NCCnovel Chapter 549 Covering the Aircraft
Chapter 549 Covering the Aircraft
At noon, Lin Chuan basically determined the direction of the Japanese attack, which was Lincheng.
The special forces have sent a telegram that 20,000 Japanese troops have arrived in Lincheng and are setting up camp three kilometers west of the Jinpu Line. They have both mountain artillery and field artillery, and the mortars are densely packed. Two lieutenant generals have already entered the barracks. The opportunity is not good, so the special forces did not take action.
Lin Chuan looked at the sand table and judged the situation. The Japanese troops on the northern front had reached Mount Tai, and the Japanese troops on the southern front had passed Xuzhou. If nothing unexpected happened, they would arrive today. Either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the Japanese army would definitely launch an attack. After all, they had to support the attack in Qingdao. After they launched the attack, the 50,000 troops in Qingdao might be wiped out.
"Send a telegram to Captain Yang of the Lunan Detachment, confirming that the Japanese army's attack direction is Lincheng, and tell him that he can mobilize troops. We need 8,000 reinforcements here, and ask them to bring their own tools to build positions on the line from Zhushan to Fangshan."
At the headquarters of the Nishan Lunan Detachment, the troops have been assembled. There are 18,000 soldiers, and their firepower configuration completely exceeds that of the Kuomintang's ace troops. This is only what is on the surface. If there is a real crisis, 50,000 people is not impossible.
"Old Yang, Lin Chuan called and asked for 8,000 reinforcements to build positions on the Zhushan and Fangshan front lines. This Lin Chuan is a bit stingy! He even asked us to bring our own tools."
"Old Li, Lin Chuan is a good person. He asked Leng Qiang to send a telegram yesterday. I called Leng Qiang back. In order to avoid complicated information transmission, please establish direct contact with the Guard Regiment. Do you know why?"
Political Commissar Li smiled happily.
"It's a debt of gratitude! He is a rich young man and doesn't look down on ordinary weapons and equipment. But he once gave us equipment for one and a half divisions. This favor should never be forgotten."
"Okay, notify the team to set off! The people from the first column will go first, the second column will follow in an hour, the third column will continue to guard the house, and the fourth column will be ready to provide assistance at any time."
"Old Yang, why do I feel like you are more powerful than the head of the headquarters now? The First Column, the Second Column, and the Third Column and the Fourth Column. Is it appropriate to call them that?"
"What else? How about I shout like this: Niutoushan Detachment, Maqishan Guerrillas, Kenli County Brigade, Zhangqiu Guerrillas. By the time I have finished shouting the names of more than a hundred teams, it will probably be dark soon"!
"Okay, Lao Yang, I can't beat you in an argument, so stop joking."
"Communicator, notify the first and second columns to set off, put on white cloaks, and button them up and fasten them on their heads. Anyone who talks about wearing mourning clothes again will be put in solitary confinement."
The white cloak that Chen Feng researched caused great resistance among the members of the Lunan Branch. This thing looked too unlucky. If a circle of white cloth was tied around the waist, it would be no different from a filial son in mourning.
Political Commissar Li worked all night and severely criticized the soldiers' thinking. This is to fight the devils, not to parade. When the team was in trouble, in order to get in and out of the county, Captain Yang had learned to lie down. Now that there are conditions for camouflage, he still complains about this and that. This is not enough ideological awareness and needs strong training. When Political Commissar Li went to a higher level, he also used Captain Yang as an example. No one dared to get angry. Yes! In the real cruel years, this white cloth can keep out the cold and save the lives of the soldiers.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese army set out to attack Qingdao. At the same time, twenty Japanese fighter planes appeared from nowhere in the sky over the west of Qingdao. The air defense alarms in Qingdao and the warning sirens of warships sounded, but strangely, the fighter planes did not launch an attack and kept circling over the marching troops.
The plane circled for more than an hour and flew away. Just as Chen Rongwei was about to order the plane to take off, more than 20 fighter planes came from the northwest. This was to protect the marching team below! The Japanese were really smart!
At Cangkou Airport, eighteen planes were ready, nine bombers and nine fighters, ready to take off and engage the enemy at any time. Chen Rongwei ordered to continue waiting. It was not that he did not trust these ace pilots and aid pilots. The captain had told them several times that now was not the time to fight with the air force, and that they should take action if there was a chance, and they should endure if there was no good opportunity.
"Misi Techen, let's go up! Believe me, the Japanese pilots are no match for us."
"Mr. Jennings, don't be anxious. The Japanese army cannot break into Qingdao tonight. They are afraid of the night. It will be dark at 5:30. Before 5:00, they will stop marching and defend on the spot. At 4:50, I don't believe their planes can provide cover. But at 4:50, I give you 40 minutes to take off, bomb, and then come back and land. Is that enough time?"
"Misi Te Chen, your idea is very good. I have to admire the commander of Leng Qiang's men. He can always find opportunities in the cracks. We all know that your original intention is to protect us. Don't worry! Forty minutes is enough."
The group of pilots did what they were supposed to do. As for the more than one hundred flight trainees, they had already gone to the west gate where the Japanese army was attacking. They wanted to observe the air combat or bombing scenes on the spot.
It was very strange. More than a hundred people rode on fine horses, retreating as the enemy advanced, always staying three kilometers away. The Japanese vanguard troops were a little speechless. Have you never seen a living "devil"? Wait! Take Qingdao City and let you see the cruelty of the "devil".
It wasn't even five o'clock. At 4:30 in the afternoon, the Japanese planes disappeared. Chen Rongwei judged that they would not come again, and if they came again, there would be no time to return.
"Tower, issue an order, commanding the fighter planes to take off."
The special operations battalion of the 1st Regiment of the New 4th Division had been keeping an eye on the enemy's marching troops and would determine the location of the Japanese artillery every five minutes. Upon receiving the news, the airport would immediately notify the pilots. The pilots would know the situation even though they were sitting on the plane, but they knew the Japanese marching troops very well.
Eighteen planes took off and completed the formation in ten minutes. They deployed a three-three attack formation and flew towards the north. At a distance of dozens of kilometers, ten ace pilots flew directly close to the ground.
The flight trainees who were already on the wall cheered when they heard the noise. They finally came! They have been waiting for an entire afternoon!
The defenders on the city wall also cheered. They had seen the Japanese vanguard, and the regiment commander had ordered to prepare for artillery defense. Could these pilots do it? Most people didn't know about the American ace pilots, they only knew that the National Army had sent some flight instructors.
The plane roared over and arrived in a flash.
Isayama Haruki shouted "Air Defense" and looked at the flying formation with some confusion. Aren't there only a few flight instructors? Why are there so many planes flying over? Could it be that the flight trainees who had just learned were also on board? Or did the damned National Army send more pilots or come to help the Chinese again?
Jennings rushed to the front. The team's three planes were all fighter jets. He could see the machine gun positions mounted on wooden racks from a distance. They were his target.