Rise From Eight Hundred

Tantai Mingyue knows enough about Tang Dao.

Standing in the woods, looking at the trucks speeding up on the simple road, Tang Dao's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart.

The seventeen truck drivers were all selected from various departments of the advance group according to his orders.

Having personally experienced the Battle of Songjiang, no one knows better than them how terrifying the power of a 250-kilogram aerial bomb is.

When an aerial bomb falls, all living things within a radius of 30 meters and nearly half a football field will be wiped out. No matter whether you are hiding in a trench or in a car, the splashing shrapnel and huge shock wave caused by the explosion are only the most superficial damage, causing huge damage. The vibration can easily shatter the internal organs of the human body within this range into pieces, and no one will be spared.

That means that as the most obvious targets, they will definitely receive the focus of Japanese aircraft, and the chance of death is almost 100%.

But the seventeen people still did not look back. After leaving a suicide note, they boarded the truck.

Before the Japanese plane arrived, they ran at full speed. Naturally, they hoped that the convoy would break away from the advance guard infantry, so as to consume as much of the Japanese plane's heavy bombs as possible, and at the same time give the infantry hiding in the woods and scattered into the wilderness a better chance of survival. .

Yang Bicheng, who was lying at the foot of a hilly gully, looked up at the racing convoy and cried again.

Looking at those people leaving without hesitation, he thought of his cousin again.

Two days ago, his third brother drove a truck in this way, luring the Japanese planes down from high altitude, and successfully broke the backbone of the Japanese plane formation, allowing him and his comrades to survive.

But now, almost the same scene reappears.

Only this time, there were more brave people like his cousin.

Not only were the trucks still driving on the main road, but there were also cavalrymen dragging tree branches and fleeing into the wilderness.

The cavalry and their horses could have hid in the woods like them, but they could not. After they took off the heavy equipment carried by the horses, they had to flee farther away according to the military orders of Commander Tang Daotang.

Firstly, it is necessary to create the illusion that there are many people on the ground, and secondly, because the target is obvious, the Japanese aircraft can be taken away from the infantry gathering area.

Less death in exchange for more life, this is Tang Dao's tactic.

However, when I think of these elites who could have killed more Japanese invaders, they can only become cannon fodder. Like Yang Bicheng, countless soldiers looked at the figures of their comrades who were trying hard to earn a chance for themselves, and all the soldiers looked at them with tears in their eyes. With hot tears, I buried my head in pain, not wanting to see that heartbreaking scene.

On the battlefield, sacrifice is inevitable, but if you watch your comrades choose to use your body to block the bullets fired at you, this is an unforgettable tragedy for any soldier.

Even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will live in the shadows for the rest of their lives.

But now, they have to endure and try to survive.

Because they are also a shield for another group of people. This is an order and a responsibility.

But as a commander, Tang Dao, who stood as straight as a pine tree with his back facing all his soldiers, was not only suffering from his own choice, he was also anxious.

20 minutes ago, he received a secret message from Lieutenant General Wu: After efforts from the theater headquarters, the Air Force will send fighter planes to protect the Baihe Port Bridge. Intelligence agents in the Songhu area had already sent a secret message to Jinling when the Japanese plane took off from the sea. If nothing else happened, air force support should arrive on the battlefield soon.

Tang Dao was greatly relieved by the news that the air force was about to arrive, but no one knew when they arrived at the battlefield. They arrived too late. The Japanese bomber formations pressing down like dark clouds in the sky may have already dived and bombed a few places. all over.

Not only was the advance regiment suffering unbearable losses, but what was even more frightening was that after the Japanese fighter jets dropped their heavy loads and were raised to high altitude again, the Chinese fighter jets that entered the battlefield later would completely lose their only opportunity to win.

The Chinese Air Force has suffered heavy losses in two months of air battles. If they can send 10 fighters to participate in the battle this time, it may be the limit that Jinling can bear.

And now there are nearly 20 Japanese planes in the field of vision, and there may be a second wave of planes in the future. Thinking of this, with Tang Dao's tenacity, he can't help but sweat on his forehead at this time.

Even though he is a little butterfly who traveled from the future, is proficient in various special operations tactics, knows the general trends in this time and space, and has participated in defensive battles with thousands or even tens of thousands of people, but in this kind of battle-level On the battlefield, whether in the future or now, he is still a newcomer.

Tang Dao did not expect the Japanese naval commander to be so determined. In the first wave of attacks, two squadrons were deployed. More fighters may arrive later, just to bomb the 20,000 troops being chased by 100,000 people. , this is completely disrespectful of martial ethics!

You must know that the largest air battle since the war between China and Japan did not take place in Songhu at this time. In the Wuhan Defense War a year later, the Japanese army dispatched 36 fighter jets and 18 bombers, and the Chinese dispatched 48 fighter jets.

But that was a major battle in which both sides invested nearly 1.5 million troops. It was nothing like now, but it was just a corner of the battlefield!

As for the day before yesterday, Lei Xiong's troops relied on ground anti-aircraft gun positions to ambush six Japanese planes in one fell swoop. Rather than saying that the tactics were appropriate, it was more because the Japanese were too arrogant and committed suicide, and Lei Xiong and others were extremely lucky. , even Niu Er can kill a Japanese plane with one shot.

Otherwise, one-third of the Baihe Port defenders would have survived because of cheating.

The nearly 20 Japanese planes that were coming now would never fall for that trick again. Tang Dao even dared to conclude that they would use some of the Japanese planes to bomb the infantry, while the other part would wait for the anti-aircraft guns to fire, then drop bombs to destroy them, and then use bombs and machine guns to kill the pure infantry.

Tang Dao's idea was correct.

Even though he had made sufficient preparations, he sent a secret telegram to Lei Xiong last night to transfer his 7 anti-aircraft guns, 9 modified anti-aircraft machine guns, and two MG34s with long barrels. In addition, he asked the headquarters for an anti-aircraft battalion with 12 Oerlikon machine guns and 12 anti-aircraft machine guns.

The strength was at least twice that of the day before yesterday, but Tang Dao was still not sure that these ground weapons alone could stop the bombing of Japanese planes.

He won a victory by luck and the opponent's neglect, but as a commander, Tang Dao could not rely on this for the lives of all his soldiers.

Moreover, because it was impossible to determine when the Japanese planes would arrive, Tang Dao was almost desperate. A total of 19 anti-aircraft guns and 23 anti-aircraft machine guns, along with personnel, were exposed in the wilderness by carriages and six cavalry companies.

If the Japanese planes could not be discovered three minutes in advance, and the Japanese planes attacked directly as soon as they arrived, then Tang Dao’s only arrow that could launch a counterattack against the Japanese planes would be completely finished.

Fortunately, Private Hammer lived up to his expectations. The guard dogs that China has domesticated for thousands of years may have average combat effectiveness, but their hearing is absolutely excellent.

Using these three minutes, the fleeing carriages and cavalry placed various anti-aircraft heavy firepower and personnel in the woods and bushes along the way, giving them the opportunity to aim their guns at the sky.

However, this time they did not have a complete fortification, and their defense was zero. Not to mention the terrible bombs hanging under the wings of the Japanese planes, even with the machine guns installed on the nose, they could easily shoot them in the wild.

Once the fire was opened, the anti-aircraft gunners were like infantrymen rushing out of the trenches with bayonets in hand-to-hand combat, while the opponents were the Japanese firepower points with high speed and maneuverability.

This time, the outcome of the battlefield would ultimately depend on the Chinese Air Force, which would arrive at an unknown time.

Tang Dao did what he could, and the rest could only be left to fate.

And fate is so wonderful.

In order to cover up his shameful battle, Admiral Hasegawa Kiyoshi, commander of the Japanese Navy's Third Fleet, issued a gag order to all personnel of the fleet knowing that only six of the twelve fighter planes sent out the day before returned. Therefore, Major Junji Watanabe, who was on another aircraft carrier, did not have a particularly high alert for the ground firepower possessed by the Chinese army.

The six Japanese naval aviation pilots who could remind him were silenced by cold ridicule as soon as they spoke because their ranks were too low.

The 18 Japanese fighter planes that rushed in aggressively, except for the six Type 96 carrier fighters that remained highly alert, the remaining four Type 96 carrier fighters and eight carrier bombers were still arrogant and arrogant.

So, the goddess of luck has once again struck the Chinese soldiers.

Even Tang Dao could only stare in amazement and think that this might be a benefit given to him by the big guys who sent him to this time and space as a time traveler!

Otherwise, he really couldn't find any other reason.