Age of Rebirth

After listening to the teacher Tang Qiuli's words, the chief of staff Zhao Yuhe laughed "puchi", and Tang Qiuli couldn't understand the laughter.

Zhao Yuhe said: "Master, I think your special order to allow drinking is an afterthought. Just before I sent the telegram, I received a call from Commander Le, who had already arranged a dinner party tonight. In addition to the pilots on duty, even the ground crew participated, and it was very rich."

Tang Qiuli shook his head resignedly, and said, "This kid, give me a cut first and then play." Zhao Yuhe continued, "I'll ask him, why don't you call the teacher, why don't you just report to the teacher? Come on, send a telegram?"

Tang Qiuli asked curiously: "How did Le Yiqin answer? Could it be that he has some tricks?"

Zhao Yuhe said overjoyedly: "Commander Le said this, Chief of Staff, you don't know. As soon as I talked with the division commander on the phone, I felt nervous. Originally, ten sentences were finished in one or two sentences. I sent a telegram. It can be more detailed, and it will save you from being suspected of showing off in front of the teacher. At the very least, you can’t be criticized and said that I am cocky!" [

Tang Qiuli laughed, and said to Zhao Yuhe: "Le Yiqin, who is not afraid of anything, can also be cunning. Yuhe, call me as usual. This is our heart for the grassroots troops. In addition, tell Le Yiqin Qin, the results of this air battle will not be announced to the public for the time being, and our losses must be exaggerated to give the outside world the illusion that our air force is fighting again."

"Eat the air power of the British in one go. I don't know how Alexander feels? I'm most afraid that he will stop because of this. My Ma Gao ambush plan will fail. Let Le Yiqin feel wronged for a while and close the door first." , Have fun secretly, give Alexander the illusion of a tragic victory, continue to "confuse" the British, and, starting tomorrow, stop the bombing of the British and Indian troops."

On the night of April 26, Chahabari, India.The commander of the British Air Force Command in India, Lieutenant General Bright, angrily drove all the staff and adjutants out of the war room.Turn off all the lights, slump on the high-back chair in a daze, close your eyes, and curl up in the darkness like a ghost.

The light in the corridor penetrated through the glass on the door, reflecting Lieutenant General Bright's pale face in a dim light. It was four hours ago that the last fighter jet landed crookedly at the airport.He has not recovered from the fiasco.

It was a fiasco, an unprecedented fiasco, a fiasco that made the Air Force stationed in India completely lose the power to fight again, sent five fighter wings, 620 four fighter jets, two bomber wing, 130 five bombers, a total of more than 660 Airplane, finally.Those who flew back were only 39 fighter jets, less than half of a fighter wing, and the two bomber wing were completely wiped out.

"It's all gone. The air force stationed in India has completely disappeared over Myanmar in the Indochina Peninsula. More than 1000 excellent pilots of the British Empire have been buried like this. Tang Qiuli, you Chinese devil! Le Yiqin, you should go to hell Murderer!" Brett muttered to himself, cursing nervously, he was no longer in pain, his heart was numb, what pain is there?

Suddenly, Lieutenant General Bright jumped up furiously, and yelled at the wall: "You old bastard, you old bastard! Are you fucking satisfied with this? My air force, my pilots, are ruined in your hands." , ruined on your stupid order that even God can't forgive," the blank wall turned into Alexander's disgusting face.

Brett's eyes were fierce, and he cursed loudly. In the corridor, more than a dozen staff officers and adjutants looked at each other dumbfounded, listening to the commander's loud roar and hoarse curses in the war room, with worried foreheads I was sweating, but no one dared to go in to persuade him. The general was obviously in a state of berserk, and if he got caught, his fate would be very bad.

"Crack!" The sudden gunshot sounded particularly loud in the closed corridor, which frightened the staff officers and adjutants, and their whole bodies trembled. I didn't know that person reacted and shouted, "No! Commander Your Excellency shot 'suicide'!" A strong adjutant kicked open the door, a dozen people rushed in, and turned on the light.

That's not the case at all. Under the bright light, Lieutenant General Bright, holding a gun that was still smoking, stood there like a clay sculpture and a wooden sculpture. On the wall, there was a black On the ground, there were documents and telegrams scattered all over the place. No one dared to speak. The air in the combat room was strangely frozen.

Seeing the subordinates rushing in suddenly, Lieutenant General Brett's hollow eyes gradually focused, with a hint of anger, looking at the worried subordinates, he suddenly said viciously: "Communications Director, record the following message, General Alexander, Commander-in-Chief of the British Empire in India, and Lieutenant-General Bright, Commander-in-Chief of the Air Force."

"All the fighter planes of our air force, according to your order, were lost in the fierce battle with the Le Yiqin Department of the Air Force of the Independent Division in the airspace of northern Myanmar this afternoon. Only 39 fighter planes returned, of which 23 were damaged in battle. Sorry, the Air Force will continue to provide air cover for your troops."

At 26:[-] p.m. on April [-]th, in a forest east of Xinduo in the Hukang River Valley in the northern part of Myanmar on the border between India and Myanmar, General Alexander, the commander of the British Army in India, was looking at Lieutenant General Bright with an ugly expression. Telegram, from the bottom of his heart, Alexander was so shocked by Bright's telegram that he almost jumped up.

Of the more than 600 planes, only 39 came back, and 23 could no longer be used. That is to say, there are only [-] fighter jets available for the entire Air Force stationed in India. How is this possible?Alexander's first reaction was that that cowardly fellow, Bright, was deliberately exaggerating his losses, in order to avoid future battles, and lay the groundwork for his own strength.

After calming down and thinking about it, I felt that it was impossible. For such an important matter, that idiot Brett should not have lied about it. He lost the battle so badly, and lost almost all of the Air Force’s property. Judging by the tone of his telegram, Seemingly resentful towards himself, Alexander couldn't help getting annoyed, he lost the battle, it's none of my business, how can he say it was because of my order?

What Alexander was thinking about was whether to take this opportunity to get rid of this Brett and replace him with his confidant?Thinking about it carefully, it feels wrong. It’s not Brett’s responsibility. It’s not so big. It’s just that the timing is wrong. It's not a good opportunity to move Brett!

Moreover, from the disastrous defeat of the air force, Alexander thought of the ground troops. Without air cover, Tang Qiuli's hundreds of bombers would definitely not have a good time throwing bombs on his head all day long. For the first time, he told himself The plan to aggressively attack the northern Burmese region gave rise to a trace of anxiety, which gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.

Although three-quarters of the Hukang River Valley has been passed, if we look back at this time, there is still time. Although we are absolutely unwilling, Alexander has considered the issue of withdrawing to the East India after all. For the British general in the army, it was a sleepless night. Various thoughts and judgments were constantly intertwined in his mind.

On the night of April 26, at about [-]:[-], the office of General MacArthur, the commander of the US military headquarters in Southeast Asia and the South Pacific, was still brightly lit in Manila, the largest city on Luzon Island. [

MacArthur and General Stilwell, Chief of Staff of the Headquarters, sat facing each other. Their expressions were not very good-looking, and the atmosphere was a little tense. Obviously, the conversation just now made neither of them very happy. The staff members came in and out. The footsteps should be as light as possible, for fear of annoying the two giants.

The cause of the incident was also related to the big air battle that took place in northern Myanmar this afternoon. The U.S. military stationed a liaison officer among the British troops stationed in India. The news of the disastrous defeat of the British air force stationed in India was reported to the It happened to be the chief of staff, General Stilwell, who was on duty. After receiving the telegram, he was so surprised that the cigar in his hand fell to the floor.

He hurriedly found out the telegram about the progress of the British and Indian troops sent back by the liaison officer a few days ago, and read it carefully. The more he read, the more Stilwell frowned. The Indian army entered the Hukang Valley for a few days, except for one day of fierce fighting in Xiduo.He did not encounter strong resistance from Tang Qiuli's troops.

Based on Stilwell's understanding of Tang Qiuli's character and the combat effectiveness of the independent division troops, this is very abnormal. According to the conventional style of play, as long as Tang Qiuli deploys part of the main force in the Hukang River Valley, Alexander will never It will be so easy to advance hundreds of kilometers. The terrain conditions of the Hukang River Valley are originally conducive to defense.

And Tang Qiuli showed weakness like this, allowing Alexander's troops to enter unimpeded. If there is no conspiracy in it, he would not believe it if he killed Stilwell. On the contrary, he is a cunning and cunning man who is about to put his opponent to death. When things go wrong, there must be deceit!

What about the Japanese, how arrogant they were in the Indochina Peninsula, how arrogant Ito Yanzaburo was, and fought against more than 40 British and Burmese troops. , huddled in a corner of Singapore, the navy and air force suffered heavy losses, and the Third Fleet became the spoils of war for the Chinese.

In Stilwell's mind, the combat power of the British and Indian troops who have never been on the battlefield and seen blood is not even as good as that of the British troops in the Indochina Peninsula back then. Competing against an opponent like Tang Qiuli would be more dangerous than good. Thinking of this , Stilwell couldn't sit still anymore, clamped all the documents and the telegram together, and hurried to MacArthur's office.

(to be continued) (to be continued...)