Age of Conquest Reborn

Le Yiqin was very depressed. In his opinion, since the ** Division Aviation and Southern Flying Group joined the Myanmar battlefield, except for the two air battles that killed the Japanese Southeast Asia Expeditionary Force Air Force in the airspace of the South China Sea,

, I never let go of my hands and feet and fought happily. Every time the aircraft group attacked, the division commander gave a lot of restrictions. They were not allowed to explode this way and were not allowed to fight that way.

Just like Sun Wukong wearing a tight spell, he can't let go. Today's attack is still the same. The division commander emphasized in the telegram, "The purpose of the Southern Flying Group's combat is not to inflict heavy damage on the Japanese army, but to force the Japanese army to speed up their retreat and

Give up the attempt to block attacks during the retreat south, so as to reduce obstacles for the main force of the division to move south. Therefore, the attack range of your aircraft group must not exceed the Japanese rearguard."

Look at this order, it makes people feel uncomfortable. If there were no such restriction, Le Yiqin would have absolute confidence. The people who were blown up by the little devils would be turned upside down, and their flesh and blood would fly everywhere. Not many people would be able to reach Yangon alive, and none could compare to Myanmar Airspace.

The sky is safer now. The Japs' planes were so scared that they hid in several major airports and stayed behind closed doors. If the division commander had given orders, those shabby airports, including the Yulin base in Hainan, would have been turned into ruins without a single sight.

A little devil's plane.

"Damn it, go to hell!" Le Yiqin gritted his teeth viciously and fired a string of machine gun bullets, beating several Japanese soldiers to pieces. As if it was not enough, he chased after another car until the car was beaten to pieces.

After the fight, the whole body was covered in smoke and fire broke out everywhere, burning into a ball of fire. Then he reluctantly pulled up the phone and circled it in the air to observe the battlefield.

Everything that should be left behind was left behind. However, it was very unsatisfying. This was only the size of a squadron of the Japanese army. It seemed that the little Japanese had learned the lesson wisely. After several days of pursuit and bombing, the Japanese troops who served as rear guards became more and more organized.

As I got younger and younger, I became depressed just thinking about it. I released a flock of eagles. I only shot a few grass chickens, but they didn’t even have enough fuel money.

After finishing this bit of work today, Le Yiqin was about to give the order to return home when he suddenly discovered that several fighter jets, obviously not satisfied with the fight, were chasing forward. Looking at the flying posture, he knew that they were the newly assigned ones.

Several trainee pilots, he yelled angrily: "What are you doing? Come back here, you forgot the order, today's combat mission is over, return immediately!"

Le Yiqin got off the plane and went to Kunming Airport. He gave those novice pilots who almost violated the division commander's orders a good training and even made a fuss about it. Except for those novice pilots, they were trained until they were red in the face.

In addition, the other veteran pilots couldn't help but snicker. They all knew where the commander's evil fire came from.

After walking around the headquarters for a few times, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Le Yiqin picked up the phone and called directly to the division headquarters in Myanmar. It happened that the person who answered the phone was Liu Xinlan. Before Liu Xinlan could ask, Le Yiqin

She said in a loud voice: "I'm looking for the teacher." Liu Xinlan was stunned for a moment. She had received countless calls from the teacher, and they were all very polite. She had never seen anything like this, and she got angry as soon as she opened her mouth.

Liu Xinlan said softly: "Hello, who are you? If you have any urgent military affairs, I can report it to the division commander." Le Yiqin became even more angry. The rookie who came there, in the past, heard that it was her own movement.

Go find the teacher immediately. Are there any questions? "I am Le Yiqin, you are the one. Don't be nagging and go report to the teacher."

Liu Xinlan has never heard of such an arrogant and unreasonable person. Anyone who comes to the division commander Tang Qiuli is a senior officer and should have the minimum courtesy, but she still said: "I'm sorry, sir, I am the division commander's new confidential staff officer Liu Xinlan

Second Lieutenant, according to regulations, I cannot report to the division commander without knowing the content of your military affairs."

The voice was soft and very pleasant, but to Le Yiqin's ears, it sounded like he was deliberately making things difficult, "It's urgent military affairs, let's talk about airplanes, do you understand?" Liu Xinlan was speechless for a while, who is this? Le Yiqin

He got impatient and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and go!"

Just in time, Tang Qiuli came in and saw Liu Xinlan with a red face, holding the phone receiver, almost crying with grievance. He happened to hear Le Yiqin's roar, frowned, and took the phone, "Le Yiqin?"

? You are so angry!" Strangely enough, Le Yiqin on the other end of the phone became so angry when she heard the teacher's voice that she ran out of the sky. Her angry expression was replaced by a smiling face.

He quickly replied, "No, Commander, I have something to ask you. The new staff officer is ignorant, and even I don't know." Tang Qiuli became angry when he heard this, and said, "Okay, you are happy, Commander."

The reputation of an official can be overwhelming. You command nearly a thousand planes, and the way you speak is different. You are so arrogant. How dare you lose your temper with my confidential staff officer?"

When Le Yiqin heard this, his scalp went numb. He knew the teacher's temperament very well. If he spoke in such a tone, it meant that the boss was very dissatisfied. He didn't know who this female confidential staff officer was. He allowed the teacher to behave like this.

He teased himself and said quickly: "No, sir, I really have something important to do with you."

Tang Qiuli said with a cold face: "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. This is a military line, not your dedicated line, Le Yiqin." Le Yiqin said hurriedly: "For such a commander, our fleet should expand the bombing range. What do you think?"

, more than a hundred aircraft were dispatched, and it was just a small bite each time. It was really not enough. This battle was very frustrating, and the pilots below reacted very much."

Tang Qiuli sneered and said: "Really? I don't think it's the pilots who are reacting badly, but you, Le Yiqin, are causing trouble yourself. Okay, don't you think it's enough? From tomorrow on, stop attacking the Japanese rear guards.

"Bombing, the Southern Flying Group is waiting for the next order from the division commander," without waiting for Le Yiqin to react, the phone was put down.

She smiled at Liu Xinlan and said: "It's Commander Le Yiqin of the Southern Aviation Group. He thinks the war is not good enough and he's coming to get angry at me. Don't worry about it." Liu Xinlan could hear the conversation between the two.

It's clear as day, it's aggrieved and funny at the same time

, this arrogant music commander, who commanded nearly a thousand aircraft, had the talent to lose his temper, but in front of the man in front of him, he looked down like a primary school student, saying that one thing is suppressing another, it's not like that.

Not necessarily, maybe that’s the charm!

Kunming, the Southern Flying Group Headquarters of the Air Force, Le Yiqin held the phone blankly, and there was a blind beep sound in the receiver. He suddenly looked at his face and slapped him, "It's all because of this bad mouth.

You said you have nothing to do, why are you calling me like this? It’s a good time, I don’t even have a chance to eat a small bite of meat, so I’m unlucky!”

On October 19, after several days of rapid retreat, Ito and the remaining troops of Japan's Southeast Asia Expeditionary Force finally saw the outline of Yangon. At this point, Ito finally felt relieved and looked back on the days of retreating from Mandalay.

It was simply a nightmare. Although there were no ground troops of the Army to pursue them, the Air Force planes that had been following behind them all day long continued to inflict major or minor blows to their own troops.

Ito still hasn't figured out what Tang Qiuli's real intention is. He thought carefully about it. Tang Qiuli had the opportunity to encircle his troops. If nothing else, he just had to flank Mandalay's ** division troops and push back the troops.

All access to Yangon was cut off, and his main force rushed out from the direction of Mogok. He and more than 200,000 soldiers would not be able to escape even if they had wings.

Also, if the hundreds of aircraft of the Japanese Army carry out interception bombings along the way and blow up all the bridges, they will not be able to catch up halfway. Even if they are not completely annihilated, they will be severely damaged. However, all of this is

This did not happen. The dispatched troops safely withdrew to Yangon at the cost of minimal casualties every day. Why is this?

Precisely because he couldn't guess Tang Qiuli's thoughts and couldn't tell what the Chinese devil would do next, Ito was even more worried and unsure of what to do. In addition, he was worried that he had disobeyed military orders and evacuated to Yangon without permission.

Knowing how to handle his own affairs at the base camp, Ito was troubled both internally and externally, anxious and worried, and fell ill.

On the hospital bed, Ito supported his body and arranged the defense of Yangon while waiting for the decision from the base camp. Unexpectedly, the base camp remained silent, even after receiving his detailed report on the reasons for the entire retreat.

After that, there was no attitude, and no military boss passed on even a little bit of news through private channels.

The actions of his mortal enemy Tang Qiuli were unpredictable. The base camp remained strangely silent, with an ambiguous attitude and indifference to him. None of this was normal. Two big knots were entangled in Ito's heart, and the shadows in his mind were lingering.

Later, his condition became more serious. In Yangon in October, there was an abnormal air flowing.

On October 23, the ** Division troops pushed into the Bago, Yangdong, and Daizhi lines north of Yangon. More than 500,000 troops came overwhelmingly, with murderous intent, and the army pressed down on the border. The entire city of Yangon, all

The Japanese troops were all in a state of panic. They were on tenterhooks all day long, preparing to face the thunderous blow of the Japanese division troops.

Judging from the battle layout, the Japanese troops stationed in Yangon seem to have no other way out except jumping into the Andaman Sea. Anyone can see that the Japanese Southeast Asia Expeditionary Force is just trying to survive in Yangon.

, the situation in Indochina seems to have become clear, ending with Tang Qiuli's complete victory.

Faced with such a drastically changed situation, the Indochina Peninsula has a new owner. All parties are ready to take action and want to get one last chance. Of course, except the Japanese, they are thinking about how to defend Yangon and Tang Qiuli's Myanmar.

The battle headquarters then moved to Yangdong.

On October 24, Tang Qiuli welcomed several special guests at the Yangdong headquarters, including the special envoys of the Allied Forces in Burma and the field observation group. Moreover, they were all old acquaintances of Tang Qiuli.

(To be continued...