Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 819 Confrontation

Following the 229th Brigade Commander's agreement, several officers in the conference room stood up and clamored to seek an explanation from the Army Aviation Department.

Chief of Staff Abe Fangguang quickly advised, "The bomber group was in a critical situation. If we didn't abandon our ammunition and auxiliary fuel tanks and turn around to retreat, once we were surrounded by enemy aircraft, we would probably be wiped out. The air force had no choice but to do so!"

"Your Excellency, the Air Force's fighters and bombers are very expensive, and training pilots takes a lot of time and money. We managed to get 10 back this time. If they hadn't done that, I'm afraid not even a single one would have made it back!"

The commander of the 229th Brigade was immediately displeased when he heard this. He shouted, "Chief of Staff Abe, I like what you said. Do our ground troops deserve to die? Why didn't they drop bombs and auxiliary fuel tanks on the opposing positions? Why did they drop them on our own positions instead?"

"It's too late now," Abe Fangguang could only laugh.

"Okay, stop talking. We will never forget the losses the Air Force caused us this time. They shouldn't think that without the support of the Army Air Force, our 38th Division can't fight!"

At this point, Sano Tadayoshi swept a sharp gaze over the crowd and said, "I've decided to launch an attack on the British positions on the other side of the river early tomorrow morning. I want to show those air force guys that we can get in without their bombing!"

"Tomorrow morning, at 6 o'clock, we'll have dinner. At 7 o'clock sharp, the 229th and 230th Brigades will launch simultaneous attacks from the east and west. I want you to capture the British positions and advance into the new area in one fell swoop!"

"Hello!" The two brigade commanders immediately stood up and nodded in agreement.

"As for the 228th Brigade, your mission is to hold the western front, block any possible attack from the Chinese Army, and serve as a reserve force!"

"Hayi!"

Because the situation was tense, Zhang Yunhe did not go home at all and slept directly in the headquarters at night.

Just as the sky was getting light that morning, Zhang Yunhe was awakened by his staff officer: "Commander, wake up! The front line called and reported that something is wrong with the Japanese positions on the other side of the river. They may launch an attack on us!"

Zhang Yunhe immediately got up, put on his clothes, and looked outside. Seeing that it was getting light, he said, "Go call the flight squadron and have them send two reconnaissance planes over the Japanese positions to see what they are doing. Also, scout out the location of the Japanese heavy artillery positions!"

"Yes, sir!"

Without brushing his teeth or washing his face, Zhang Yunhe arrived at the command center. The command center was already a busy scene with the constant ringing of telephones and beeping of radios.

Zhang Yunhe raised his wrist to check the time. It was already 6:20. He immediately said to the combat staff, "Call Yang Xiong, the commander of the first regiment on the front line, and ask him if the soldiers have had breakfast. We must make sure everyone has a full meal before the battle begins!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yunhe called over another staff officer and instructed, "Call the logistics support department and convey my orders. They must keep the logistics supply and communication lines open. I want to be able to call the company headquarters at the front at any time. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

The staff officer who called the front-line commander Yang Xiong returned with a report: "Commander Yang said the soldiers are having breakfast and it will be over in ten minutes at most. It seems that the Japanese troops on the opposite side are also distributing food!"

Zhang Yunhe nodded and ordered, "Give me Captain He of the Artillery Regiment."

"Yes, sir!"

The call was quickly connected. Zhang Yunhe walked over, picked up the phone, and said, "Captain He, this is Zhang Yunhe. Although we have a large number of artillery pieces and powerful firepower, they cannot be easily consumed. The Japanese 1st Artillery Team is not a pushover either. Before the Japanese heavy artillery positions are exposed, you must not reveal your position first!"

"Your artillery regiment is our last trump card. If our front lines require artillery support, each regiment and battalion generally has its own artillery. If we want to use your artillery regiment, we must first consult with the headquarters, and the headquarters will issue orders to your troops!"

"Yes, sir, I know what to do!" said Captain He on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Yunhe asked again, "By the way, what was the name of the commander of the Japanese 1st Artillery Regiment?"

"My surname seems to be Bei Dao, but I'm not sure what his specific name is."

"Okay, let's call him Bei Dao. Be careful with this guy!"

"Yes, sir"

Just as he hung up, the phone next to him rang, and the combat staff officer picked up: "Hello, Merchant Corps Armed Command! What? Okay, got it!"

After hanging up the phone, the operations staff immediately turned to Zhang Yunhe and reported: "Sir, the reconnaissance plane reported that the Japanese were mobilizing on the other side of the river. It seems that they are about to launch an attack!"

"Have you discovered the location of the Japanese heavy artillery positions?"

"no!"

Zhang Yunhe immediately said: "Call the air defense forces, radar stations and front-line command posts, and prepare to strike hard at the enemy!"

"Yes, sir!"

At 7 o'clock sharp, the mortars and the battalion-level Type 92 infantry guns on the Japanese positions began to show their power, and the whistling sound of the shells flying in the air came from far away.

"Defend against artillery, defend against artillery!" The squad leaders and artillerymen on the merchant corps' armed position shouted anxiously when they heard the shrieking sound. The soldiers took their guns and rushed into the sturdy and solid anti-artillery caves one by one as quickly as possible.

There were also bursts of shouting and yelling from the positions of the British, Indian and Canadian troops, and the soldiers ran towards the anti-artillery holes in chaos.

In comparison, the soldiers of the merchant corps were much more disciplined and orderly.

"Boom boom boom..." Explosions sounded on the positions on the south bank of the river, smoke scattered, and dirt and debris flew everywhere.

At the Merchant Corps' armed frontline headquarters, Corps Commander Yang Xiong used a telescope to observe the artillery explosions on his own side. He then glanced at the enemy positions across the river and asked, "Has the observer spotted the location of the enemy's frontline artillery?"

"I saw some, but not all. The Japanese front-line artillery is placed in the trenches. They will move away after they finish firing. It is difficult to destroy all of their front-line artillery!"

"Damn it, use the infantry artillery to fire three rounds at the Japanese positions and beat them to death! Regardless of how many of them can be killed, at least their offensive rhythm must be disrupted. Tell the artillery to move the artillery positions immediately after the shooting, so as not to be wiped out by a few shots from the Japanese!" Yang Xiong ordered.

"Yes, leader!"

"Boom, boom, boom..." The artillery on the armed front of the Merchant Corps was also deployed. One after another, the artillery was dragged into the trench and fired at the Japanese positions on the other side of the river. After three rounds, the Japanese who were gathering to prepare for the attack were blown to tears and screamed for their parents. In order to avoid the bombardment, they scattered in all directions.