I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Since they are ace pilots, they must play the role of an ace. Ten planes can completely wreak havoc on the beach without any protection.

The New Fourth Division called back, saying that two reconnaissance planes appeared over Qingdao in the morning, circled at high altitude near Xiaozhu Mountain for more than an hour and flew away. They must have been scouting the route taken by the Japanese army to transport supplies and ammunition.

Chen Feng drove to the Mengshan Airport. The plane was ready, the pilots were ready too. The ten ace pilots were excited. Taking off into the air to fight meant getting paid. They came here just to make money. Of course, they could also feel some admiration when receiving the cheers. This feeling was also very good.

Chen Feng greeted each pilot and arranged the combat mission for this time. He ignored everything else. As long as he could blow up the supplies and ammunition on the beach, he would be considered a winner.

At twelve noon, ten planes took off, formed a formation in the air and headed straight for Qingdao. Chen Feng looked at the flying planes with full expectation. If he could blow up this batch of supplies and ammunition, he would have a chance to cripple the large Japanese army attacking Qingdao.

On Zhuzi Mountain, the reverse slope position had been set up behind the hillside, and Shen Zizhong was anxiously waiting for the arrival of four field guns.

All the Japanese supplies and ammunition had been brought to the beach, and the transport ships had been evacuated. About a regiment of troops was left on the beach to set up positions to prevent sneak attacks and sabotage by small groups of troops.

The two warships on the sea had just fired several rounds of salvos at Zhuzishan and Xiaozhushan behind it. They also knew that there must be troops from the New Fourth Division or the Yimeng Guerrillas there.

The field artillery arrived, and the horses pulling the carts were all exhausted. A group of soldiers pulled and pushed the trailers and ran wildly. The wheel frame, gun barrels, and shells were pulled and carried on the shoulders. In more than ten minutes, they reached the reverse slope position.

In just half an hour, the four field guns fired a round of test shots, two shells hit the beach and two shells hit the sea. The Japanese naval guns had already aimed and fired a round of test shots for a minute before the naval guns fired a salvo.

boom! Boom boom boom!

Large pits were blown out on the open space behind Xiaozhu Mountain.

The two field guns were slightly adjusted, and the four continued to fire together. There were also continuous explosions on the beach. Shen Zizhong lay behind the hill, staring at the beach, muttering to himself.

"Explode together! Explode together quickly!"

The supplies on the beach were blown up and scattered everywhere, but no shells exploded. The bombardment continued. Shen Zizhong became impatient. He had already fired more than half of the shells! A 75mm caliber shell might not be able to destroy the heavy artillery. If the shells did not explode, all the work would be in vain.

boom!

It finally came. There was a flash of light on the beach and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The shells exploded. Shen Zizhong stared at the beach eagerly, expecting the next explosion, but there was none. The Japanese were very cunning and their shells were stored in scattered places. Maybe it was just a bunch of small-caliber shells that exploded, which did not cause a chain reaction.

The cannon fire from behind stopped. Shen Zizhong pounded the hard ground, but all his efforts were in vain!

Oh oh oh!

The whistle of the Jiaolong Regiment in the direction of Jiaozhou Bay suddenly sounded the air defense alarm. Shen Zizhong didn't care about the situation on the beach, and retreated down the hillside, shouting frantically.

"Air defense! Quick! Don't worry about the field artillery, just take cover!"

The soldiers of the New Fourth Division behind the hillside quickly dispersed and hid. Fortunately, they were all wearing white cloaks and just had to lie down away from the artillery positions.

A formation of planes flew over the sea, and the two Japanese warships also discovered the situation. The naval guns immediately stopped firing. The Chinese rat artillery hid on the reverse slope, and they had been firing for a long time but had not hit anything.

The plane flew over the warship, and the pilot saluted the surveyor on the observation tower. The surveyor was surprised to find that there was a big beard under the pilot's mask. No, it was not his plane. There was no air force support at all today.

"Enemy attack"!

"It's an enemy plane."

Before he finished speaking, ten planes turned, and five fighters formed two formations and opened fire on the beach. Fifteen chains of fire from front and back splashed sand on the beach.

The garrisoned squadron was rescuing and checking supplies. They thought the plane was heading for Xiaozhu Mountain, so they had no time to cheer. They just wanted to rescue the supplies quickly and raise their hands to cheer when the plane returned. The plane turned and dived, causing them 10,000 points of critical damage.

"Nani"?

"Baga!"

"Run, it's a Chinese plane."

The Japanese army had no news about the Mengshan Airport, nor did they think that the National Army's planes would come from afar to support them. Although they did not receive any news of air force support, they had no doubt that it was the enemy's air force.

Fifteen lines of fire raged across the beach from east to west, plowing more than a dozen deep trenches on the beach, and the already messy supplies became even more scattered.

The bombers came, and the two formations were tightly connected. The bombs in front had not yet landed when the planes behind had already passed by.

boom! Boom boom boom!

As the plane just passed over the beach, there was an explosion behind it. The whole beach was shaking. Percussion artillery shells, 75mm mountain artillery shells, and 150mm heavy howitzer shells were almost all detonated. The most violent explosion reached a height of meters.

The fighter planes in front were turning around, and after noticing the situation on the beach behind them, they decisively straightened out. There was no need to go back to plow the land, but the machine guns and cannons had only fired one round, which could not be wasted. Jennings signaled the bombers to return, and he made a few gestures, and the fighter planes drew several arcs and turned north.

In the Japanese military camp outside Qingdao, all the horses were killed and several hundred soldiers of the suicide squad were lost. The artillery battle was still going on. The enemy was determined not to let them break out. More than a dozen mortar clusters were constantly changing positions and firing in turns. The Japanese were not afraid of death, and the artillery of the New Fourth Division were equally fearless. They would run away after firing five rounds without even dismantling the guns. The convenience of the No. 60 mortar was fully demonstrated.

boom! Boom boom boom!

An explosion occurred on the west side of Jiaozhou Bay. The flames rising into the sky could be seen from dozens of miles away. The artillery of the New Fourth Division cheered. It was a success. The blocking could be stopped!

In the Japanese camp, Isayama Haruki looked desperate, and all the devils were in despair. They had paid such a huge price and were about to rush out, but they still couldn't hold on. Were the navy on the warships all pigs? And the Marine Corps, a regiment! They couldn't even hold on to a batch of supplies.

"Plane, get out of the way."

Several planes flew over from a distance, and the artillery of the New Fourth Division panicked. They had no anti-aircraft firepower and the Japanese sneak attack was too sudden.

"Drop the mortars, spread out and lie down, quickly."

Seeing the plane approaching, the two battalion commanders hurriedly gave orders. This wave was going to be a huge loss!

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Planes flew over their heads, with all the machine guns and cannons in operation. The Japanese camp was so wide that five fighter planes could easily deploy in formation and plow the ground.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!

"Protect the General!"

"Enemy attack, damn! It's an enemy plane!"