Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

After the fighter planes cleared the anti-aircraft firepower of the Japanese heavy artillery regiment, the bombers began to lower their altitude, the belly hatch opened, and the aerial bombs were released one by one!

"Bombing is ready, you can launch it!"

"Received, confirm target location!"

"Target location confirmed!"

"Prepare to drop bombs!"

"three!"

"two!"

"put!"

With the observer's command, aerial bombs fell to the ground from the belly of the bomber.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

"..."

The aerial bombs fell rapidly, hitting the Japanese artillery positions with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

A series of explosions sounded, and flames shot up into the sky from the Japanese artillery positions.

Immediately afterwards, another huge explosion was heard, and the ammunition boxes next to several Japanese heavy artillery exploded.

After a round of bombing, the Japanese heavy artillery that had been so powerful just now was completely reduced to a pile of scrap metal.

After the bomber completed the turn in the distance, it did not withdraw immediately, but readjusted its angle and strafed the Japanese ground forces.

The bomber is also equipped with two to three defensive machine guns, which can be used for self-defense in case of emergencies or encountering fighter jets.

After emptying their ammunition, the bombers shook their wings twice and returned to the airport.

Only a pile of wreckage and the corpses of Japanese soldiers were left.

"Bagaya road!"

Ye Fuchangde looked at the tragic scene on the ground and roared with gritted teeth. Without the cover of heavy artillery, the next attack would have to be filled with human lives. He had just experienced the firepower of Li Yunlong's troops.

"Commander, their arrogance won't last much longer. Imperial support will arrive soon. As soon as the Imperial planes return to Manchukuo, they will be shot down!"

Chapter 625: The Man Who Wants to Surpass the Gun God

Over the Tashan position, several parachutes slowly spread out in the air, and six parachuting pilots from three fighter jets landed safely.

They had tried various methods before, but were at their wit's end, so they chose to parachute after the plane reached a dangerous altitude.

After the paratroopers landed at their own positions, nearby defenders quickly arrived and rescued the parachuting pilots.

"Report, forward command reports, our air force has destroyed the Japanese heavy artillery unit!"

In the headquarters of the 1st Infantry Division, Yao Zhe smiled when he heard this.

"Okay, okay, okay! Tell the frontline troops that the Japs have lost their heavy artillery, and it's our turn to show our skills!"

"Yes!"

At this time, at the front line of Tashan, the troops replacing the third company took advantage of the gap when the Japanese were attacked by fighter planes and bombers to build defensive fortifications in a race against time.

They repaired the trenches that had been blown down by heavy artillery and rebuilt defensive positions. Machine gun positions were built one after another, and heavy machine guns were aimed at the Japanese pontoon bridge.

In the entire 12-kilometer-wide area, the Chahar Column built more than 20 positions to prevent the Japanese from crossing the river.

After the Japanese heavy artillery unit was destroyed, there was a brief period of chaos, but it soon stabilized.

The Japanese vanguard received the order to attack again.

Without artillery cover, the Japanese could only rely on mortars, grenade launchers and some Type 92 infantry guns for cover in their attempt to force a crossing of the river.

However, these artillery pieces had a short range, with the longest-range Type 92 infantry gun having a range of only about three kilometers.

Moreover, as soon as the Type 92 infantry gun fired, the sound could be heard, allowing the defenders to move and hide in advance.

Most importantly, without the threat of heavy artillery behind the front-line positions, the artillery of the defending troops can also launch a counterattack.

"Prepare—release!"

Following the command of the gunner, the artillerymen behind the front-line positions loaded large-caliber mortar shells into the gun barrels one after another.

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"..."

The shells whizzed towards the Japanese positions in the distance.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

A series of explosions sounded, and the Type 92 infantry artillery position that had just fired two rounds suffered a devastating blow. Under the bombardment of large-caliber mortars, the Type 92 infantry guns were turned into a pile of scrap metal.

At the same time, in the frontline positions, the soldiers also took out the grenade launchers and small-caliber mortars they carried. Li Yunlong's troops were equipped with a large number of grenade launchers and mortars.

The artillery battalion at the regimental level is equipped with Type 107 infantry guns and rockets. At the battalion and company level, they are equipped with grenade launchers and mortars. Even some platoon fire squads, in addition to rocket launchers, are equipped with grenade launchers and mortars to supplement medium-range firepower.

"put!"

After the mortars and grenade launchers were ready for firing, the soldiers quickly placed the shells into the barrels.

Shells fell like raindrops into the Lianshan River and the Japanese crowd on the other side of the river.

"put!"

"..."

Artillery shells continued to harvest the lives of the Japanese, and the continuous firing of heavy machine guns at the pontoon bridge made it difficult for the Japanese attacking forces to move forward, and it was difficult for them to assemble on the other side of the Lianshan River.

"Report, Commander, Li Yunlong's troops are too powerful. The attacking troops can't even cross the pontoon bridge!"

The chief of staff of the Japanese division reported the situation to Nozoe Changde breathlessly.

"Baga, I can see it!"

Ye Zuochangde gnashed his teeth and put down the telescope. Through the telescope, he clearly saw that his soldiers were being shot at by Li Yunlong's troops, but they were unable to rush to the pontoon bridge. Many of them were even killed before they even got close to the river.

Without artillery cover, it would be extremely difficult to force a river crossing.

"Commander, what should we do?"

"Send a telegram to the follow-up divisions. The heavy artillery regiment has suffered a devastating blow. Have them mobilize artillery to support us!"

After hearing this, the Chief of Staff whispered, "Commander, even if we mobilize artillery, the Eighth Route Army's aircraft..."

"Send a telegram to the headquarters, asking them to find a way to support and eliminate the air force of Li Yunlong's troops!"

"Hai!"

"Order the troops to prepare to force a river crossing. No need to use the pontoon bridge, just swim across!"

In the end, Nozoe Changde gritted his teeth and issued the combat order.

"Forced swimming?"

The chief of staff was shocked: "Commander, many of our soldiers can't swim!"

"Baga, if you can't swim, figure it out yourself! We've received a death order to support Fengtian within three days. We don't have much time left, we must recapture Jinzhou within a day!"

"Hayi!"

After hearing this, the chief of staff bowed and immediately went to arrange the attack.

Ye Fuchangde put down the telescope and looked at the Eighth Route Army position in the distance.

There is no air superiority, the heavy artillery has been destroyed, and there is a mountain river in the middle. Now if you want to take the opposite position, you can only pay with human lives.

At this moment, Nozoe Changde had only one idea, which was to capture a small position on the other side of the river first, so that the troops could pass through the Lianshan River in front of them.

Although the Lianshan River was not wide, it had become a natural barrier in front of the Japanese. In the previous attacks, at least one or two thousand Japanese soldiers died by the river.

Judging from the firepower of the opposite position, the defenders are at least a brigade or a division, but it is difficult to determine the exact number based on the number of people active on the position.

At the moment, Nozoe Changde had no way of judging how many defenders were on the opposite side.

Soon, the Japs began to gather again.

Since they received a death order from the Kwantung Army Headquarters, the Japanese were ready to fight to the death this time.

They first formed a death squad, or special attack squad. A group of young Japanese soldiers took off their military uniforms, wrapped themselves in a white cloth, and tied a white cloth similar to a "sanitary napkin" around their heads, and then gathered together.

A group of Japanese officers began to brainwash them and finally took out military ration pills for them to take.

In order to wait for the drug to take effect, these people were also asked to dance the so-called Awa dance in an attempt to boost morale.

"Warriors of the Empire, attack!"

A Japanese officer drew out his samurai sword, roared, and then swung the sword towards the Eighth Route Army position on the other side of the river.

"Tian Nao Black Card, hooray!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Onboard!"