Chapter 408: Republic of China: Starting from the First Class of Whampoa Chapter 418 Tears of the Remnant People Exhausted in Devil D

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

Speaking of the composition and source of this batch of transport aircraft.

This airborne operation deployed a total of thirty DC-3 transport aircraft, carrying out Xia Guo's first-ever paratrooper combat mission in history.

This batch of DC-3 transport aircraft was developed by Douglas Company and is a civilian model.

One aircraft can carry twenty-two fully armed paratroopers; thirty aircraft launching together can deliver 660 elite paratroopers onto the heads of the Japanese Army in one go.

The two thousand soldiers of the Airborne Regiment were divided into three echelons, like three sharp blades, preparing to plunge into the flesh and blood of the Japanese Army in Shanxi in succession.

From Luoyang to Fenglingdu, the air journey was no more than half an hour.

Adding return and loading time, Lv Muzhi planned to complete one delivery every one and a half hours, delivering the entire Special Airborne Regiment into Shanxi within five hours.

As for the source of these aircraft, they were not bought by Lv Muzhi with money.

Back then, after the stock market crisis, Lv Muzhi actively repurchased and added to his holdings of United States stocks.

Although Lv Muzhi, through adding to his holdings, got himself onto the board of Douglas Company.

But purchasing aircraft as a commercial act still required spending a huge fortune.

Douglas Company's quoted price for a single DC-3 was as high as one hundred thousand US dollars; thirty aircraft was a huge expenditure of three million US dollars.

If converted into silver dollars or legal tender circulating domestically, it exceeded the level of ten million yuan.

Not to mention the specially matched pilot training and ground maintenance.

These expenses, for Lv Muzhi who now commanded three hundred thousand troops, should be saved wherever possible, otherwise it was very easy to go directly bankrupt.

After the full-scale outbreak of the War of Resistance, the domestic craving for overseas supplies had reached an almost insane level.

Whether it was special medicines urgently needed in wartime, or dignitaries and nobles going abroad for inspection, strategic material transport, air transport became the most efficient means of transportation.

Lv Muzhi keenly captured Douglas Company's ambition to open up the Xia Guo market, and gave it a push.

The Air Transport Company was established under Lv Muzhi's mediation, and fifty DC-3s entered the Xia Guo market in a grand manner.

And the person in charge of the Xia Guo market was precisely Lv Muzhi's father-in-law who called the wind and summoned the rain in the business world.

Usually, these aircraft flew back and forth on routes, transporting precious supplies and dignitaries, earning domestic legal tender gold bars and silver dollars.

But in Lv Muzhi's eyes, these transport aircraft were essentially military property that could be armed and put into action at any time.

This time, he directly, in the name of "emergency material transport," reached out to his father-in-law to "borrow and transfer" thirty aircraft.

Simply put, the aircraft applied to this airborne operation were civilian commercial aircraft, or company property, purely "borrowed and transferred" by Lv Muzhi from his father-in-law.

It was not that the aircraft could not be bought, but that borrowing and transferring offered better cost-performance.

Lv Muzhi finally collected thirty usable DC-3 transport aircraft for executing the airborne operation.

As for whether Douglas Company would pursue the matter afterward, Lv Muzhi temporarily put it out of his mind.

What was most important right now was for his own army to enter Shanxi as soon as possible.

Since the money for buying aircraft was saved, the paratroopers' equipment could not be spared.

This was a Special Airborne Regiment fully armed with American equipment.

The individual firepower configuration of the Airborne Regiment, viewed across the entire Asian battlefield, belonged to a nearly outrageous degree.

Taking a standard paratrooper platoon as an example, it was divided into three combat squads below.

Each squad leader was issued a. 45 caliber Thompson submachine gun, that Chicago Typewriter for reaping the lives of devils in close combat.

And ordinary squad members were all equipped with M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles.

This rifle maintained accuracy while possessing extremely high rate of fire and good power, capable of forming continuous fierce firepower suppression.

In terms of supporting firepower, machine gun firepower had to be discussed.

To take into account the mobility of paratroopers, among the three infantry squads of the paratrooper platoon.

Two squads were each equipped with one BAR Browning Automatic Rifle.

And the remaining squad was actually a firepower squad.

Carrying one M1919A4 model machine gun, responsible for firepower suppression at medium and long distances.

These paratroopers not only held the best in their hands, but also wore shiny paratrooper boots on their feet, and had an M1911 Browning pistol tucked at their waists.

This head-to-toe armament made every landing paratrooper a mobile small arsenal.

Some of them even carried a thick bazooka on their backs, specifically to deal with Japanese Army fortifications and tanks.

Three kilometers northeast of Hanyang Town.

Over the wilderness here, more than six hundred pure white parachutes were descending slowly, and more than six hundred fully armed elite paratroopers were about to land.

Inside Hanyang Town, students at a small school building were attending class; the rolling cannon fire from Fenglingdu in the distance came again, and the students were destined to have no quiet desk.

Elementary school teacher Mr. Chen stood before the lectern, looking at the Japanese Army enslavement slogans posted on the wall, his eyes full of bitterness.

The slogans read: 【We are originally brothers of the same script and race, should maintain friendly relations and preserve East Asian peace (I spit!)】

The textbooks on the desks had already been altered by the Japanese Army and traitors beyond recognition, completely poisonous textbooks that poisoned people's hearts.

On the wall above the blackboard hung a portrait of Tian Huang.

Cannon fire rumbled from the direction of Fenglingdu; whether teachers and students, or the soldiers and civilians in the town, had long been accustomed to it.

Mr. Chen looked toward the direction of Fenglingdu, closed the window, and whispered softly:

"The tears of the remnant people are exhausted in the devil dust; looking south toward the royal army, another year..."

"If we don't fight back soon, these children will all be taught badly!"

Mr. Chen closed the window, feeling in his heart that today's gun and cannon fire was somewhat off, and the commotion was too great?

Not sure, listen carefully.

But discovered the combat seemed to be right outside the town!

The gunfire was extremely dense.

Unlike the dull, faint sounds from the direction of Fenglingdu, the distance of this gunfire was clearly very close—the engagement was nearby!

The children in the classroom were in chaos, fear written all over their little faces.

The elementary school principal suddenly pushed open the door, panting, ran in, and called out:

"Teacher Chen! Quick, take the children to the cellar in the rear courtyard and hide!"

"Principal, what's happening outside the door?"

"The National Army... the National Army has fought back again!"

Mr. Chen was first stunned, then helplessly said: "Who knows how long they can hold out this time?!"

"Children, come with me to the cellar, we'll continue class there, learn something different, okay?"

Outside the town, defending Hanyang Town was a reinforced squadron of the Japanese Army, plus a Puppet Army squadron, totaling over three hundred troops.

This place had an excellent geographical location; twenty kilometers to the south was Fenglingdu, and eight kilometers northward was Puzhou, a key town garrisoned by the Japanese Army, with Hanyang Town sandwiched in between.

The main force of the Japanese 37th Division was garrisoned seventy kilometers to the northeast in Yuncheng.

Therefore, this place should have been as stable as Mount Tai as a rear area.

Japanese Squadron Leader Kimura looked at three kilometers away in the distance; the sky was filled with dense parachute flowers, his mind hadn't yet reacted to what they were, once thinking they were Xia Guo troops air-dropping supplies to the wrong place, or else dropping bombs.

After all, paratrooper operations were still something few understood in the Japanese Army system.

Rat-tat-tat!

Kimura was considering sending someone to check.

Several BF109 Fighters flew over, launching strikes against the Japanese-Puppet Army outside Hanyang Town.

This caused Squadron Leader Kimura to urgently order the use of the 25mm Machine Cannon equipped in the town to carry out anti-aircraft operations.

Thinking of the parachute flowers in the distant sky, Squadron Leader Kimura, in the midst of his busyness, sent someone to check the specific situation.

After a while, a Sergeant came to report with a soot-stained face: "Hundreds of Chinese enemy troops have appeared in the Northeast Direction, very fierce! My small detachment was almost totally annihilated!"

"What? Fenglingdu hasn't fallen yet; where did these Chinese troops drill out from?"

Kimura was hysterical, thinking of the milky-white parachute flowers he had just seen in the sky, and said suspiciously: "Could they have fallen from the sky?"