Niangziguan, the Eighth Route Army's eastern front encirclement position, on one of the hills.
District Commander Lu, Chief of Staff, Political Commissar, and some combat staff of the Jizhong Military Region could not help but open their eyes wide when they saw that the Japanese position was almost reduced to a sea of flames.
"Dear me, the power of this incendiary bomb..."
District Chief Lu's eyes widened and he was amazed.
The independent regiment called for air support and naturally said hello to the fraternal troops of the Central Hebei Military Region.
Otherwise, if a brother unit is accidentally injured when dropping the bomb, the loss will be huge. The power of this napalm bomb is not comparable to that of ordinary aerial bombs.
"This incendiary bomb is really powerful!"
Political Commissar Lin sighed with emotion: "If we had known this, we should have called for air support earlier and let all the planes carry incendiary bombs to burn all the Japanese to death!"
District Chief Lu nodded: "I'll find out next time."
This kind of weapon of mass destruction must of course be used for the finale.
Previously, District Chief Lu and others did not know that all aircraft could carry incendiary bombs.
Although Kong Jie knew it, Kong Jie thought that the battle could be resolved without dropping a large number of incendiary bombs.
The battle for the frontline soldiers was not going smoothly, so Kong Jie naturally had to use his trump card.
Beside the leaders, the Eighth Route Army soldiers looked at the more than 20 hills in a sea of fire in front of them, and their eyes almost popped out.
This fire is so comfortable!
For using this extremely lethal and destructive weapon, the Japanese were burned to ashes, and the Eighth Route Army soldiers showed no mercy.
Compared with the burning, killing and looting by the Japanese in China, they used poison gas bombs during battles, beheaded captured Eighth Route Army soldiers, and massacred innocent Chinese people.
These are all light.
It would be best if the Japanese devils also have a taste of incendiary bombs to relieve their anger a little.
"Order the soldiers to prepare and wait until the fire is out before attacking."
District Chief Lu issued the order.
After a napalm bomb explodes, the fire will not go out immediately, but will continue to burn.
Fortunately, this area is all bare terrain and lacks vegetation. If it were a forest terrain, it would definitely cause a fire.
"yes."
Next to him, the chief of staff, who had the latest Zeiss telescope hanging on his chest, straightened up.
Among the airdrop supplies provided by Boss Chen, in addition to weapons, ammunition and cans, he also gave some artillery scopes and military telescopes, as well as a large number of cheap but high-quality gas masks, and a large number of medicines to treat wounded soldiers.
"How are the injured soldiers doing?"
"Do those medicines work?"
District Chief Lu turned to look at Political Commissar Lin.
"Commander, those medicines are very useful!"
Political Commissar Lin nodded heavily:
"The airdrop given by Commander Li included a lot of medical equipment and medicines, as well as a large amount of penicillin, which is more expensive than gold."
"All the soldiers who were injured in the battle received good treatment."
"That's good." District Chief Lu breathed a sigh of relief.
Due to the special geographical location of the Jizhong Military Region, the Japs have always been given priority care.
In addition to the Japanese and puppet troops serving as security guards, the Japanese also specially mobilized a 110th Division to deal with the Jizhong Military Region.
In addition, a large number of bunkers and artillery towers were built to blockade the Jizhong Military Region, and several iron walls were encircled and raided every year.
This made life extremely difficult for the soldiers and civilians of the Jizhong Military Region.
The Jizhong area is the grain-producing area of the Eighth Route Army. There is no shortage of food and it can also support the fraternal military regions, but it is extremely short of medicine.
After the Eighth Route Army soldiers were injured, although the Jizhong Military Region had its own field hospital, it was difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw.
Due to the lack of medical drugs and medical equipment, in most cases, soldiers who were hit by bullets in vital parts were not treated even if they were still breathing. Instead, their hands and feet were shot and cut off directly.
The Eighth Route Army of that era never thought of giving up the war of resistance no matter how difficult the conditions were.
Now, with the support of Li Yunlong, the fraternal troops of the Central Hebei Military Region have finally made a big counterattack, and their lives are getting better and better.
"Captain Li is still rich."
Political Commissar Lin sighed with emotion.
Afterwards, Political Commissar Lin and District Chief Lu looked at each other, and both saw a look of determination in each other's eyes.
The Jizhong Military Region must hold Li Yunlong's thigh tightly.
From now on, I will follow Captain Li, live a good life, drink hot food, and make a fortune.
The food and drink here are not personal enjoyment, but the meat in Li Yunlong's mouth is to kill the Japanese.
…
On a hill on the western front of the Niangziguan battlefield.
"Captain, the devil is on fire."
Kong Jie walked to the forward position. Upon seeing this, Guan Dashan, the commander of the first battalion, slightly raised the corner of his mouth and handed Kong Jie the Zeiss telescope in his hand.
Kong Jie held a Zeiss telescope and observed the situation on the battlefield.
Through the vision of the Zeiss telescope, Kong Jie saw that a few kilometers away had turned into a sea of fire, which was very spectacular.
"Haha, it exploded beautifully!"
Kong Jie’s tone was exciting:
"Labour and management don't believe it. If these hundreds of incendiary bombs are fired, how much resistance can the Japanese resist?"
Guan Dashan smiled slightly:
"It is true that the Japanese have built many bomb-proof holes, but the incendiary bombs are as pervasive as water. The Japanese will be burned to death even if they hide in the bomb-proof holes."
Anti-artillery holes are also called cat-ear holes. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese and puppet troops used a large number of these anti-artillery fortifications.
The Independent Regiment and the brother troops in the Central Hebei Military Region used almost all mountain artillery and mortars. Except for the first two days, the subsequent shelling against the Japanese was not very effective.
Kong Jie nodded when he heard this. This was the effect he wanted.
In previous battles, the Japanese fired a large number of poison gas bombs at the Eighth Route Army, but with little effect.
"It is estimated that the battle will be over today."
Kong Jie issued combat orders in a stern tone:
"Send my order and prepare for the attack. As soon as the flames are extinguished, all troops will immediately press forward and kill all the Japanese. We will not accept Japanese surrender."
If the flame is not extinguished, even if a spark sticks to it, it will be life-threatening.
Kong Jie naturally knew the terrifying power of napalm bombs, so he deliberately waited for the fire to go out before ordering the troops to attack.
"yes."
The chief of staff on the side replied.
…
Within the encirclement.
Inside the Japanese military headquarters.
The old Japanese like Tanabe Moritake were quite lucky.
The cave where they were hiding was relatively hidden, and the Eighth Route Army's incendiary bombs did not reach it.
However, this mountaintop has also been hit by several incendiary bombs. There is a raging fire outside, and the temperature inside the originally cool cave is gradually rising.
"Why is it so hot?"
Suddenly feeling a little hot, Tanabe Moritake unbuttoned his clothes.
On the side, Kuangmu Chongming, Nishihara Kanji and others also felt some heat in the cave.
At this moment, a combat staff officer ran in, crying, and reported to Tanabe Moritake: "General, something happened!"
"idiot!"
"What happened? Tell me slowly!"
Tanabe Shengwu's face suddenly darkened.
The combat staff said in a desperate tone: "Eighth Route Army aircraft dropped a large number of incendiary bombs on all our hilltop positions, and our positions have been reduced to a sea of flames."
"Nani?"
Tanabe Shengwu's voice suddenly rose and his expression changed drastically.
Even Kuwaki Takaaki, Nishihara Kanji, Shigeta Tokumatsu and others on the side also changed their expressions.
Since caves are relatively safe and can protect against Eighth Route Army artillery shells, aerial bombs and incendiary bombs, the Japanese division commanders of each division and the brigade commanders of each brigade are all in the cave.
The chiefs of staff and wing commanders of each division, brigade and regiment direct the troops in operations away from home.
A group of old Japanese soldiers were still wondering why the cave was so hot. It turned out that the Eighth Route Army dropped a large number of incendiary bombs.
The power of the incendiary bomb impressed all the Japanese officers present.
This time, the Eighth Route Army aircraft must not have carried conventional aerial bombs, but a large number of incendiary bombs.
Sangmu Chongming quickly walked to the phone, grabbed the telegram, and called: "Moxi Moxi, this is Sangmu Chongming, calling the 110th Division, calling the 110th Division..."
"General! The telephone calls of all divisions and brigades cannot be reached." The telephone soldier stood up and said with a grimace, "The telephone lines have probably been blown up."
"idiot!"
Sangmu Chongming cursed, slammed the microphone to the ground, then took the lieutenant general's sword and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
Kanji Nishihara and Tokumatsu Shigeta quickly followed with sabers in hand.
But soon, the three old Japanese were forced back by the flames at the entrance of the cave. The air outside was so hot that it was difficult to even get out of the cave, let alone find their own troops.
"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, the outside has been burned into a sea of fire, what should we do?"
Back in the cave, Nishihara Kanji asked Tanabe Moritake in a solemn tone.
Tanabe Shengwu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Incendiary bombs! The Eighth Route Army actually dropped a large number of incendiary bombs!
The outside has turned into a sea of fire. Even if there are anti-cannon holes, most of the Locust soldiers in the fortifications will be directly burned to death.
Thinking of this, Tanabe Moritake felt even more chilled. If this really happened, the lieutenant generals and major generals would be in trouble.
If a large number of Japanese soldiers were burned to death by the Eighth Route Army's incendiary bombs, what could the remaining locust army do to resist the ferocious attack of the main force of the Eighth Route Army?
"Request tactical guidance from General Neiji Okamura immediately!"
Tanabe Moritake looked at a communications staff officer with a tense expression.
Although he was usually very resourceful, at this time, besides asking Okamura for tactical guidance, Tanabe Moritake really didn't know what to do.
"Hi."
The communications staff officer lowered his head, turned around and walked towards the radio station.
But soon, the communications staff came back: "General, there is a fire outside the cave, and we can't set up the antenna."
"Baga!" Tanabe Moritake was furious, "Set up the antenna as soon as the fire is out."
"Hi."
The Japanese communications staff member suddenly lowered his head.
…
The fire gradually extinguished, and the Japanese army's position was already a charred scene.
Countless Japanese officers and soldiers were burnt to a coke-like appearance, and many Japanese soldiers still retained the painful and struggling postures of their lives, as if time had frozen in an instant, leaving behind these dark sculptures.
When the wind blows, these sculptures gradually collapse and dissipate like sand.
There were more than 15,000 Japanese soldiers and officers on the more than 20 hills before.
However, after two waves of napalm bombs came down, there were no more living Japanese soldiers in sight.
Even the Japanese rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns and mortars were turned into molten iron by the burning of napalm bombs and melted into the soil, sand and gravel.
The explosive power of napalm bombs is so terrifying!
After the flames were extinguished, the Eighth Route Army reorganized its offensive.
Previously, the Japanese troops had more than 15,000 troops, distributed in positions on more than 20 hilltops.
Although the Eighth Route Army planes dropped a large number of incendiary bombs, turning the Japanese area into a sea of fire.
But it is difficult to eliminate all the devils.
Although the encirclement was not small, the flames from the incendiary bomb explosion could not burn all the Japanese positions.
For air defense, the Japanese also built some hidden positions, which were not exposed in previous battles.
but.
Most of the Japanese positions and the Japanese on them became dead souls under the fire.
Under the cover of artillery fire, the Eighth Route Army's offensive was overwhelming, continuously seizing the hills occupied by the Japanese and wiping out the remaining Japanese soldiers.
Although the remaining Japanese soldiers resisted tenaciously, the Eighth Route Army soldiers were everywhere in the mountains and plains.
"General."
"The Eighth Route Army has begun to attack."
Within the encirclement, a combat staff officer hurriedly entered the headquarters and reported to Tanabe Moritake with a panicked tone:
"There are still some Locust Army soldiers on each position, but they are few and cannot stop the Eighth Route Army's attack."
"idiot!"
Tanabe Moritake's right hand tightly grasped the handle of the Lieutenant General's sword.
If there was Mo Jingsan standing here, he would definitely chop the opponent alive. If it weren't for that stupid pig Mo Jingsan, how could he have reached the point where he is now at the end of his rope?
Reinforcements would not arrive for at least a day and a half, and there were not many officers and soldiers left around him.
If nothing else happens, he may be broken this time.
There is no possibility of survival.
Even if reinforcements from four divisions arrived immediately, it would be impossible to save them.
The Eighth Route Army will never give up the opportunity to eliminate them.
"Baga, has the antenna been set up?"
Tanabe Moritake turned a blind eye to the stares of the three lieutenant generals, two major generals, and some assistant officers and staff, and looked at the busy and sweaty communications staff officer and asked angrily.
"General."
“Private Marseille, ready soon!”
The communications officer responded quickly.
After a while, the antenna was set up, the radio was turned on, and telegrams could be sent and sent: "General, you can send telegrams."
Tanabe Moritake walked to the telegraph machine and said in a deep voice: "Send a farewell telegram to the North China Front Army Headquarters immediately!"
"Hi."
Seeing this, the communications staff member was stunned for a moment, then put on his earphones and prepared to send the telegram himself.
Normally, a telegram needs to be translated into a code by a decoder before the telegraph operator can send the message. However, the Japanese communications staff can memorize the code and can send the message directly without transferring it.
This Japanese soldier can become the communications staff officer of the frontline headquarters and is a very professional telecommunications talent.
Tanabe Moritake dictated, and the communications staff sent a telegram.
"Farewell Telegram."
"Your Excellency, General."
"The Eighth Route Army dropped a large number of incendiary bombs on our position. The locust army suffered heavy losses. There has been no news of our reinforcements."
"I, Moritake Tanabe, all the officers and soldiers of the 23rd Division, the 35th Division, the 110th Division, the 4th Cavalry Brigade, and the 1st Mixed Brigade, are determined to serve His Majesty the Emperor to the death."
"Youmo Jingsan is a senior spy of the Eighth Route Army lurking in the North China Front. General, please kill this person immediately..."
The five generals and several combat staff beside him all looked at this scene with cold eyes.
Tanabe Moritake is right, although they don't want to be broken, but the current situation is not good even if it is not broken.
In the farewell telegram, Tanabe Moritake decided to trick Yumo Seizan.
If I hadn't been that idiot Mo Jingsan, I wouldn't have been reduced to pieces by the locusts.
"General, the farewell telegram has been sent!"
Not long after Tanabe Moritake finished speaking, the Japanese communications staff stood up and bowed his head to report the report.
At this time, the sound of gunfire was getting closer and closer to the cave entrance.
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