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Taiyuan, the headquarters of the First Army of the Japanese Army, Kazuki Kiyoji received a telegram from the 1st Infantry Brigade requesting tactical guidance, knowing that in the Battle of Giethoorn, the 1st Infantry Brigade must have suffered heavy casualties, otherwise this arrogant Suzuki Shigeyasu would not have sent this telegram.

At present, the strength of the entire Shanxi is not very rich, otherwise the Fifth Division would not have been mobilized from Zhangjiakou to enter Shanxi to attack the Xin'an County base area of the Eighth Route Army.

Kazuki Kiyoji thought for a long time with an expressionless face before he said to the chief of staff next to him, "Where is the position of the Fifth Division at present?" ”

When the chief of staff saw His Excellency the commander's inquiry, he immediately replied respectfully: "The Fifth Division just left Zhangjiakou yesterday morning, and the vanguard has only reached a position of more than 300 kilometers west of Zhangjiakou. ”

After listening to the chief of staff's answer, Kazuki Kiyoji knew that he would not be able to rely on the Fifth Division in a short period of time, and could only rely on his own First Army.

Kazuki Kiyoji walked to the map, found out the location of Giethoorn Village, calculated the distance, and then said: "Notify Taiyuan Airport and send planes to reinforce the 1st Infantry Brigade." ”

At present, China's air force is weak, and several planes of the Central Army are still aided by the Soviet Union, the United States, and other Western countries, and they are all obsolete goods of others.

Whenever there is a large-scale battle, the little devils will send planes to help, bombing the [***] team indiscriminately, and the [***] team is beaten with heavy casualties.

Therefore, this time Kazuki Seiji considered sending planes to support, and the distance from Taiyuan to Giethoorn Village was only a few hundred kilometers, which was exactly within the combat radius of this plane......

In Giethoorn Village, the hour-long shelling of the artillery regiment had just ended, Zhang Yunfei stood on the highest point of Giethoorn Village, and saw through the telescope that the position of the little devils on the opposite side was in disarray, with black smoke everywhere, and things that were blown up were everywhere, including the bodies of the little devils who were blown up.

Liu Dazhu, the deputy division commander next to him, and Wang Haiyang, the commander of the first regiment, also saw the miserable situation of the little devil's position, and their faces were full of joy, and the first regiment commander Wang Haiyang happily said to Zhang Yunfei: "Division commander, is it our regiment's turn, I promise that one charge will finish cleaning up the little devil on the opposite side." ”

Seeing the commander of the regiment Wang Haiyang asking for battle, Zhang Yunfei said with a cautious face: "I don't think things are so simple, on the other side is an elite brigade of the little devil, it will not be defeated by us like this, although the little devil is currently suffering heavy casualties, but his basic combat effectiveness has not been completely lost, with you as a regiment, it is still too risky." ”

Deputy division commander Liu Dazhu listened to Zhang Yunfei's analysis and said: "Division commander, at present, the second and fourth regiments have moved to the two wings of the little devil and can attack at any time. The cavalry battalion also reached Giethoorn and was on standby. ”

Although his own troops could almost encircle the 1st Infantry Brigade of the little devils, Zhang Yunfei always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yunfei slapped his head violently, the Air Force, the little devil's air force has not yet appeared, and it was shelled so fiercely by his own artillery regiment just now, the little devil will definitely call the air force to support, because the air force is the nemesis of artillery.

So, Zhang Yunfei hurriedly said to Liu Dazhu and Wang Haiyang: "Hurry up and order the troops to do a good job of camouflage, hide from the little devil's air force, order the artillery battalion to quickly transfer positions, and at the same time order the antiaircraft artillery battalion to pay attention to air defense." ”

When Liu Dazhu and Wang Haiyang heard Zhang Yunfei say this, they also realized that the little devil's air force might come, so they hurriedly went to convey the order.

In fact, Chen Hu's anti-aircraft artillery battalion had already entered the designated position, and two anti-aircraft artillery companies came to participate in the battle on a hill on the side of Sheephorn Village, but for the time being, there were only four anti-aircraft guns, and the anti-aircraft guns only needed six people to work, and the rest of the redundant people were all scattered around to serve as a vigilance mission.

Because the anti-aircraft artillery battalion was condescending, Chen Hu could see the battle situation just now, and seeing that Wang Daquan's artillery battalion was so enjoyable, he had been itching in his heart, and he really wanted to have a few shots against the little devil.

Just when Chen Hu was thinking about it, the communications soldier ran out of breath and said, the division commander ordered, the antiaircraft artillery battalion should be on alert, and the little devil's plane might come.

Chen Hu's eyes lit up when he heard the order, and he quickly ran to the nearest anti-aircraft gun, sat in the firing position, and ordered the ammunition men to quickly prepare for battle.

When training in peacetime, don't look at Chen Hu as the battalion commander, but he has more shells than ordinary soldiers, and in Chen Hu's eyes, he must also be proficient in the operation of this anti-aircraft gun, otherwise how can he be addicted.

Not to mention, this anti-aircraft gun designed by German Jews is really good, it is equipped with an optical sight, as long as it is aimed and hit, it will hit very accurately, and there is no recoil, and it only took me one day to learn.

According to the division commander, the antiaircraft guns were also painted in colorful colors, and according to the division commander, this was called camouflage, which could protect itself very well, so that the planes in the sky could not easily find themselves.

Now his four anti-aircraft guns are erected on this hill bag, hidden in the bush layer on the mountain bag, and it is really difficult to find it from a little distance.

Chen Hu didn't wait for a long time, but he faintly heard the roar of an airplane in the sky, and followed the sound to see more than a dozen small black dots flying towards him.

When the black spot gradually approached, Chen Hu finally saw clearly that it was more than a dozen large bombers, and in the sky, the bombers of the little devils may have discovered the position built by the Eighth Route Army on the ground and were preparing to dive and drop bombs.

Seeing such a good opportunity, Chen Hu hurriedly turned the muzzle of the gun, aimed at a little devil's bomber and began to shoot, the rate of fire of the 30-mm anti-aircraft gun was more than 100 rounds per minute, and suddenly more than a dozen shells hit the huge fuselage, and the plane was blown up by volley.

Seeing that this plane was blown up by his own battalion commander's volley, the fighters of the other three anti-aircraft guns were not to be outdone, and fired at the group of imps one after another.

The little devil dispatched this time was all large and bulky bombers, this kind of old-fashioned propeller bombing flight speed is very slow, and the maneuverability is also poor, and the little devil does not know that Zhang Yunfei's troops are equipped with advanced anti-aircraft guns.

Moreover, in this bombing, the imp's plane flew not high, that is, at an altitude of two or three thousand meters, and after discovering the position of the Eighth Route Army just now, it lowered the altitude to facilitate the bombing, which provided a good opportunity for the fighters of the antiaircraft artillery battalion.

Suddenly, several planes were blown up, two or three were also hit, emitting thick black smoke, it was a matter of time before they crashed, and the rest of the planes saw such a fierce artillery fire below and knew that they had encountered the anti-aircraft guns of the [***] squadron.

The pilots of the three or four planes were so bold that instead of immediately flying out of the effective range of the anti-aircraft guns, they began to carefully search for the anti-aircraft guns on the ground, preparing to blow up the nasty anti-aircraft guns.

But sadly, after looking for a few minutes, I didn't find where the anti-aircraft guns were hidden, and in broad daylight, I couldn't see the fire from the muzzle, and I could only judge by the general direction of the shells, but unfortunately I couldn't find them.

In the past few minutes, the little devil's planes were shot down one after another, and by the time the last few planes finally realized that something was wrong and needed to flee quickly, it was too late.

The little devil pilots of the last few surviving planes began to raise the plane altitude in panic and prepare to leave the battlefield, but the small-caliber antiaircraft guns equipped with the antiaircraft artillery battalion had a fast rate of fire, and the effective firing altitude reached 5,000 meters.

These anti-aircraft guns eventually became a nightmare for the little devil pilots, and only one of the dozen or so planes that came to attack fled the battlefield with black smoke and staggered, and it was not known whether this plane could fly back to Taiyuan safely, and the rest of the planes, without exception, were all shot down by the antiaircraft artillery battalion.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army on the ground, seeing this scene, let out a burst of cheers, and even Zhang Yunfei, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but smile and praise, saying that the first battle of the artillery battalion was perfect.

The little devils on the opposite position were all dejected, their faces were full of disappointment, and several senior commanders of the 1st Infantry Brigade were even more desperate.

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