Chapter 130 The Squadron Captain Andre

Captain Andrei, having issued the order, immediately began his dive.

The three fighter planes behind him followed suit.

These pilots in the air had long since clearly observed the battle on the ground.

Captain Andrei specifically chose to strafe from the starting point of Kuroo Taro's entire defensive line.

In this way, they swept across the entire defensive line of Kuroo Taro's squad.

Seeing from afar that the planes were indeed not hostile, Lin Fan finally climbed down from the anti-aircraft gun.

Commander Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Company Commander Lin! You've really shown your face this time. The National Army's planes are actually supporting your troops' attack.

We didn't even encounter such treatment when we were defending Nanjing."

Lin Fan also said with a smile, "I must also congratulate Commander Ye! Tomorrow, the national newspapers will surely be full of Commander Ye's deeds!

After the fall of Nanjing, Commander Ye led the Sixty-sixth Army to recapture Jurong in the face of despair. This is a major event to boost the morale of the entire nation's resistance.

Especially at this time, when there is the greatest need to create a hero.

Not to mention that Commander Ye deserves it!

From now on, Commander Ye can rise steadily."

At this moment, Commander Ye Zhao recalled the words on the balloon and thought about the current situation.

What Lin Fan said was indeed reasonable, and his face immediately broke into a smile:

"All this is thanks to Company Commander Lin's idea. Company Commander Lin, if that day truly comes,

Ye will certainly not forget you."

Lin Fan smiled without saying a word: This old man is really bad!

If possible, Lin Fan would rather this Commander Ye Zhao forget about him immediately after the victory of the War of Resistance.

Being remembered by someone like him, whose ideals are different from his own, is not a good thing.

Andrei, Yevgeny, Grigory, Leonid, Yekaterina – this entire flight squadron.

They strafed the more than a thousand devils led by Squadron Leader Kuroo Taro, who were still stubbornly resisting in Zhangjiazhuang.

The five fighter planes swept across the devils' defensive line.

They continuously plowed this one-kilometer stretch of Kuroo Taro's squad's defensive line five times.

After strafing this wave, Andrei, Yevgeny, Grigory, Leonid, and Yekaterina immediately pulled up their planes.

They even wagged their wings as they flew towards Chunhua, heading back.

The Kuroo Taro squad was already having a very difficult time resisting, and after five rounds from the fighter plane group.

The soldiers' fighting will completely collapsed.

Although these soldiers would not run away, Squadron Leader Kuroo Taro already understood: his defensive line was finished.

Andrei and the other pilots who were sent abroad to fight the devils all possessed top-notch skills in the domestic air force.

After all, each of their pilots represented the image of the country, and in this era: their country had always attached the greatest importance to image, and they would invest everything for the sake of face.

These pilots who were able to go abroad to support the war were all elites among elites.

The more than a thousand devils led by Squadron Leader Kuroo Taro were the same as the devil wounded who were defending the position in front: they had not dug trenches.

They were completely exposed in the fighter planes' field of vision, forming a line of defense.

Like criminals lined up waiting to be shot.

After the five fighter planes strafed, less than a hundred of the Kuroo Taro squad of over a thousand men survived.

Chen Sichuan clearly saw all of this in the distance and immediately ordered: "Hua Deze, Chen Xing, Zhao Long, Lang Ziji, each of you lead a squad and break through the gaps in the devils' defensive line.

Annihilate this batch of devils."

Hua Deze, Chen Xing, Zhao Long, and Lang Ziji each led ten soldiers and charged towards the Kuroo Taro squad's defensive line from the left and right.

Now, on the entire kilometer-long defensive line of the Kuroo Taro squad, less than a hundred devils were still stubbornly resisting.

Sergeant Bojin Zhenye was originally a soldier of the Ninth Division. He was wounded during the attack on Chunhua: at that time, the Ninth Division's attack was somewhat unsuccessful.

In Chunhua, they encountered strong resistance from the National Army, and the Ninth Division suffered heavy casualties.

Even under these circumstances, Lieutenant General Yoshizumi Ryosuke, the division commander, did not relax the intensity of the attack at all.

Just after the defending troops withdrew from Chunhua, when the 35th Infantry Regiment to which Sergeant Bojin Zhenye belonged attacked Shangfang Town.

They were hit by a counter-charge from the defending troops. In that counter-charge: more than 110 of Sergeant Bojin Zhenye's squadron of more than 180 men were killed or wounded.

It was in this battle that he was cut in the left arm and sent to Jurong.

Today, he did not volunteer to go to the front line. It was just that everyone in the entire wounded soldier camp had signed up.

Sergeant Bojin Zhenye did not dare to not follow suit: he was afraid that if he did not sign up with everyone, he would be punished by military law.

The five rounds of strafing by the planes just now scared Sergeant Bojin Zhenye so much that he wet his pants.

Now his pants were still wet and very uncomfortable.

Compared to his wet pants, the battle in front of him scared Sergeant Bojin Zhenye even more.

He saw the National Army attacking on the opposite side, just like the National Army in Shangfang Town, they were not afraid of death when they charged.

But today his team was different from the time in Shangfang Town: there were only corpses around him, and even if there were a few living people, they had already laid down their weapons.

They were no longer firing at the soldiers charging on the opposite side.

"Have they completely given up?" Sergeant Bojin Zhenye did not understand.

It's not his fault for not understanding, because Sergeant Bojin Zhenye's injury was considered relatively light among the wounded soldiers.

Sergeant Kazayama Naoto was not so lucky: he had two injuries, a penetrating wound in his thigh and a penetrating wound in his chest.

These two wounds had exhausted all his strength from Jurong to Zhangjiazhuang.

He had just persisted in firing thirty rounds of ammunition from six magazines, and now Sergeant Kazayama Naoto felt that he did not even have the strength to load a bullet.

Sergeant Kazayama Naoto had just survived the five rounds of strafing by the planes.

But he still did not have the strength to load ammunition.

Now Sergeant Kazayama Naoto was lying flat on the grass, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

He knew very well: "They can't hold this defensive line."

At the same time, Sergeant Kazayama Naoto also sadly thought: "Jurong can't be defended either."

He was not the only devil who had the same idea. Most of these lucky ones now had such thoughts.

After witnessing the intensity of the National Army's attack and the devastation of the National Army's planes, the last bit of spirit in these devils had been worn away.

They had all chosen to lie flat and accept their fate!

Chen Sichuan saw that there were less than a hundred devils left on the opposite side, and there were less than fifty rifles firing.

These devils were all using Type 38 rifles, and although they were few in number, these devils were still very accurate with their guns.

This was also the reason why Chen Sichuan was unwilling to launch an attack at this time.

When the four squads he sent out charged to the back of these devils, flanking them from both sides, it would take no more than ten minutes to clear these devils.

Chen Sichuan was quite sure.

At this moment, Liu Laopao had already charged up with his second squad.

He saw that the fastest team from the first squad had already rushed into the devils' position.

They were shooting at the devils horizontally.

Liu Laopao could no longer hold back and charged straight up with his team without stopping.

He said to Chen Sichuan, "Old Chen! Everyone sweeps their own battlefield. I'll take the team to scout the road ahead first."

The special company's observation balloon, at an altitude of five hundred meters, could clearly see the entire situation on the battlefield.

Li Deben, standing in the gondola, could clearly see that Li Zhize and his company had already set up roadblocks on the highway between Jurong and Chunhua.

The Liu Yong regiment, which was reinforcing them, was less than a kilometer away.

Looking south, Li Deben saw Chen Sichuan's first squad fighting fiercely with the devils, and also saw Liu Laopao and his men had crossed the defensive line where the first squad was fighting the devils and were advancing towards Jurong.

Further away, outside Jurong Town, the devils were also busy digging fortifications and trenches.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko himself appeared on the north side of Jurong Town and walked a few steps in front of the soldiers who were busy digging fortifications.

The Maenosono Sosuke battalion was deploying defenses outside Jurong Town. This battalion had not added a single soldier and was now the most combat-effective team in the entire Jurong Town.

Battalion Commander Maenosono Sosuke accompanied Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko to inspect the defensive line.

When the officers and soldiers of the entire battalion saw Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko, their bodies were immediately filled with strength, and they dug the trenches even more vigorously.

Li Deben was high above, and although he could not see the people in Jurong Town clearly, he could see what the devils were doing there.

He immediately reported the first target to the heavy artillery position below: bearing fifteen degrees east of true south, distance seven thousand eight hundred meters.

Hui Jianming received the reported numbers and immediately calculated the firing angle and the propellant charge.

The two guns began test firing.

Li Deben watched the impact points of the two shells and continued to report: "Left shell five hundred meters to the left, over eight hundred meters, right shell two hundred meters to the right, over three hundred meters."

Hui Jianming immediately adjusted the heavy artillery and continued to fire.

Li Deben immediately reported: "Left shell one hundred meters to the left, one hundred meters short, right shell hits the target."

Hui Jianming immediately commanded all the heavy artillery of the entire special company, a total of thirty-two guns, to bomb Jurong Town simultaneously.

At 4:00 PM on December 13, 1937:

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was shocked by the shells of the special company when he was inspecting the defensive line in Jurong Town.

He had already seen the explosion of this kind of heavy artillery in Tangshan.

Now it was here again!

They were here again!

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko immediately ended the inspection and returned to Jurong Town.

His guard had already built him a command post with many wooden squares that could withstand direct heavy artillery bombardment.

Now Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko was waiting in this command post for the victory news from the front line.

At the same time, he was also working hard to urge the reinforcements from his Shanghai Expeditionary Army.

Battalion Commander Maenosono Sosuke looked at his battalion's position. A day ago: he would never have dreamed that his team would be bombed by the National Army.

To the point that even now, he still felt like he was in a dream.

The trenches and fortifications that had just been dug halfway deep could not provide protection now.

Especially in the face of this heavy artillery bombardment.

He saw the shells dropped by the heavy artillery accurately hit the defensive line that his battalion had just dug.

There was nothing he could do: the observation balloon high above was the eyes of the artillery, and it could clearly see everything he had deployed here.

What puzzled Battalion Commander Maenosono Sosuke was that there were no attacking infantry in front of his position at all.

What was the purpose of these heavy artillery bombardments?

Was it just to prevent them from building fortifications?

Battalion Commander Maenosono Sosuke did not understand.

This did not prevent him from ordering all the soldiers of the entire battalion to withdraw from this defensive line and retreat back into Jurong Town.

He was going to engage in street fighting in the town!

What frustrated Battalion Commander Maenosono Sosuke was that those shells were actually following his battalion.

The Maenosono Sosuke battalion retreated into Jurong Town, and the shells still fell on the soldiers' heads.

This was not a good thing.

The entire Shanghai Expeditionary Army headquarters had retreated from Tangshan to here today, and the soldiers' morale had already been hit.

Now their morale had been hit again.

This situation made Battalion Commander Maenosono Sosuke very uneasy.

At this time, Lin Fan was looking at the Platoon Leader Shi who had just walked up to him.

When they met, Platoon Leader Geng Hongyi first introduced Commander Ye Zhao: "This is my Sixty-sixth Army Commander, General Ye Zhao.

This is Lin Fan, the company commander of the Special Company. The heavy artillery you just saw belongs to their company."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "This is..."

Platoon Leader Shi quickly introduced himself: "I am Shi Lezhi, the platoon leader of the Guard Company of the 58th Division of the 74th Army."

Lin Fan asked, "Who is the commander of the 58th Division?"

"Commander Feng Shengfa Feng."

"Which army are you from?" Lin Fan continued to ask.

"The 70th Army, the army commander is Yu Jishi!" Platoon Leader Shi Lezhi said the army commander's name along with it.

Lin Fan nodded and smiled at Squad Leader Geng Hongyi: "Squad Leader Geng has done a good job!

Now you can return the weapons to them.

Be vigilant against all the soldiers who come over later. If they are brothers, we have hot tea. If they are devils, we keep our rifles."

Squad Leader Geng happily left with his squad.

Platoon Leader Shi and the eight people in his platoon who had been taken away all breathed a sigh of relief after getting back their weapons.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Everyone has to be careful on the battlefield. Have you had lunch?"

Platoon Leader Shi said somewhat embarrassedly, "We caught a rabbit in the mountains last night and ate it."

Lin Fan immediately understood: They hadn't eaten yet.

He said with a smile, "It's not lunchtime now, and there's no hot food. There's only dry food, can you make do with it?"

Platoon Leader Shi nodded happily, and the faces of the eight soldiers who came with him also showed joy!

In the eyes of these ordinary soldiers: Lin Fan's rank as company commander was not high.

But he had been the one speaking all along, and it was obvious that even Commander Ye Zhao was listening to his commands.

Generally speaking: it's okay for ordinary soldiers like them to be hungry for a day or two, at most they just don't have any strength.

They had just heard that there was no food, and they were prepared to eat again at night! These soldiers did not expect happiness to come so suddenly: this Company Commander Lin not only brought them biscuits, but also gave each of them a can of meat.

Not only that, but he also thoughtfully said, "You guys probably haven't eaten properly these days, so you can't eat too much at once.

Don't eat too much biscuits and canned meat.

We have horse meat for dinner tonight, which is a hearty dish, so brothers must save some room in your stomachs to eat more."

Lin Fan's actions immediately captured the hearts of these people.

Seeing that Platoon Leader Shi was choking a little while eating biscuits, Lin Fan handed over a water bottle: "Have some water!"

After seeing Platoon Leader Shi swallow it, he said, "Eat slowly! Eat slowly!"

When Platoon Leader Shi and the others had eaten almost enough, Lin Fan asked, "Your original unit, the 74th Army, should have crossed the Yangtze River by now.

You can't go back for the time being, so just follow us to fight against the resistance from now on!"

Platoon Leader Ye quickly said, "We will obey Company Commander Lin's command in everything."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "You guys rest first, there are no tasks today."

After Platoon Leader Shi and the others arrived, more and more soldiers were sent from various places.

The eighty-three soldiers brought by Company Commander Jing Jiande were the largest group.

Hearing that he was a company commander under Zhang Lingfu of the 70th Army, Lin Fan paid special attention to him.

It was still the same treatment as Platoon Leader Shi.

He arranged for these soldiers to eat some dry food first and let them rest.

These soldiers who had just joined the main force had been tired and hungry in recent days, and had not been able to rest well at night.

Now that they had eaten a little something and were surrounded by their own people, these soldiers immediately felt tired.

Lin Fan said to Company Commander Jing Jiande, "Company Commander Jing, you take these soldiers to rest here on the spot.

When dinner is ready, notify everyone to get up and eat.

Brothers have been working hard these days, we'll talk about anything after everyone has rested."

Company Commander Jing Jiande was also very tired, and immediately agreed when he heard Lin Fan say this.

There were more than three hundred of them.