Bright Sword: An eight-year-old boy led a group to fight the Japanese invaders

The New 1st Regiment and the Independent Regiment at the opposite Luanyun Pass began to charge when the bombardment ended.

But by the time they rushed to the Japanese camp, the battle was basically over. Even if there were some Japanese soldiers who resisted stubbornly, they would be defeated by the tanks.

So Ding Wei, Li Yunlong and Kong Jie could only stare in amazement at the tanks showing off their might on the battlefield.

"Lao Kong, you slapped me, how come I saw something bigger than the Japanese tank?"

"Pa!" Kong Jie hit Li Yunlong hard, then covered his hand and said affirmatively,

"Yes, it's a tank, and it's our Eighth Route Army's tank!"

Li Yunlong didn't care about Kong Jie's strength. He quickly ran to the tank parked far away from the girl and reached out to touch it.

The cold touch made him tremble involuntarily, but his heart was burning with excitement. These were tanks of the Eighth Route Army. If his New 1st Regiment had a few of them, wouldn't he be able to take off?

The shock of the tanks made Li Yunlong forget to clean up the battlefield. You know, his favorite thing in the past was to clean up the battlefield!

"Comrade, I'm Li Yunlong, the commander of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment. Can you drive this thing?"

Wang Xiaoxi had just jumped off the tank and was then grabbed by Li Yunlong.

Wang Xiaoxi looked at Li Yunlong coldly. He wanted to scold him, but then he remembered that the independent regiment was here to support him, so he shouted,

"Come here, Wu Long, and talk to this Captain Li!"

When Deputy Squadron Leader Wu Long heard that it was Li Yunlong, he immediately understood and pulled Li Yunlong away.

At 6:30 in the morning, the Japanese 39th Brigade Headquarters and the 77th Regiment were completely wiped out. The chief of staff insisted on taking a walk on the battlefield, and Wang Ye had no choice but to take him down.

The chief of staff watched the soldiers of the independent brigade cleaning up the battlefield. Whenever they came across a Japanese soldier who was still alive, they would shoot him from a distance, then run closer and stab him twice with their bayonets.

I couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Wang Ye, your soldiers' treatment of the Japanese prisoners was a little inappropriate, wasn't it?"

"Of course it's fine, these are the elite soldiers of the 20th Division.

All of them have undergone years of training and militaristic education. They will not surrender.

For the safety of our soldiers, the battalion issued a collective order before the battle: prisoners can be spared, but the devils must die! "

The chief of staff opened his mouth but didn't say anything because he was already attracted by the tanks of the tank squadron.

"Is this the secret weapon of your independent brigade?"

Wang Ye introduced, "Commander, this is a new type of tank I bought from abroad. It has powerful firepower and thick armor. The Japanese tanks are powerless in front of it!"

"Okay, okay!"

The chief of staff couldn't let go of the tank.

"Report to the captain, the scouts ahead sent a telegram saying that the Japanese took off a squadron of 12 planes from Taiyuan Airport. Judging from the direction they are heading, they are likely to be heading towards us!"

Wang Ye knew that the Japanese had observation posts at all airports in Shanxi Province. Because the army's combat support was blocked, the Japanese had to use airplanes.

Therefore, Wang Ye’s order to the intelligence department was to keep an eye on all enemies that could attack the independent battalion.

"Pass the order down, speed up the cleanup of the battlefield, everyone hide in 15 minutes, and let the artillery battalion prepare for battle!"

The independent battalion's artillery battalion was equipped entirely with 88mm anti-aircraft guns, which were originally prepared to attack Japanese aircraft.

After receiving the order, Zheng Dapao immediately ordered the artillery battalion to prepare for battle and raised all the gun muzzles.

"It's been a while since we last fought against the enemy's planes. They must have forgotten how powerful our independent brigade is!

Comrades, the Japanese planes are coming, this time there are 12 fighter planes coming, do you think it is possible to let them go back? "

"cannot!"

The roar of hundreds of people shook the mountains and forests. Even the chief of staff, who was far away from the artillery position, could hear it.

"Comrade Wang Ye, your soldiers are very spirited!"

"Commander, the soldiers of the independent brigade light up their eyes whenever they hear the word 'japanese'. They are so awesome!"

At 7:12 in the morning, Japanese planes appeared on the horizon. Fortunately, they were coming from the southeast, which was different from the direction of the sun, otherwise the artillery's vision would be affected.

"All units, please be aware, the enemy aircraft has appeared!"

The sound of the observation post rang out over the intercom. Zheng Dapao clenched the intercom and shouted,

"All artillerymen are ready to fire according to the preset targets!"

The captain of the Japanese flying squadron was told by the headquarters and the captain of the flying squadron before departure that the enemy had anti-aircraft firepower.

Therefore, this battle will mainly rely on high-altitude bombing, and the aircraft must maintain a good altitude.

The Japanese squadron leader looked at the coordinates getting closer and closer and knew he had found the place. Unfortunately, there were no coordinate points on the ground.

They couldn't find the enemy even if they wanted to drop bombs.

"Baga, are all the people in the 39th Brigade idiots?"

The enemy planes could not find their target and could only hover in the sky. How could Zheng Dapao miss such a good opportunity?

"Fire!"

"Boom boom boom..." 24 guns fired at the same time. Countless shells appeared in the sky instantly, forming a firepower network.

The 88mm anti-aircraft gun can fire 15 rounds per minute, an average of one round every 4 seconds. The 24 guns can fire 360 ​​shells per minute.

These shells formed a fire network in the sky, and the Japanese planes crashed into it without paying attention.

In the instant of opening fire, four Japanese planes were shot down. "Pull up, quickly pull up!"

The captain of the Japanese flight squadron shouted subconsciously, but the other pilots could not hear him at all. They tried to pull the plane higher based on their own experience.

Unfortunately, their speed was still a little slow. The anti-aircraft artillery battalion's shells could only fire at a maximum range of 9900 meters.

Before the Japanese planes climbed to a sufficient height, two more were shot down, and the wings of three more planes were shot off, and they fell down with black smoke.

"Arrange the reconnaissance squadron and the special operations squadron to search for him. We must find him alive or dead!"

Wang Ye gave the order without even turning his head.

The remaining three planes finally managed to get out of range and headed towards Taiyuan without looking back.

Zheng Dapao looked at the flying plane and patted the gun barrel with some regret. Then he jumped up. The gun barrel was so hot!

The chief of staff looked at the fleeing Japanese plane for a long time without saying a word. It was not until now that he realized that the independent battalion and the Eighth Route Army had completely different combat methods.

They are just going to use advanced weapons, equipment and ammunition to fight the Japanese head-on, and see who can win.

Wang Ye looked at the excited expressions of the people in the command center and said,

"Comrades, now is not the time to be happy. Our combat objectives have not yet been achieved. Please control your expressions."

The chief of staff said in surprise, "The battle plan you reported has been completed, how come there is still one?"

Wang Ye smiled awkwardly, "The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. Isn't this the opportunity to fight?"