Chapter 148 Aerial Assault

Although the Japanese soldiers of the First Regiment of the Wan Island Garrison, led by Hyakutai Takuma, were all immersed in the victory that was about to come, the violent explosions from behind pulled them back to reality from their fantasies.

The explosions rumbled non-stop, and the machine guns chattered incessantly.

Captain Echu Yuuya sat in the driver's seat of the troop carrier. Although the loud noise of the car engine made him a little drowsy, the sound of gunfire in the air instantly woke him up. "Stop the car!"

He shouted in a panic. As the Japanese soldiers driving the car hurriedly stepped on the brakes, his stout body pushed open the car door and jumped out.

At the same time, a shell hit the troop carrier. Captain Echu Yuuya, who had just jumped out of the car, was pushed by the blast of the explosion. Before his feet could land, his entire body flew five or six meters away.

It wasn't that the entire battalion of Japanese soldiers had low vigilance, but that the attacking planes came too fast.

In terms of speed, the Japanese soldiers running on the ground could travel thirty to forty kilometers per hour in their cars.

The speed of the special brigade's fighter planes diving down to attack them was four hundred and thirty kilometers per hour, a tenfold difference in speed, which meant that the Japanese soldiers at the tail of the nearly kilometer-long Hyakutai Takuma Regiment had no time to react at all.

Even Hyakutai Takuma, the regiment commander in the middle of the column, had less than a minute to react from the moment he heard the explosion.

In that one minute, Yang Tianyi had already strafed the Japanese convoy from tail to head.

The long, snaking formation the Japanese had adopted was too convenient for the air squadron's planes to strike, and these Japanese soldiers had no means of retaliation.

The machine guns mounted on the roofs of the cars, with their muzzles pointed forward, didn't even have time to fire before they were riddled with dense machine gun bullets and cannons from behind, rendering them useless.

Yang Tianyi swept through the convoy. He was just the lead plane in a flight of seven, and the six fighters behind him repeated his actions perfectly.

Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma had thirty seconds to react. He had escaped from the car. He had just run out and stood less than three meters from the car, about to give orders.

Seeing a line of fire rapidly spreading towards him from the rear of the convoy, Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma didn't have time to issue any orders, and even dropped the command knife he had just drawn.

He quickly ran away from the road. He could feel the immense heat coming from behind: the airflow from the exploding shells.

Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma heard the whistling sound of shrapnel flying past his ears. The sound was like the laughter of the messengers of death, scaring him into a cold sweat. He didn't dare to run anymore and collapsed to the ground.

Now he finally had the time and opportunity to lie on the ground and slowly turn his body around, looking up at the current situation of the entire regiment.

What came into view was that huge shadows less than thirty meters above the ground were pressing down on the completely stopped convoy, and fighter planes, one after another, were spewing flames, wreaking havoc on the stopped convoy.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, a full seven fighter planes attacked his convoy.

At this moment, Hyakutai Takuma saw the huge bombers in the distance already in position, diving down and flying towards the convoy.

Suddenly enlightened, Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma stood up in a panic and shouted in a terrified voice, "Run! Get away from the convoy!"

Few of the Japanese soldiers in the more than twenty cars at the rear of the convoy survived, but the closer to the front of the convoy, the more Japanese soldiers jumped out of the cars and survived.

Now, these Japanese soldiers, like Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma, were lying prostrate on the ground, watching the burning convoy in horror, helplessness, and fear.

The Japanese soldiers hadn't reacted when they heard Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma's order.

Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma had done his best. He had given orders to all the Japanese soldiers, but he couldn't control whether they obeyed or not, and he didn't have time to explain.

The four machine guns on the lead bomber fired simultaneously, quadrupling the impact on the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground. This was not the bomber's greatest striking power against the Japanese.

An eight-hundred-kilogram aerial bomb landed, then another aerial bomb landed. This was the ultimate weapon that terrified Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma.

Those Japanese soldiers less than fifty meters away from the burning cars were bombed by such heavy bombs.

Even if they weren't hit by shrapnel, the shock transmitted from the ground alone could kill them.

The violent shock shattered and displaced the internal organs of these Japanese soldiers. From the outside, they seemed unharmed, but in reality, these Japanese soldiers had already been taken away by the messengers of death.

Although the force led by Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma was much larger than the force led by Taku Miki, their fate was similar.

Yang Tianyi fired the first shot. After circling around in front, he immediately began to pursue and kill the Japanese soldiers who had luckily escaped to the left side of the road.

The fighter planes were small and agile, making it very convenient to pursue these Japanese soldiers. If there was anything bad about it, it was that the fighter planes were too fast.

They didn't have the kind of ground attack aircraft specially built for infantry by the Special Brigade, which had four machine guns and could fly at a minimum speed of one hundred and ten kilometers per hour.

Yang Tianyi didn't dare to fly the fighter plane at a speed of only one hundred kilometers per hour, so he couldn't accurately strike the Japanese soldiers on the ground. He could only sweep across them, then circle around and come back to continue strafing.

This time, the Hyakutai Takuma Regiment, plus the Japanese military police, had a full five thousand Japanese soldiers on this line, but nine out of ten of them were wiped out in the first wave of attacks.

There were now less than five hundred Japanese soldiers struggling to escape in the wilderness.

These Japanese soldiers didn't dare to stop at all and were running and fleeing desperately.

Regiment Commander Hyakutai Takuma was the same. He didn't dare to stop for even a moment. Just now, when he stopped to catch his breath, three Japanese soldiers next to him were hit by machine gun bullets and fell to the ground.

Even though he was already a full kilometer away from the bombed cars, the pursuing planes were still circling and searching at low altitude.

Vice Commander Eijuu Kihara of the Wan Island Garrison finally received a phone call from Taku Miki, the battalion commander of the First Battalion heading to Taoyuan Airport: "Commander! My battalion was attacked on the way and was completely wiped out!"

Commander Eijuu Kihara, who had been smiling, waiting for Taku Miki to report the good news of the occupation of Taoyuan Airport, suddenly heard this sad news. For a moment, he didn't react and answered according to the scenario he had imagined, "Good! Good! You did a good job!"

Battalion Commander Taku Miki had no idea what he had done well and thought that this was the commander's sarcastic remark, scaring him into a cold sweat. "Does the commander mean that he is angry that I didn't die in battle?"

He was so frightened that he was about to cry. He said sadly in a crying tone, "Commander! It's not that your subordinate is incompetent, it's just that the National Army is too ruthless!

They used planes to launch a despicable sneak attack on my convoy from behind. The entire battalion didn't even have time to react, and the entire convoy was blown up.

We had no power to fight back!

Commander! We must have anti-aircraft fire to go to Taoyuan Airport, we must have anti-aircraft fire!"

Battalion Commander Taku Miki's painful voice finally pulled Commander Eijuu Kihara back to reality. He asked in a deep voice, "Tell me in detail, how were you defeated?"

"Commander! The planes chased us from behind. As soon as the gunfire sounded, all the cars were either blown over or burned.

The Japanese soldiers in the cars didn't have time to jump out and escape, let alone fight back." Battalion Commander Taku Miki finally calmed down a bit. He heard from the commander's voice that the commander didn't seem to want him to commit seppuku.

"Are you sure it was their planes?"

"All the planes have a fat tiger painted on their bellies! It must be them!" Battalion Commander Taku Miki said quickly.

He now only wanted to say that the Special Brigade's air squadron was powerful. The more powerful they were, the better he would feel. It's not that I can't do it, it's just that they are too strong!

At least that's what Regiment Commander Kazuki Tanaka thought. He believed that an airborne force would definitely not be able to resist his heavy artillery bombardment.

Twenty-four cannons, more than six hundred Japanese soldiers, plus accompanying supply vehicles, were another mighty convoy departing from Keelung and rushing to Taoyuan Airport.

The road from Keelung to Taoyuan Airport was the road most often used by the Japanese. Many of the equipment and supplies for Taoyuan Airport were transported by sea to the port here, and then sent to the airport along this road.

This was a high-standard road that allowed the entire Kazuki Tanaka heavy artillery regiment to advance at a speed of fifty miles per hour. The total distance was only fifty-five kilometers, and under the wheels of the Kazuki Tanaka regiment, it would only take an hour to reach the battlefield.

Sergeant Kento Nishikubo gripped the carriage tightly with both hands. As an old Japanese soldier who had been in the Keelung heavy artillery regiment for twenty years, this was the first time he had received a formal combat order.

He didn't have the excitement of Regiment Commander Kazuki Tanaka. Sergeant Kento Nishikubo only wanted to serve in this place until he retired.

Sergeant Kento Nishikubo had changed. The blood of a Japanese soldier who had never participated in combat for many years had long since cooled. He just wanted to muddle through and wait for death.

Although the road was flat, the artillery vehicles advanced at a speed of fifty kilometers per hour. This was the first time he remembered: it was too dangerous!

Captain Takaya Tenteya sat in the tractor, his heart was very excited. As a training pacesetter in the entire heavy artillery regiment, his squadron had the best score in the entire regiment in every live-fire exercise.

This was also why the regiment commander had to arrange his squadron at the front this time. Captain Takaya Tenteya thought: if he could bomb the Special Brigade that occupied Taoyuan Airport to the point of collapse this time.

Perhaps he could catch the eye of Commander Shigeru Hata and be transferred to the front lines of Wuhan! He heard that there were battles to fight there every day, and it was too easy to make contributions.

The wheels were speeding, and the thoughts of the Japanese soldiers of the entire heavy artillery regiment were also flying around. The Japanese soldiers among them who had ambitions were now extremely excited, only thinking about how to fire this shot well today.

Japanese soldiers like Sergeant Kento Nishikubo, who had no ambition, only wanted peace and were eager for the battle to be over when they arrived at the airport, so that they would not have to fire their cannons.

Of course, Jiang Yuanwu, who was flying in the air, didn't know what the Japanese soldiers were thinking. He flew his fighter plane over the corpses of the Japanese Wan Island Garrison First Regiment, watching the nearly one-kilometer-long battlefield remains on the ground, and kept saying into the microphone, "Yang Tianyi! You guys got a great deal!

This convoy is many times bigger than the Japanese soldiers we just fought."

Yang Tianyi smiled triumphantly, "Brother Jiang! Luck! It's all luck!"

"The next wave of Japanese soldiers is coming! It's ours, isn't it?" Jiang Yuanwu asked loudly.

"Have you found the Japanese soldiers again?" Yang Tianyi didn't answer, but asked first.

"No! I just want to say it first, so that there won't be any confusion later." Jiang Yuanwu said loudly.

His plane swept across the sky, and less than ten minutes later, Yang Tianyi's plane also swept across here, and no new Japanese troops were found.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "That's for sure! You fight one wave, we fight one wave. While you are fighting the Japanese soldiers, we will continue to patrol to prevent the Japanese soldiers from sneaking over from other places."

Jiang Yuanwu was happy now, "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, may the Japanese troops come quickly!"

Everyone in the squad laughed.

After flying two more circles in the air, Jiang Yuanwu's voice became serious, "Target sighted! Thirty degrees northeast of the road just now.

It's a Japanese artillery unit."

Yang Tianyi became excited, "Can we attack now?"

"This is ours! You can't touch it!" Jiang Yuanwu warned solemnly.

Then he said, "I've already looked at it. There's a straight road nearly two kilometers long five kilometers ahead of them. The surroundings are open, making it easy for us to bomb and strike."

When Yang Tianyi flew over in the air, he looked greedily at the convoy meandering on the ground and said enviously, "Old Jiang! You've got lucky again this time.

The location you chose is really good. Let me know if you need any help!

At worst, I'll treat you to drinks and dinner after we get back!"

He was eager to help Jiang Yuanwu, and he would even treat him to dinner after helping him. What kind of good person was this!

Jiang Yuanwu refused outright, "We can handle it! You just need to keep your eyes open and prevent the Japanese soldiers from sneaking in from other places.

Don't make it difficult for Shi Junxia."

Company Commander Shi Junxia really only had one company today. He had no reinforcements in front of him, no reinforcements behind him, and the Special Brigade's Second Regiment was far away.

Therefore, all the pilots of the entire air squadron were thinking: no matter what, they could not let the Japanese soldiers break through their defenses, and they could not let the company face the Japanese attack directly.

From the moment the company occupied the airport, the entire air squadron was very concerned about blocking the roads around the airport.

Most of the pilots in the Special Brigade's air squadron had experience as infantrymen. They had all been selected for the air squadron after going through battles of blood and fire on the battlefield.

These people were very respectful of the infantry regiments with the earliest numbers in the Special Brigade.

Of course, Company Commander Shi Junxia also knew that their company had occupied the airport for an hour and a half, and not a single Japanese soldier had come to attack.