The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 309 Has the mouth been blessed? (Bonus chapter of 450 words for the emergence of a pornographic photographer)

Just after seven o'clock in the morning, Hu Biao and the villagers of Zhangjiayu finally got to eat the big, fatty meat they had been longing for.

More accurately, it was the group of people who had been busy all night that finally got to eat noodles with pork bone broth and a big spoonful of minced meat sauce.

As the fine snowflakes began to fall at dawn, figures squatted on the ground inside and outside the village, eating noodles from large bowls, accompanied by the sounds of slurping and gulping down the soup.

The pain was no longer visible on anyone's face.

There was no other way! The brothers who died in battle could not be brought back to life, but the rest of us had to continue living well and continue fighting the Japanese invaders.

Moreover, they had finished cleaning up the battlefield before dawn; because many Japanese soldiers had choked to death, they reaped a rich spoils of war.

The MP38 submachine gun, which was only mass-produced and equipped to the troops this year, is definitely an advanced weapon with 281 units.

12 Type 96 light machine guns, 6 Type 89 grenade launchers, 320 20-round Mauser pistols, 12 Type 97 sniper rifles equipped with 2.5x scopes, and 723 small melon grenades.

The number of submachine guns captured alone is more than that of some Nationalist Army divisions currently equipped with.

With them, the firepower of the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment was immediately boosted by one or two levels.

Unfortunately, the Japanese fought too fiercely in the previous battles, and their bullets were used up quite a lot, so there were not many 9mm caliber ammunition that were actually captured.

Fortunately, the Zhangjiayu arsenal suffered no damage whatsoever last night.

So while eating noodles, Hu Biao had already decided that after finishing breakfast, he would get the children of Zhangjiayu to collect bullet casings, the kind where a certain number of bullets could be exchanged for a piece of meat.

Then the arsenal reloaded the bullets with smokeless powder.

Reloaded bullets will naturally be less powerful, but they can still solve the problem of insufficient ammunition.

In addition to the weapons mentioned above, they also seized three small radios, helmets, uniforms, gas masks, water bottles, daggers, and a whole host of other equipment.

In short, this Japanese special forces unit is really damn well-equipped. With a little more weaponry, they could be armed into a powerful special operations battalion.

The rich spoils captured from the Japanese soldiers somewhat eased the grief in everyone's hearts.

Just as Hu Biao got up again, carrying a bowl bigger than Annie's face, and walked towards a steaming pot, preparing to serve his third bowl of noodles for breakfast.

A duty officer from the regiment's direct communications department was already rushing towards him.

He rushed over, saying, "Reporting to the Regiment Commander, urgent telegram from Taiyuan," and handed Hu Biao a newly translated telegram.

After glancing at the contents of the document, Hu Biao lost all interest in eating his noodles.

The telegram stated that at 6:21 a.m. this morning, all Japanese planes at the Taiyuan South Suburb Airport had been deployed.

There were 6 bombers and 8 fighters.

Based on their flight path, their target is most likely Zhangjiayu. Please make immediate preparations for the evacuation of personnel and supplies to avoid unnecessary losses.

IT, 6:55 AM on the 28th...

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At 7:53 a.m., on a hilltop outside Zhangjiayu Village.

Mina, hiding in a patch of withered bushes, lowered her voice and began to shout in a low voice, so that even if she spoke normally, the Japanese pilots overhead wouldn't hear her:
"They're here! The Japanese planes are here!"

Indeed! Just as the urgent telegram sent by AT warned, the 14 Japanese planes that departed from Taiyuan Airport were heading straight for their Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment.

Listening to Mina's mutterings and watching the planes gradually descending, Hu Biao and the others, hiding in the bushes, all looked increasingly grim.

They weren't worried about how much damage the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment would suffer in such a bombing.

Or to put it another way, after the Japanese bombed them once, they might even lose money on fuel.

Throughout the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Pagoda area, the heart of our Party, was bombed 17 times, with the Japanese dropping 1690 bombs.

The numbers above seem like a lot, but compared to the bombing of the Shuangqing area, they are nothing.

Such a bombing intensity was definitely not due to the Japanese being merciful; it was simply because their resources were relatively limited, and their limited fuel and bombs had to be used wisely.

Even the Baota area can't be bombed anymore, so Zhangjiayu's importance level has dropped considerably in comparison.

In this small place, Hu Biao and his men had moved all the villagers, livestock, and anything of value in advance, leaving only some dilapidated houses and cave dwellings. The only decent-looking arsenal had also been disguised beforehand.

The Japanese would only lose a fortune by flying all that way to bomb us.

The real question is, behind the Japanese bombing campaign, which spared no expense, was the fact that the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment had wiped out Yamamoto Ichiki's special forces.

The Japanese soldiers of the First Army must hate them to death right now, wishing they could tear them to pieces.

Therefore, the Japanese army's upcoming full-scale offensive will likely be faster than expected, further compressing their already limited preparation time.

In the time that followed, Hu Biao and his men silently watched as the Japanese planes launched a frenzied bombing and strafing attack on Zhangjiayu.

As one house after another, one cave dwelling after another collapsed in the bombing, some timber and thatch caught fire.

Throughout the entire process, there was nothing that could be done. You couldn't exactly organize the soldiers to fire light machine guns and rifles into the air to shoot down the planes, could you?

Filled with indescribable frustration, he could only hope that the Japanese would leave on their own after bombing the place.

Ultimately, after immense suffering, the small town of Zhangjiayu was reduced to ruins.

At this point, the Japanese planes began to take off one after another, forming a formation with bombers in the middle and fighters on the outside over Zhangjiayu, before preparing to return...

"If only our Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment had planes, we wouldn't be so helpless in this situation, forced to watch helplessly."

Watching the departing Japanese aircraft, Mina's eyes were full of anticipation, and she muttered something to herself.

Upon hearing this, Annie, who was standing nearby, was about to say, "Go wash up and go to bed early tonight. You can dream about anything when you're asleep."

Suddenly, on the left rear of the formation, a biplane, which should be a Type 95 fighter, was seen gradually breaking away from the formation and gliding diagonally toward the ground.

The other Japanese planes also clearly broke formation.

Preliminary analysis suggests that there was some unknown mechanical malfunction on the Type 95 fighter plane, forcing the Japanese pilot to prepare for an emergency landing.

Given the state of airplanes during World War II, this kind of thing wasn't very common, but it wasn't too outrageous either. In any case, it was the first time Hu Biao and his team had encountered something like this.

At this point, Hu Biao and his men didn't have high expectations for the Japanese plane.

The main reason was that they knew that even if the Japanese pilots successfully forced their planes to land, and they didn't crash into the vast mountains and explode, the planes would be destroyed by other Japanese aircraft, leaving them with nothing to capture.

However, the Type 95 fighter jet was getting lower and lower in the air.

As they were about to fly into another ravine about five or six miles southwest of Zhangjiayu, Hu Biao and the others began to breathe rapidly.

Because of the complex terrain there, if the plane successfully made an emergency landing there, the other Japanese planes might not be able to bomb it, and they might actually be able to capture it.

In the time that followed, Hu Biao and the others looked on with great anticipation.

There was no loud explosion heard from the other side, indicating that the Type 95 fighter jet had successfully made an emergency landing.

Although the other Japanese planes hovered overhead for quite some time, they did not drop bombs or strafe, seemingly unable to find an angle to attack.

Or perhaps it was because of the complex terrain below that they were afraid of hitting the mountain and dared not lower their altitude.

In short, with limited fuel, the other Japanese planes left.

The moment the Japanese plane disappeared, Hu Biao and his men finally emerged from the bushes where they had been hiding and rushed toward the direction where the Type 95 fighter plane had made an emergency landing.

Half an hour later, Annie couldn't help but mutter, "Wow! Did Mina's mouth get blessed somewhere? How come it's so effective?"

Not far in front of her, there was a Japanese Type 95 fighter plane parked.

A Japanese pilot lay sprawled on the instrument panel, his fate unknown.

Although the aircraft's landing gear was severely deformed and all the wheels had blown off, it was unclear what kind of mechanical failure had occurred, and even the left wing had broken off.

However, it is still in relatively good condition overall and there is still a possibility of repair.

So, the Northern Jiangsu Independent Regiment will soon have its own air force unit?

(End of this chapter)