword he carried with him almost missed something, almost costing his life.

After all the soldiers assembled according to the location provided by the signal flares, the old devil almost had a brain hemorrhage.There were more than 800 warriors when they set off, but now there are less than 500 left.

And the weapon box was also lost a lot, either fell into the mountains or could not be found.

In the event of a battle, their empty squadron can only survive with the Southern Fourteen Styles in their hands.There are nearly two squadrons, but there are only 120 rifles, five light machine guns and five grenades.

"Baga! Damn Army Airline pilot! Wait until I return to Taiyuan! I will crush you!"

"Why are you in a daze! Quickly confirm our current location! What's wrong with the lack of weapons? I'll take you to grab the preserved fruit troops!"

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Even though the parachute operation of the North China Front Army was full of jokes, the 43rd Army that was still guarding near Yuanqu County was taken aback by these airborne troops that fell from the sky.

The combat effectiveness and fighting will of this unit were not strong at all. If it were not for the support of the Eighth Route Army Air Force and the 17th Army on the west side, they might have been dispersed by the enemy in the first wave of attacks.

As a non-Guofu direct line army, most of the soldiers of the 43rd Army come from the bottom of society.

Fortunately, the foundation was laid down by Yan Laoxi, and the matter of arresting strong men is relatively less.

However, it is still a fact that the average cultural level of the troops is low. In addition, the soldiers have been fascinated by folk stories since they were young, and they are easily misled by some things they have never seen before.

When a bunch of strange things fell from the sky, the soldiers at the bottom quickly panicked, and their morale dropped a lot for a while.

Fortunately, the northern defense line of Zhongtiao Mountain is the junction of the Fifth Army and the No.14 Army.

After patient communication between the two army commanders, they decided that the 43rd Army would send a regiment of troops to the rear to see what happened.

As the saying goes, there is no army without a river.

The head of the troops transferred to the rear was a Sichuan native.

After Wang Dahai came out of Sichuan in 1937, he traveled to various war zones.Almost participated in all the battles, big and small, which is why he can be the head of the regiment.

The 21st regiment itself is a supplementary regiment, and [-]% of the regiment is recruits.

After half a day of fighting, there were only 800 soldiers left in their regiment.This is all thanks to the head of the regiment, without his guidance, the number of casualties would have at least doubled.

However, the ammunition in their hands is not rich, basically an encounter is the limit.

On the way to the destination, Wang Dahai kept comforting the soldiers around him in a low voice.

"I don't know which treasure it is, but the little devil will ask God if you shout. It's such a big deal, and it almost exploded the camp?"

"Guawazi, don't you even look where this is! This is China, they can invite a hammer! Even if they invite it, it must be to help us."

"I've been slumped all day, where am I! Don't be afraid! Squatting on that Kaka head every day, you don't look like a soldier!"

In the entire 43rd Army, no one has ever heard of the novelty of paratroopers.

At that time, many recruits in the army thought that the devils had used something crooked when they saw the white parachutes.Inexplicably, an atmosphere of fear spread across the battlefield.

As a veteran, Wang Dahai naturally couldn't be afraid of these illusory things.

In order to stabilize the soldiers in the regiment, he could only enlighten the soldiers while performing reconnaissance.Although the wording is a bit rough, it still vaguely means an instructor.

After hearing the commander's words, the expressions of the soldiers were obviously much better.There was even a young man who took the initiative to speak and told what he had seen and heard.

"The head of the group is right! I can even hear the sound of the plane! Those devils must have been transported here by plane. What's there to be afraid of?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an Arisaka rifle bullet hit his shoulder at a strange angle.

The little soldier fell to the ground in response, but he clenched his teeth and tried not to let himself make a sound!If he yelled at this time, he would be telling the enemy devils that someone was here.

"Everyone lie down! There are enemies ahead! Spread out quickly! Watch out for the enemy's grenades! Medics! Carry the wounded to the back!"

Just as Wang Dahai issued the order, a sharp-eyed soldier in the regiment saw the devil at the front.They used trees and rocks as cover and kept approaching them.

At the same time, the sound of grenades echoed in the forest, and the reconnaissance team had already found wounded.

"Give me the light machine gun! Give me another helmet! First battalion commander, take your men to the northern hillside, let the devils approach us and we will all die!"

"Find a way to knock out the grenades! Don't be suppressed by them! We have a lot of people! Dolls, don't be afraid!"

Listening to Wang Dahai's voice, the soldiers seemed to have found their backbone.They began to take up the weapons in their hands, and began to fight back through the few bunkers.

But compared with these well-trained Japanese troops, an incomplete supplementary regiment is still not enough.

With the opening of the five-door grenadier, the Devil machine gunners lay on the ground with crooked handles and began to fight back.Every precise short burst can cause casualties to the preserved fruit troops.

Even Xiaoguan Longping took the Nanfang Fourteenth Style and kept shooting behind a tree to cheer.

The two sides only fought for 5 minutes, and less than 21 people from the 100st Regiment had already fallen, and the situation became more and more unfavorable to them.

"The barrel is too hot! Water it! Prepare a few more magazines for me, this light machine gun can't stop! As soon as it stops, the devil will come up!"

It stands to reason that the Czech light machine gun can change the barrel.

But at this time the battle was fierce, and the distance between the enemy and us was only 400 meters.And this distance is getting closer every second, there is no time to change the barrel.

What's more, the two machine guns of the 21st regiment were given by their superiors before departure, so there is no such thing as a spare barrel.

Just as the water was pouring on the gun barrel, a grenade from a grenadier hit near Wang Dahai.The conscientious regiment leader moved several times with a machine gun, but was still seized by the enemy.

Fortunately, his injury was not fatal, but he would not be able to participate in the battle for a while.

At the same time, dozens of devils with 21 caps and bayonets quietly touched the side of the [-]st regiment.The moment the light machine guns went off, they charged.

"Dark Black Card! Onboard!"

The drugged devils went in groups of two and charged forward using everything that could be used as a cover.This kind of elite devil with a murderous look made the recruits panic for a while.

At the critical moment, the sound of Czech light machine guns echoed in the mountains and forests again.The commander of the second battalion took over Wang Dahai's position, and started shooting at the devils rushing forward with a machine gun.

"Don't stand still, prepare to change the magazine."

"Why panic, we veterans are not dead yet."

"Everyone prepare grenades! Follow my orders! Throw them whenever I say!"

When the devils were about to rush into this position, which was not considered a position, more than 30 wooden-handled grenades were thrown on their only path, and the crisis of hand-to-hand combat was temporarily lifted.

The soldier next to the second battalion commander seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. He stumbled and pressed the bullets, and said in a voice so small that others could not hear:
"If there are gods, please come and save us!"

　The time of the new chapter is hell, but it's 6k!

　　I want daily million today!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)