Chapter 13 The Oil Depot

"Da da da! Da da da!" Taku Mitsuo's orders were faithfully executed by all the Japanese devils in the oil depot.

These Japanese devils were also clear: they only needed to avoid the strafing of the planes in the air. However, there were still huge bombers sweeping toward their location.

"This is an oil depot! If a bomber drops a bomb, the entire oil depot will be finished, including the Japanese devils hiding inside!" Taku Mitsuo was very worried.

At this moment, he didn't know what to do.

Muraoki Kubo was obviously thinking more and farther. Seeing the bomber flying towards the oil depot, he quickly ran out of his hiding place.

While running towards the distance, he shouted, "Run! Run! The oil depot is about to be bombed!"

With so many planes still strafing, the sudden appearance of more than a dozen Japanese devils was obviously attracting attention.

The four machine guns under the belly of the bomber showed no mercy and chased after these Japanese devils.

Taku Mitsuo didn't know whether he should run or hide now. He remained hidden, quietly observing.

The escape route of Muraoki Kubo and more than a dozen Japanese devils was full of bumps: they were overtaken by the plane after running only a few dozen meters.

Then Taku Mitsuo saw more than a dozen Japanese devils fall down seven or eight at once. The remaining Japanese devils fled in panic, but they couldn't outrun the range of the machine guns.

Muraoki Kubo fell in a pool of blood, surrounded by the oil depot staff who had run out of their hiding places with him.

Now, the Japanese devils hiding in various parts of the oil depot dared not run out again. They could only curl up as much as possible, so as not to be discovered by the planes passing overhead.

Their carefulness had results. The Japanese devils in the oil depot were pleasantly surprised to find that the oil depot had not been bombed.

"Muraoki Kubo died in vain. Not only did he die in vain, but he also took more than a dozen Japanese devils with him." Taku Mitsuo finally began to sum up at this time.

As the person in charge of the oil depot, he also had a temper and wanted to save face. Muraoki Kubo had suddenly jumped out to contradict him, and now it was time to make up for this contradiction.

"Director is right!"

"Muraoki Kubo killed so many brothers; he deserved to die!"

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Those Japanese devils who were lucky enough not to run out with Muraoki Kubo immediately began to denounce him collectively.

They hid in the houses. As long as no bombs were dropped from the air, it was not easy to die. As for the noise made by the planes passing overhead, these Japanese devils simply ignored it.

The huge noise of the plane engines kept ringing outside. The Japanese devils inside the oil depot were already in the mood to distinguish where the machine gun sounds were strafing the airport.

Every time they heard these sounds, the Japanese devils in the oil depot had to admire Taku Mitsuo: it was he who ordered all the Japanese devils not to stick their heads out and not to expose themselves.

Now that was what they were doing. If they didn't expose themselves, they wouldn't attract slaughter, wouldn't attract machine gun strafing.

Unfortunately, the Japanese devils in other departments of the airport did not know this, so they were constantly being strafed.

Taku Mitsuo discovered the trick of the Special Brigade's aviation squadron's first wave of attacks, but he did not expect that the Special Brigade's aviation squadron would also send paratroopers.

He Yong, the second platoon leader of the first company, led his soldiers to rush into the oil depot and immediately discovered the Japanese devils hiding in the room.

The two sides discovered each other almost simultaneously. Taku Mitsuo suddenly saw a team of fully armed soldiers with live ammunition in front of him.

He immediately judged: these were the National Revolutionary Army!

In fact, this was the first time in his life that he had seen real soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army. In the past, he had only seen their images in newspapers.

Although the National Revolutionary Army described in those newspapers was either in a mess, a corpse, or a prisoner, the uniforms were roughly the same.

This was a scene that he and his subordinates had never dreamed of. For a moment, Taku Mitsuo didn't know what to do. He just stood there blankly, his brain temporarily shutting down.

Platoon Leader He and his entire platoon had been fighting Japanese devils all along. All they thought about was fighting Japanese devils. Seeing the Japanese devils hiding in the rooms here,

they did not hesitate at all. The submachine guns in their hands opened fire. Not only Platoon Leader He, but several soldiers at the front also opened fire at the same time.

"Da da da!" With one sweep, a large number of Japanese devils fell in the room, and a grenade was thrown in.

With a "boom!" the Japanese devils who had not yet reacted began to howl miserably.

Platoon Leader He and his men's actions were a complete set: strafing, grenades, charging through the door!

Two soldiers who rushed into the door strafed again, and the room quickly became quiet.

"Squad One, clear all the rooms. Squad Two, occupy the high ground and block the entire warehouse. Squad Three, prepare the tools." Platoon Leader He's orders were issued.

Squad Leader Xiang Youdao immediately led the soldiers to rush to the refueling machine. The oil depot here had always been prepared. It could refuel the planes at any time.

Squad Leader Xiang reported five minutes later: "Refueling preparations are complete. Refueling mission can be executed."

His report was immediately sent to Lin Fan, and twelve fighter planes from the fighter squadron immediately landed to refuel.

They were the warplanes that needed refueling the most. At the same time, Lin Fan also conveyed the situation that Saga Airport had been completely occupied and the oil depot was ready for refueling to Mao Wenxing.

Commander Yang, who was commanding the battle in Jurong, was very anxious in the face of the Japanese devils' all-out attack. In particular, the fighter planes and tankers of the aviation squadron could not take off.

The ground attack aircraft could not get out of the hangar either. They were all suppressed at the airport by the desperate fighting tactics of the Japanese devils' fighter planes.

After Kobayashi Yutoku, the commander of the 5th Air Brigade of the Japanese devils, issued the order to bomb the turrets with bombers over Jurong Airport, he issued another order that the injured fighter planes should also hit the turrets.

Tarō Kanetani, who first received the order to crash, had no choice but to drive the bomber down towards the turret in grief and indignation. The closer it got to the turret, the more artillery fire the plane suffered.

The bomber, which was many times larger than a fighter plane, still failed to complete the mission of Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku. Kanetani Taro's bomber was hit when it was about 1,000 meters away from the turret.

The wreckage of the plane flew in all directions in the air, and did not hurt the turret at all.

The bomber driven by Tadashi Onodera was the most valued by Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yubi, because his bomber carried a heavy 1,300-kilogram aerial bomb.

If it hit the turret, its power would of course be much greater than other bombers. The Japanese devils of the Onodera crew understood this.

They accepted the mission, pulled out the bomb's fuse when the bomber began to dive, and waited for the final moment to come, shouting slogans of loyalty to the Emperor.

The moment of their loyalty came very quickly. Before their shouts stopped, the left wing of the bomber was shot off by a shell. The entire plane could no longer balance and could not maintain its posture of continuing to rush towards the turret.

Then it was hit by another shell. The bomber exploded in mid-air, and the 1,300-kilogram bomb rolled out of the plane and fell onto the runway below, blasting a large pit more than ten meters in diameter.

Commander Hui Jianming, who was commanding in the turret, discovered that the Japanese devils had been rushing towards the turret without fear of death. At first, the Japanese devils' planes were only dropping bombs from the air, but now they had changed their strategy: they were directly using the planes for suicide attacks.

This turret was designed by the brigade commander and supervised by himself. Hui Jianming was still very confident in the quality of the turret: this turret was built more solidly than the Jiangyin Fortress.

When this turret was built, Hui Jianming had raised objections. He was not opposed to building the turret, but only opposed to the turret being built too luxuriously.

He believed that there was no need to consider the anti-aircraft function together with this turret, and the turret did not need to be built with 3.5-meter-thick reinforced concrete walls.

However, his suggestion was ignored. In Jurong: Lin Fan's words were orders, and the opinions of others were basically not accepted, unless Lin Fan himself changed his mind.

Obviously, Lin Fan had never changed his mind about the quality of the turret. In order to build these turrets, even the weapons production of the military factory was affected.

Because building such turrets was too expensive in terms of steel and cement.

When a large bomb exploded on the top of the turret just now, Hui Jianming felt a chill in his heart: he thought the turret was finished this time.

He did not expect that the 3.5-meter-thick reinforced concrete would silently withstand such bombing, which rekindled his fighting spirit.

Obviously, the Japanese devils' commander also discovered that the turret could not be blown up by aerial bombs at all, and they were preparing to use planes to hit it.

Discovering the Japanese devils' attempt, Commander Hui Jianming immediately ordered all the anti-aircraft artillery to focus their fire on the oncoming bombers, and temporarily let go of those agile fighter planes.

This gave the Japanese devils' fighter planes a chance. They rushed towards the turret like moths to a flame.

The sound of explosions continued, some of which were caused by artillery fire, and some of which were caused by the Japanese devils' fighter planes crashing into the turret.

Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku watched with bloodshot eyes as the turret, which had been hit by at least ten fighter planes, did not collapse at all.

Obviously, the other side also knew his plan: they concentrated their artillery fire mainly on the bombers, and so far, no bomber had crashed into the turret.

This made Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku very angry. He shouted loudly: "All bombers, charge!"

The Japanese devils of the Yūto Uchiyama crew were already ashamed at this time. They had not even started diving since receiving the order.

All the Japanese devils in the crew were asking Uchiyama Yūto to dive down immediately and do as Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku ordered.

Some impatient Japanese devils were even discussing going to the cockpit to grab Uchiyama Yūto's seat and let them drive the bomber to hit the turret.

Uchiyama Yūto listened to the discussions of these Japanese devils and only said faintly: "Hold on tight!"

He stopped the plane from climbing. The bomber had just climbed to an altitude of 6,000 meters with difficulty, and suddenly turned downwards at this time.

The plane's engine roared. Uchiyama Yūto pushed the throttle to the maximum. The entire plane was now heading straight down towards the ground, rushing straight towards the turret below like an arrow.

Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku had just received a report from other Japanese devils: Uchiyama Yūto was driving the bomber to a high altitude, possibly wanting to escape the battlefield.

The bomber driven by Uchiyama Yūto was carrying a heavy 1,300-kilogram bomb. If he escaped, it would obviously be a loss.

Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku was even considering whether to send a warplane to chase after him and escort him back to scold him.

He saw a bomber rushing straight down from a high altitude like an arrow. With such a posture and such a speed diving down, this plane had no chance to survive.

At this time, Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku understood: Uchiyama Yūto had this idea in mind.

He dived down from a high altitude with strong inertia, plus the bomb itself carried on the plane, hoping that this could blow up the turret.

Many of the remaining Japanese devil pilots saw this scene. They cheered for the Uchiyama crew: "Uchiyama-kun! You can do it!"

"Uchiyama-kun! You are a true warrior!"

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The remaining members of the Uchiyama crew on the plane, their entire bodies had been pressed against the tail of the plane by a huge force. They had just experienced a brief state of weightlessness, and now several Japanese devils were pressed against the tail of the plane, squeezed into a ball.

They did not squeeze together for long. With a loud noise, the bodies of these Japanese devils turned into a blood mist and scattered in the air above the turret along with the shattered plane.

This time, everyone in the turret felt the turret shake violently. People began to panic. In this turret, Yan did not only have anti-aircraft troops, but also ordinary people who had run in to take refuge.

Commander Hui Jianming turned on the radio and said loudly: "Everyone in the turret, don't panic. It's just that the Japanese devils' plane crashed into the roof.

It has not caused any loss or impact on us. Listen to everyone: our cannons are still roaring, and our machine guns are still strafing.

Everyone should stay where they are. Don't run around and don't affect our ongoing battle."

The panicked crowd immediately stopped rioting. Someone in the crowd said, "The sound of the cannons has not weakened at all, which means there is really nothing wrong."

Someone immediately said: "I didn't see those people maintaining order being nervous, so there should be nothing wrong."

Then someone said: "I heard that this turret was designed by Brigade Commander Lin, so there will definitely be nothing wrong.

Brigade Commander Lin is the reincarnation of Sirius. He is here to fight the Japanese devils. No matter how hard the Japanese devils try, they can't blow up the turret he designed."

"Yes! Yes! My third aunt is a well-known witch in the neighborhood. She said that there are many people in our area who have done good deeds for decades, so God sent Brigade Commander Lin to protect us.

Otherwise, why didn't Brigade Commander Lin build his base in other places? This is all because our ancestors accumulated virtue.

We in this generation must also do more good deeds so that Brigade Commander Lin will always protect us."

Once this topic was opened, everyone became interested. They didn't pay much attention to the Japanese devils' planes outside. Everyone came to listen to stories.

Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku saw that Uchiyama Yūto had perfectly crashed the bomber into the turret, and also saw the turret jump as if it had come alive.

Then the turret was still the turret, and Uchiyama Yūto's bomber had been shattered into slag. All the Japanese devil pilots who saw this scene understood: today they would not be able to blow up this turret no matter what.

If they did not blow up this turret, the possibility of destroying Jurong Airport would be very small.

Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku did not know what to do for a while. He was dumbfounded!

Not only was the 5th Air Brigade of the Japanese devils dumbfounded, but all the Japanese devil pilots who were cooperating in attacking Jurong Airport were also dumbfounded at this time.

The sturdiness of the turret completely exceeded their imagination. This kind of bomber that fell from a high altitude, the weight of the bomber itself plus the power of the bomb did not lift the roof of the turret, so what could they do?

Just as they were stunned, the soldiers of the 9th Artillery Regiment did not daze off. On the contrary, they were very excited now.

The anti-aircraft guns kept firing, and various anti-aircraft weapons also fired at full force, shooting at the enemy planes in the air.

Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku finally accepted the reality. He ordered: "Retreat!"

It was not that he did not dare to fight, but in this situation, even if he exhausted the entire air brigade that participated in this battle, even if he added the air squadrons of the four divisions, he would not be able to blow up such a turret.

If the turret was not destroyed, the damage these planes could do to the airport would be very limited. After all, the firepower on the turret was definitely specially optimized to strike planes.

Now his Brigade has lost two-thirds of its planes. If he does not retreat, he will really be wiped out.

Kobayashi Yutoku was a very experienced and responsible commander. He did not only order his brigade to retreat, but also issued a retreat order to all the air squadrons attacking Jurong Airport.

He glanced roughly. The entire attack group now had less than 100 planes left. In fact, he only saw thirty or forty planes.

All the Japanese devil pilots finally breathed a sigh of relief. They could retreat now. At this time, those pilots either flew low or flew high, trying to avoid artillery fire.

It was just that they were in the territory of Jurong. Anti-aircraft artillery was guarding the entire city and factory area.

The anti-aircraft artillery was connected into a net. It was not easy for these Japanese devil planes that received the retreat order to escape.

The Japanese devils' naval air force of the 3rd Fleet was attacking Guangde Airport. The entire fleet now had more than 250 fighter planes and bombers.

The commander of the air squadron was Brigade Commander Nayagano Yu, who was much more prudent than Brigade Commander Kobayashi Yutoku. When the planes launched their attack, he established his command post in Wuxi.

Commanding the battle across Taihu Lake, the entire air squadron was divided into seven air squadrons to fight in batches. The first batch to carry out the assault mission was the first air squadron led by Captain Matsunuma Daichi.