Rise From Eight Hundred

The military order given by Miyano Masuke was also the last time that the Army pilots of the entire Japanese bomber formation heard his voice.

The man who had light in the eyes of the Asahi Shimbun war correspondent not only lost his light, but also the fire of life was extinguished.

Before the 97 heavy explosive aircraft that Miyano Mamoru was riding had time to drop the bomb, a cloud of white mist exploded 30 meters away from the side of the fighter plane.

This kind of long-distance shock wave can only be regarded as child's play for the 97 heavy explosive aircraft with a wingspan of 70 meters. At most, it only shakes the body slightly.

But the aluminum alloy body skin can't stop the crazy shrapnel splatter!

A piece of shrapnel penetrated the fuselage and shot Lieutenant Commander Miyano Mamoru who was sitting by the porthole looking below.

When the finger-sized shrapnel penetrated Miyano Mayou's back, it also carried a piece of flesh with the same size!

Perhaps only those who are proficient in medical anatomy can see at a glance that that thing is called a lobe of the lung.

The captain of the 1st Flying Wing of Japan's North China Army Aviation Corps became the first casualty in the largest surface-to-air battle between China and Japan so far.

Then came the Type 97 heavy explosive aircraft whose wings were folded one after another under the crazy attack of 24 40mm anti-aircraft guns.

Although these big guys are not slow, and are even faster than the Type 96 Marine Fighter because of the new engine with up to 1,000 horsepower, they are too big, and the bomb-receiving area is naturally much larger.

Facing the hell-level barrage composed of nearly 600 shells from the No. 2 air defense fortress and various artillery positions in the mountain, the 97 Heavy Explosion was naturally hit hard.

If Captain Sasaki were here at this time, he would definitely order the northwest group of aircraft to immediately cancel the previous combat plan, first abandon the heavy bombs, and then quickly pull up the aircraft group and temporarily leave the battlefield. The other groups of aircraft would quickly rush in and destroy China on the ground. People exposed the artillery positions to prepare for the next wave of bombing.

It's a pity that Miyano, who had just issued the military order, really fell in love with Nakasaka.

The Japanese are inherently rigid, and the Japanese aircraft fleet whose command rights have not been transferred will naturally strictly follow the military orders before receiving new military orders.

Therefore, the 97 heavy-explosion aircraft group, which had already lost four aircraft, continued to advance under artillery fire until it reached the bombing point, and then it dropped the two heavy bombs hung under the belly of the aircraft.

The plane and the pilots were relieved that nearly 800KG of bombs were missing, and the fighter engine began to climb with screams.

Blossoms of bombs exploded on the Chinese frontal position!

Huge craters are visible to the naked eye on the surface of the position!

Those were more than 20 500-pound aerial bombs. They were so powerful that even the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion hiding in a tunnel 20 meters above the ground felt like they were on top of a rough sea. The top of the tunnel was used for support. The thick wooden planks made a heart-wrenching creak.

Not to mention the newly recruited recruits, even veterans like Li Jijin couldn't help but feel tense. He stretched out his hand and asked Tu Yunsheng beside him for a cigarette.

"Company commander, do you want me to send someone out to take a look?" Tu Yunsheng suggested, licking his lips that were dry due to nervousness.

No one is afraid of death, and veterans are no exception, especially since this is not their first time fighting in tunnels.

Having tunnels that go deep into the ground is not 100% safe. During the last battle in Jindong, a section of the tunnel collapsed due to the huge explosive power of heavy aerial bombs, and seven or eight soldiers were buried by hundreds of tons of boulders and soil.

Not to mention that the people who dug it out must be gone long ago. The rocks in Taihang Mountain are so hard and heavy that even the blasting took me who knows how many days. In the end, I had to give up and erect a monument on the spot to commemorate the sacrificed officers and soldiers.

As for the martyrs' cemetery at the station, they can only use the soldiers' relics to build a cenotaph.

"The crater is not interesting to see. The brothers in the air defense battalion have tried their best. It's just because there are too many Japanese planes." Li Jijin pulled the buckle open and said in a hoarse voice. "But you kid, stay away from me. You have a tough life, Mr. Mok."

"Company commander, you turned your back on me just after you took the cigarette!" Tu Yunsheng muttered, and quickly patted A Dong. "Go and tell Lao Cao. The whole class will gather at the entrance of the tunnel. Once the bombing is over, send two brothers to the observation post to check the situation."

"Damn it, you figured it out pretty quickly. Send your Squad 4 ahead. Why, when the battalion commander is poaching people, it's easier to poach people in the front, right?" Li Jijin rolled his eyes.

"Haha! Company Commander, don't I fully understand the fighting spirit you just ordered! This tunnel is really going to be destroyed, and we can't be left in a pot." Tu Yunsheng said with a smile.

"Bah! Let's be honest, you can't say that the air defense battalion is now hunting sparrows, making the little devils in the sky cry for father and mother?" Li Jijin spat hard and took a long puff of cigarette.

As an infantryman, he, the company commander who commanded hundreds of elite soldiers, could only wait in the tunnel, waiting for the battle between the air defense battalion and the Japanese aircraft group to end.

Destiny is once again not in the hands of a veteran himself. This may be the reason why Li Jijin is a little anxious, not just fear.

But Li Jijin, who couldn't go to the surface battlefield to watch the battle, made his prediction come true.

The Japanese planes that successfully dropped the bombs were still within the range of the No. 2 air defense base, and even because of their proximity, they were the type that could be hit head-on.

It can be said that when the horizontal distance of the Japanese aircraft approaches 1,300 meters, the 40mm anti-aircraft gun can shoot up to a height of 4,500 meters and a firing range of 5,000 meters. It can hunt down the Japanese aircraft flying at full speed for nearly 40 seconds.

The Type 97 heavy bomber that was constantly pulling up and turning did not escape because of the weight loss. Instead, it was completely trapped in the death fire net because of its brave forward movement.

"Horizontal distance 1500, altitude 3000, shoot!" As a front-line commander, Mo Songzi was not angry because the Japanese plane successfully dropped the bomb. Instead, he commanded the 8 anti-aircraft guns in the 4 corner towers to shoot the airspace more calmly than usual.

In his eyes, there were no 24 Type 96 fighters that were gradually approaching. That would be handled by the 20mm anti-aircraft guns and 4-mounted 7mm heavy machine guns on the protruding platforms of the No. 2 air defense fort.

In the continuous roar of the 40mm anti-aircraft guns, one Type 97 heavy bomber after another broke its wings, especially the three that were already emitting white smoke and had already turned to leave the battlefield because of the stall.

They were targeted by six gun positions in the mountains. Six 40mm anti-aircraft guns chased them for more than 2,000 meters in one breath. Finally, just before they were about to leave the maximum range of the 40mm anti-aircraft guns, a shell exploded less than half a meter from the belly of one of the fighter planes.

The huge shock wave and shrapnel instantly penetrated the fuel tank hidden inside the fuselage. The high temperature caused by the friction of the shrapnel ignited the aviation kerosene. In just one second, the high-speed Japanese plane became a flying fireball in the eyes of tens of thousands of Japanese infantry on the ground.

The next moment, the plane exploded suddenly!

It was not an explosion caused by the burning of fuel, but the explosion of one of the other four 100-pound bombs carried by this Type 97 heavy bomber.

In order to reduce weight, this Type 97 heavy bomber with two pilots and two operators only dropped two 500-pound bombs, but was reluctant to drop the four 100-pound bombs.

Then, the most bizarre scene on the battlefield appeared. The fragments of the fighter plane that were scattered in the air exploded again.

That was the explosion of a 100-pound bomb, and the explosive power was incomparable to that of a 40mm anti-aircraft shell.

Even the Japanese army, which was 3,000 meters away from there, could clearly see a circle of ripples dissipating in the air.

That was the shock wave caused by the air explosion. If someone was 200 meters away, they would definitely be torn into pieces.

What about the gray plane?

In fact, it was not much better.

A 97 heavy explosion plane, which was 600 meters away from the Japanese plane, happened to be less than 150 meters away from the center of the explosion of this "fragment".

The fighter plane disintegrated directly in the air!

This effect is quite similar to the firecrackers that Chinese people like to set off during the Chinese New Year.

The ending of the last Type 97 heavy bomber was also tragic. Seeing the friendly plane in the distance being blown up by a cannon, the pilot of this Japanese plane instinctively turned the rudder to avoid it, which was to prevent the fragments scattered in the air from hitting the fighter.

Even the palm-sized fragments can easily penetrate the plane after being accelerated by gravity, but his choice was wrong.

Because the airspace preset by three cannons was 300 meters to the right of his fighter.

At the speed of the fighter, even if the speed of the damage dropped to 280 kilometers per hour, it would only take four seconds.

The fighter plane that broke into the barrage was instantly shot like a sieve by various shrapnel!

The windshield of the plane was shattered, and the two pilots also collapsed in the cockpit with blood on their faces. The two operators at the back could only shout "Mom" in despair and watch the plane go to the embrace of Mother Earth without hesitation.

With a bang, the Type 97 bomber crashed into the ground, forming a fireball, and took away more than 30 Japanese soldiers who had no time to escape.

Who asked Miyauchi Yoshio to ask all troops to retreat temporarily? As a baggage train, they could only hide farther away. Who knew that they could avoid the Chinese shells, but could not avoid the corpse of their own eagle with broken wings. The power of that thing after colliding with the ground was no less than a 100-pound bomb directly hit.

The most awesome and cool big gray aircraft group when entering the battlefield took less than 1 minute to complete the transformation from awesome to only "awkward".

12, only 4 were able to escape with thick smoke in the end.

But this does not include the one painted with No. 1 carrying Lieutenant Colonel Masuke Miyano. After successfully dropping the bomb, the Japanese pilot who knew that Lieutenant Colonel Masuke Miyano had died knew that even if he escaped, he would definitely be punished because of the death of his commander.

Simply, this ‘brave’ pilot continued forward, flying straight towards the No. 2 anti-aircraft fortification he had already seen, he wanted to destroy this anti-aircraft fortification that was spurting flames.

He believed that the four 100-pound bombs mounted under the wings of the fighter plane could accomplish this task.

Therefore, Lieutenant Colonel Miyano Masuke, who had died in the battle, completely became light because of the bravery of his subordinates.

A ball of fire!

Four 20mm anti-aircraft guns aimed at the Japanese plane from 2,500 meters away and fired wildly until 1,500 meters, completely turning him into a ball of fire.

The ‘Asahi Shimbun’ reporter Namikawa Daisuke, who did not board the fighter plane in the second wave of battle, never used light to describe a person in his life.

That word is really poisonous!

The poor Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant Colonel, really died completely, and there was no body left!

But the most intense air battle was not the 16 40mm anti-aircraft guns beating the madly fleeing Type 97 heavy bombers, but the 24 Type 96 fighters besieging the No. 2 air defense fort.

The firepower of the No. 2 air defense fort was so powerful that the Japanese ground commander could see a big "stone" in the distant mountains that would spit fire, and the Japanese pilots in the sky were not blind.

The 24 Japanese planes that entered the battlefield were like sharks that smelled blood, constantly making various maneuvers and diving to approach the No. 2 air defense fort.

The 8 40mm anti-aircraft guns completely ignored their approach and chased the Type 97 heavy guns in the distance to beat them.

"Baga! Speed ​​up and blow them up!" Captain Oguri Shun of the 1st Flying Wing, who was the commander of the No. 3 formation at the time, looked back at the No. 1 formation fighter planes that were swaying in the wind and rain in the artillery fire, with strong sadness in his eyes, and pressed down the rudder of his fighter plane.

As long as he moved forward 1,000 meters, he could drop the heavy bombs mounted under the belly of the aircraft. No fortifications could survive such bombs.

Of course, as an Army Aviation pilot, he also knew that if he dropped bombs from an altitude of more than 1,500 meters, without a bombing sight, his probability of accurately hitting the target would not exceed 5%.

But there were as many as 24 Type 96 fighter planes that came to besiege, and as long as one bomb hit, it would be enough.

Even without a direct hit, as long as it is within 50 meters around the target, the terrible air wave can blow the Chinese's simple fortifications into various fragments like pushing building blocks.

However, Captain Oguri Shun did not expect the Chinese to be so "perverted"!

The muzzle flames of the 6 20mm twin-mounted anti-aircraft guns suddenly fired together instantly stung the eyes of Oguri Shun who was still wearing goggles.

Like the 40mm anti-aircraft guns, the Suroton machine guns were all replaced with shrapnel shells. Dozens of slightly smaller shells instantly filled the sky, and two Type 96 fighters emitted thick smoke.

"Descend altitude and keep moving forward!" Feeling threatened, Captain Oguri Shun's adrenaline surged rapidly, and he did not retreat but advanced.

At that moment, Oguri Shun felt that he was the legendary knight, holding a lance, brave and fearless.

This may be the most glorious moment as a pilot.

Moved by his own courage, Oguri Shun rushed to a position 1,000 meters away from the No. 2 air defense fortress and dropped the heavy bomb carrying hope, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

While turning the rudder to turn away, he looked at the target. Perhaps in a few seconds, he would see the miserable appearance of the target being destroyed.

But what the tragic Japanese Army Aviation Captain saw was countless flames.

Eight quadruple-mounted 7mm heavy machine guns opened fire!

That was completely similar to the firepower setting of the future battleship close-in defense gun. Although there was no terrible firing rate of the metal storm, the quadruple-mounted 7mm heavy machine guns could still form a metal bullet barrier.

Their effective firing height could reach 1,200 meters, while the fleet of Japanese 96 land-based combat aircraft, in order for the bombs to hit the target more accurately, had an altitude of only about a kilometer.

The terrible close-in defense anti-aircraft machine gun group sprayed hundreds of bullets in one second!

More than a dozen holes appeared on Oguri Shun's fighter plane in an instant.

The heart-wrenching pain came, and Oguri Shun knew that he was shot, but he did not look at the wound on his chest at the first time, but still stared at the fortification not far away that was spewing deadly flames.

"Boom boom boom!" Several loud explosions were heard in succession, and at least 6 bombs exploded in the mountains.

One of them exploded less than 100 meters away from the No. 2 air defense fort. From a distance of 1,000 meters, it was not much different from a direct hit.

"Haha! In the end, the Empire won!" Oguri Shun laughed while spurting blood.

But the next moment, Oguri Shun's eyes froze.

The artillery fire in the fortifications did not stop, not even weakened, and seemed to be not affected by the shock wave at all.

This is impossible! Oguri Shun opened his eyes wide, trying to see the truth.

But Amaterasu did not give him time to explore the truth. The cerebral ischemia caused by the shrapnel piercing the aorta of the heart covered his eyes with a layer of black gauze.

Then, the head slowly drooped until it was silent and motionless.

The 96 fighter plane, which had lost control, had been turning sideways. After drawing a large arc, it lost lift because it could not return to the right position. The fighter plane tilted sideways and roared down, plunged into the forest, and exploded into a ball of fire.

At this time, 3 of the 24 Type 96 Marines were damaged and 4 were shot down, but they still maintained sufficient combat power, and 15 of the 17 fighters had not dropped bombs.

"Follow the glory of our predecessors, keep moving forward, long live the empire!" I don't know which bastard shouted the slogan in the radio.

At least that's what Captain Sasaki saw.

Facing a heavy bomb that couldn't be destroyed, a solid anti-aircraft fortification with more than a dozen anti-aircraft guns and dozens of anti-aircraft machine guns, like a porcupine in armor, and still wanting to dive bomb, it's either a bastard or a fool.

So, a scene that made the Japanese infantry tremble extremely appeared on the battlefield.

The 24 fighter formations that were deployed earlier plus the 12 Imperial fighters that joined later, excluding the 7 damaged ones, the total number exceeded 28, hovering in this airspace with a radius of only 2,000 meters, just like a bear that found a stolen beehive, flying up and down and attacking at the cost of their lives.

Then, they were shot down one by one by the medium-range, medium-range and short-range anti-aircraft firepower on the mountain.

The whole battle lasted for nearly 8 minutes, until the roar in the air became sparse.

Because, of the 28 fighters, 24 were eventually shot down or damaged!

They were not without results. At least 19 bombs were dropped to hit the mountain, and 4 of them successfully hit the top of the mountain, but it was useless. The anti-aircraft fortification that kept spewing deadly flames was like being kissed by an angel, and its firepower had never been weakened.

The Japanese planes finally fled in despair.

After the war, the No. 2 anti-aircraft fort was covered with hot shells, so dense that even feet could not land.

Mo Songzi, who had been standing straight, sat on the still hot shells, and his originally calm face was full of smiles that could no longer be suppressed.

He spent an unknown amount of ammunition, but he finally won the battle. Moreover, only 8 officers and soldiers in the company were injured, and no one died in the battle. As a front-line commander, he certainly had to smile.

In this battle, 36 of the 48 bomber groups of the Japanese North China Army Aviation Corps attacking from the northwest were shot down, 12 were damaged and fled far away, and 3 crashed on the way back. In the end, only 9 fighters successfully returned to the field.

This group also became the most damaged group of the Japanese North China Front Army Aviation Corps. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two groups dropped bombs on the edge of the battlefield to reduce their load. Although there were losses, compared with the group led by Miyano Masuke who had died in the battle and was almost annihilated, it was simply a small matter.

In the end, the Japanese North China Army Air Corps ended this humiliating air support war with 58 fighter planes lost, nearly half of the total number of fighter planes deployed.

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