Rise From Eight Hundred

Captain Sasaki led the silent aircraft fleet past the clouds floating in the sky. The only thing that did not pass was the mountains 1,800 meters below.

This time, after Captain Sasaki, the only man who had fought in a hundred battles, imparted his war experience, no one foolishly proposed jumping from a high altitude several kilometers away to enter the battlefield.

The twelve Japanese fighter planes all tacitly maintained their altitude at 1,800 meters and arrived at the battlefield coordinates sent by the 14th Division.

At such a height, unless the Chinese have anti-aircraft guns with a caliber of 40 mm or more, it will basically not pose any threat to them.

As for the sky, do China still have fighter jets in North China? This is no longer within the scope of consideration of the Japanese North China Front.

However, at such a height, they could not see the ground clearly, even with a telescope.

Not to mention the people moving on the ground, even the burning car was as small as a cardboard box. It would be impossible to accurately drop the bomb.

Besides, there are still people from the 14th Division's Baggage Regiment on the road below. They can't send those Imperial infantry colleagues to the sky together!

Therefore, hovering at high altitude to look for Chinese troops on the mountains on both sides of the road is the correct answer.

So, under the ecstatic gaze of the remaining Japanese troops along the five-kilometer-long highway, the huge Japanese fleet consisting of six 96-H and 96-Fighter aircraft that they had been waiting for for a long time came to conduct unconventional operations.

The fleet did not enter the battlefield directly, but hovered at high altitude for up to three times, then stayed at high altitude and dropped the heavy aerial bombs hung under the belly of the aircraft on the mountains on both sides of the road.

Fireworks exploded in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road.

After all, the 12 fighter planes dropped aerial bombs weighing 250 pounds. It only took one to blow up a permanent fortification, let alone an exposed mountain top.

An aerial bomb can completely destroy all living creatures within a 50-meter radius of the bomb's impact point.

According to conventional logic, there is nothing wrong with this cliff. When the Chinese ambush the Imperial Japanese infantry on the road, their hiding place must not be on the high ground on both sides of the road! This is the only way to suppress the Japanese infantry at the lower level, right?

"Baga! Stupid Imperial Army Aviation!" Major Moriki cursed in despair as he looked at the fleet of aircraft that were constantly circling in the sky but refused to lower their altitude to drop bombs.

At this moment, he finally understood that the Chinese could have swallowed them up long ago, but they did not launch a final attack on them. Moreover, they were not busy transporting the supplies in the trucks that were almost completely controlled by them. He even had the time to light a fire with dead branches and leaves around the truck.

All of this is to guard against the empire's fighter planes.

They want to create the illusion that the battle is continuing on the ground, so that high-altitude fighter planes will not dare to drop heavy aerial bombs on the road to avoid accidental damage.

But what is the reality? The 400 heavy troops under his command, together with the 400 escorts, had been cut into more than a dozen small pieces by the Chinese as early as an hour ago, and were suppressed by a large number of machine guns and mortars. The initiative in the battle was lost. .

The once proud and accurate marksmanship seemed so powerless under fire suppression. Whether it was infantry or grenade launchers, as long as they were discovered by the Chinese, they would bring in machine guns and rifles to suppress and strike, and even the terrifying 82 caliber mortar.

It is unknown how many brave imperial soldiers died in a hail of bullets from the Chinese.

The only field radio station that could communicate with the division was blown to pieces by Chinese mortar shells along with several signal soldiers.

Major Moriki had already drawn his command sword, waiting for the last moment to come. Even if he died, he wanted to maintain the majesty of a major in the Imperial Army. At least he died heroically.

But I didn't expect that I had to wait for nearly an hour. Instead of waiting for death, I waited for the Imperial fleet.

The roar of the aircraft engine gave the already desperate Japanese Army Major a glimmer of hope.

As a result, a bunch of idiots took it for granted and dropped bombs at high altitude without even lowering their altitude.

Why, are they afraid that the Chinese rifles will hit them, or are they afraid that the Chinese mortars can shoot up to an altitude of 1,000 meters?

Being on the battlefield, of course he knew that the Chinese were no longer in the highlands but hiding at the foot of the mountains. The bombs dropped by those idiots from the Army Aviation Group only blew up some rocks and trees. It cannot be said that they were ineffective. A little ball is of no use.

It can only be said that desperate situations can not only surge adrenaline in the human body, but also clear up the mind.

All of Major Moriki's conjectures were correct. The reason why the 771st Regiment was not in a hurry to completely kill the last one or two hundred Japanese troops was because they were used as shields.

Not to mention that the Japanese planes did not dare to jump from high altitudes. Even if they flew over at low altitudes, they could clearly see that the Japanese infantry in the shrinking encirclement were still resisting.

The closest distance between the two sides was less than 30 meters. If the Japanese were so ruthless and chose to bury their compatriots with their opponents, then Brigadier Cheng would have no choice but to admit it.

Of course, Brigadier Cheng did not do anything wrong. He gathered all the heavy machine guns of the 771st Regiment in several mountain valleys. This was to guard against the ruthless Japanese planes. He also wanted to use them together with his own men to carry out strafing operations at low altitudes. of.

There is no way, no battle can be perfect. The 683rd Brigade can only make its best efforts to deal with the Japanese trump card under limited conditions. This is also the main reason why most Chinese troops can only lose in the face of the Japanese offensive.

Brigade Commander Cheng could only gamble that the Japanese planes wanted to rescue their colleagues rather than kill them indiscriminately to avenge them.

As a result, the Japanese aircraft group did not even descend in altitude, and they naturally aimed at the surrounding highland hills to drop bombs.

Moreover, in order to avoid accidentally dropping heavy bombs on the road, they deliberately deviated from the main battlefield, and the nearest bomb was 200 meters away from the main infantry hiding at the foot of the mountain.

In addition to some soldiers being injured by flying debris, this round of bombing that could completely destroy the entire infantry regiment did not work at all.

The 12 Japanese planes led by Captain Sasaki actually tried very hard. In addition to heavy bombs, the 96 bombers also had bombs of different sizes hanging on their wings. As they circled, they basically dropped them into the mountains and forests along the road as they imagined.

With the power of this bomb, even if it was a blind cat catching a dead mouse, it could eliminate many Chinese hiding in it. Although it could not immediately solve the dilemma of the surrounded colleagues, it could definitely help them reduce a lot of pressure.

At least, it's OK for them to hold on until two ground reinforcements arrive.

The Japanese Army Air Force pilots dropped all their bombs in one breath, circled several times in the sky again, shook their wings, and returned with a proud look.

Their arrogant and complacent attitude exposed their inner OS at this time!

The typical "I only want what I think, not what you think" domineering president style almost made the Japanese infantry on the ground bite their back teeth.

The eighteen generations of female pilots of the Japanese Army Air Force were greeted crazily without exception, becoming the last roar of the Japanese army.

So much so that when the Japanese planes turned into small black dots, the 771st Regiment blew the charge horn, and the Japanese army, which had lost its last ray of life, had no fierceness of fighting to the death. I don't know how many Japanese soldiers jumped out of the temporary shelter with bayonets in despair and tried to prove their bravery with their lives, but were swept down by rows of bullets.

The 683rd Brigade is not just a three-gun turret brigade now. Most of the troops that surrounded and divided the Japanese army were the brigade's direct guard battalion and several all-Japanese infantry companies. They had sufficient ammunition and had no need to save ammunition. Even if they were killed in one battle, there would still be ammunition on the carts over there, right?

The last resistance of one or two hundred Japanese soldiers faced the charge of more than one thousand Chinese soldiers, like a wave in the vast ocean, and was quickly annihilated.

Major Morimu faced the impact of three people with three bayonets in a group. He only chopped a knife and was stabbed with two transparent holes. At the moment when the severe pain flashed through his mind, he shouted loudly that he was a major in the army and the highest commander of this convoy.

But the knife that followed stabbed directly into his chest, mercilessly twisting it, completely annihilating his last chance of life.

"Don't they want to capture a major-level officer alive?" This was the last thought in Major Morimu's mind, who had the last will to survive but was still trapped in endless darkness.

But he obviously forgot that the rank he had taken off before was not worn on the collar badge, and the Japanese he shouted was not in the world of these Chinese soldiers.

The three soldiers only thought he was an ordinary Japanese invader who was fighting stubbornly, and the 80th Army had conveyed the experience of the 511th Division's Pingxiangguan battle. Even the seriously injured Japanese soldiers were extremely dangerous, and they had to be on guard against them hiding melon grenades.

In the Pingxiangguan battle, there was a tragic scene where the opponent quietly pulled the grenade while bandaging the seriously injured Japanese soldiers, resulting in the death of Chinese soldiers.

Killing them mercilessly is the safest operation.

In the end, it was a Japanese baggage soldier who had completely lost his will to fight and knelt down to surrender that identified and found Major Moriki, who was bled dry and pale like a pig in a slaughterhouse that had entered the depilation process.

Killing a Japanese Army Major and seizing a colonel-level saber, the three soldiers unexpectedly made a great contribution.

The 771st Regiment, which completely wiped out the remnants of the Japanese army, won a complete victory on the battlefield, but it meant that a more difficult "battle" had just begun.

The 772nd Regiment and part of the Supplementary Regiment were blocking the Japanese invaders near Majiaguai, while the Four-Line Regiment and the 769th Regiment were dealing with another Japanese infantry regiment. They had less than 3,000 people, but they had to move all the supplies transported by a huge convoy of 181 trucks into the mountains.

That was a month's supply for an infantry division, and the huge supplies weighing more than 200 tons were almost an impossible task.

"Order the entire army to move the salt, sugar, medical care, firearms, ammunition and other supplies that our army is in short supply of first, and put aside the food that is both heavy and not in short supply for the time being." Brigade Commander Cheng made a decisive choice.

In addition to those who participated in the treatment of the wounded, all other Chinese soldiers, including the cooks, participated in the material handling, just like hardworking little ants, transporting precious salt, sugar and other scarce supplies into the mountains.

Because no one knows when the Japanese aircraft group that just flew away will arrive again.

Moreover, the time they spent transporting food here was bought by the lives of their comrades on the two fronts.

Wang Xiaoqiang of the 772nd Regiment had been fighting the Japanese for more than an hour. Fortunately, the Japanese troops from Licheng and the 108th Division were probably scared by the battle half a month ago and had not launched a strong enough attack. They mostly used infantry artillery to destroy the defense line on the high ground.

The 772nd Regiment now had enough artillery shells and also used mortars to fight back. The two sides were basically in a stalemate, and the infantry casualties were still within an acceptable range.

It is also difficult for the Sixings Regiment. The highlands of the Sixings Regiment can face an infantry regiment with 12 mountain cannons from the artillery brigade, plus the infantry cannons and mountain cannons equipped by the infantry brigade and the regiment headquarters. Its artillery Equipped with more than 24 doors, a number that makes the officers and soldiers of the 921st Division go numb when they hear it.

What's even more frightening is that there is actually a squadron of tanks accompanying them. Unless infantry can approach the three 89 tanks, they will be unstoppable killers.

In particular, due to time constraints, the Fourth Army did not have much time to build fortifications. The soldiers almost dug a shallow trench in the mountains and fields, just enough to cover their bodies to resist the artillery fire that could melt steel.

Although Tang Dao would never cry out in telegrams, the commanders of the 683rd Brigade who knew about it could imagine how brutal the battlefield was at this time.

Those comrades are using their flesh and blood to build a defense line for them, how can they not cherish it?

Under the leadership of Brigadier Cheng who set an example, the 771st Regiment and the 683rd Brigade Guard Battalion tried their best to climb the hillside with supplies on their backs even if they were tired and lying on the ground.

Although Brigadier Cheng's military order stated that supplies are mainly in short supply, the white rice is something that every Chinese soldier does not want to give up.

Only those who have experienced hunger can understand the importance of food. More than 95% of the officers and soldiers of the 921st Division, who are children of poor farmers, have suffered from hunger.

Especially those veterans who had experienced the great transfer of thousands of miles. When they were so hungry that their eyes turned blue, they even roasted and eaten their military belts.

Fortunately, there was no artificial leather in that era and the belts were made of authentic cowhide. Otherwise, more people might not be able to get out of that nightmare swamp.

Under tremendous pressure, human potential is truly incredible.

Post-war statistics show that these less than 3,000 people actually moved most of the materials in the Japanese convoy to a mountain 1,500 meters away within 3 hours. On average, each person carried a load of 200 kilograms, and transported them back and forth 4 times. , the transportation mileage reaches 12 kilometers.

According to the future standards of the Chinese Army's fully armed cross-country, the excellent standard for a 5-kilometer cross-country with a load of 15 kilograms is 21 minutes. But after this trip, how many people can start again?

But the Chinese soldiers who are seriously lacking in nutrition in this era did it in 3 hours, carrying 25 kilograms of weight for half of the journey, and 12 kilometers of pure mountainous cross-country. This is absolutely a jaw-dropping result.

Not only that, after the battle ended at night, after a short period of repair, they still needed to transport these supplies dozens of miles away, which was also a chore.

After the war, the number of Chinese soldiers who were bedridden due to fatigue was several times more than the number of wounded soldiers who were injured on the battlefield.

The 12-fighter fleet led by Captain Sasaki "perfectly" completed the combat plan to support the friendly forces, but it did not escape the curse of fate.

But Captain Sasaki swears with his butt that this really has nothing to do with him, the lone star of the sky, and it was all done by a few Army aviation pilots headed by Captain Santen Komaki.

When the fleet of aircraft flew over the blocking position of the Four Lines Regiment, perhaps they were unwilling to accept that they were the supreme commander and did not make any achievements in this bombing. Or perhaps they felt that Sasaki was not that toxic, so Santen Komaki provided support. A foolish move by friendly forces on the battlefield.

All the bombs have been dropped, how can we support them? That is of course an airborne machine gun.

The 96H has 3 airborne 7.7mm machine guns, and the 96Z has 2 airborne 7.7mm machine guns. After the fighter planes descended, they used high-speed and low-altitude flying to shoot the ground battlefield with machine guns. It has always been the army aviation pilots who made the Chinese army on the ground extremely desperate. weapon.

The Chinese rifles and light machine guns are completely helpless against fighters with speeds of 300 kilometers per hour.

Sasaki tried to stop him, but he still couldn't stop Captain Komaki's burning heart that looked toward death.

So, after circling the Chinese high ground for several times, Captain Komaki piloted the 96 fighter jet and took five others with him. They were divided into two groups and jumped into a low altitude from 2 kilometers away. Under the expectant eyes of His Excellency Maj. Gen. Nagago Kudo, he rushed Several highlands to China.

When reaching 800 meters in front of the high ground, the 7.7mm machine gun on the fighter plane opened fire wantonly.

Visible to the naked eye, bursts of smoke and dust are rising from the Chinese position!

"Yo Xi! The Imperial Eagles have finally shown their edge!" Gu Teng Changjian changed his tune in an extremely rare way, praising the idiots he had just scolded not long ago.

But the smile froze before it appeared for three seconds.

This must be the second time that the Japanese Army Major General's expression has froze. Maybe he has the potential to be a sculpture, but he just needs to be plastered with plaster.

The Fourth Line Regiment is not the 771st Regiment. The two machine guns and 12 anti-aircraft machine guns of the 2nd Artillery Battery have been standing ready.

The height of the Japanese planes that swooped into low altitudes was no more than 600 meters at most. Especially since they dared to fly over the top of the mountain with such arrogance that they didn't even mean to pull up. Isn't this just a somersault on the tiger's back?

Otherwise, the toad is playing with the frog, looking ugly and playing tricks! It suits them quite well.

As the flames burst out, the leader's towering Captain Komaki's plane instantly erupted into thick smoke.

‘It doesn’t matter whether you die or not, my reputation is solid again! ’ Captain Sasaki, who was hovering in the sky and looking at the battlefield below, sighed.

It’s too toxic! Several other Japanese pilots had beads of sweat on their foreheads!

Do you dare to believe that there are anti-aircraft guns and an unknown number of anti-aircraft machine guns hidden in this broken ravine?