Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Isoguri Rensuke's voice echoed throughout the headquarters.

The Japs immediately panicked.

Judging from the previous situation, the Eighth Route Army's air force is very powerful.

The weapons and equipment are also extremely advanced.

Using bombs of that level to attack an infantry division with no anti-aircraft firepower would be a complete massacre.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Isogori Rensuke no longer had the ambition he had before. He learned about the situation of the 1st Division of the Eighth Route Army from the battle report.

Later they held a meeting to study and discuss the air force of the first division.

Later, everyone agreed that the Zero fighter, which the Empire was proud of, was just a propeller fighter and was not a product of the same era as the jet fighters of the First Division.

If the two sides engage in a full-scale air battle, no one in the Empire's Army or Navy will be a match for the First Division.

However, even if HNA was completely wiped out by one division, they would not feel sad, but would instead hold a banquet to celebrate.

But this is all gossip.

The current problem is that the Eighth Route Army can only fight them on land, and it is the Army and Army Aviation that need to face the First Division Air Force directly...

During the last battle in Jin Province, the navy held a big banquet and celebrated for three days and three nights...

Isoguri Rensuke could no longer care about the one and a half brigades of troops that were slaughtered in front of him.

He just wanted to preserve the main force of the 10th Division.

If we retreat now, we might still be able to escape.

If we rush to rescue without thinking, the entire division will be wiped out.

He is not a sand dollar...

……

"Hahaha, Captain, it's such a great pleasure to fight this battle."

"Killing infantry is meaningless. When will the enemy's planes arrive? I want to shoot them down."

"Yeah, air combat is interesting..."

In the sky, the pilots were grinning from ear to ear.

The Japs are nothing special. One bomb will destroy them without leaving any trace.

It is because they rely on their sophisticated weapons and equipment that they dare to bully China.

Now the weapons in the hands of the Eighth Route Army are more advanced than those of the Japanese. The Japanese are suddenly as weak as clay and cannot withstand a single blow.

"The Japanese below have been almost dealt with. Let's hand it over to the ground troops to deal with it."

"Leave three fighters to suppress the remaining Japanese remnants. Everyone else, follow me to the front."

"The Japanese soldiers over there are trying to escape. Those rows of tents and supplies must be their headquarters. Let's blow up their headquarters first."

Liu Anguo issued a new order.

There were only more than 17 Japanese soldiers responsible for attacking the th Army of the Sichuan Army. After the fierce bombardment by Liu Anguo and his men, only a few were left.

The remaining Japanese soldiers were also dazed by the explosion. The Sichuan Army had been attacked for so long, so it would not be a problem for them to rush out and eliminate these Japanese soldiers.

"Buzzing..."

Under Liu Anguo's order, three MiG-15 fighters broke away from the formation, circled at low altitude, and fired at the Japanese as soon as they saw them.

The rest of the planes headed towards the Isogai Division headquarters.

"Calling the Ninth War Zone, the Japanese ground forces have lost their combat effectiveness. Our troops can attack. We will continue to attack the Japanese in the rear."

Liu Anguo reported on the radio.

"Understand, understand. The enemy in front of your unit is the Japanese Tenth Division, the Isogai Division. Please do not let them go."

This time, Xue Boling's voice came over. When he received the news of Liu Anguo's attack, Xue Boling could no longer contain his excitement.

The order moved the department responsible for contacting Liu Anguo to the command center so that he could be aware of the movements of the First Division Air Force at any time and allow the troops of the Ninth War Zone to cooperate with them in combat.

Liu Anguo didn't know all this.

"Isoya Division..."

When Liu Anguo heard these words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, exhaled a breath, and his gaze became firm.

"Did you hear that? Comrades, we just attacked the Japanese Isogani Division. In front of us is Isogani Lianjie's headquarters. Blow them up for me!"

Liu Anguo gave the order via the radio.

The Isogai Division committed numerous crimes in China. It was God's will that they were caught today. If Liu Anguo didn't kill them all, he would feel sorry for those compatriots who died unjustly.

"Yes! Captain!"

The pilots answered together.

……

Below, Rensuke Isoguru had already boarded a truck.

The Isogani Division had armored vehicles, but Isogani Liansuke felt that armored targets would definitely be the Eighth Route Army's primary targets of attack, so it would be safer to ride in a large truck.

"Your Excellency, the division commander, the planes... the Eighth Route Army planes are coming!"

At this moment, the truck driver looked through the rearview mirror and saw a plane speeding towards him in the sky, and was shocked.

"Drive! Drive!"

"The commander of our division must not die here!"

"Drive quickly!"

Isoguri Lianjie stuck his head out of the window and saw that the person who came was indeed not friendly. He slapped the driver on the neck a few times and gave orders.

The driver did not dare to be careless. Even if Isoguri Rensuke did not give the order, he had to stand up, step on the accelerator, and run away quickly.

The truck started immediately and headed towards the back.

But it's too late.

The speed of the MiG-15 fighter is subsonic, how can a truck outrun it?

Even the speed of the B-29 bomber was so fast that the Japanese trucks could not catch up with it.

Moreover, Rensuke Isoko's headquarters was only five or six kilometers away from the front line, and the speed of the plane was less than one minute.

The MiG-15 only takes a dozen seconds.

Soon, Liu Anguo led the MiG-15 formation to attack, followed closely by the B-29 bombers.

"Whoosh..."

"Boom!"

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The two formations immediately launched an attack.

Liu Anguo led his team to fire back and forth in the direction of the Japanese retreat. The machine gun bullets directly smashed human bodies into pieces. Even the Japanese armored vehicles, tanks, and trucks were not spared.

The 37mm machine gun bullets directly turned the protective armor of their tanks and armored vehicles into a sieve. There was no need to look at the Japanese soldiers inside, they were dead beyond measure.

Liu Anguo shot directly at the enemy's position, preventing the Japanese from retreating a single step.

At this time, the bomber brigade began to drop bombs. The 500-kilogram bombs had been almost used up, and most of the bombs dropped now were napalm bombs.

Coincidentally, this area is covered with lush vegetation.

"Wow..."

Napalm bombs fell from the sky with long, piercing whistles, and exploded on the ground, leaving tall, long walls of fire.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Dass should be brought!"

"Save me!"

"Ah, I'm on fire!"

"Water! Give me water quickly!"

"No, I can't put it out by pouring water on it ......"

The Japs below screamed in agony, and the heart-wrenching roars and cries of tens of thousands of people filled the wilderness.

The soldiers of the 17th Sichuan Army Group, who had received orders from the commander-in-chief of the Ninth War Zone, had just rushed out of the trenches when they were stunned by the spectacular scene before them.

“This is hell…”