Rise from the sword

Chapter 561

"Damn, it really flew down."

After repelling the devil's sixth wave of attack and chasing for a certain distance, Captain Xu led the team back to the position with unsatisfied enthusiasm.

In the previous battle, the [-]th Regiment had the support of the entire guard battalion, with sufficient strength and high morale. After repelling the devil's attack, he led the team to launch a counter-charge in one go, divided and wiped out a group of devils, and let out a fierce blow Bad breath.

After this battle, although the soldiers of the [-]th Regiment were still exhausted, their morale was several times better than before.

There is nothing more morale-boosting than winning a battle.

If it weren't for the follow-up devil's superior artillery fire, the cover of light and heavy machine gun fire, and the lack of ammunition for some, and the physical exhaustion of the soldiers, etc., his victory this time would have more than doubled.

When retreating, head Xu saw transport planes landing at the airport.

He rubbed his eyes on the spot, thinking he was dazzled.

He still doesn't know the situation at Hengyang Airport?
The runway is full of shrapnel, potholes, and even a big hole more than one meter deep. Can the plane land on it?
It's impossible for a light fighter, let alone a heavy-duty transport plane. If it's the group of birdmen in the flight regiment, unless it's about to crash and there's really no other way, it's absolutely impossible to get down.

The group of bird people, the plane is more important than the daughter-in-law, and they are not willing to touch it.

But in front of...

Fifty planes rushed down like dumplings, all of which were forced landings. During the friction between the belly and the runway, the tires, wings, and skins flew all over the place. The truth shocked him and opened his eyes.

"Is this not a plane? Or what's going on?"

Head Xu swallowed hard.

He also vaguely guessed why these transport planes had to make an emergency landing, but for a moment, it was hard for him to believe his own judgment.

Because this is too unbelievable.

What a loser.

For a Hengyang, for the Tenth Army, is it worth it?These are fifty transport planes.Moreover, it is a twin-engine transport aircraft, which is expensive, and together, it is enough to form several tenth armies.

But there is no other possibility.

"The third battalion, the second battalion stand firm, the first battalion, follow me to save people."

Although shocked and incomprehensible, Captain Xu also led people to rescue.

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"This... this, too... too..."

Similarly, Fang Junchang and Cai Jigang, who were about to rescue people and supplies, were shocked and speechless while looking at the transport plane falling down like dumplings, while running towards an overturned plane.

The two also vaguely guessed the purpose of the independent group in their hearts.

It's not that the plane has failed to return.

Rather, they would rather destroy these fifty transport planes, and would rather bear certain casualties, and send the first batch of weapons and ammunition to Hengyang.Thinking of the previous telegram, several people felt that this possibility was very high.

but!

Is this possible?

Just to support the Tenth Army to guard Hengyang?
These are fifty transport planes.

The purchase cost of an American C46 is 22 US dollars, which is the purchase price of the Americans themselves, that is, the ex-factory price.From the physical point of view, the transport aircraft in front of me is much larger than the American C46, ​​so the price must be more expensive than the American C46.

According to a calculation of 25 US dollars.

Fifty, that's $250 million?

This number made them dizzy for a while.

More than two million US dollars for 1000, enough to form another Tenth Army.

"Let's save people first."

Everyone had come to an overturned transport plane, and Commander Fang interrupted everyone's thoughts.

No matter what's going on, first save the pilot, and the supplies inside.

When everyone got close to an overturned plane, they saw an Eighth Route Army soldier wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform and a gray cap got out of the cabin, and at the same time cursed:
"Damn bad luck."

As he spoke, he kicked the plane.

Everyone looked carefully, this person was a bit older, with some gray hair mixed in, a telescope hanging on his chest, an ammunition bag pinned to his waist, and a huge rifle with a scope on his back. It looked like it was from before the war Anti-tank gun, but the shape is a little different - it is Wang Xikui who came to the Hengyang melee fighter.

Beside him, the two pilots didn't have any scars on their bodies, they just lowered their heads with a bit embarrassed expression.All of the fifty planes were forced to land, and only a few of them overturned. Although they were not the problem, they felt a little guilty.

"Commander Fang, General Cai."

Seeing Army Commander Fang, Cai Jigang and others approaching, Wang Xikui immediately gave a standard military salute.

Before coming here, he had read the information about Commander Fang. Although he didn't like the preserved fruit troops, Wang Xikui also wholeheartedly agreed with General Fang.As for Cai Jigang, he naturally agrees with the person the political commissar agrees with.

"Brothers in the Eighth Route Army, you have worked hard."

Commander Fang looked at Wang Xikui, who was wearing weird equipment, and then at the two pilots who climbed out of the plane, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

He wanted to comfort him.

After all, so many planes have been lost, and there may be casualties, but the expressions of this group of people don't seem to be distressed at all. They are all packing their clothes, and they don't even look at the planes around them.

It seems that this is a very common thing.

So much so that as the commander of the army, he was stunned.

Something is wrong with this independent group.

"I am Wang Xikui, a sniper from the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment of the [-]th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

Only now did Wang Xikui remember that he hadn't introduced himself yet:

"This time, under the order of the regiment commander, I will bring [-] artillery groups, as well as some weapons and ammunition, to support the Tenth Army's defense of Hengyang."

Although the Tenth Army had artillery, it took some time for even the most elite artillery to adapt to a new artillery, so Kong Jie directly sent [-] artillery groups to follow the artillery.

In order to avoid duplication of command authority, he asked Wang Xikui and Duan Peng to be in charge of the handover with Commander Fang.There was no other direct commander, only a deputy artillery company commander was in charge of commanding the shelling.

"Thank you."

Commander Fang solemnly returned the salute and thanked him.

"Commander Fang, we don't have enough manpower, you should quickly send someone to unload the cargo."

Wang Xikui went on to say:

"Eight 105 light howitzers, each with 320 rounds, and 10 120 mortars, each with 320 rounds. Considering that it takes time to get familiar with the new guns, the gun crews also came together. You command."

"There are also one hundred general-purpose machine guns and one million rounds of ammunition."

"The rest are some medical food and other materials."

Hearing Wang Xikui's words, Gudong, Gudong... The soldiers of the Tenth Army all swallowed their saliva. Although they had heard the numbers in the telegram before, they were still shocked at this moment.

Too much.

too strong.

With these, the little devil can't easily go to Hengyang.

"Thank you so much."

"Thank you so much."

Thousands of words, speechless choke, finally Fang Junchang held Wang Xikui tightly, and only said a few dignified thank you.

With this batch of artillery, their Tenth Army can fight the little devil with artillery fire.It is absolutely easy to defend the airport.In the future, the transport aircraft of the independent regiment will be able to take off and land safely.

"These planes..."

Cai Jigang finally had the opportunity to ask this sentence.

"Just clean it up."

Wang Xikui didn't care:
"This transport plane is all made of aluminum, which is useless. Just find a place to pile it up, but the bulletproof steel plates inside can be taken out to build a bunker. If the rest is useful, it can be dismantled."

"what?"

Commander Fang and Cai Jigang were dumbfounded:
"Clean it up casually? Dismantle it?"

The two of them thought they had heard wrong:
"all?"

This is an airplane, an airplane worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Although the damage is serious, many repairs can still be used, which is much cheaper than buying a small aircraft, and some of them have very little damage, only the landing gear is damaged.

In the end, this person actually asked them to dismantle it, and even the parts could be used to strengthen the fortification bunker?
"It's okay, we have plenty of planes in our army."

Wang Xikui stretched out his white teeth and smiled very happily:
"Now the most important thing is to repair the airport as soon as possible, otherwise the follow-up transport planes will have to land like this. It is no problem to break a few planes, but the pilots have to go back. We are short of pilots."

There are so many planes...

Wang Xikui obviously failed to imitate the wry smile of the head of his family. In the eyes of Fang Junchang and Cai Jigang, it was a different scene, and his thinking was also very different from Wang Xikui's prediction.

In order not to worry them, the independent group intentionally...

Airplanes are so expensive, even the Americans would feel distressed if they lost fifty of them at once.

Commander Fang and Cai Jigang looked at each other, did not say much, silently wrote down the kindness, and began to arrange people to start working.

And Cai Jigang thought of his younger brother Cai Jiheng.

His brother is a pilot.

And an elite pilot.

Do you want to find a chance and let your brother go there too? ····Suddenly, this idea came to Cai Jigang's mind. He contacted the independent regiment, and he will be investigated in the future. It is conceivable that someone will target his brother, and now that he has lost direct support from the Americans, the Guofu Air Force is not doing well. land.

In the guard battalion, the common people's volunteer team, and one battalion of the [-]th regiment moved all the supplies, and the [-] artillery pieces that were disassembled were assembled under the command of the artillery crew members, and the artillery positions began to be built.

During this period, Commander Fang also asked his guard battalion machine gun team to go to Duan Peng to learn how to operate the new machine gun.

At the same time, the devil's seventh wave of attack began again. The shells kept falling on the airport and the fortifications near the airport, causing bursts of gunpowder smoke and splashes of mud.

A new brigade of devils also began to gather again.

"Commander Fang."

Looking at the devil brigade in the distance with the binoculars, Wang Xikui felt itchy:
"If there is nothing else, I will go to the front line first."

"No."

Subconsciously, Commander Fang directly refused:

"The front line is too dangerous, you still..."

Before Commander Fang could finish speaking, Wang Xikui waved his hand:
"Mr. Fang, although we are not an army group and there are gaps between the two sides, we are all Chinese and soldiers. Why do you work hard on the front line while I watch from behind? There is no reason for that."

"Before boarding the plane to Hengyang, the group of people we came here were ready to sacrifice at any time."

"Besides, I have to provide observation data for the follow-up troops."

Then he left behind a bunch of words, and without waiting for General Fang to speak, Wang Xikui took his new heavy-duty sniper rifle and walked towards the distant position.This made Duan Peng very envious, but he hadn't finished his mission yet, and he had to teach the soldiers of the Tenth Army how to operate a general-purpose machine gun, so he could only stare blankly with envy.

"Jiang Houwen."

Reluctantly, Commander Fang could only call a squad leader of the security company, who was also the squad leader of the security squad who had been in charge of guarding the headquarters, a first-class elite:
"You take your squad to follow Brother Wang Xikui, and you must ensure their safety. They took the risk to send us weapons and ammunition. We cannot let them have an accident here."

"Yes."

The squad leader named Jiang Houwen immediately saluted and accepted the order.

"All the machine guns are divided."

Commander Fang pointed to the general-purpose machine gun beside him, and said to Jiang Houwen:
"Your class has one stand, and three boxes of bullets."

"Thank you Commander."

The commander's order obviously raised Jiang Houwen's tone a bit.

He has long been jealous of this new machine gun. The previous instructor Duan made it very clear that this gun has a maximum rate of fire of [-] rounds per minute. Because of its high rate of fire, it was nicknamed a tearing machine.

In the distance, the devils' artillery fire stopped, and a brigade of devils rushed to Hengyang Airport again.

And at the same time.

Behind the airport, in the direction of Hengyang City.

Eight 105mm howitzers and 10 120mm mortars have also been deployed.

"Report, the artillery battery is ready."

The deputy company commander from the independent regiment reported to General Fang.

"Your task is to support the infantry in combat and find opportunities to eliminate the devil artillery."

Because he was not familiar with the level of artillery of the Independent Regiment, General Fang issued a more flexible order.

"Yes."

The artillery company commander ran back to his position.

"Commander, Balu is really rich."

Next to Commander Fang, his bodyguard said:
"I just looked at their artillery positions. Good guy, I saw ten radio stations, and all of them can communicate directly. Their artillery observation posts are all using radio stations to communicate."

"Ten stations."

General Fang swallowed his saliva, expressing envy.

The more radio stations there are, and the radio stations with voice call function, the stronger the army's communication ability, the faster the response, and the more timely the front-line support will be.But the radio station is really valuable.

In Fang Junchang's envious thoughts, eighteen artillery guns raised their barrels.

"Mortar group, target enemy infantry group, grenade, No. [-] charge, rapid fire..."

"Howitzers, target enemy artillery positions, grenades..."

(End of this chapter)