Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2717 Air Raid! Air Raid!

In the evening, a streak of setting sun hung in the sky, painting the sky a tragic orange-red color.

And in this land shrouded in the shadow of war, the Anti-Japanese Brigade’s base at this time seemed exceptionally quiet, as if foreshadowing the arrival of a violent storm.

And sure enough, this tranquility was soon broken by a roar coming from the sky. It was the long-lost Japanese bomber formation.

The Japanese bomber formation quietly emerged from the distant clouds, and the sun symbol under the wings looked particularly dazzling under the setting sun.

On the ground, the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese Brigade quickly took up their combat posts. Even Duanwu, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the alarm in the base.

Tang Jiujiu saw Duanwu was awakened, and quickly comforted him: "It's okay, it's the Japanese bomber, and it's not the first time the Japanese have bombed."

Duanwu shook his head and said, "Maybe it will be different this time. Go hide immediately, I'll go take a look."

Having said that, Duanwu quickly put on his clothes and left his dormitory.

At this time, Long Qianyan had already come to report.

As soon as he saw Duanwu, he hurriedly reported: "Report to the captain, the lookout has spotted the Japanese bomber, and the anti-aircraft soldiers have taken their positions."

Duanwu asked back, "Are all the anti-aircraft guns okay?"

Long Qianyan replied: "No problem."

Duanwu nodded and said, "Come on, let's go and take a look!"

As they spoke, the two men headed straight for the anti-aircraft artillery position of the base.

However, at this moment, as the first bomb streaked across the sky, a sharp explosion came and landed in the woods a few hundred meters away from the Anti-Japanese Brigade’s base.

There was a roar of explosion, dust and smoke rose up, and flames shot into the sky.

Obviously, the Japanese were not well prepared because they were dropping bombs at high altitude and failed to hit the anti-Japanese brigade’s base that they were expecting.

Even at this time, some Japanese pilots asked the captain to dive and drop bombs.

However, at this moment, the anti-aircraft weapons of the Anti-Japanese Battalion’s base responded, the roar of anti-aircraft machine guns came one after another, and dense bullets intertwined in the air to form a huge firepower network, covering the arrogant Japanese fighter planes in the sky.

And among these machine gun bullets, there were also anti-aircraft artillery shells, which drew dazzling trajectories in the air and produced brilliant but deadly sparks.

The Japanese pilots were frightened. They had never expected that the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces had such powerful anti-aircraft firepower.

But this time, the bombing of the anti-Japanese brigade was a death order. The Japanese pilots did not dare to retreat and had to go ahead.

They dived and circled in small steps, dropping a series of bombs in an attempt to tear apart the firepower network of anti-aircraft weapons.

However, the anti-Japanese brigade's air defense forces showed amazing tenacity and courage. They constantly adjusted their shooting angles, optimized the firepower network structure, and launched a fierce ground-to-air battle with enemy aircraft.

The sounds of gunfire and explosions rang out one after another. Bombs fell on the anti-Japanese brigade’s base, causing a wild dance of dirt and gravel. Several simple barracks were instantly engulfed in flames. In the firelight, the soldiers hurriedly shuttled back and forth, carrying out emergency evacuation and fire fighting.

But despite this, many soldiers still fell in the explosion, and their figures looked extremely tragic in the firelight.

Boom!

However, at this moment, a Japanese bomber was hit on the left wing by an anti-aircraft shell while trying to break through the fire network, and the wing instantly caught fire.

The Japanese pilot tried desperately to pull the plane up, but to no avail. The plane began to roll and fall uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, and finally crashed in a burst of fire.

Another Japanese bomber was not spared either. It was hit by the intensive fire of anti-aircraft machine guns. The fuselage was broken in many places and finally plunged to the ground, accompanied by a violent explosion, and turned into a fireball.

But this time, the Japanese really spent a lot of money. Although the Japanese bombers exploded one after another, some of them still risked dropping aerial bombs into the anti-Japanese brigade’s base and even the anti-aircraft artillery positions. A bomb dropped from a high altitude accidentally hit one of the anti-aircraft guns, and the gun body was instantly shattered, and the surrounding artillery was instantly blown away by the blast.

Although nothing could be seen at the scene at this time, it was conceivable that several artillerymen might have been sacrificed.

That was an aerial bomb weighing 500 kilograms, which could even destroy a building.

So it would be a miracle if anyone could survive the explosion.

But even in the face of such tragic losses, the other artillerymen still held their posts, with flames of anger burning in their eyes, and continued to fire into the air.

At this time, Duanwu and Long Qianyan arrived and saw an anti-aircraft gun being hit by the Japanese aerial bomb.

But there is no way around it, because there will be casualties in battle.

Moreover, the Japanese suffered greater casualties than this. Three of their fighter planes had been shot down, while their base only lost one anti-aircraft gun.

Of course, there were also casualties, which Duanwu had not had time to count.

"Captain, why are you here? It's very dangerous here!"

When the commander of the artillery position saw Duanwu, he immediately stopped him and did not let him in.

This man is called Gao Dazhuang. He was originally a gunner of the Chunjianghao Guerrillas. After being promoted, he is now in charge of the anti-aircraft guns and is responsible for daily artillery training.

Of course, he is the commander in battle.

Duanwu stopped the other party and said loudly: "You are not as good as me in firing cannons. If you want to reduce casualties, I have to do it."

Gao Dazhuang still refused to give in and said, "If the battle is to be fought, let the captain go. What is the use of me, the artillery captain? Captain, I will go myself. Otherwise, if I don't beat back the Japs, you can shoot me!"

At this point, Gao Dazhuang shouted loudly: "Come here, send the captain back."

Immediately, several artillerymen came over and took Duanwu and Long Qianyan away without any explanation.

At this time, Gao Dazhuang threw his hat down, pulled over an artilleryman who was about to fire, and said, "Let me do it. If you don't beat back the Japanese today, I'll put my head here!"

After saying that, he quickly adjusted the angle of the muzzle and accurately calculated the flight path of the Japanese soldiers and the intersection point with the trajectory of the artillery shell.

"Load!"

At his command, the artillerymen next to him quickly pushed shells into the gun barrel.

Gao Dazhuang stared at the Japanese fighter plane in the air, and kept calculating the opponent's flying speed and distance.

"One shot, bearing due east, five minutes north, ready—fire!"

Accompanied by Gao Dazhuang's sonorous and powerful command, the anti-aircraft gun made a deafening roar, and a shell cut through the sky and headed straight for the path of the Japanese aircraft group.

Boom!

The anti-aircraft artillery shell exploded at an altitude of 8,000 meters.

The gusts of air generated by the explosion instantly tore through the light clouds, as if a hideous hole had been suddenly torn in the sky.

Fire and smoke intertwined, blooming a gorgeous but deadly firework in the sky.

The shrapnel poured down like a rainstorm, ruthlessly cutting through the surrounding airflow and colliding violently with the aluminum shell of the Japanese fighter plane, making a sharp and piercing metal tearing sound!

(End of this chapter)