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The Japanese planes have arrived, and in the distant sky, small black dots are gradually growing larger, becoming visible as they approach.
The Kuomintang Army, which had just captured the position, began to panic. They had never encountered an air raid before; during the domestic war, planes were rarely seen, and even when they were, they were reconnaissance aircraft—old biplanes made of wood that had no combat capability and merely pretended to be active in the sky. Over the past two days, they had continuously heard about the power of Japanese planes.
Some people, having heard about the might of Japanese aircraft, frantically searched for cover to hide. Weapons were scattered everywhere, and without any anti-air training, they did not know where the best hiding spots were. They all rushed into the trenches, anxiously staring at the sky.
There were also some bolder individuals who were not intimidated by the Japanese planes. They stood atop the trenches, looking up at the approaching Japanese aircraft. They thought these planes would behave like the Japanese Army's reconnaissance aircraft from that morning, which could only perform low-altitude strafing. Many of them raised their rifles and began to aim at the increasingly close Japanese Army planes.
Temporary Command Post
"Regimental Commander, the Japanese planes have arrived!" The Regimental Staff hurriedly ran into the shelter from outside.
Hu Lian was carefully studying the map on the table, his brow furrowed. He was puzzled by the movements of the Japanese Army today and needed to analyze their operational plans closely in hopes of uncovering some clues.
"How many have come?"
"Regimental Commander, the forward observation post reports that there is one squadron of bombers and fifteen fighter planes, totaling forty-five aircraft, with one minute remaining until they reach our positions."
Hu Lian suddenly raised his head: "How can there be so many? Isn’t there only one regiment of Japanese Army directly opposite us? Where did this squadron come from? Let’s go out and take a look."
"Regimental Commander, the Japanese planes are about to arrive; you can't go out!" The Regimental Staff quickly stepped forward to try to stop him.
Hu Lian waved his hand: "If a bomb drops from a Japanese plane, this command post will be blown up just like a grave. It’s all the same everywhere; if you’re afraid of dying, stay here."
Hu Lian took his binoculars and quickly walked to the trench next to the command post to closely observe the nearby Japanese Army planes.
"Indeed quite a show of force; it seems the Japanese are overestimating me, Hu. A whole squadron of bombers—this doesn’t feel like it’s aimed at me."
The Regimental Staff nodded: "Regimental Commander, could it be that they are targeting our Division Headquarters or artillery battalion?"
"Maybe we should call the Division Headquarters and have them prepare for air defense. Wait, no, that's not an Imperial Japanese Army plane! It's Japanese Naval Aviation! The Japanese fleet is coming! Quick, notify the Division Headquarters, inform the frontline troops to stop construction immediately! We need to attack Luodian Town, everyone push forward and take Luodian! Hurry!"
"Regimental Commander, what about the orders from Division Headquarters?"
"Take Luodian! Luodian will be our position. No wonder the Japanese are retreating so quickly; it turns out they wanted to trade a few naval gunshots for my entire regiment. Their calculations are truly remarkable!"
"Understood! Regimental Commander."
At One Team's position
"The Regiment Headquarters has ordered to take Luodian!" Brothers, everyone who can move, grab your weapons and charge with me!"
The acting Company Commander, holding a Light Machine Gun, shouted into the trench and led the charge towards Luodian not far away. Behind him, the urgent sound of a charge horn echoed.
"Tie Zhu, get up! We're going to battle! Hurry, keep up." Wang Shunliu packed his things, patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder, and directly placed a steel helmet on Tie Zhu's head.
Tie Zhu had just been sitting in the trench for a while and was almost asleep. He was too exhausted; everything that had happened today left him mentally drained. Drowsily, Tie Zhu heard what seemed like Shunliu Brother calling him and rubbed his eyes: "Brother? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Didn't you hear the charge horn? Let's go, it's battle time!"
Upon hearing the words "battle," Tie Zhu finally woke up as the urgent sound of the charge horn became clear in his ears.
Grabbing his weapon, Tie Zhu crawled out of the trench with Wang Shunliu: "Weren't we just told to build fortifications? Why are we fighting again? Aren't there Japanese planes above us? Isn't this sending us to our deaths?"
After saying this, Tie Zhu looked up at the sky. The Japanese planes were almost directly overhead, flying low; over forty aircraft formed a formation that blocked out a small patch of sky.
Gunfire began to erupt ahead; it sounded like the crack of Japanese Type 38 rifles.
The Nationalist Army's charge was sudden; the Japanese were unprepared. Many Japanese soldiers were gathered in small groups chatting with each other, some waving at friendly aircraft in the sky, while others were resting with their eyes closed while holding their rifles.
In the eyes of these Japanese Soldiers, the Bomber from their side was right above them. Would the Chinese Soldiers be foolish enough not to hide in the trenches and instead run out into the open to be bombed?
The Japanese were somewhat unprepared. When the Nationalist Army charged within a hundred meters, they had just entered their defensive positions and hurriedly opened fire.
The Japanese Bomber also flew over the heads of the Nationalist troops, but it seemed they did not see the Nationalist forces on the ground and flew past without dropping a single bomb.
The outer defenses of Luodian were not far from Luodian itself, only eight hundred meters away; a charge could easily reach the town.
The Japanese garrison consisted of about three understrength companies, totaling around five hundred men. The position at Luodian Town did not have much defensive strength, only a small squad of Japanese soldiers and three Heavy Machine Guns.
The Japanese who entered the position began to organize effective resistance. Although there was only a small squad, the three Heavy Machine Guns blocked the entrance, causing significant casualties for the Nationalist Army.
Battalion Commander Liu Daquan of the Third Battalion lay on the ground, his mouth full of dirt, shouting at the nearby Squad Leader, "Squad Leader, are you blind? What are you doing lying there? Help me blow up that Japanese Machine Gun Position!"
The Third Battalion had already lost dozens of soldiers here, all shot down by the Japanese Army's heavy Machine Gun Position sixty meters away. Most of the remaining soldiers were pinned down and unable to raise their heads.
"Yes, Battalion Commander! You guys help throw grenades over here!" The Squad Leader got up, handed his gun to a nearby soldier, and rolled into a small shell hole not far away. He received several wooden-handled grenades and tied them together with some straps before connecting them with a long rope.
"One, two, go!" The Squad Leader raised his hand and spun it around before letting go. A bundle of grenades flew toward the Japanese Army Position due to its tremendous inertia. (This is true; it's not made up. I heard this story from an old soldier who used this method to blow up Japanese Machine Gun Positions. However, that soldier who threw the grenades was shot dead by a Japanese soldier as he raised himself to spin the grenades for acceleration.)
"Boom!" A huge explosion erupted in front of the Japanese Machine Gun Position. Although the grenades did not land directly inside the Japanese Machine Gun Position, their power still killed the Machine Gunner and Ammunition Loader on duty there.
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