Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

"It's ready, but I don't know the effect."

"Give it a try. If it doesn't work, abandon the supplies and evacuate immediately!"

"Yes!"

Li Yunlong had no confidence in his plan, but he had to take the risk and give it a try. If it succeeded, Li Yunlong could transport all the supplies in Taiyuan City. If it failed, Li Yunlong would have no other options.

In the distant sky, small black dots appeared in the direction of the east of Taiyuan City.

The first batch of Japanese bombers began to lower their altitude and began to look for targets to bomb.

"Taiyuan is such a great place! The last time I came to Taiyuan, I came to bomb Zhongtiao Mountain. I didn't expect to bomb Taiyuan this time!"

The observer said as he prepared to observe the ground target.

"What did you say?"

The bombardier could only hear the observer's mouth moving, but couldn't make out what he was saying at all, so he could only shout loudly.

The observer waved his hand, then placed one eye on the periscope to observe the target on the ground.

These are the Japanese heavy bombers, that is, heavy bombers, equipped with pilots, observers and bombardiers.

The pilot kept lowering the altitude, one thousand meters, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters.

At an altitude of 300 meters, the observer can clearly see the target on the ground through a periscope.

And at this time above the ground.

After seeing the Japanese planes coming, some Taiyuan people who came to help became panicked, and some puppet soldiers even lay directly on the ground with their hands clasped together.

"Don't stop, keep working, keep working!"

The soldiers in charge of supervising these puppet troops scolded loudly.

At the same time, someone took out the banners that had been prepared long ago, and several people quickly pulled them open.

"Nani?"

The observer noticed the banner below, but when he saw the words below the banner, he was stunned. At this time, the bomb bay had been opened, and the bombardier was ready to drop the aerial bombs in the bomb bay into Taiyuan City below at any time.

"Don't drop the bomb!"

The observer shouted loudly, but after the bomb bay was opened, the noise of the engine, wind and other sounds mixed together, and the bombardier could not hear what the observer was saying at all.

The observer could only gesture with his hands to indicate that the bombs could not be dropped, and then he quickly wrote down what he saw in a notebook and handed it to the bombardier.

The Japanese bombardier was a little at a loss when he saw the words handed over by the observer. The observer could only signal the bombardier to look below himself, and then quickly wrote another line of words and gave it to the pilot.

At this time, the Japanese pilot looked at the dense crowd in Taiyuan City, his hand already on the launch button. The Japanese heavy bomber was equipped with a heavy machine gun, which could lower its altitude to straf the ground.

But the observer handed over a piece of paper. After looking down at it, the pilot's hand trembled and he fired a volley of bullets into the distance.

"idiot!"

The pilot cursed angrily, then began to lower his altitude to observe the situation below to see if it was really as the observer said.

The scene inside the other heavy bomber planes was almost the same. No one wanted to take the responsibility of killing His Royal Highness, so they could only fly a distance and then turn around again.

"Go outside the city. There are many Eighth Route Army troops outside the city carrying supplies!"

The observer reminded the pilot again.

After hearing this, the Japanese pilot quickly changed course, turned a corner in the air, left Taiyuan City, and began to look for a team moving things outside the city.

But soon, the observers found soldiers exactly the same as those in the warehouses, factories and other places in the city, and these teams also held banners.

It was written in Japanese on it: The Prince is here, blow him up!

Moreover, the observers could also see that there were indeed some people wearing Japanese military uniforms mixed in among these teams. It was not known whether they were prisoners or Eighth Route Army soldiers in disguise.

"Baga, the cunning Eighth Route Army!"

Before taking off, the Japanese pilots had been repeatedly warned not to bomb His Royal Highness the Prince.

But now there are banners hanging in all the factories and warehouses in Taiyuan City, saying "The Prince is here, blow him up!" This banner is also hung in the teams transporting supplies.

These Japanese pilots, observers and bombardiers all knew that many of them must be fake, or even none of them were real.

But they did not dare to take the risk. If they made a mistake in bombing, the responsibility for killing the prince would fall on them. The Japanese who could be pilots were different from those ordinary soldiers. They all had some family background.

They knew very well what the consequences would be if they bombed a prince to death.

So these devils exploded heavily, circled in the air for a few rounds, and finally could only shake their wings and began to return unwillingly.

Li Yunlong, who was standing outside the airport, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the Japanese bomber returning without dropping a single bomb.

He put down the telescope and said, "Let's go to the airport and see if we can find anything useful!"

Li Yunlong drooled as he looked at the Japanese planes, but he knew that unless he could occupy the arsenals in the four eastern provinces, with the current strength of our army, there would be no way to build planes. There were not enough talents and equipment.

However, a type of aircraft soon appeared in Li Yunlong's mind, an aerial three-wheeled vehicle, or to be more precise, a rotorcraft. It seemed that he could give this thing a try. If it could be of a certain scale, it could also play a certain role.

Chapter 347 Airport Treasure Hunt

"This Kong Erlangzi, he really blew it up thoroughly!"

It has been more than twenty days since the airport was bombed, but the Japanese have not had time to repair it.

Many of the first group of Japanese soldiers who entered the airport later inhaled poison gas, resulting in heavy casualties, so the Japanese 20th Division wanted to wait until the poison gas dissipated before carrying out rescue operations.

About a week after the airport explosion, the Japanese entered the airport again and carried out the bodies of the Japanese soldiers in the airport. According to the Japanese statistics, a total of 1,736 Japanese soldiers were killed in the airport.

Among them, one thousand were Japanese soldiers from the airport security brigade, and there were more than five hundred staff members. In addition, there were more than two hundred Japanese who entered the airport for rescue later. These were the dead Japanese. In addition, there were more than two thousand Japanese who were injured to varying degrees.

Most of the injured were Japanese soldiers who rushed to the airport to rescue. There were not many Japanese soldiers surviving in the airport, only more than 20. Most of these more than 20 Japanese soldiers were located outside the airport and escaped on their own initiative after the airport was attacked.

The only person who was rescued was Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko. In fact, many Japanese soldiers were only injured at the time, but because they did not receive rescue, they died painfully in the airport. After all, the Japanese soldiers entered the airport to collect the bodies seven days after the airport attack.

Most of the poisonous gases of this era do not stay in the air for long, only a few hours. In high concentrations, they may stay in closed places for two or three days, or at most four or five days.

The airport has become a ruin and is located in an open area. The poison gas has dissipated, but the Japanese have not had time to clean up the airport.

As soon as you enter the airport, you can smell a strong smell of blood. Although the bodies of the Japanese soldiers at Taiyuan Airport have been moved away, the remaining blood and some scattered body parts of these Japanese soldiers are still scattered around the airport, constantly rotting and emitting a foul odor.

The oil depot, barracks, and ammunition depot were no longer distinguishable. Li Yunlong could only distinguish these buildings based on the map of Taiyuan Airport in his hand. They had all been bombed to the point that there were almost no intact buildings left.

The runway was also bumpy, with various scattered items dropped on it.

There were scattered parts everywhere, most of which were damaged in the explosion and the secondary detonation and have become scrap metal.

Li Yunlong didn't feel any pain when he ordered Kong Jie to bomb the plane, but after the bombing, looking at the wreckage of the plane, Li Yunlong felt regretful. Why didn't Kong Jie leave one or two intact planes behind?

However, Li Yunlong did not gain nothing. He still found some useful things in Taiyuan Airport, such as Japanese planes with wings blown off, or planes with tails blown off.

In addition, there are still many aircraft parts in some buildings that were not destroyed by the explosion.

"All these planes were dismantled, and the engines and other things were all shipped back, as well as these..."

Li Yunlong walked around and found a lot of usable spare parts. These things need to be kept, as they may come in handy at some point in the future.

"Yes!"

By the time Li Yunlong finished his tour and returned to Taiyuan, it was already dark. However, the city of Taiyuan was still bustling with activity, and many Taiyuan residents began to help the Eighth Route Army transport supplies.

Some people saw that after the Eighth Route Army entered the city, they did not harm anyone and helped them deal with some hooligans who were planning to take advantage of the situation to rob people. Some people began to be willing to go to the streets to help.

After going out to the streets, I saw people promoting the idea that those who were worried about the Japanese retaliation could follow them to the base in the rear. The Eighth Route Army was willing to pay the people to work if they were willing to work.

There were not many people at the beginning, but as time went on, more and more Taiyuan people joined in, especially after night. Some people who were worried that they would be remembered for working during the day and would be retaliated against in the future also took the initiative to join in. After all, no one could see each other clearly at night.

"We must maintain order at night and absolutely no problems can occur!"

"Yes!"

“How many people are involved in transporting supplies now?”

Xing Zhiguo pondered for a moment, then pulled out a notebook and said, "Over 40,000 civilians in the city have joined us. Over 70,000 of our fraternal troops have already arrived, with more on the way. In addition, over 30,000 civilians from the base area have arrived, pushing wheelbarrows, donkey carts, and ox carts. Adding our own troops, as well as captured puppet troops and Shanxi-Suiyuan troops, there are now approximately 150,000 people moving supplies."

"Has the train been used?"

"There are five trains in total, all loaded with equipment, heading directly south to the base. Someone will pick us up."

Li Yunlong listened to Xing Zhiguo's work report and nodded with satisfaction.

Li Yunlong saw Lao Xing's ability in logistics work. He could coordinate the eating, drinking, and defecation of more than 20,000 people very clearly. The only difference was that his hair was starting to become a little thinner.

"Old Xing, we're probably going to have more troops coming over later. This time, we might have over 200,000 people working together. This is a rare opportunity for training, so make the most of it!"

Li Yunlong patted Lao Xing's shoulder vigorously.

"Old Li, stop patting me! My shoulders are going to collapse if you keep patting me. I have something to report to you. We've seized quite a bit of ammunition from our brother troops..."

Li Yunlong laughed when he heard this and said, "After we're done, we'll replace the equipment of our brother troops. We can't treat them unfairly. We need to replace the guns and ammunition that need to be replaced and replenish those that need to be replenished. We'll just keep the ones for our independent column."

After saying this, Li Yunlong thought for a moment and said, "We also need to prepare food. We can't let the comrades who are working go hungry. Open more cans of meat. If the kitchen staff is short of manpower, we can mobilize the people in the city to help make dumplings. As long as they come to help with the work, we will give them white flour. We must let the comrades eat hot dumplings tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"

After Old Xing finished recording, he started to get busy again. With more than 100,000 people transporting supplies together, there would be all kinds of problems, and all of these problems needed to be handled by Xing Zhiguo.

On the other side, Zhang Dabiao, with his bare chest, was transporting boxes of supplies to the train. Not only Zhang Dabiao, but almost everyone in the entire independent column, except Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang and Xing Zhiguo, was personally carrying the supplies.

Everyone hopes to move the supplies to the base as soon as possible.

Yang Xingru took Chu Yunfei and started looking for Zhang Dabiao when it was almost dark. After searching for more than an hour, they finally found Zhang Dabiao working in the train station.

"Captain Zhang, Captain Zhang!"

Yang Xingru shouted as she quickly walked in front of Zhang Dabiao. Zhang Dabiao said without even looking up, "Come on, give me a hand!"

As he spoke, he walked to a position next to a box. Yang Xingru was stunned for a moment after hearing it, but Chu Yunfei still stepped forward to help. However, when he lifted the box, Chu Yunfei almost couldn't lift it.

Fortunately, although Chu Yunfei had been pampered for a long time, he still had some basic skills, and he cooperated with Zhang Dabiao to move the box onto the train.

It was only at this time that Zhang Dabiao noticed that the person working for him was Chu Yunfei, and Yang Xingru was standing next to him. His eyes turned involuntarily. This guy was here again, and he had to make up another excuse to fool them.

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Here comes the fourth update, 800,000 words in total. The Chinese New Year is only ten days away, and things are starting to get more complicated, so I will start the third update tomorrow. I will try my best to make up for the chapters I owe after the Chinese New Year. I currently owe two updates, and I hope you can understand.

I definitely didn’t reduce updates because Teamfight Tactics added the Lucky Star mode. Believe me, that’s definitely not the case. It’s just because the Chinese New Year is coming.