Anti-Japanese War: The whole world is a base vehicle

"Since almost everyone has arrived, let's start the attack." Zhou Weiguo stood tall in the command center. The staff officers around him were busy and nervous. The "beeping" sound of the telegraph machines was endless.

His eyes were like two sharp blades, fixed tightly on the latest information that had just been delivered to him.

"Commander, I think we should send out the air force first." Xu Hu walked with steady steps and reminded softly at the right time.

He frowned slightly. In his mind, the current situation was already clear. The Japanese army had no advantage in air supremacy. This was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

If the Air Force could launch a round of powerful bombing first, the Japanese army's seemingly solid defense would certainly suffer heavy losses. When the subsequent ground forces launched a charge, the resistance they faced would be greatly reduced, and the advancement of the attack would naturally be much easier.

Zhou Weiguo was instantly relieved when he heard this. He turned his head slowly, his eyes full of approval, stared at Xu Hu and said, "Before you reminded me, I had already called the Air Force. I think they are about to arrive by now."

He couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in his heart. Xu Hu had followed him for so many years, and had experienced countless baptisms of war and tests of life and death. Now, he had finally made a qualitative leap in tactical quality and vision, and had learned how to consider and plan combat strategies from the macro perspective of the entire battle situation.

Before he could finish his words, a sharp and piercing air raid sirens, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, came from far away in the direction of the city, instantly breaking the already tense and suppressed air that was almost frozen.

"It seems that they have arrived. The Japanese air defense alarm has sounded. Go down and prepare. Aren't you itching to get started? It's a good opportunity to take your guard company to the front line for some exercise." Zhou Weiguo looked at Xu Hu, shook his head gently, and said with a faint smile on his lips.

"Yes, Commander." Upon hearing this, Xu Hu's eyes lit up instantly.

During this period, he was trapped in the rear, far away from the battlefield filled with smoke and fighting. For a soldier full of blood and passion, such days were even more painful than suffering in hell, and every day seemed extremely long.

At the same time, on the Japanese position, the Japanese soldiers on the ground were in a state of high alert but slightly tired.

Suddenly, they became acutely aware of a strange sound coming from the sky. The sound came from far away and became clearer and clearer, as if the footsteps of death were approaching step by step.

They looked up in horror, only to see the Chinese fighter planes, like soaring black eagles, slowly opening their bellies to reveal their terrifying ammunition bays.

"Damn it! Chinese fighter planes, get out of the way quickly." A Japanese squad leader opened his eyes wide, his face full of fear and panic, and shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice echoed in the empty battlefield, but it seemed so weak and helpless.

In an instant, the bombs swooped down from the sky like a string of wild horses running wild.

More than a dozen bombers were neatly arranged into a combat formation and dropped bombs together. The scene looked as if a deadly hailstone was really falling from the sky, and each "hailstone" carried the power of destruction.

The Ju88a-28 bomber was like a messenger of death from the abyss of hell at this time. Its belly bomb bay could hold 50 -kilogram bombs. Once these bombs exploded, their power was enough to turn a piece of land into scorched earth.

And on the outer racks, larger bombs can be hung, which are four 500-kilogram aerial bombs. Their power is even more amazing. One bomb can raze a solid building to the ground.

However, in this operation against Yangcheng, since the strong fortifications of Yangcheng had been basically destroyed by the previous cannons, large-caliber aerial bombs were not used. This time, the bombers carried small-caliber aerial bombs.

Even so, these small-caliber bombs were no less than a catastrophe for the Japanese army, enough to cause them heavy damage.

On the battlefield, the Japanese soldiers suddenly became chaotic, like ants on a hot pan.

Many people shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to get their companions to enter the air defense position to seek shelter as soon as possible.

However, amid the deafening sound of falling bombs, their shouts were like a drop of water in the ocean, instantly drowned out.

In fact, they didn't even need to shout. When they heard the sharp whistling sound of the bombs falling from high altitude, the sound seemed like a call from hell. Without anyone reminding them, the Japanese soldiers were like frightened birds, frantically looking for a place to avoid the bombing.

Some soldiers ran desperately towards the air-raid shelter, got up immediately after falling down, their faces full of fear and despair; others tried to protect their comrades around them with their bodies, but seemed so powerless amid the roar of bombs.

But under the overwhelming and torrential bombing, all their struggles seemed so futile.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Bombs exploded accurately on the Japanese positions, sending up thick smoke that stretched into the sky like the devil's claws.

The explosions came one after another, blending into one, as if the earth was roaring angrily.

Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire position like a purgatory on earth. The scorching heat caused the surrounding air to distort.

Dirt and rocks were thrown high into the air, and then fell heavily like meteorites, mercilessly hitting the Japanese soldiers who had no time to dodge.

Some soldiers were blown away by bombs, their limbs shattered and splattered in the air, and their blood drew shocking arcs in the air; some were buried under the collapsed fortifications, groaning in pain, the sound seemed so weak and miserable in the smoke.

"Carpet bombing really lives up to its reputation." Xu Hu stood on a high ground on the front line. The biting cold wind blew past, making his military uniform rustle.

He slowly put down the telescope in his hand, his eyes revealing complex emotions. Looking at the area in the distance that was completely covered by smoke, he couldn't help but sigh.

Once upon a time, they were always chased and bombed by the Japanese bombers. They had to flee everywhere, living a homeless, fearful life and suffering from hardships.

Now, the situation has changed, and it is finally their turn to make the Japanese taste the pain of being bombed. The pleasure of revenge made him feel indescribable comfort in his heart.

According to intelligence, there were probably several hundred Japanese troops in the bombing area.

Judging from the feedback from the battlefield so far, the effect of this bombing is still very significant.

In order to achieve the goal of killing the greatest number of enemies, the pilots of the bomber formation did not hesitate to use their ammunition and threw all the shells they carried down at once.

Looking at the rising smoke, Xu Hu smacked his lips and marveled inwardly.

Including the shells fired from the giant cannon before, such a huge amount of ammunition consumption is enough to fight a large-scale battle at the theater level. It is really too luxurious.

After the first batch of bombers completed the bombing and flew away with a roar of victory, a group of densely packed black dots appeared on the distant skyline.

The small black dots were getting closer and closer, and the outline of the bomber gradually became clear.

Apparently, a second wave of bombers had arrived.

The Japanese troops, who had just recovered from the shock of the first round of bombing, had no time to catch their breath or even to rescue their injured comrades from the collapsed fortifications before they were forced to face the overwhelming threat of death once again.

Zhou Weiguo's original battle plan was to have the air force conduct a wave of bombing, and then the ground forces would launch an attack. However, Lu Yuhua had a different view. He believed that although a single wave of bombing could cause certain losses to the Japanese army, it would not be enough to completely collapse the Japanese army and it would be difficult to achieve the best combat effect.

After careful consideration, he insisted on changing the bomber formation in his hands to a wave bombing tactic.

In this way, the Japanese army will continue to suffer continuous bombing, and their will to resist will be worn out little by little in these rounds of attacks until it completely collapses.

Facts have proved that Lu Yuhua's decision was extremely correct.

When the second batch of bombers appeared in the sky above the Japanese army, many Japanese soldiers had expressions of despair on their faces.

Their eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably, as if they had a premonition of the tragic fate they were about to face.

When the third batch of bombers appeared in the sky again, the psychological defenses of the Japanese soldiers completely collapsed.

They could no longer withstand the endless waves of bombing, and the fear in their hearts was like a flood that broke through a dam and completely drowned them.

Why are there so many bombs?

In their minds, these bombs seemed to never stop blowing up. Some soldiers simply collapsed on the ground with empty eyes, giving up all resistance and waiting for the judgment of fate; others fled around frantically, shouting hysterically, completely losing their previous discipline and order, like headless flies.

In the command center, Zhou Weiguo learned about the situation of the Japanese position and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"The commander-in-chief's move is indeed powerful. This wave of bombing has completely crushed the morale of the Japanese." He turned his head and said to the staff officer beside him.

The staff officer nodded and responded, "Yes, Commander, it all depends on our ground forces. I believe that with the attack from the air force, our attack will be much smoother."

Zhou Weiguo nodded slightly and said with a firm look: "Notify the ground troops to prepare for the attack and take Yangcheng in one go." His voice was low and powerful, as if it contained endless power, giving people an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, Commander." The staff officer immediately took the order and quickly conveyed Zhou Weiguo's order to each unit.

At this time, Xu Hu on the front line also received the order to attack.

He held the gun tightly in his hand and shouted to the soldiers of the guard company beside him: "Brothers, the air force has opened the way for the Japanese. Now it's up to us. Charge and kill them all."

His voice was like a huge bell, echoing on the battlefield and inspiring the fighting spirit of every soldier.

"Charge!" The soldiers of the guard company shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the sky. Their voices were filled with desire for victory and hatred for the invaders.

They were like a group of tigers descending from the mountains, and with an indomitable momentum, they charged towards the Japanese positions.

On the Japanese side, despite suffering continuous bombing and heavy losses, some stubborn Japanese troops still resisted stubbornly.

They hid behind some fortifications that had not been completely destroyed. Those fortifications were riddled with holes in the bombing, but they became their last resort.

They set up machine guns and fired wildly at the oncoming Chinese troops. Bullets poured out like raindrops, weaving a web of death on the battlefield.

For a moment, there was a burst of gunfire on the battlefield, and the friction between the bullets and the air made a sharp whistling sound.

Xu Hu led the soldiers of the guard company, skillfully using the terrain to cover their bodies; sometimes they crawled forward and moved forward with difficulty in the rain of bullets.

They carefully avoided the Japanese firepower and approached the Japanese position step by step.

During the charge, a young soldier was unfortunately hit in the leg by a Japanese bullet and fell to the ground.

Blood instantly gushed out of his legs, staining the ground beneath him red.

Seeing this, Xu Hu immediately ran over, pulled the injured soldier behind a bunker, and asked anxiously: "Xiao Wang, how is it?"

Xiao Wang gritted his teeth, endured the pain and said: "Captain, I'm fine, don't worry about me, just keep charging."

Xu Hu looked at his determined eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay, you wait here for the follow-up troops to come to rescue, I will go first."

After saying that, he picked up his gun again and continued to lead the soldiers forward.

As the two sides engaged in fierce fighting, the smoke on the battlefield became thicker and thicker. The pungent smell of smoke filled the air, making it almost impossible to breathe.

The vision became extremely blurry, and only vague figures could be seen moving and fighting in the smoke.

But the soldiers of the security regiment were not afraid. Under the leadership of Xu Hu, the guard company gradually broke through the first line of defense of the Japanese army.

They were like a sharp dagger, piercing into the Japanese defense system.

In other directions, ground forces also launched attacks simultaneously.

The various companies cooperated with each other to form a powerful offensive. Some companies outflanked the Japanese army from the flanks and attacked the weak links of the Japanese army unexpectedly; some companies attacked head-on to attract the firepower of the Japanese army and create opportunities for other companies.

Although the Japanese army tried to organize a counterattack, their resistance became increasingly weak due to the weakening of the air force's bombing and the fierce attack of the Chinese ground forces.

Their defense line was being torn apart bit by bit, soldiers kept falling, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the Security Corps.

The battle lasted for a whole afternoon, and the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

The Japanese defense line was completely torn apart and their resistance became insignificant.

"We are doomed." Ando Rikichi said with a pale face. (End of this chapter)