Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

"Get into cover, it could be an attack!"

"Be careful!"

The gunner shouted, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Japanese soldiers. The Japanese artillerymen realized that something was wrong after just taking two glances at the rockets flying in the air.

They all hid behind the bunkers they had dug.

Li Yunlong stood on a high place, observing the Japanese field artillery regiment position with a Zeiss telescope purchased from the 4th Division.

"It's time to let the devils know what real firepower coverage is!"

"Little devils, times have changed!"

"Your artillery is as ridiculous as your bunkers."

As the word "ridiculous" was uttered, the first rocket fell into the position of the Japanese field artillery regiment.

Note 1: One dollar refers to Japanese yen. At that time, one yen was roughly equivalent to three silver dollars, close to one US dollar. The yen later collapsed and depreciated. Including what Kota Kotera said, it would cost yuan to buy a deputy regiment commander, which refers to Japanese yen, not silver dollars.

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Chapter 247: The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, pull up the cannon and blast his mother

"boom!"

The first 107 rocket fell into the Japanese field artillery regiment's position, like the prelude to a grand symphony, with explosions and flames complementing each other.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

One after another, 107 rockets pierced the sky and smashed into the Japanese artillery positions. A group of Japanese soldiers spent two or three hours digging and reinforcing the artillery positions, but they were like paper and could not withstand the bombardment of 107 rockets at all.

Accompanied by bursts of explosions, the bunkers of the Japanese artillery positions and various field guns and mountain guns were destroyed.

Bodies and artillery parts flew everywhere.

Standing on a high place and looking at the scene of the Japanese artillery position in the distance, it was no longer possible to see clearly what was happening there. The flames from the explosion, the dust raised, the remains of the Japanese soldiers, and various debris covered the position of the entire artillery regiment.

There were no screams. The Japanese soldiers hiding in the artillery bunkers were killed before they could even scream. Some were buried under the bunkers by the dust raised by the explosion and struggled to climb out.

There were even more Japanese soldiers who did not have time to enter the bunker. They were scattered all over the artillery position, scattered here and there, and it was impossible to find any complete bodies.

When the last rocket fell into the Japanese artillery position, the world suddenly became extremely quiet.

There were no screams, no wails, only the sound of burning flames and the occasional sound of artillery shells exploding.

In the 23rd Regiment in front of the Japanese artillery position, the regiment commander, Okamoto Shin'o, was standing outside his command post in a daze, looking at the field artillery regiment behind him. To be precise, there was no field artillery regiment now, only a piece of open space that had been plowed by nearly 300 rockets.

There was a mess not far away. The shock wave generated by the explosion even injured some Japanese soldiers from the 23rd Regiment. More than a dozen unlucky people were hit by the debris that was blown away and turned into fifteen oceans.

"Gu..."

Okamoto Zhenxiong's body swayed slightly, and then he slowly said: "How is this possible?"

This was a field artillery regiment, but it had more than 30 mountain guns and 12 field guns. In the past, they could bombard the enemy with a round of firepower, leaving them in disarray. But now, they were almost completely wiped out by a round of enemy bombing. He didn't even hear the sound of artillery fire, but only saw a group of meteors flying over his head.

Okamoto Zhenxiong suddenly felt that returning to Yu County was a wrong decision, and he should have stationed his troops outside Yu County.

"Your Excellency, Captain, we..."

A Japanese major also reacted and looked at the regiment commander in panic. The shells flew over their heads, proving that the enemy was in front of them. If the enemy launched a salvo at them, the 23rd Regiment would not even have dug a good bunker yet.

Many Japanese soldiers from the 23rd Regiment were already in a panic, and many of them had already hidden themselves.

"Send a telegram to the division commander: the field artillery regiment has suffered a fatal blow. Immediately dispatch the 1st Infantry Battalion to rescue them. The rest of you, immediately speed up the digging of bunkers. Thicker and thicker bunkers!"

After Okamoto Shin'o calmed down, his brain started working rapidly, issuing orders one by one in an orderly manner.

After hearing what Okamoto Shigeo said, the Japanese officer who was originally in a panic finally found his backbone and started to get busy.

At this time, the division commander, chief of staff, brigade commander and others on the high ground all put down their binoculars together with Li Yunlong.

"It's really spectacular, with missiles flying all over the sky and bullet rain falling like stars!" The chief of staff couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, the explosions tore through the sky, and the smoke covered the sun and moon. This round of firepower is enough to give the Japanese a hard time!"

The division commander couldn't help but sigh, and he and the chief of staff smiled at each other.

Then the brigade commander said: "Red and orange lights engulf the world, thousands of artillery fire bury the Japanese invaders, Li Yunlong's 107mm cannon, good, good!"

After the three people finished speaking, they all looked at Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong was stared at by three people. He took a deep breath, but didn't know how to start. He was a science student and didn't know these things. As for copying poems, they were all ancient poems. The problem was that the ancients had never written such poems. Then Li Yunlong had a flash of inspiration and thought of someone.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. Pull up the cannon and blast his mother. Hahahaha..."

The division commander, chief of staff and brigade commander looked at each other and then immediately laughed. After spending some time together, they almost forgot that Li Yunlong was a rough guy.

Li Yunlong didn't feel embarrassed at all. Even though it was a nonsense poem, it was still a poem. He looked at Zhang Dabiao without blushing and said, "Zhang Dabiao, you can also say something."

Zhang Dabiao, who was originally laughing at his commander's joke, turned red in the face when he heard this. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Awesome!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In an instant, the air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Now that the Japanese field artillery regiment has been dealt with, things will be much easier now!"

After putting down the binoculars, Li Yunlong looked at Zhang Dabiao and said, "Given your two detachments, half of an independent regiment, and an 88 rocket artillery company, can you penetrate the positions of the rd Regiment?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dabiao immediately patted his chest and said, "Commander, don't worry. We have the same equipment as the Japanese. In two hours, I will take down the Japanese 23rd Regiment's position!"

"Go!"

Li Yunlong controlled the general direction of the battlefield, and handed over the remaining battles to the captains of the subordinates. At the same time, Li Yunlong also had the reserve troops in his hands. If the attack was not going well, the reserve troops could take over.

Soon Zhang Dabiao returned to his command post, slammed his hat on the table and said, "Everyone saw it, right? We have wiped out the Japanese field artillery regiment. The Japanese no longer have an artillery advantage. And there is another good news, we have also blown up the Japanese airport. Now it's our turn to let the Japanese taste the pain of being bombed!"

Hearing these words, Deputy Captain Huang Zhiyong, the commander of the new 6th Battalion and others were all excitedly waiting for Zhang Dabiao's order.

They all saw the previous round of 107 rockets covering them, and the Japanese positions turned into a sea of ​​fire almost instantly.

"How is the heavy artillery company preparing?"

"The heavy artillery company has entered the artillery position and is ready to provide artillery support to the attacking forces!"

"Where's the 88 rocket artillery company?"

"We're ready too. We can bombard the enemy positions at any time!"

Hearing this, Zhang Dabiao smiled: "We don't have the commander's ability. We can fire a salvo of 107mm rockets, but if we use five heavy artillery pieces and six 88mm rocket launchers, it will be enough to give the Japanese a hard time!"

"Everyone, get ready. Once you have artillery fire, immediately launch an attack on the Japanese. Remember, don't just charge forward blindly. Follow your daily training and spread out. If you encounter a strong fire point, immediately call for artillery support, or have the fire squad provide support. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"One hour, I promise the commander, we will take the 23rd Regiment's position within one hour. One hour, I don't care what method you use, I just want the 23rd Regiment's position!"

"Yes!"

At the same time, in Yu County, Kanda Masatane heard the explosion coming from the south and was formulating a battle plan. After hearing the explosion, he dropped his baton and looked outside the door: "What happened?"

"Report, there is an explosion coming from the south of the city."

Kanda Masatane had a bad feeling in his heart: "Call and ask what happened!"

"Yes!"

The explosion lasted for nearly a minute before it stopped. The calls to the Field Artillery Regiment and the 23rd Regiment were not connected, but the call from the south of Yun County was connected to the command center.

"What? The field artillery regiment's position was attacked and is now a sea of ​​fire?"

"I wonder what weapon they used?"

"Idiot, check it out immediately!"

Just after hanging up the phone, a signalman rushed into the headquarters with a telegram in his hand.

"Report, the 23rd Regiment is sending an urgent message. The field artillery regiment's position behind them is under heavy enemy fire. The field artillery regiment may be completely wiped out."

"Nani?"

Kanda Masatane snatched the telegram and after reading it, his hands trembled a little: "How is this possible?"

Another signalman rushed into the headquarters: "Report, Taiyuan telegram, Taiyuan Airport was attacked, His Royal Highness's life or death is unknown."

"Nani?"

"..."

Chapter 248: Long Wenjian: We owe the Eighth Route Army a life

Northern part of Yu County.

Zhao Gang was conducting the final mobilization of the prisoners of war who were following the Eighth Route Army to the base.

"Everyone, we are about to return to the base, but the Japanese won't let us go back."

"Yu County is just ahead. The Japanese Sixth Division is stationed there, preventing us from passing through. They want to trap us to death in Mount Wutai."

"The only way now is to fight!"

"I won't introduce the Sixth Division in detail. Many of you have fought against them before. You know them better than I do!"

Hearing this, a group of soldiers from the 165th Division lowered their heads. They were defeated by the 6th Division, and their defeat was too shameful. The division commander took the lead in running away, and the rest of the officers also ran away. There was no decent resistance at all, and they were defeated and captured.

Some people couldn't help but panic after hearing about the Sixth Division. They swallowed and said to Zhao Gang, "Political Commissar Zhao, that's the Sixth Division, the elite among the elite of the Japanese. We..."

"Yeah, you Eighth Route Army guys, don't you want us to be cannon fodder?"

"Let us die? I won't go. Mount Wutai is also a good place. It's so big that the Japanese can't find us. We don't have to go back to Taihang Mountain."

Some veteran soldiers started to make a fuss.

A large number of these Kuomintang soldiers did not escape because they were in Datong at the time, unfamiliar with the place, without guns or food, and had no choice but to follow the Eighth Route Army.