It was extremely busy in the field hospital. Everyone ignored the little boy, Bai Xiaohei. Since it was his first time doing such an intense activity in the morning, he was a little tired. He actually slept very comfortably and deeply.
After an unknown period of time, he vaguely heard the voices around him become very loud. The panicked voices rose and fell, and he opened his eyes in a daze.
A few people in military uniforms were shouting," The Japanese planes are coming! Hurry up and evacuate the wounded!”
What? The Japanese planes are here again?
Bai Xiaohei was shocked and quickly stood up from the corner. He saw that many people in the field hospital were panicking, but they were not panicking. They quickly moved the wounded and protected the medicine and medical equipment.
Looking up at the sky, Bai Xiaohei saw the Japanese plane flying toward them.
The Japanese planes were easy to recognize. There was a big red sun pattern printed on the tail of their planes. Even if they were far away, they could still be easily recognized.
1,2,3......
The little black man stretched out his fingers and counted. He did not expect that there would be 24 planes this time. It was three times as many as in the morning. Eight planes were already a heavy loss for them, so what about 24?
No, Bai Xiaohei felt that he had to leave this place immediately. At any time, the enemy's field hospital would be a target for bombing. It was too dangerous to stay here.
Bai Xiaohei quickly ran out of the 132nd Division's field hospital and tried to get as far away as possible.
The Japanese planes were approaching again. This time, he realized that the twenty-four planes did not look the same. Eight of them were very heavy, as if their stomachs were especially big, and they were flying very slowly.
Big belly?
Bai Xiaohei suddenly remembered that in the book that the system had given him, there were pictures and descriptions of all the equipment in World War II.
This plane was a bomber.
A bomber was a type of aircraft that specialized in air-to-ground combat. It had almost no aerial combat ability, but its ground attack ability was equivalent to four fighter jets.
Because the ammunition compartment of the bomber was very large, it was filled with bombs. Bai Xiaohei didn't know how many bombs each of the eight bomber planes carried, but it was definitely a lot.
Soon, the Japanese plane arrived above Zhang Village. Then, the bomb fell.
This time, Bai Xiaohei finally felt what a bomber was. Under the escort of 16 fighter planes, eight bomber planes flew over Zhang Village without any fear.
Every time they passed by, there would be a series of bombs. For a total of six cycles, the bomber would drop four bombs every cycle.
These 100 plus bombs fell in the narrow area of Zhang Village and exploded. The losses caused were immeasurable.
Zhang Village 132nd Division temporary command center.
The 29th division's vice commander and instructor, Tong Linge, and the 132nd division's commander, Zhao Dengyu, had already received the news of the enemy's planes coming to bombard them. Their faces were filled with bad luck. It was obvious that they were very worried.
The best way to deal with airplanes was still to use airplanes. However, the national army had airplanes, but because of the Generalissimo's passive policy, the airplanes had not been dispatched yet.
"Give me a call. I want to talk to Beiping Airport!”
Tong Linge shouted loudly.
Damn it, we have a plane, but we're not allowed to use it.
Tong Linge was blaming Chairman Jiang in his heart. Although he had repeatedly stressed not to escalate the situation, they were not the ones causing trouble now. The Japanese army was about to completely occupy Beiping.
"Deputy Commander, I can't get through to you!"
A communications soldier in the command post looked at Tong Linge anxiously by the phone. He had already called a few times, but he could not get through. In this situation, it was very likely that the phone line had been blown up.
Tong Linge walked over and scolded fiercely,""Bastard, the telephone line must have been blown up. If the phone can't be connected, send me a telegram!”
The signalmen in front of the telegram finally reacted. They quickly operated the telegram in front of them and contacted Beiping Airport.
What they didn't know was that the Beiping Airport was attacked by the Japanese army on the night of the 27th. All the defenders of the airport were killed, and the plane fell into the hands of the Japanese army.
After a moment, the signalman put down his earpiece and looked helplessly at the commanders. He stood up and said,""Sir, we can't contact Beiping Airport.”
"Could it be that Beiping Airport was destroyed by the Japanese army?”
Zhao Dengyu, the commander of the 132nd Division, said softly. This possibility was very high.
"It seems that the Japanese army was prepared. I told them long ago that there's no need to negotiate with them. They should have just declared war like the Red Army.”
Tong Linge took off his military cap and slammed it on the table.
"Isn't that so? If we had fought earlier, we wouldn't have been so passive.”
Zhao Dengyu sighed. At this moment, he felt extremely vexed. If he had been prepared for battle earlier, things would not have ended up like this.
The 132nd Division only had about 8,000 soldiers, but the 29th Division had more than 8,000 soldiers. This time, the Japanese army had no intention of fighting.
Since they could not contact their own planes, they could only wait for the enemy planes to drop all the bombs.
Tong Linge thought that it would be the same as the last time, but he was wrong. The Japanese army's bombardment this time lasted for a full hour.
After the plane left, Tong Linge issued an order in a daze to let the various departments calculate their losses.
Twenty minutes later, the loss report reached the command center.
The losses were heavy. More than 1,000 people died in the bombing and 2,000 were injured.
The bombing was not over yet. After the plane left, the Japanese army's field artillery, which had stopped firing for an hour, opened fire again. They operated the field artillery and tilted the shells at Zhang Village. This fight lasted for another half an hour.
At 11:34, the moment the enemy's artillery shells ended, the Japanese army launched another attack.
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