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"fire!"

When the watch hands reached 0:30 in the evening, the commander of the rocket artillery company directly under the brigade headquarters roared and gave the order to fire.

The three rocket launcher positions that had already been in position all opened fire at the same time.

In just 7-9 seconds, all 12 rockets on a rocket launcher were fired.

Twelve rockets with tail flames flew towards the target 12 kilometers away. As the flight path lengthened, the speed of the rockets became faster and faster.

With the whistling sound of friction with the air, it was as majestic as the judgment of the King of Hell.

At the three rocket launcher arrays, all the soldiers remembered the requirements that Yu Ye had given them during the training: "As long as you have adjusted the firing parameters, just focus on firing all the rocket launchers at hand.

Regardless of whether the intended target is hit or not.

Loading must be completed within one minute and firing must be completed quickly.

I expect you to be able to fire 6 rockets per gun within 36 minutes.

After sending it, just open it and leave. No hesitation or stopping is allowed. "

At this point, Yu Ye made a witty remark: "A real man never looks back at the explosion!"

Obviously, the artillery soldiers in these three positions are all real men. They load and fire quickly, and just fire regardless of the consequences.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

Seven minutes later, all the soldiers of the artillery company had harnessed three cannons to their horses and turned around to retreat.

Very straightforward, without any delay.

When we came, each of us carried a 107mm rocket launcher weighing more than kilograms. Now everyone unloaded the -kilogram weight and marched quickly, feeling so refreshed.

Zhang Dabiao, who was the forward defense force, gathered his troops and evacuated quickly without anyone's orders after seeing that all three positions had completed three rounds of concentrated fire.

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Yangmingbao Airport, the outer Japanese defense position.

The Nakamura Battalion, which had just been transferred here, was responsible for all the peripheral security work of Yangmingbao Airport. Its captain Nakamura strongly disagreed with this appointment.

"It takes a battalion of ours to guard a small Yangmingbao Airport. I think Captain Yoshino is a little too nervous.

We have been fighting the Chinese army for so many years, and we know the Eighth Route Army very well.

With their forces and equipment, how could they destroy our Yangmingbao Airport without making any noise?"

"Captain Nakamura, three years ago, the 769th Regiment of the Eighth Route Army bombed our Yangmingbao Airport once." His staff reminded Nakamura.

"You also said that it was three years ago. Three years ago, Yangmingbao Airport was just a flying squadron with more than 100 guards, but now they have more than 350 people stationed there.

Even if the Eighth Route Army sent another regiment this time, it would not be possible to approach the airport quietly.

Now they are sending us here to guard the airport. This is really an excessive worry."

Captain Nakamura disagreed and thought his staff were worrying too much.

"Captain Nakamura, I recently heard that the brigade under Commander Kasahara Koizumi of the 4th Brigade responsible for guarding the railway was defeated by a regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

And the Eighth Route Army also has heavy firepower."

"Watanabe-kun, you are just too cautious. I don't believe that with China's military capabilities, he can have a continuous supply of heavy firepower.

I think the last attack has exhausted their stockpile of heavy weapons."

Captain Nakamura interrupted his staff's advice, saying that he did not think the Eighth Route Army would have strong and sustained firepower.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the whistling sound caused by the friction between the shells and the air above his head.

Ok?

what's the situation?

Can't you just come when you want?

Can't I have the ability to do the opposite?

The Japanese captain Nakamura walked out of the temporary command structure of his headquarters and saw several shells with tails of flames falling towards the airport above his head.

These shells actually dragged extremely long white smoke columns, extending from far away and passing at low altitude. The connection point of these smoke columns was Yangmingbao Airport.

Captain Nakamura was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

What the hell is going on?

We had clearly set up the front line of the position five kilometers away, and also set up mobile patrols along the line about 8 kilometers away. How the hell were there still artillery shells hitting us?

With Captain Nakamura's horrified gaze, the first batch of rocket launchers finally landed.

The aim was slightly off, not landing in the middle of the airport, but slightly to the east, covering roughly one-third of the airport.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of explosions sounded, and the covered one-third of the area was instantly covered by artillery shells.

Nakamura saw that three or four planes were directly hit by artillery shells. Since the planes' fuel tanks were full of fuel at that time, when the artillery shells exploded, the fuel was also ignited.

This one-third area was instantly ignited.

The entire airport, including the Nakamura Battalion, became alert instantly. The Japanese soldiers stationed at the airport took out fire-fighting equipment and prepared to put out the fire on the planes that were not affected by the explosion but were ignited by the burning fuel.

But it was all in vain.

Just a few seconds later, another wave of powerful rockets came from two other directions.

This time Nakamura counted carefully and found that there were about 12 shells in each direction, and these shells were covering the direction of the airport again.

The accuracy of the two waves this time was a little poor, and the area covered was not as large as the first wave. Even more than ten shells missed the airport and hit the position of the Nakamura Regiment instead.

Looking at the casualties among his soldiers, Nakamura felt both distressed and fortunate. He was fortunate that the shells from these two directions did not fall into the airport, otherwise the losses to the military would have been even greater.

However, Nakamura's relief did not last long. In less than a minute, the second wave of artillery shells from three directions attacked again.

This time there was no order of priority and they arrived almost at the same time.

A total of 36 shells.

Artillery shells with increased range and quantity.

At the same time, the Japanese Yangmingbao Airport was hit.

This time, there was almost no deviation, and all 36 shells hit within the range of Yangmingbao Airport.

The 36-shot artillery shells were even more lively than setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

If you are in a desperate situation, you can use tactics to intervene. If you are successful, you can just bomb me!

The two attacks on Yangmingbao are the best illustration of this sentence.

Three years ago, an entire regiment of the 769th Regiment launched an attack on Yangmingbao Airport and sneaked into the airport by means of infiltration. The martyrs pulled out grenades and died together with the planes, paying a tragic price.

This time, a battalion of the independent regiment, along with an artillery company, carried out intensive fire coverage 15 kilometers away.

After the second wave of 36 shells exploded, almost all 50 aircraft were affected, and the fuel stored in the refueling area was also ignited by the explosion.

The entire airport area of ​​more than 10,000 square meters became a sea of ​​fire.

At the beginning, all the Japanese soldiers holding fire-fighting equipment were surrounded by the sea of ​​fire. The fire-fighting equipment in their hands was completely useless, and they themselves were also covered by flames.

In the entire Yangmingbao Airport, more than 300 Japanese devils were almost all set on fire, and the sound of the explosions was mixed with wailing.

Nakamura was just about to give an order to mobilize one-third of the soldiers to go to Yangmingbao Airport to put out the fire, even though he knew it was futile, he would save as many people as he could.

Before he could open his mouth, the third wave of shells hit Yangmingbao Airport again with a whistling sound that made his scalp tingle.

Although about half of the shells deviated from their position and did not land within the airport, it no longer mattered.

Nakamura opened his mouth, but in the end, nothing came out.

He looked at the Yangmingbao Airport not far away. At this time, the entire airport was already red, and the flames were more than ten meters high.

In the dark night, the entire burning Yangmingbao Airport appeared particularly dazzling and eye-catching.

There was only one word in Nakamura's mind.

The flames are raging!