Age of Rebirth

The fierce fighting in the sky over Dafu lasted for more than an hour. The air force of the Japanese Southeast Asian Expeditionary Force couldn't support it at first. These Japanese fighter jets supplemented from Taiwan and Japan were the first time to fly south with the ** division. The fighter group of the group fought against each other. I don't know how good these pilots under Le Yiqin are. In other words, they have never suffered a disadvantage.

The only fighter group and the two bomber group that suffered a disadvantage, all went to Hades during the air battle in Yangon. There were no living Japanese pilots, so they brought their own experience. Just as Nomura thought, the Japanese pilots They are full of vigor, arrogant and arrogant, with the stupid idea of ​​being loyal to His Majesty the Emperor and the Great Japanese Empire, and the urgency to make contributions.The inferior Chinese still have planes, and even if they do, it would be good to fly them into the sky. As for air combat, the Chinese haven’t learned it yet. In the eyes of these Japanese pilots, the pilots of the Grand Division are not even rookies. It can only be a living target in the air, and an air battle with the pilots of the Empire of Japan who have undergone strict training and are armed with the spirit of Bushido is courting death!

As for the various news sent back to the country, how good or bad the Chinese pilots are, how many air teams of the Imperial Army are in their hands, and so on. The Japanese pilots who entered the Indo-China Peninsula for the first time did not believe such nonsense at all, I am afraid, Is it because of the Imperial pilots themselves?It has nothing to do with how good the Chinese pilots are, the Chinese people are just inferior races!

With this kind of momentum and mentality, the Japanese fighter pilots were overjoyed when they found out that there were fighter jets of the Grand Division and attacked them on their own initiative.Like wolves smelling blood, they scrambled to pounce on each other, wanting to be the first to shoot down the Grandmaster's fighter plane, for fear that others would take away their credit.

However, fight against the fighter pilots of the Grand Division.The Japanese pilots realized that they were completely wrong. Is this the Chinese pilot in their minds?Shit!It's like a bunch of tigers, all of them look like desperadoes, no matter the performance and flying skills of fighter jets.Or the will to fight, they are all higher than themselves. [

After fighting for a while, the Japanese pilots couldn't hold on anymore. Most of the fighters who exploded in the air or fell to the ground were their own fighters. The commander of the Japanese air formation saw the situation was not good.Request to Commander Nomura, leave the battlefield and return, "Commander Nomura, I am Major General Miki, the commander of the air fleet. My fleet and the Chinese fighter group encountered in the sky over Dafu. After an hour of air combat, the situation is very unfavorable to us. I request , Immediately leave the battlefield and return.”

Major General Miki is telling the truth, if the fight continues, his fleet will probably have to be left here.These Chinese pilots are simply not human, as long as they are bitten.Just don't try to get rid of it. If you dare to fire tens of meters away from you, Miki's plane has more than a dozen large holes in the wings. If it weren't for the wingman pilot who sacrificed his life to cover it, Miki himself might be afraid.Also became air debris.

Miki's heart became colder and colder, and Nomura could hear it.His fleet suffered a bit, and sighed, "Mr. Miki, get out of the battlefield immediately, don't get entangled, and return at full speed." As if hearing the gospel, Miki immediately issued an order to retreat. The Japanese fighters tried their best to get rid of the The fighter planes of the Japanese Army Division were entangled with their lives and fled in a panic in the direction of Hainan Island.

Nomura was wrong in his judgment. His own aircraft fleet did not suffer a little loss, but suffered a great loss. In the fierce battle over Dafu for more than an hour, the Japanese Southeast Asia Expedition Army air force left the wreckage of 94 fighter jets with injuries. Of the more than [-] planes, in terms of casualties, it has exceeded two-thirds.

When Nomura heard Miki's report of casualties, he couldn't figure out how to fight against Le Yiqin's China Air Force without losing a big defeat.What's going on here?Is the eagle in the sky of the Empire of Japan so vulnerable?Nomura was very frustrated. However, he hadn't lost all his money. Didn't he come back with more than 100 planes?

Now, the only hope is pinned on the No.70 Third Fighter Wing that intercepted the bombers of the Grand Division. I hope that Bai Chuan can create a miracle and wipe out the bombers of the Grand Division. The arrogant Le Yiqin struck hard!Take a breath out of your anger!

However, after more than 20 minutes, Nomura's little hope was also shattered. He received a report from Colonel Shirakawa, "Your Excellency, my 73rd Regiment did not find the bomber fleet of the ** Division in the Sadwa airspace. When we were about to search in the due west direction, we were suddenly attacked by the fighter jets of the Grand Division. After more than an hour of fierce fighting, our wing lost 27 fighter jets and is now on the way back.”

Nomura was almost blown out of his lungs. He was another loser. He lost half of his fighter jets. He was waiting on the necessary route for the bomber fleet of the Grand Division to return. He didn't see it. Are you blind?Nomura was like a deflated ball, unable to cheer up anymore.

It took just over an hour to increase troops and generals, to have a decent aviation team, and to destroy more than 100 fighter jets. That's half of Nomura's fortune. To describe it, it's simply bad luck, and the bad luck follows. Nomura can't blame others. If he hadn't saved that little thought and let the fleet return earlier, he wouldn't have suffered such a fiasco.

Northwest of Yangon, Yangon Town, Yangon Frontline Headquarters of the Army Division, Tang Qiuli was holding a book, half lying comfortably in the rattan chair, watching with relish, and admiring from time to time, beside Liu Xinlan A cup of tea was brewed, still emitting wisps of fragrance. It felt like being on the battlefield there, which was obviously more relaxing than vacationing.

Lieutenant General Tang Qiusheng, the deputy division commander and commander in chief of the campaign, was busy signing telegrams and documents. From time to time, he whispered instructions to Chen Feng, chief of communications, and Yang Ketian, chief of staff, while Liu Xinlan buried herself in a pile of telegrams. , without raising his head, the pen in his hand moved quickly on the paper, only occasionally glancing at the leisurely man.

The staff officers and correspondents who came in and out all consciously stepped lightly. The "tick" sound of the radio station was patchwork. On the contrary, the command headquarters was more comfortable. Everyone was busy with their own affairs. Mr. Tang Qiuli, who is leisurely, reading leisurely books and drinking tea, is gone.

The phone on the table rang quickly, Liu Xinlan walked over quickly, picked up the phone, "This is the division headquarters, who is it?" Le Yiqin's voice came over, "It's Staff Liu, I'm Le Yiqin, please You can find the commander, I have a report on the battle situation," Liu Xinlan pursed her lips and covered the microphone with a soft and polite tone, "Master, Commander Le is looking for you on the phone!"

Tang Qiuli put down the book with unfinished thoughts, and answered the phone, "Is it Yiqin?" Le Yiqin's voice suddenly amplified, causing Tang Qiuli to frown, "Teacher, I am Le Yiqin, and the Dafu air battle is over. , shot down 94 little devil fighter jets and injured more than [-] of them.

Tang Qiuli's tone was also obviously happy, "Okay, Yiqin, you Southern Aviation Group have made a great contribution this time. I have not forgotten my promise, and I will go to Myitkyina in person to celebrate the achievements of the pilots!"

Le Yiqin said: "Thank you, Commander. In addition, the bomber fleet has safely arrived at the Mengguan airspace in northern Myanmar and is on its way back to Kunming." At this point, Le Yiqin's voice suddenly became low.

"Master, Dafu Air Combat, my first fighter echelon, lost 34 fighters, 21 pilots died, and the remaining 89 parachuted successfully, and have been found by ground troops. [-] fighters were injured. Teacher, our loss is too great Already," Le Yiqin's voice was choked with sobs.

Those who sacrificed were all his subordinates. Among them, there was also a captain, an old subordinate who followed him from the northeast to the Indochina Peninsula. The relationship between the two was very deep. The sadness and sadness in Le Yiqin's heart can be imagined. You know, this is also the Southern Flying Group, which lost the most in an air battle. The big air battle in Dafu, let Le Yiqin, a tough man, never forget it.

Tang Qiuli said calmly: "Yiqin, don't be sad, the result of the three-to-one air battle, you should be proud of our pilots, if there is a war, there will be sacrifices, I will let the logistics department properly arrange the aftermath of the martyrs." It's all right, they are the heroes of Grand Master!" [

Le Yiqin felt better, wiped the corners of her eyes embarrassingly, and said: "Master, I'm just feeling panicked, what a good pilot, if you say no, you'll be gone, now you're much better, do you have any instructions? "

Tang Qiuli said with a smile: "Yiqin, what do you have behind you? Where did you set the trap? If you lose money and don't get it back, it's not your style to play Yiqin! Tell me, it will make me happy too !"

Le Yiqin admired and said proudly: "Master, I can't hide anything from you. In the Beibu Gulf, I prepared more than 200 fighter jets for the returning little devil fighter group. I promised you that I will take the little devil with you." Wings, flying offal, stewed in one spoonful! Starting today, there will be no shadow of the little devil’s plane in the sky of the Indochina Peninsula!"

Tang Qiuli said: "Okay, Yiqin, I'm waiting for the good news of your final victory." Putting down the phone, he said to Tang Qiusheng: "Brother Qiusheng, Le Yiqin did a great job. The Japanese fighter group from Hainan Island, He was beaten to the point of losing his army, and returned home in a big defeat, but Le Yiqin still has a backup, I guess, after this battle, the Japanese air force should be eliminated!"

Tang Qiusheng nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Le Yiqin did a good job. Although it is a bit risky, it is the best result to solve the Japanese air force once and for all. There is no suspense in the air battle. The annihilation of the army is only a matter of time, now, our attention should be on Ito in Yangon."

(To be continued)