Age of Conquest Reborn

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After hearing Chen Feng's report, Tang Qiuli was slightly startled, "Brother Qiuquan called? Based on the time and speed of the fleet's departure, the current location of the fleet should be south of the Zhongsha Islands, and it is not close to the Nansha Islands.

What's the emergency?" According to the plan, it is not a special situation. For the sake of confidentiality, the fleet is not allowed to contact the command center when it has not arrived at the designated location.--/--/

Tang Qiuli put down the phone and did not answer the telegram in Chen Feng's hand. Instead, he glanced at the officers in the room and said in a stern tone: "Everyone, please remember, we are not peace ambassadors, nor are we anything.

International Red Cross personnel, but we are not murderous

Executioners, speaking of humanity, who should score the points? The purpose of the Bloody Hands, the predecessor of the Japanese Army, is not to take Japanese prisoners. From Northeast China to Myanmar, my order remains unchanged. I hope everyone will remember this. If you are that

If you feel that my order is unacceptable to you, you can apply for retirement."

The sharp eyes made these young staff officers feel chilled in their hearts. Most of these officers joined the army from various universities when the ** Division went to the south. They were not familiar with the consistent practices of the ** Division.

I don’t know, they also discussed in private, how many big battles our troops fought with the Japanese army, why have we never seen any Japanese prisoners of war?

It turned out that they were all killed, and the culprit was the domineering young division commander in front of them. Huge waves arose in the hearts of the staff officers. Some did not dare to look into Tang Qiuli's eyes. Tang Qiusheng broke this slightly solidified feeling.

atmosphere, he said calmly, "Let's go to work!"

Tang Qiuli took the telegram from Chen Feng's hand and said, "The division pointed out that after our fleet entered the waters of the Zhongsha Islands, we found a Japanese reconnaissance aircraft following us. Carrier-based aircraft were dispatched to intercept and kill them but failed. Judging from the escape direction of the Japanese reconnaissance aircraft, we suspected it was a Japanese reconnaissance aircraft.

"Reconnaissance aircraft of the Japanese Air Force on Hainan Island," this is a very ordinary telegram reporting the situation. It is just a Japanese reconnaissance aircraft.

But Tang Qiuli knew his cousin's temperament very well, and he must have suspected something, otherwise, he would not have sent such an irrelevant telegram out of boredom. "Is it a reconnaissance plane from the Japanese Navy's First Fleet?"

He secretly guessed, and couldn't help but feel nervous. If that were true, it would be a big threat to the fleet.

Although the current strength of the fleet is not afraid of any Japanese fleet, Tang Qiuli still can't bear to fight. The reason is very simple. The capital is limited. The Japanese have four major fleets, and he is just this treasure. The loss

Sorry.

Tang Qiuli thought for a moment and said to Chen Feng: "Call back, Commander Tang of the Navy Fleet. The call has been received. Your fleet will continue to move in according to the original plan and can reconfirm the return destination of the Japanese reconnaissance aircraft. If it is the Japanese Navy's first

First fleet, the original combat plan is cancelled, the fleet returns to Zhanjiang military port, remember!"

Tang Qiuli did this for the sake of safety. He did not want Brother Qiuquan's fleet to encounter any fleet of the Japanese Navy. Of course, he just raised a suspicion. According to various intelligence, the South China Sea area.

Apart from the crippled Third Fleet, no other Japanese fleets were active.

Lieutenant General Nomura, commander of the Japanese Yulin Air Force Base Headquarters in Hainan Island and commander of the Southeast Asia Expeditionary Force Air Force, was sitting on a chair with blank eyes like a half-dead man. The communications officer scooped up a call record in his hand. He was very atmospheric.

Those who dared to come out stood bowed and solemn. There was only one sentence on the record, "We were ambushed by a Chinese fighter group!"

That's all, the time, location, the airspace, and the size of the ambush China fighter group were all missing. What's even more bizarre is that this alarm call was not sent by the formation commander Major General Miki.

After seeing this call record, Nomura rushed out of the headquarters without the grace of a general and drove to the airport. At the end of the runway, he looked up at the western sky and looked at it for a while. On the blue sky, except for a few

A thin cloud, a few seabirds occasionally flying over, nothing. The November sea breeze from the South China Sea blew the corner of Nomura's windbreaker, and his back was so desolate and lonely.

The large group of officers behind him looked at the commander's motionless back, feeling boundless depression and loneliness. Looking through the autumn water, Nomura did not hear the roar of the engine, nor did he see even the shadow of a fighter plane landing.

For more than an hour, Nomura stood stiffly like this. No one knew what the commander was thinking at this moment. Only Nomura knew in his heart that his air force was finished again.

The air battle was lost, fuel and ammunition were exhausted, and they were ambushed midway. Nomura knew what the result meant, but he was unwilling to believe the result. All the fighter jets of the air force were dispatched, but none of them returned.

More than an hour had passed, and the white clouds were still floating in the sky indifferently. Even the seabirds were nowhere to be seen. Nomura was completely desperate.

He returned to the headquarters as if sleepwalking, asking for the call records, hoping to find out the reason, but they chatted for more than ten words and did not provide him with any information. This was already the second time that the Air Force had lost everything.

It was a disastrous defeat, but this disastrous defeat meant that Lieutenant General Nomura's military career was completely over. There was no chance for him to turn around. Without Ito Genzaburo adding fuel to the fire, the base camp would not let him go.

In his own hands, he destroyed more than 800 aircraft of the empire twice. Even if the base camp opened up and forgive himself, Nomura felt that there was no need to live. He was ashamed of the Empire of Japan and His Majesty the Emperor. For a long time, Nomura's

The eyes moved dullly, making people feel a little bit alive.

He ordered in a hoarse voice: "Communications officer, report the war situation to the base camp and the aviation department of the General Staff truthfully. In addition, invite the chief of staff." The communications officer agreed and went out. Nomura was explaining his funeral arrangements.

The telegram was sent. This evening, the special envoy from the base camp will escort him back to Tokyo. There, there is a group of high-ranking and powerful people who want to eat their bosses and make the final decision on their fate.

Major General Takahashi, Chief of Staff of the Air Force, walked in lightly. Looking at Nomura, who had aged more than ten years and looked haggard in just over two hours, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, "Commander, Commander!

"Takahashi shouted softly.

Nomura turned his head as if he had just woken up from a dream, looked at his loyal assistant, and said in a hoarse voice: "Takahashi-kun is here, I was escorted back to Tokyo, and the new commander has not yet arrived. You

Taking over the position of commander of the air force, you have to be responsible for the empire's air force!" In fact, Nomura knew in his heart that the so-called responsibility was nothing more than taking care of his family and not letting that damn Le Yiqin take over his home.

The air force no longer has much capital. It only has more than 160 bombers and a group of reconnaissance aircraft. The air force without fighter jets is just hiding in front of the house, waiting to be slaughtered. Nomura does not want to increase his sins. This

The words had the meaning of entrusting an orphan. Takahashi discovered that when the commander said these words, he seemed to be sleepwalking, his eyes were distracted and he could not focus.

Takahashi felt sad. He was able to reach where he is today because of Commander Nomura's appreciation. It was a blessing. He didn't want his backer to collapse like this, but Takahashi had no way to save it.

This result.

He came here now not only because the commander summoned him, but also because he had an important situation to report, "Commander, according to the report of the Second Squadron of the Reconnaissance Aircraft Group, in the waters south of the Zhongsha Islands, which is more than 500 nautical miles away from Hainan Island.

, discovered a fleet, this is a photo taken by a reconnaissance plane."

Nomura's eyes became a little angry and he asked: "Takahashi-kun, what do you mean?" Takahashi replied: "Commander, this is an opportunity. The fighter group of the Japanese Army will compete with our imperial fighter group one after another.

After two large-scale air battles, there is no possibility of taking off again, and this fleet cannot be an army of the Imperial Navy, but can only be a Chinese fleet."

Nomura listened attentively, and Takahashi continued: "There is no Imperial fleet operating in that area. Although the photos taken by the reconnaissance plane are very unclear and cannot tell the specific situation, I conclude that it must be the China fleet. If

, our aviation fleet can carry out a devastating blow to this China fleet, and even completely destroy this fleet, Commander, it will be of great benefit to change your current situation!"

The sparks in Nomura's eyes flickered, then dimmed, and he said dejectedly: "Takahashi-kun, your idea is good, but we have lost all our fighter jets. There are only four wings of bombers, and there are no fighter escorts. The bombers

We will be attacked by fleet carrier-based aircraft, and we cannot conduct air strikes against a fleet. Thank you for your kindness!"

Takahashi became a little anxious and said: "Commander, we haven't yet made it clear whether this China fleet has aircraft carriers. If not, it will not pose a threat to our bombers. If there are aircraft carriers, let's determine the number.

Make plans again, otherwise, you will lose a great opportunity to make up for your mistakes!"

Nomura was tempted and lost all the fighter jets. Although it was an unforgivable crime, if he killed a Chinese fleet, it would not only make up for his fault, but also have extraordinary significance. The value of hundreds of fighter jets and a fleet, the big guys in the base camp

In my mind, it is absolutely different. Not only will I not be punished, but on the contrary, I might be a blessing in disguise.

To say the least, even if they could not be absolved, the Chinese people would have to pay a heavy price and leave sadly. Nomura was unwilling to accept it. Takahashi was right. This was an excellent opportunity, even for Le Yiqin.

After discovering my bomber group taking off, he had no time to intercept it. He rushed from Myitkyina to the Zhongsha Islands. Le Yiqin's legs were not that fast or that long!

This time, let me see how the Chinese devil Tang Qiuli and his old rival Le Yiqin stopped my actions?

(To be continued)

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