my bright sword career

In August 1942, the eyes of the people all over the country gathered on a place in Shanxi called Jinzhong.

Because just two days ago, the World War II Commander's Headquarters suddenly sent a nationwide telegram. Yan Xishan, as the commander-in-chief, personally announced that he would launch a battle to recover Taiyuan. For this reason, the Jinsui Army dispatched five divisions, two divisions of the Eighth Route Army, and the Liantai militia. , A total of 10 people attacked Taiyuan from all directions.

As the east gate of Taiyuan, Jinzhong has also become the focus of the fierce battle between the two sides.

In order to defend Jinzhong, Neiji Okamura personally commanded in Taiyuan, and mobilized the mixed No.80 Sixth Brigade and the 115th Division that first rushed to Shanxi to defend Jinzhong. .

In order to defend Jinzhong, the Japanese army did not hesitate to conscript tens of thousands of people in Jinzhong, and even built fortifications and bunkers around Jinzhong by themselves. It’s just that the Japanese army’s plan was good, but of course the Joint Command would not look at the Japanese army. So calmly repaired the fortifications.

Next to No. [-] Airport in the outskirts of Liantai County, a black car was stopped by soldiers in charge of security.

The scorching sun shone on the earth, and the sight of both of them was a little distorted due to the heat.

US Ambassador to China Gao Si is sitting in the car at the moment. Under the sun, the temperature inside the car has reached nearly 40 degrees, making Gao Si the whole person as if sitting in a steam oven.

Gao Si, who couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't help shouting to Colonel Thomas, the military attache of the embassy who was negotiating with the guards outside the car: "Are those damn guards still refusing to let go?"

Thomas, who was also sweating profusely from the sun, turned his head and shook his head helplessly: "Mr. Gaosi, unfortunately, in the words of Chinese people, these guards are as smelly and hard as stones in the toilet. No matter what, they refused to let you go, insisting that if you don’t have a pass, you can only let the people inside pick you up in person.”

"This damned bastard, how dare he stop an ambassador from the great United States of America!"

Since he came to China as an ambassador, any officials in China have been respectful and respectful when they saw him, for fear of offending him. Even Chairman Jiang in Chongqing gave him three points of courtesy. This situation became even more serious after the United States declared war on Japan last year. Obvious.

But now he was shut down in this remote place, and the hot weather made Gao Si's temper very irritable, so that he burst into foul language.

"Mr. Ambassador, you know that." Thomas shrugged his shoulders: "This General Gao is now the richest and most powerful local force in China, and a little arrogance is understandable."

"May God punish this clown." Gao Si could only curse in a low voice.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait for long. A Willys jeep quickly came to them a few minutes later. When the car stopped, Doolittle, whose complexion was tanned, jumped out of the car.

After seeing Doolittle, Gao Si was overjoyed at first, then frowned, and couldn't help but blame him: "Major General Doolittle, why are you wearing Nazi military uniforms? If you let domestic reporters see You'll be out of luck when you get there."

Doolittle was a little unhappy when he heard that: "Mr. Ambassador, it has been more than four months since I led the air raid on Tokyo, you don't think I can wear a set of clothes for that long, do you?

That being the case, I can only wear whatever the boss sends out. Is there anything wrong with that?If you think it is really inappropriate, you can send a telegram to the country and ask them to send us some military uniforms. "

Gao Si rolled his eyes and stopped talking. He was crazy to send such an outrageous telegram to China.

Fortunately, Doolittle was quite kind, and took the initiative to give him a step down: "Okay, Mr. Ambassador, let's go in first, it's too hot here."

Several people got into the car, this time with Doolittle's guarantee, the guards did not stop them, and the two cars drove all the way to the airport.

Along the way, Gao Si looked at the densely packed P47 Thunder fighter jets and B-25 Mitchell bombers parked on the tarmac with a complicated expression on his face.

"Jimmy, you have been here for so long, but you still haven't figured out the origin of these planes?"

"I have no idea at all." Doolittle shook his head: "Your Excellency, you must know that even though I have been awarded the position of captain, my authority is limited to commanding operations, and I can't intervene in logistical matters at all. And do you think General Gao will tell me the most important secret to this foreigner?"

Gao Si cursed in a low voice and fell silent.

The car stopped in front of a row of brick-and-tiled dormitories, and Gao Si even saw a basketball court beside it, surrounded by people, and bursts of cheers and whistles came from time to time.

Gao Si was slightly taken aback: "You have quite a lot of entertainment here."

"That is."

Doolittle said very proudly: "Our base not only has a pilot club, but also several basketball courts and football fields. Competitions are held every month. The winning team will get a bonus of one hundred dollars each. And get a day off, how high are the lads on positive sex."

After they got out of the car, they came to Doolittle's room.

As the captain, Doolittle had his own separate room, which contained a few simple pieces of furniture besides a single bed.

Doolittle made Garth a cup of coffee and sat down.

"Mr. Ambassador, can you now tell me the purpose of coming to me this time?"

Gao Si touched his nose, "Is my purpose so obvious?"

Doolittle said helplessly: "It's not a question of whether it's obvious or not. You came all the way from Chongqing to Shanxi, so you didn't come here for coffee, did you?"

"Ok."

Now that he was seen through, Gao Si said it straight.

"Jimmy, you have been here for so long, and you should have an objective understanding of the fighting power of the Liantai militia. Can you tell me the truth about their real fighting power?"

"Real combat power?" Doolittle was startled, "Do you mean their air force or ground troops by combat power?"

Tell me angrily: "Of course it's the ground troops, otherwise do you think I would make a special trip for a few planes?"

"If it's ground troops." Doolittle pondered for a moment, "I can say that their ground troops are very powerful, at least stronger than our US Army."

Gao Si said displeased: "Jimmy, aren't your words too exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all." Doolittle said sternly, "I'll just tell you the simplest truth. One of their infantrymen carried only a bag of dry rations made of flour and 150 rounds of ammunition, and marched continuously in the mountains for one Moon, can you believe it?"

Well, read the comments this morning.

Some readers said that since there is a golden finger, why not change history.

Here A Ding can only say, Sao Nian, you are still too young, don't think that Goldfinger can do whatever he wants, you must know that there is a beast staring at Goldfinger's head.

Ah Ding can't make it too difficult for the editor, he also has to make a living, at least Huya takes good care of me on weekdays, we can't make it too difficult for him.

Some readers also said that after fighting for a long time, they are still going around in Shanxi, and they have so many people under their hands, and they are still the head of a militia, which is too petty.

I can only say that if you have read the first three books that I was dropped by 404, you will not say such innocent words.

To put it bluntly, Ah Ding can be regarded as a senior old bookworm, from Lu Ding Ji and Xia Ke Xing in junior high school, to I am a great (that) mage in the 90s, and then to so many things in the world.

In 2000, Ah Ding was a frequent visitor to Internet cafes, but other people booked nights in Internet cafes to play games, while Ah Ding booked nights in Internet cafes to read novels.

From an ignorant youth to a middle-aged uncle with a beard, I can’t count the books I have read in the past few decades. It can be said that I have witnessed the rise and prosperity of online literature, and then the current situation. It's hard to describe in words.

To tell the truth, if Ah Ding is allowed to write freely, Ah Ding is sure that his grades will be at least several times better than the current one, but this is not allowed in the actual situation, so readers, don’t embarrass Ah Ding.