diskusbooks Chapter 290: Contest under the Sky
Chapter 290: Contest under the Sky
Under the sky temporarily shrouded by the smoke of war, the defeat of the Russian Manrek Air Force was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing waves.
After experiencing that thrilling air battle, their fleet of aircraft was like eggplants hit by frost, losing their former arrogance and dominance.
Under the sky temporarily shrouded by the smoke of war, the defeat of the Russian Manrek Air Force was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing waves.
"How did our fleet become like this?"
A commander of the Russian Manrek Air Force roared into the communicator with disbelief on his face.
There was an undisguised sense of frustration in his voice, as if he had witnessed with his own eyes the soldiers he had carefully trained falling one after another under the enemy's fire.
The continuous losses brought their morale to the bottom, and even the bravest pilots were cast a shadow in their hearts.
Shantun Ningci stood in the command post, staring at the battle report on the screen, his face as gloomy as water.
It knew very well that it was completely unrealistic to expect Omanrek to resolve the Stone Gate crisis.
"General Hata Ushichi, I am going to quickly withdraw the plaster troops stationed in northeastern Shanxi."
Hata Ushichi snorted in agreement.
Shantun Ningci had already issued an order to withdraw the troops in northeastern Shanxi, but it was not so urgent before and it was still waiting and watching.
But now, it is anxious. If it does not retreat, not only will Shimen be lost, but these large plaster troops in northeastern Shanxi will also suffer huge losses.
"Whether you are going to aid Shimen or retreating to some other place to rest, you cannot continue to stay in northeastern Shanxi!"
Yamamoto Ningci roared and urged those idiots to retreat as soon as possible.
Northeastern Shanxi, this land is like a huge chessboard, where the two sides have repeatedly fought for it, and this balance is delicate and fragile.
Although the Japanese pirates were numerous, they were at a disadvantage in terms of equipment and fighting spirit.
Big plasters don't have an absolute advantage here.
Shantun Ningci understood that as long as troops were withdrawn from northeastern Shanxi, this balance would inevitably be broken, especially if the Russian Manrek Air Force suffered a setback.
Therefore, it decisively chose to retreat to avoid becoming the next target of encirclement and annihilation.
At the same time, Fan Yingming was calmly analyzing the situation.
Although he won the air battle, he was not blindly optimistic.
The smooth flow of supply lines is the key to continuing the battle, and the troops led by Zhao Xiaobo are about to arrive, which undoubtedly adds more possibilities for the next action.
Fan Yingming knew very well that although night fighting had its advantages, it also required sufficient preparation and judgment.
So he chose to stay put and wait for the right time.
However, the Japanese pirates in Shimen did not dare to relax at all.
They were well aware of Fan Yingming's wisdom and courage, and were afraid that our army would launch a surprise attack under the cover of night.
Therefore, the Japanese pirates inside and outside Shimen City strengthened their vigilance and urgently mobilized fuel from all directions in case they needed to ignite the defense line to stop the advance of the tanks.
At the same time, they also buried anti-tank mines in key locations, creating death traps.
In order to deal with the legendary "air mortars", that is, our army's unmanned bombers, the Japanese pirates mobilized a large number of anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns to form a dense air defense firepower network.
Ranmu Shinji, the Japanese pirate officer who had witnessed the power of our army's drones, had already reported this information to Yamamoto Ningji.
If the Japanese pirates knew that our army not only had aerial mortars but also unmanned bombers capable of launching "divine birds", they would probably abandon Shimen without hesitation to avoid suffering a devastating blow.
But fortunately, our army's strategic goal has always been locked on northeastern Shanxi, not Shimen.
Therefore, our army has always maintained secrecy and restraint, and has not exposed its full strength to the enemy.
Just like this, in the fog of war, all forces are secretly wrestling, waiting for the next decisive moment.
Whether in the vast and rugged mountains in northeastern Shanxi or over the historic city of Shimen, our army's unmanned reconnaissance aircraft are as sharp as eagles, circling tirelessly in the blue sky.
They carry advanced reconnaissance equipment to capture every move of the enemy, and no subtle movement can escape their eyes.
These eyes in the sky made the battlefield seem to be covered by an invisible film. To our army, the enemy's layout and movements became clearly discernible, while the enemy was like groping in the fog, knowing nothing about our army's position and intentions.
With such information advantage, our generals, relying on their rich combat experience and keen insight, almost completely understood the enemy's strategic intentions.
When the enemy tried their best to adjust the position of the heavy artillery, trying to copy the tactics of Masahiro Utagi's past of covering with artillery fire and then quickly withdrawing, our army had already predicted their intentions.
By carefully analyzing the enemy's deployment and movements, our generals not only accurately guessed the enemy's planned artillery bombardment time, but also made arrangements in advance, using a preemptive strategy to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
At 3:50 in the morning, the sky was still dark, the stars were sparse, and the moon had quietly hidden behind the clouds. The whole world seemed to be immersed in an almost frozen silence.
The streets were empty and everything was silent. Only the occasional chirping of a night bird barely broke the silence, but it was soon swallowed up by the boundless tranquility again.
However, this tranquility did not last long.
Suddenly, the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force. A deafening cannon shot rang out like thunder. Then, thousands of cannons fired at the same time. The roars came one after another, like Thor roaring in the sky, shaking the earth and disturbing the depth of the night.
This is not just the sound of cannons, but also a battle horn, announcing the beginning of a fierce battle.
Our army's six artillery brigades, like six fire dragons ready to go, suddenly woke up under the cover of night, spewing hot and angry flames from all directions, directly at the enemy's positions.
The roar of the 155mm howitzer was deep and powerful, and every shot was accompanied by an earth-shaking movement;
The roar of the 370mm rockets cut through the sky, leaving behind blazing trails like shooting stars across the sky;
The roar of the 122mm howitzers was more direct and fierce. Their sounds intertwined together to form a majestic and tragic war symphony, echoing across the vast sky and earth.
The primary target, the enemy's artillery position, trembled under the intensive artillery fire.
Each shell was like a carefully calculated kiss of death. With swiftness and precision, they penetrated the night and hit the vital points.
The timing of this round of shelling was chosen just right, at the moment when the enemy was at its most vulnerable - the shells had just been pulled out of the ammunition depot and the soldiers were nervously installing the fuses.
However, all of this was wiped out in a series of deafening explosions. Many shells exploded before they could even be fired. The entire enemy position was instantly engulfed in flames. The heavy artillery suffered heavy losses and was almost wiped out by this sudden artillery storm.
Subsequently, our artillery quickly adjusted its targets and focused on bombarding the enemy's manpower.
The shells poured indiscriminately on the enemy's assembly area like dense raindrops. No matter where the enemy hid, as long as there were crowds of people gathered there, they could not escape the baptism of artillery fire.
Explosions rang out one after another, flames shot up into the sky, and the enemy's position instantly turned into a living hell, with wailing everywhere and life and death intertwined.
At the same time, the tranquility of the airspace was also broken. The Air Force's unmanned bombers roared in like ghosts. They silently passed through the clouds, carrying heavy bombs, swooping down from high altitudes, like messengers of death, accurately scattering flowers of death on the enemy's positions.
These bombs drew graceful arcs in the air and then fell suddenly. The shock waves and flames generated by the explosion instantly illuminated the night sky and completely shattered the enemy's hopes.
That night, although the darkness had not completely faded, the flames of war had completely illuminated this sleeping land.
On the ground, the troops seemed to be driven by an invisible force. They seized this golden strategic opportunity and launched a comprehensive and fierce counterattack like a sleeping lion suddenly awakening.
Whether they are veterans who have experienced many battles and have made great achievements;
Or the cooks and stewards who work silently and focus on logistics support on weekdays,
At this moment, everyone put down their spatulas and kitchen knives and resolutely picked up their weapons.
With a desire for victory and loyalty to the country flashing in his eyes, he rushed towards the smoke-filled battlefield without hesitation.
The horn of attack resounded through the sky, and the soldiers surged like a tide, unstoppable.
Their steps were firm and powerful, and every charge was accompanied by earth-shaking shouts, as if they wanted to completely release the long-accumulated strength at this moment.
The enemy's defense line began to crumble under continuous attacks. The seemingly indestructible fortress gradually revealed its fragile side under the fierce offensive and eventually collapsed.
The originally planned orderly retreat instantly turned into a disorderly rout in the face of such a fierce attack.
The enemy fled in all directions, abandoning their weapons and armor, and looked in a state of disgrace.
As time went on, the fighting became more intense.
By 8 o'clock in the morning, when the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on this land baptized by war, after several hours of bloody fighting, our army had pursued a full 80 miles.
This distance is almost equivalent to the length of a full marathon. It witnessed the bravery and tenacity of the soldiers and also engraved their persistent pursuit of victory.
Along the way, the enemy's corpses lay in pools of blood, and the blood flowed like a river, which was horrifying to the sight, as if nature was silently telling the cruelty and tragedy of this war.
However, both our soldiers who were pursuing bravely and the enemy soldiers who were fleeing in a panic were extremely tired and their physical strength was almost exhausted.
Faced with such a situation, our army decisively decided to stop the pursuit and ordered the troops to build defensive fortifications on the spot to consolidate the hard-earned results.
However, the smoke of war did not dissipate with the temporary victory, but instead gave birth to a new storm.
Fan Yingming's troops, an elite division known for their bravery and combat effectiveness, are ready to march out from the ancient city of Zhengding in accordance with a carefully planned strategic deployment.
Like a lion ready to pounce, it is ready to launch a decisive counterattack along the historical context of the Zhengtai Highway, facing the enemy's retreating tide.
They were like a sharp dagger, drawing a dazzling track on the vast land, pointing straight into the heart of the enemy, vowing to plant the flag of victory back on the land of Shanxi Province.
At this time, the enemy, after experiencing a series of fierce battles, was already at the end of its strength, exhausted both physically and mentally, and almost on the verge of collapse.
Their eyes were filled with despair and fear.
Facing the well-equipped and highly motivated Armored 1st Column, they could not muster even the slightest will to resist.
They could only flee blindly to both sides like headless flies.
Trying to find a glimmer of hope in this war-torn land and escape from the abyss of death.
But how could Fan Yingming's troops easily let these stray dogs go?
The roar of the tank guns shook the valley like thunder.
The roar of the 107 rocket launcher pierced the sky, carrying the breath of death, and continuously exploded on the enemy's escape route, spreading despair and destruction.
Wherever these steel behemoths went, the enemy's defenses were torn apart as easily as paper. The defeated soldiers fled in all directions, but had nowhere to escape and could only accept the judgment of fate in this symphony of steel and fire.
At 4 p.m., the sun shines obliquely on the road to victory.
All the soldiers of Fan Yingming's army returned to Shanxi Province smoothly with an unstoppable momentum.
Along the way, they not only successfully blocked countless enemies who attempted to escape, but also seized a large amount of weapons, equipment and strategic materials.
They destroyed the enemy's supply lines and logistics bases with tremendous force and truly returned with a full load.
In this battle, they not only won a direct victory on the battlefield, but also made a major breakthrough at the strategic level, laying a solid foundation for subsequent counterattack operations.