diymy Chapter 241 My anti-aircraft guns are endless, aren't you surprised?
Chapter 241 My anti-aircraft guns are endless, aren't you surprised?
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The morning mist, thick with the smell of engine oil, drifted over the runway of the Japanese-occupied airport in Bengbu.
Ground crew gathered around the fighter jet to conduct final checks. The propellers whirred slowly in the cold wind, emitting a muffled hum.
That same morning, Ishida Meiichiro boarded his Zero fighter again.
He reached out and pulled the start lever. The engine roared to life instantly, the propeller spinning rapidly and kicking up clouds of dust.
One after another, fighter jets, bombers, and reconnaissance planes taxied and took off from the runway.
The aircraft formed up over the airport and flew toward Huoqiu County, their wings cutting through the morning mist and leaving white contrails.
This time, their target was the main position of Li Jianghe's Third Column in the Huainan area.
Sitting in the cockpit, Ishida Akio looked down at the fields rushing past, a confident smile playing on his lips.
During yesterday's air battle, he personally witnessed the bombs and cannons of the aircraft slamming into the enemy's air defense positions.
He was absolutely certain that many of the enemy's air defense positions had suffered devastating damage.
Of course, the Japanese army also paid a very heavy price in yesterday's battle.
More than 30 fighter jets, 10 bombers, and several reconnaissance planes were completely destroyed in the fierce battle with the air defense forces.
Most of the Japanese pilots who parachuted are still missing.
Many people were even shot down in mid-air by anti-aircraft guns while their parachutes were slowly descending, leaving no trace of their bodies.
Even so, Ishida Akiichiro remained confident about the mission.
Not only him, but all the Japanese pilots who participated in this bombing mission had a sense of confidence in their eyes.
In their view, the Third Column, having lost its anti-aircraft guns, was like fish on a chopping board, completely at their mercy.
"This time, we must show them the might of the Imperial Japanese Air Force!"
Ishida Meiichiro growled into the radio, and the "they" in that sentence never referred to just Li Jianghe's third column.
There were also the Japanese ground troops on the front lines in Huoqiu County, who were being driven back by the Third Column.
Dozens of kilometers away, in the forward command post of the Third Column, a charcoal brazier was burning brightly.
The beeping of the radio went on and on, mingling with the faint sound of artillery fire in the distance.
Standing in front of the huge battle map, Li Jianghe turned to look at Wang Chengzhu beside him and asked a question.
"How's the replenishment of artillery for the air defense forces going? Are they all in place?"
Wang Chengzhu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and immediately stood at attention to reply.
"Reporting, Commander! All supplies are in place, and there are even seven or eight extra!"
Li Jianghe nodded slowly, tapping the anti-aircraft position markings on the map with his fingertips.
"That's good. Your air defense forces suffered heavy losses yesterday. If you don't replenish your equipment in time, you'll be helpless when the Japanese planes come."
He said it, but he had already calculated it perfectly in his heart.
The Japanese air force on the other side must now believe that the Third Column's air defense forces have suffered heavy losses and are no longer able to fight.
But these Japanese pilots had no idea that a huge surprise awaited them in the airspace ahead.
In Huoqiu County, at the joint command post of the Japanese 6th and 10th Divisions, good news was coming in one letter after another.
Hisao Tani's face, which had been tense all day, finally broke into a smile, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out.
He slammed the telegram down on the table, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement.
"Those idiots in the Imperial Guard Division and the 13th Division have finally decided to head north to support us!"
"Once we take care of the Nationalist troops crossing the Shi River on the west bank, Li Jianghe's Third Column alone won't be able to hold out for long!"
Tani Hisao pointed to the battle map on the table, a hint of barely suppressed smugness on his face.
Ogisu Rippei, standing to the side, still had a solemn expression. He took half a step forward and whispered a reminder.
"Division Commander, it's best to be cautious."
"Last night's battle showed that the opposing Nationalist army is not bad in combat, and their morale is at its peak right now."
As he spoke, he looked up at the window.
The autumn sky was cloudless and a clear blue, perfect weather for bomber groups to carry out combat missions.
"I think we should rely on our air force rather than on reinforcements from the south."
Ogizu Rippei's gaze returned to the map, his tone tinged with anticipation.
"Although their support did not arrive in time yesterday, the fighter jets on the perimeter did destroy many of the Third Column's air defense positions."
"I'd like to see if Li Jianghe's Third Column has an unlimited supply of anti-aircraft guns."
"If not, then I'm sorry. Our air force will annihilate his entire tank force in the skies!"
Upon hearing this, Tani Hisao immediately burst into laughter, his smugness growing even stronger.
"In short, these two pieces of good news are enough to make us optimistic!"
"The situation has reversed; now we need to consider how to celebrate the impending victory!"
Before the battle had even officially begun, Tani Hisao was already immersed in the fantasy of victory.
He was completely unaware that the air force unit he had placed so much hope in was stepping into a carefully laid death trap.
Just as the two were chatting and laughing, Japanese fighter planes and bombers were approaching the Huoqiu war zone.
Through the cockpit window, Ishida Meiichiro could already see the crisscrossing trenches on the ground, as well as the vague outlines of tanks.
But neither he nor any of the Japanese pilots involved in the mission realized it.
On those air defense positions that they thought had been completely destroyed yesterday, the wreckage of the bombed anti-aircraft guns had already been cleared away.
In their place were rows of brand-new anti-aircraft guns, their barrels gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Even the oil on the cannons hadn't completely dried, and the total number was significantly more than yesterday.
On the radio communication channel, the chatter of Japanese pilots rose and fell, as they completely relaxed their vigilance.
"Damn it, the enemy's air defenses are finally quiet this time. Yesterday was so close!"
"I was still shaken when I said that I had narrowly escaped death yesterday," said a Japanese pilot who had just survived yesterday.
"Their large-caliber anti-aircraft guns almost shot down my fighter jet!"
"Shut your mouth and be careful, all of you!"
Ishida Akiichiro immediately issued a stern warning over the radio.
"You suffered such heavy losses yesterday because you were so careless!"
The pilot immediately felt wronged and retorted in a low voice, "Sir, I'm sorry."