Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Today is a sunny day. The moonlight is very bright at night. A breeze blows through the mountains and forests 8 kilometers outside Taiyuan city, and birds and insects are chirping.

Under the forest, troops from the First Division have arrived one after another, and Wang Chengzhu's artillery regiment is busy building artillery positions.

Lin Tian stood on a hill with a telescope and observed the movements in Taiyuan.

Several teams of armed Japanese soldiers were patrolling constantly at the city gate, and the Japanese soldiers on several machine gun positions were also very vigilant.

Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh that the Japanese in Taiyuan were different. He had thought that they would relax their vigilance since they had not been attacked, but he didn't expect that they were still so conscientious and responsible.

But it makes sense. If the Japanese were all idiots, China would not have paid such a heavy price for this war.

"Zhu Zi, once the artillery regiment is ready, fire on the walls of Taiyuan first!"

"Old Liu! Turn on the radio and tell Zhenhua and his men to take off in half an hour. Also send two B-29 bombers. It would be best if they could blow up the city wall for me!"

Lin Tian ordered.

When he arrived at the city of Taiyuan, Lin Tian suddenly changed his mind.

Taiyuan is short of troops at this moment and is definitely no match for the First Division. Even if the Japanese from Hebei Province come to support, they will not be able to arrive in a short time. Two days, just two days. Lin Tian is confident that he can take Taiyuan with the help of the Air Force and armored forces!

If you don’t eat the meat that reaches your mouth, you won’t eat it for free!

In Taiyuan City.

Most people have already turned off the lights and gone to bed. If ordinary people go out at this time, they may be mistaken for spies by the Japanese...

Groups of Japanese patrols and traitor detective teams were patrolling back and forth on the streets.

Only the restaurants and opium dens that cooperated closely with the Japanese, such as Yihongyuan, were still brightly lit, with a constant stream of pedestrians at the door. People who could go to these places to play at this time were basically well-known people.

In the Japanese barracks, most of the Japanese had already fallen asleep, only the sentries and patrols were still rotating outside.

In the headquarters, Shouqi Saburo looked at several telegrams in front of him with a heavy expression: "How could this happen? The resistance of the Eighth Route Army was so tenacious, the locust army sweeping the base was suppressed, and the attack of Kimitsu Masao and others was not going well..."

"Takagi-kun! Order the air force to go out with conventional bombs and poison gas bombs to support the locust army on the front line! Our army must win this battle!"

Saburo Shouzai looked at Masao Yoshimitsu's request for reinforcements from the bacterial unit, thought for a moment, and gave the order in a deep voice.

According to the bacterial force, this latest poison gas bomb has both killing and infection capabilities, and has a significant killing effect.

According to experimental data, no one can survive the attack of poison gas bombs for one minute.

Since the Eighth Route Army is fighting the Locust Army, let them taste the power of the latest biological weapons.

The Locust Army soldiers are all equipped with gas masks, but the Eighth Route Army does not have this stuff.

Taichi Takagi was the person who replaced Junichiro Koizumi, the former intelligence staff officer and deputy commander. When he heard the order from Saburo Shouqi, he bowed and immediately went to the communications room with Saburo Shouqi's order.

……

At the Japanese reinforcements department, Masao Kimitsu watched the headquarters return the call, pushed his glasses up, and revealed a sinister sneer.

The visibility is very high tonight, so the air force can take off. In about half an hour, the locust army's bombers will be over the heads of the Eighth Route Army, and then... they will be killed without a burial place.

What Nikimitsu Masao didn't know was that after they retreated, the Eighth Route Army had already withdrawn from the defense line in front of them. In fact, the Japanese only needed to send a few reconnaissance teams to launch a surprise attack and they would be able to find out the situation ahead.

……

Laowangshan base, air force airport.

32 MiG-15 fighters and 2 B-29 bombers have already left the hangar one after another.

"Comrades! This is our air force's first actual combat! The commander's order has arrived! Let us participate in the attack on Taiyuan!"

"Comrades, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Our chance to go down in history!"

"The commander has entrusted us with such a good aircraft, we must not let him down!"

"The Japanese used their few broken planes to do whatever they wanted over our heads. They were so arrogant!"

"Can we swallow this?!"

Liu Zhenhua raised his arm and called out, and Honghou's voice echoed in the airport. Every pilot's heart was activated by Liu Zhenhua's words. Yes, the devil's planes slaughtered so many of our compatriots and comrades. Can we swallow this breath? Can we not take revenge?

"No!! No!" The pilots were excited and shouted with their right hands raised high.

"Then what should we do?!" Liu Zhenhua continued to ask.

“Blood debt must be repaid with blood!!”

“Blood debt must be repaid with blood!!”

Everyone raised their heads, facing the bright moonlight, and shouted loudly.

Blood debt must be repaid with blood! This was the cry in the hearts of every pilot present, and everyone present burst out with overwhelming hatred.

Many of them were former pilots of the Central Army. They had witnessed or participated in the brutal air battle between China and Japan. It was a one-sided massacre. How could they not hate the Japs!

"Okay! Comrades! Remember this sentence, blood debt must be repaid with blood! Today we will let the devils know who is the master of this blue sky! Who is the absolute king of the sky!!" Liu Zhenhua clenched his fists and shouted.

"Board the plane! Head to Taiyuan!" Liu Zhenhua continued to order.

The pilots present were already impatient, and after hearing Liu Zhenhua's words, everyone excitedly boarded their fighter planes.

In the past they were all training, but today it was actual combat. Boarding the familiar plane again, the pleasure of avenging their great hatred and killing the Japanese pirates with their own hands surged into their hearts.

Everyone knew that if the fighter planes they were flying confronted the Japanese planes, it would be a one-sided massacre.

The Japanese had no victory at all, this was the absolute crushing defeat brought about by the generation gap in the air force.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

Following the command of the ground crew, one fighter plane after another took off from the runway and disappeared into the vast night. The two B-29 bombers also disappeared into the night.

Above the clouds, fighter planes flew in rapid formation, the speed of the jet fighters was completely different.

Liu Zhenhua left behind three MiG-3 fighters to escort the slower B-15 bombers.

He took all the remaining fighter jets and flew quickly towards Taiyuan.

Two B-29 bombers carried bombs weighing kilograms, which was enough to give the Japanese a hard time.

On the other side, at an airport somewhere in Shanxi Province, the Japanese bombers had already loaded their ammunition. A flight formation consisting of 6 bombers and 5 fighters also rose in the sky one after another, and flew towards Ping'an County with the roar of the motors...