Rise From Eight Hundred

The white-haired general's face was gloomy in an instant!

In just ten seconds, several small black dots came from far away in the sky.

The dull roar of the aircraft engine resounded through the sky.

Bitterness surged on the serious face of the white-haired general, and he turned back to look at Tang Dao, who looked normal: "Captain Tang, the little devil's plane is coming."

Then he turned back, with a firm look in his eyes, and ordered the pale-faced combat staff standing seven or eight meters away: "Order each regiment to prepare for air defense and concealment, and at the same time require them to prepare all light and heavy machine gun firepower. If the devil's plane dares to descend to a height of several hundred meters, I will beat him up. Damn it, if you want to gnaw my flesh, you will break your teeth."

The heavy bombs dropped by the Japanese planes were nightmares that the veterans of the 17th Division would never forget in their lifetime. Seeing the planes swooping down from the sky, the veterans urged their brothers in their companies and platoons to use all the shelters on the ridge to hide without the order of the superiors.

As the military orders were continuously conveyed, all the light and heavy machine gunners were shot up, and the muzzles of their guns were no longer aimed at the mountain, but at the sky.

Even though they knew that the winning rate was very small from ground to air, static to high-speed movement. There was a more than 90% chance that the Japanese planes that had dropped bombs would roar past at an altitude of hundreds of meters, and the machine gun positions would be swept into a mess, with heavy casualties.

But they still did it. Just like the idea of ​​their division commander, you can kill me, but you have to see if your teeth are hard enough.

They can escape, they can escape to the depths of the mountains, where there are dense jungles as cover, and there is at least a 70% chance of escaping the machine guns and bombs of Japanese planes.

But no one escaped.

The more than 10,000 officers and soldiers of the 17th Division who participated in the battle were some veterans who had experienced the battle of Niangziguan last year, some were soldiers who were still in their original base in Shaanxi Province, and the other part was composed of former 29th Army prisoners of war and recruits.

Veterans will not flee, nor will the Shaanxi Province Lengwa who have lost countless brothers, nor will the northern officers and soldiers who have been tortured in the prisoner-of-war camp for nearly a year, nor will those recruits who survived a week of bloody battlefields become veterans!

They have not read much, but the war taught them a truth. If they escape from Falu Ridge, they must escape from eastern Shanxi, and if they escape from eastern Shanxi, they must escape from Shanxi Province. If they escape from Shanxi Province, they must flee to the south, to the southwest, and to the farther south. But when they escape to the sea, where else can they escape?

The white-haired division commander said a sentence before swearing to go to war: This is a national war. As long as you are a Chinese, facing this patriotic war, no one can escape or retreat.

You can't escape. Facing the vicious enemy planes diving from high altitude, you can only fight to the death.

Even if you will die soon, you have to fight.

The 17th Division is even more tenacious than they were last year!

The officers and soldiers of the battalions of the Four-Line Regiment were the same. They were like porcupines with their quills blown off. The heavy machine guns of the companies and platoons of the battalions were all pointed at the sky.

That is, the anti-aircraft company of the Four-Line Regiment was slightly different from usual. Although the main shooters of the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine gun squads were already in position, with their gun muzzles raised high, shells and bullets loaded, and the safety was opened, and at least three anti-aircraft gun squads were shaking their handles to lock the high-speed descending aircraft into the crosshairs, no one dared to shoot rashly.

That was because Cheng Tieshou, the deputy instructor of the artillery battalion and the commander of the air defense company, had issued a strict order two hours ago. Without his order, all artillery positions were not allowed to fire a single shell. Those who violated the order would be subject to wartime military law.

Disobeying orders in wartime would cost one's head. Although the officers and soldiers of the air defense company did not understand, no one dared not to execute them, even though they watched the biplanes descend to an altitude of more than 2,000 meters.

Perhaps it was because the aircraft was still too high! The officers and soldiers of the air defense company did not wait for the order to open fire. They could only wait and watch the sky, watching the sunlight reflecting the almost brilliant light on the metal fuselage.

That kind of light full of metallic luster was cold and cruel!

"Onboard!"

"Long live the Imperial Army Aviation!"

The Japanese infantrymen in the encirclement burst into deafening cheers in the trenches and mountains. Many Japanese soldiers even got out of the trenches and bunkers and roared with their rifles crazily, regardless of the fact that this was a battlefield.

The roar was earth-shaking, as if they had won a great victory.

Not to mention that the ordinary Japanese soldiers were ecstatic after their planes came, even Takagi Yoshito, who had been sitting in the cave with a gloomy face, came out and looked up at the sky, with a joy on his face that had not appeared for several days.

"Damn it, it's just a few small planes coming! Look at how you are so arrogant! If you don't know, you will think you have surrounded me! Wait for Cheng Tietou to shoot down these little flies with a cannon, and then see how you can make trouble." Li Jiujin, who was hiding in the trench and looking at the sky with a telescope, cursed very unhappy.

"Hey! Little flies, don't run away!"

As if hearing Li Jiujin's resentment, the fighter planes that had just swooped down from the sky pulled up again and quickly disappeared into the white clouds.

"Damn it, you are quite obedient, and you are scared away?" Li Jiujin couldn't help but be stunned.

"Your Excellency the brigade commander, you see, there are even a few reconnaissance planes, so the scale of this fleet will definitely not be small, and the front army still attaches great importance to us." A Japanese army commander standing a few meters beside Takagi Yoshito watched the planes jump into the clouds and disappear, and comforted his brigade commander.

The comfort is very good, don't comfort next time!

Takagi Yoshito did not speak, but cast his eyes towards the mountains. The smoke from the hastily arranged defense positions of the 39th Infantry Brigade had not yet dissipated, and white smoke from burning grass and trees continued to rise, which looked a bit embarrassing.

The Japanese Army Major General, who had sufficient combat experience, had a heavy face. He knew that although the casualty reports of the regiments and battalions had not yet been reported, the casualties of the infantry would definitely not be small under such a fierce bombardment.

Unless the fleet was really large enough to deal enough damage to the Chinese artillery positions on the periphery, it was really unknown what the final outcome of this battle would be. He knew very well that the front army would not be able to mobilize enough ground reinforcements to arrive within at least a week.

But no matter what, the arrival of the Army Aviation made the Chinese feel threatened. For example, the fierce bombardment that was still fierce ten minutes ago has now completely stopped. Although Takagi Yoshito could not see it, he could fully imagine the panic on the Chinese artillery positions. The thick smoke caused by the firing was not so easy to dissipate, especially when looking down from a high altitude.

At this time, if more than 60 fighter planes arrived, they would be able to clean up the Chinese artillery positions with high quality.

As if sensing the thoughts of Major General Takagi Yoshito, within two minutes after several "reconnaissance planes" jumped into the clouds, a thunderous roar came from the distant sky.

And the "Hammer" squatting beside Tan Tai Mingyue on the Niangziguan defense line several kilometers away had his ears erected high, and the hair on his neck was about to explode. This was an extremely rare phenomenon for the "Hammer" who rushed out of the battlefield of corpses and blood.

Guaiguai over there was a little anxious, wagging his little tail and circling around Zhuang Damei, who had been promoted to deputy squad leader of the nursing class! From time to time, he would lower his head to the busy female corporal.

Guaiguai especially liked this female corporal who saved the meat strips and fed it to him. Because of the nature of her work, she rarely touched his head with her hands, but her eyes could tell him that she liked him very much. When there was no combat mission, he loved to lie next to this female corporal.

Guaiguai is very fierce and smart, but it also has the good qualities of a pig. It will never stand up if it can lie down. Otherwise, where would it get all that meat?

Eating a lot and lying flat, these two elements are all there.

"Guaiguai, stay here, I'm busy here!" Zhuang Damei, who was still sorting out medicines and planning to give the wounded an infusion, gently comforted the wild boar that weighed more than 180 kilograms.

Although Guaiguai is very different from the half-sized wild boar three months ago, with a body length of 5 meters, fangs on the side of its long mouth have grown, and the pig hair has become hard and sticky, in Zhuang Damei's heart, this guy is still the little guy who followed Hammer around and hummed and begged for food when he saw anyone!

Especially this guy is particularly hardworking in the medical company. A pig can drag a wounded stretcher and run wildly on the battlefield. The pig's legs are bleeding but he still doesn't leave the front line. Who in the medical company doesn't like it?

Or, Guaiguai reminded the elder sister of the big black pig raised at home, the small village and the small home. As the big black pig grunted for food, the father picked up the hoe and went to the field. The mother scolded the brothers and sisters who were still sleeping in and started a day of work!

All those beautiful things were gone with the advent of war. The father was gone, the home was gone, and I don’t know if the single mother has received her letter, and whether she can come to Dakouzidong Town to reunite with her before the New Year.

"Guaiha!" The female corporal put away her full of thoughts and gently comforted the slightly abnormal Guaiguai.

"Order the whole company not to move rashly, and no one is allowed to walk out of the camouflage net and bunker!" Tantai Mingyue looked at the sky in the distance, and her face suddenly changed.

Animals have the most acute intuition about danger. If a hammer is afraid, it is worth the whole company to be vigilant.

The cheers of the Japanese infantrymen in the area of ​​​​Falu Ridge are like the waves of the sea, one wave higher than the other.

Because dozens of small black dots appeared in the sky.

Fighter planes came from the northwest of the battlefield. As time went by, they were getting closer and closer. Some people could even see the blood-red sun logo on the tail of the plane through a telescope.

The fierce roar of the plane's aviation engine became clearer and clearer, like a sickle dancing wildly in the hands of the god of death, which made people feel cold.

There was no need to count them. The number of Japanese planes was definitely more than 60, and they were divided into ten echelons in the air.

The fact is that there were 74 Japanese planes that arrived. In addition to the front line, there were 6 planes in a row, three planes in a combat group, forming 10 echelons, and there were 14 planes hovering in the high altitude for cover, and also as the finishing bombing formation, to carry out subsequent harvesting of targets that had not been bombed.

This was the largest bomber group in the history of the North China battlefield. The Japanese formation was very arrogant and began to lower its altitude from an altitude of 3,000 meters.

"Youxi! Although the Army Aviation arrived a little late, it was still timely. Shirakawa-kun, in this situation, what do you think we two want to say to the Chinese the most at this moment?" Takagi Yoshito on the ground looked at his brigade chief of staff and asked with a smile.

"If it were me, I would definitely tell the Chinese to make the artillery fire more fiercely!" The Japanese Army Zhongzuo answered his boss who was obviously in a good mood humorously.

"Haha! Shirakawa-kun, the so-called great minds think alike, this is what it means!" Takagi Yoshito laughed loudly amid the roar of his own fighter planes.

The chief of staff he personally selected may have average combat capabilities, but he is definitely a wonderful person. Look at his level of answering questions, it really makes people feel happy!

The bad mood of several consecutive days was swept away!

Chinese, where are your guns? Why aren't the bastards coming? Are you feeling powerless? If you have the guts, come with a plane!

Takagi Yoshito looked at the imperial eagle that had already started to dive in the sky. Although the smile on his face was still a little restrained, deep down in his heart he was already overjoyed like a child who had received a new toy.

Yes, starting from 3 kilometers away from the battlefield, the Japanese planes began to dive.

The good weather provided a good enough field of vision, and the extremely conspicuous khaki planes that jumped out of the trenches could already allow them to see the target battlefield clearly.

A row of 6 Japanese planes dived down, and then, followed by another row, roaring towards the battlefield, like an eagle about to catch a chick, with a fierce momentum.

A Japanese plane dived the fastest and was at the forefront of the first row of 6 Japanese planes.

If the Japanese planes that had already started to dive were whistling arrows, then he was the arrow head, and if they were eagles, then he was the eagle king.

The Japanese pilot, who was in the Japanese plane and was firmly pressed on the seat because of the acceleration of gravity, looked at the battlefield that was becoming clearer and clearer in his vision, his eyes were full of anger and his face was full of ferocity.

There were no Chinese planes in the sky of North China, only the eagles of the empire soaring. Here, it was their battlefield and their stage, and no one could confront them directly.

And this leading arrow, or the Eagle King, was not full of arrogance, but on the contrary, he bit his back teeth and puffed his cheeks, as if his wife was fucked by a Chinese on the ground.

But his flight cap was very yellow, and it was definitely not green.

Tang Tuanzuo can guarantee on behalf of the majority of Chinese officers and soldiers that although it is the ambition of the majority of officers and soldiers to kill the little bitch, at least it is still only in the imagination stage and has not been actually implemented.

The anger of this leading Japanese pilot basically comes from his own frustration with the current situation.

As the most talented ace pilot of the Provisional Air Corps, Iwamoto Tetsuzo, who was born in the Navy Air Corps, has an impressive military exploit. In the Battle of Shanghai last year, he shot down four Chinese fighter planes alone, becoming the potential ace pilot of the Navy Air Corps at that time.

Originally, he had a promising future in the Navy Air Corps, but because he fell in love with the daughter of an Army officer, everything began to change.

He knew that the grievances between the Navy and the Army had a long history, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even have a relationship with the daughter of the Army officer. He was excluded and was furious. He was transferred from the Navy Air Corps to the Army Air Corps through the operation of his future father-in-law.

Originally, he thought that in the Army Air Corps that was rampant in Malu, he, the proud eagle, would be held as if his wings were inlaid with gold?

As a result, the most glorious person in the North China Army Air Corps was Captain Zuo Zuomu, known as the "Phoenix", a guy who lost the battle as soon as he went out to fight, which was simply an insult to the eagle in the sky.

Even in this battle, when they heard that Captain Zuo Zuomu's fighter plane had returned due to engine failure, many pilots lamented in the public communication channel, which made the arrogant Iwamoto Tetsuzo almost mad.

Then let him, the eagle in the sky, lead these stupid guys to teach the Chinese a lesson! Let them see what an ace pilot is, not just surviving by escaping in shame.

He knew that the air defense of the Four-line Regiment was very sharp, but so what?

His fighter plane had reached a maximum speed of 350 kilometers per hour. As long as he was given ten more seconds, he could reach the attack position, first use the machine gun to strafe the dark blue that could be seen in the field of vision, and then find the best time and position to drop the heavy bomb under the belly of the plane, thereby smashing the futile counterattack of the Chinese, and then draw a graceful arc to return to the battlefield, and continue to cruelly harvest the lives of the Chinese with bombs and machine guns under the wings.

Their anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns may catch up with sparrows, but they will never catch up with the eagles soaring in the sky. The Japanese ace pilots have this confidence.

His confidence is not blind. In the past, this Japanese Army Aviation Captain was known as one of the three ace pilots of Japan. After setting a record of shooting down 14 fighter planes on the Chinese battlefield, he moved to the Pacific battlefield and created an impressive record of shooting down 80 US fighter planes.

This record can even be ranked with the German ace pilot Hartmann, who is known as the "Black Devil"!

However, the future little butterfly has come, and the times have changed!

The setting autumn sun, although very gentle, is still dazzling. It shines on the metal fuselage of the Japanese plane in the dive, like a golden cloak applied to the eagle that has already stretched out its claws.

That scene is so handsome!

The Japanese infantry on the ground seemed to have taken a lot of drugs. They shouted and yelled, and they almost threw their life-saving helmets into the sky to cheer for the arrival of the imperial eagles.

But soon, a group of planes that started diving from east to west at a higher altitude than the Imperial Eagle stunned them.

The sudden feeling of being valued made the Japanese infantrymen not know how to express their feelings. At least, just cheering at the top of their lungs was not enough.

Damn, there must be more than 100 planes here and there! No, at least 120!

More than 100 fighter planes came to help, how much importance they should attach to them!

If they were not afraid that the grenade from the grenade launcher would hit their own foreheads, many Japanese grenade launchers would have wanted to use the small iron rods in their hands as salutes.

The Japanese infantrymen, whose happiness came too suddenly, did not know that the Japanese pilots who had already started diving could not see the group of planes diving towards them from the front and high altitude.

Otherwise, they will scatter immediately!

Damn, that is the Russian Yin--15 fighter, which is different from the Type 96 fighter. Can't you idiots who are only fit to stay on the ground see it?

Japanese infantry: In my opinion, all airplanes look the same, right?