Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 34 The only flaw in the bombardment and zero casualties!
Captain Yoshida Shiota, who was in charge of guarding the airport, was awakened by a nightmare and the sound of artillery fire.

He was very familiar with the sound of artillery; it was the sound of shells exploding from the Type 92 infantry of the Imperial Army.

The ghost cannon, which can only be heard but not seen on the battlefield, has repeatedly made great contributions and is a favorite killer weapon of both Japanese infantry and artillery.

During the first round of shelling, Yantian Yao didn't notice anything was wrong.

Because he happened to have a dream, in which he was killing people everywhere, causing the Chinese army to flee in disorder and blood to flow like a river.

When the Type 70 infantry gun shells exploded next to my ears, it coincided with my dream, and reality reflected in my dream: a row of mm shells fired by the Type infantry guns exploded in the Chinese army formation, and a large number of Chinese soldiers were blown down.

Then, Yantian Yao was ready to take his soldiers to reap the lives of Chinese soldiers.

At this moment, a row of Type 92 infantry artillery shells fell between him and the Japanese soldiers and exploded.

Yantian suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat.

The explosion in the dream just now was so real and close, causing heavy casualties to him and his soldiers.

Yantian took a deep breath. It was a false alarm... Until this moment, he still thought that the explosion was just a dream.

until--

Boom boom boom boom!
The sound of a series of 70mm artillery shells exploding rang in my ears, and the red light of the exploding shells flashed through the window.

"idiot?"

Yantian Yao's face suddenly changed. He grabbed his pistol and saber and rushed out of the dormitory without even having time to put on his military uniform.

The scene before him made Captain Yantian Yao furious.

The planes nearby were surrounded by shell craters, several of which had been hit by shells. The planes that had been hit were either wrecked or engulfed in flames. Pilots, too lazy to put on their flight suits, rushed towards the planes under fire, trying to fly them away. The airport alarms blared loudly, and some soldiers were carrying buckets of water to put out the fire. The entire airport was in chaos...

The explosion was deafening, the air was filled with smoke, and flames shot into the sky!
But Captain Yantian actually knew.

Except for a few reconnaissance planes that were about to carry out missions in the early morning, there was no aviation fuel in the fuel tanks of light bombers and fighter jets.

"Who dares to use a Type 92 infantry gun to bombard the Locust Army's planes here?"

"It's just looking for death!"

Captain Yantian Yao's face turned pale. If these imperial planes were blown up, he, as the head of airport security, would definitely commit disembowelment to apologize.

But at this moment, a row of shells fell again, and several Japanese pilots who rushed towards the planes fell in a pool of blood. At the same time, several planes were hit. A Japanese pilot had just climbed onto one of the reconnaissance planes when the reconnaissance plane, which was full of fuel and carrying bombs, was hit by a shell. The bombs exploded, detonating the fuel. The reconnaissance plane exploded for the second time, and a fireball suddenly rose up, swallowing the Japanese pilot instantly.

"These idiots!"

Seeing this scene, Captain Yantian felt both distressed and angry!
An excellent imperial pilot died in this way... The airport is full of shell holes, can the plane be flown?

"Report to the squadron leader!"

The signalman hurried over to report:

"I just called Gangxian and Daixian for help, but the calls didn't go through. The phone lines must have been cut!"

"Baka!" Yantian yelled, "Radio for help immediately!"

Although the telephone lines were cut off, the airport tower was equipped with a radio station that could be used to call for help.

If the enemy dared to bombard the airport at night, they must have come well prepared. Their troop strength was unknown, so it was definitely right to ask for help.

"Hi!" The signalman turned around and walked away quickly.

At this time, the Eighth Route Army's artillery bombardment had become disorganized and began to bombard indiscriminately, covering the location where the planes were parked with artillery fire.

However, Yantian Yao was also a veteran with rich battlefield reaction and combat experience. He quickly determined the direction of the Eighth Route Army artillery position by the trajectory of the shells passing through the night sky. However, due to the low height of the Type 92 infantry gun and the grass blocking the front of the artillery position, Yantian Yao could not see the muzzle flash of the infantry gun even with a telescope, so he was not sure of the specific location.

If the enemy's artillery positions were not destroyed, these planes would be blown up and he would have to commit suicide by disembowelment.

Although reinforcements were nowhere in sight, Yantian immediately assembled his troops with a grim expression and quickly issued a battle deployment:

"The enemy artillery position is one kilometer south of the airport. Squad 3 will stay at the airport to put out the fire. Squads 1 and 2 will attack with me to destroy the enemy artillery position!"

"set off!"

"Hi!"

At that moment, Yantian Yao personally led two teams of about 2 Japanese soldiers towards the artillery formation of the Eighth Route Army.

The Japanese soldiers, armed with knives and guns and with ferocious eyes, rushed towards the Eighth Route Army's artillery positions with murderous intent, with only the Eighth Route Army's artillery positions in their eyes.

But when one is unlucky, even drinking water can make one's teeth ache. Yantian and two squads of soldiers had only left the airport 2 meters when they were ambushed. The commandos of the third battalion, ambushed on both sides of the path, suddenly opened fire.

Dense rain of bullets poured down on the running Japanese soldiers, and dozens of them fell down instantly.

Crash... The remaining Japanese soldiers crawled to the ground to avoid the attack. Yantian, who was rushing in the front, was shot in the arm and managed to save his life.

The enemy had at least 6 light and heavy machine guns, at least 200 rifles, and artillery support from at least 5 Type infantry guns... In just a moment, Yantian Yao's mind emerged with the thought that the enemy's firepower was several times more ferocious than theirs, and the enemy was indeed well prepared.

Yantian gritted his teeth and gave the order loudly:

"Baga, we've been ambushed, retreat! Retreat immediately!"

The Japanese soldiers, having lost the courage to attack, fled towards the airport like a tide, running wildly, wishing their parents had not given them two more legs.

The slower running Japanese soldier was shot in the back and fell in a pool of blood.

After the Japanese disappeared from sight, the commandos of the third battalion did not pursue them, but jumped out of the darkness and began to clean up the battlefield.

The soldiers of the commando team were all elite veterans of the Red Army with accurate shooting skills. The commando team was in an excellent position just now, and the shooting was sudden. Caught off guard, fifty or sixty Japanese soldiers were shot dead on the spot.

……

"Pity…"

Looking at the dwindling number of shells, Wang Chengzhu said what a pity.

"Platoon Leader Wang, what's the pity? Do you think it's a waste of artillery shells?" Battalion Commander Zhao also felt a little sorry for firing so many artillery shells.

Wang Chengzhu shook his head: "That's not the case. If our artillerymen were all expert gunners, we could just unleash a barrage of fire on the enemy's airport. Not only would we be able to blow up all the planes, but we could also kill more enemy soldiers!"

Xu Jin Barrage, this is a military term in the instruction manual of the infantry artillery provided by Boss Lin.

It is a dense barrage formed in one area or in two areas at the same time in front of our assault army, and gradually extends into the depth of the enemy's defense as the assault army advances.

Xu Jin's barrage is the highest treatment for infantry charge.

There was a row of dormitories not far from the plane. Wang Chengzhu was not sure whether it was the dormitory for Japanese soldiers or pilots.

If he had bombed those dormitories at the beginning.

After bombing the dormitory, he had to readjust the firing parameters of each cannon, which took a lot of time.

If the bombing was not targeting the Japanese pilots' dormitory, it would be very troublesome. During the time it took to readjust the firing parameters of the five infantry guns, the Japanese pilots could have flown away in their planes!

The first round of shelling is very important.

If the artillerymen were all expert gunners, they could directly launch a barrage of bullets at the Japanese airport, bombing the Japanese dormitories and then the Japanese planes, achieving a seamless transition.

"We're not greedy. Blowing up these damn planes is already a huge profit!"

Battalion Commander Zhao laughed and patted Wang Chengzhu on the shoulder.

The infantry artillery can reach a firing rate of 10 rounds per minute. Even though the Eighth Route Army's gunners were not familiar with the artillery and could not reach full-speed firing, they had used up all 10 prepared artillery shells in 380 minutes.

Wang Chengzhu and Captain Zhao raised their binoculars and saw that the southeast side of the Japanese airport was engulfed in flames, and there was no intact plane in sight.

"Report to the battalion commander, the Japanese were driven back to the airport and have not dared to come out again!"

An Eighth Route Army soldier carrying a rifle reported to Battalion Commander Zhao.

"Are there any casualties among the commandos?"

"Report to the battalion commander, there are no casualties!"

"Haha!" Captain Zhao laughed, "Notify the assault team, let's retreat!"

"Yes!"

……

Inside the airport, the shelling stopped, the planes and fuel were destroyed, the southeast side of the airport turned into a sea of ​​fire, and thick smoke disappeared into the dark sky. All the soldiers and pilots were busy putting out the fire.

Only Captain Yantian looked at the destroyed plane and aviation fuel, and sat down on the ground with a face full of despair.

It’s done, the abdomen has been cut.

(Captain Xiaobaka Salt Field)
(End of this chapter)