my bright sword career

Faced with Gao Hongming's rhetorical question, Yang Aiyuan suddenly realized that he had made a big mistake, and he seemed to be too impatient.

There was silence in the lounge, everyone including Yang Ai fell into silence.

Looking at Yang Aiyuan, who was sweating on his forehead, and Gao Hongming, who was silent, Sun Chu became anxious and wanted to explain something for his old boss, but he didn't know how to do so.

Sun Chu knew in his heart that it would be a lie to say that Yang Aiyuan did not have the idea of ​​spying on the Liantai Flying Corps, but it would be unrealistic to say that he wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

After all, are you all fools? Everyone knows how difficult it is to support an air force of a certain size.

The air force is no better than the army. Don't look at the majesty and majesty of the planes in combat. A few planes can even overturn a position, but in fact the planes are very fragile when they are on the ground.

Whether it is aircraft maintenance, pilot training, daily fuel consumption, ammunition consumption, ground crew training, etc., it is an astronomical figure, not to mention that the price of an aircraft that can cost hundreds of thousands of oceans can make most people discouraged .

Otherwise, with the financial resources of the national government, it would not be able to support less than [-] old-type aircraft before the war, and among the [-] old aircraft, only half of them could fight.

The reason why Yang Aiyuan said this was because he wanted to fight for the right to speak about this precious air power, but what he didn't expect was that Gao Hongming mercilessly slapped him back as soon as he said his words He didn't give him any face as the deputy commander.

Looking at the face-changing Gao Hongming, Mr. Liu and Political Commissar Heping also seemed to see clearly for the first time this partner who was always smiling and generous.

Commissar Ping cast a look at Commander Liu, as if to say: Did you see that, this little brother is not simple, he turned his face when he said to the deputy commander of the theater.

Mr. Liu, who has worked with him for many years, of course understood what he meant, and winked: Who made this deputy commander so blind? Can't help it.

Perhaps because he realized that if this atmosphere was allowed to go on, the friendly atmosphere established by the two sides would immediately fall apart, so Sun Chu hurriedly said haha.

"Brother Gao, don't get me wrong. Mr. Yang doesn't mean anything malicious, what he means is that he hopes that the command efficiency of the joint headquarters can be simpler and faster, so as to avoid buck-passing.

We all know that the Flying Corps was created by you alone, and it is also your painstaking effort. This is well known to the general manager. Officer Yang just said that, and there is no other meaning. Don't misunderstand. "

"Yeah, yeah, brother Cuiya is right." Yang Aiyuan also hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong, Commander Gao, who doesn't know that the flight team is your lifeblood, that's what I said just now, absolutely nothing The meaning of spying."

Gao Hongming naturally understood that Yang Aiyuan didn't mean that.

If the deputy commander-in-chief of the dignified World War II area didn't even have this kind of city, he wouldn't be able to get to where he is today. The reason why he said such unstandard words just now is actually a temptation.

Everyone knows that the recovery of Taiyuan is a large-scale battle, and the number of troops participating in the battle will reach more than [-], and even hundreds of thousands will not be ruled out in the future.

In such a large battle, the amount of air support required is also very amazing.

Don't look at the number of planes in the Taiwan-connected flight corps reaching more than 200, but once it is evenly distributed among the troops of nearly 10 people, it will not be enough.

Then the problem came, once the battle started, there were requests from ground troops for air support everywhere, and there were only so many planes, which troops to support became a big problem.

In the past, when there were only the Liantai Militia and the 129th Division, more than 200 aircraft could still handle it, but now that there are nearly 115 troops from the 200th Division and five temporary divisions of the Jinsui Army, these more than [-] aircraft are not enough. .

Once there are multiple places calling for support at the same time, the wartime command of the flight corps becomes the top priority, and the reason why Yang Aiyuan appears to be so substandard is to fight for the Jinsui Army of the five divisions that are about to enter the war. support.

Seeing Yang Aiyuan who had regained his composure and was staring at him eagerly, Gao Hongming's heart suddenly moved. Perhaps Yang Aiyuan's gaffe just now was intentional, and his purpose was to win more air support during the war.

Thinking of this, Gao Hongming's heart trembled, the art of war is arrogant, and soldiers must be defeated. If he really underestimated him because of what happened just now, he might have played into his hands.

Or because of a soft heart, in the future battles, intentionally or unintentionally, the air power will be slightly tilted towards the Jinsui Army, even if a few more batches of air support are sent, the benefits will be too great for the Jinsui Army up.

"Tsk tsk... These old foxes are too cunning. You really need to be careful when dealing with them in the future, otherwise you will suffer a big loss someday."

Gao Hongming's vigilance was secretly raised in his heart, and then he practiced Tai Chi, saying some ambiguous words, which sounded extraordinarily enthusiastic on the surface, but in fact they were all polite words, which made Yang Aiyuan very depressed for a while.

"I spent so much effort to sell miserably, but I still haven't taken the bait. What a little fox!"

The two sides cursed at each other for the same animal, but they all smiled again, and after discussing some general directions of the troops, they went back to rest.

What... troop movement, garrison, and direction of attack?

Sorry, that's the job of the staff officers. As commanders, they are only responsible for the general direction.

But even so, many things still require them to make decisions in person, so much so that the group even ate dinner in the lounge.

After dinner, the oldest Yang Aiyuan and Mr. Liu already looked tired.

Born in the 12th year of Guangxu, he is already 56 years old this year. Today, after driving for a long time and discussing with a group of people for a long time, he has long lost his energy.

Although Mr. Liu is six years younger than Yang Aiyuan, he was not in good health after being injured several times in his early years.

Seeing such a situation, Gao Hongming took the lead in proposing to go back to rest first, and talk about it tomorrow if there is anything to do.

Commander Liu Heping and the political commissar left the headquarters and returned to the residence assigned to them to rest. After the two sat down, the orderly quickly brought them tea.

After drinking a few sips of hot tea, Mr. Liu felt better.

He leaned back on the chair and smiled to Commissar Ping, "See, our originally harmonious atmosphere is about to turn into intrigue."

Commissar Ping waved his hand indifferently: "The instructor once said that fighting against the sky is infinitely fun, and fighting against people is endlessly enjoyable. As long as there are people, fighting is inevitable. At worst, let's stay with you to the end."

"Haha...you can see it then!"