Age of Conquest Reborn

Major Lu Xishan, commander of the night bomber formation of the Southern Flying Group of the ** Division Aviation, led the formation around a high mountain. What he saw in front of him almost gave him an illusion.

In the jungles and open spaces on both sides of the Hukang River Valley, there are piles of burning bonfires everywhere. In the dark night, there is no more conspicuous target than this. Lu Xishan's heart is beating wildly uncontrollably. This task is too great.

Are you relaxed? In the dark Hukang River Valley, the British and Indian troops were clearly exposed in front of him. He had an unreal feeling.

When the commander issued the order, Lu Xishan still didn't believe that the British and Indian soldiers were not fools and could guide their bombers to the target. Now, he believed it and admired Le Yiqin. The commander was really

With his miraculous calculation, how did he know that the British and the Indian soldiers were camping with a bonfire?

Lu Xishan calmed down and immediately called the base air commander, "No. 1, No. 1! Nighthawk 001 reported that the target was found. There were bonfires everywhere. It was a spectacular sight. Please tell me if you want to attack immediately?"

Le Yiqin laughed proudly and said, "What are you waiting for? Let's start the fight. If you wait a little longer, these bastards should escape!"

Lu Xishan grinned and hurriedly ordered: "Attention, all teams, disperse the attack according to the predetermined plan!" After hearing the order, the captains of more than fifty bombers pressed the nose of the aircraft and immediately entered the bombing route. In their eyes, there were only

Bonfire, this is a once-in-a-lifetime fucking opportunity. During training before, the targets we blew up were all dead targets. This time, let's take these British guys and Indian soldiers and make a good show of them!

When the ** division's night flight fleet just passed Xinduo, all the British and Indian officers and soldiers, including Alexander, had heard the roar of the aircraft engines. Alexander raised his head suspiciously and looked at the dark sky in the east.

There was nothing in the night sky except the hazy stars covered by thin clouds.

However, there are roaring sounds coming from there. Is it going to rain? Is Alexander against himself? If one thing goes wrong, everything goes wrong. If you are unlucky, all kinds of troubles will come to your door!

No one thought that it was the night flight group of the Japanese Army, and it was the King of Hell who came to claim his life. It was no wonder that Alexander lacked vigilance. In history, in the early days of World War II, air force aircraft of various countries basically performed missions at night.

It was a fantasy, and navigation equipment had not yet reached that level. Only in the later stages of the war, when various new technologies emerged one after another, did night navigation become a simple matter.

Chief of Staff Adams also heard the increasingly dull roar, but his attention was not on the sky. He hurriedly called a few guards over and ordered: "You guys, set up the tent for the Commander immediately!"

While several guards were busy at work, Lu Xishan's bomber group had already reached the top of his head. Alexander looked at the black shadow falling from the sky and was so shocked that he even forgot to lie down to avoid the air attack. How could this be possible? Tang

Qiu Li's bombers can also be dispatched at night? My God, isn't this an illusion?

Of course it was not an hallucination. With a shrill scream, countless small black dots fell from the dark night sky. In the blink of an eye, orange-red flames exploded on the ground, accompanied by a huge explosion.

In the night sky, the Hukang River Valley immediately became noisy, and steel and flames became the main colors of the night.

The bomber crew members of the ** Division were almost overjoyed. Next to a campfire, there was a circle of British and Indian soldiers. There was no more obvious landmark than this, even better than during the day.

After identification, a heavy bomb was dropped, and the bonfire exploded in all directions, like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night sky, with little sparks and the limbs of British and Indian soldiers scattered in the Hukang River Valley.

The afterglow of the bonfires flying everywhere exposed the figures of the fleeing British and Indian soldiers in front of the pilots. Bombs chased each figure and exploded. The camp of the British and Indian troops became a sea of ​​fire.

The hell of death, this is without the use of "Buddha's Light" napalm bombs, otherwise, the night bombing alone could kill half the British and Indian soldiers!

In less than an hour, more than fifty night-flying bombers of the Southern Flying Group sent tens of thousands of British and Indian soldiers into a night of terror. Lu Xishan issued an order, "Attention all crews, start returning!"

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The captains pulled up the bombers and looked back again. The Hukang River Valley was full of fire, and they left with unfinished thoughts. From Lu Xishan's earphones, bursts of joyful voices came, "Nighthawk 001, you spread out again.

Good luck. Go back and treat your brothers to a drink!" "Come on, let's just call him Lao Lu. You guys have been doing a lot of good things recently. I'm afraid the day when you will be branded as a lieutenant colonel is not far away!"

Le Yiqin was in the air control room, listening to the voice from the loudspeaker. She was overjoyed and said to the Chief of Staff Dong Ningxuan: "Chief of Staff, how about it? It's not an air attack. The aircraft of our Southern Flying Group only need to

When you go out, you don't have the habit of coming back empty-handed. By the way, what these guys say makes sense. Among the dozens of captains, there are not many with the rank of major, right?"

Dong Ningxuan thought for a moment and replied: "Commander, there are nine other people, but they are all not very qualified. You also know that in our army, it is difficult to be promoted to the first military rank. Even the division commander level cannot be passed.

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Le Yiqin waved her hand and said grandly: "Others can hold back. Lu Xishan's military rank must be promoted. He fights twice a day, captures prisoners in the sky, and blows up the camp at night. His actions are extraordinary. Don't worry about this matter. I'll ask the division commander for help."

Go, staff officer, notify the canteen to add more meals and make it more sumptuous. After the night flight formation comes back, the chief of staff and I will treat them to drinks!"

The bomber group of the ** Division disappeared into the endless night sky, leaving behind burning trees everywhere, messy campsites, broken corpses, painful wails of wounded soldiers, and panicked figures still running aimlessly.

It showed that the horrific scene just now did not dissipate as the bombers of the Japanese Army left.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood shrouded the jungle. Alexander got up from the ground and felt a sharp pain in his left leg. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground. A piece of shrapnel mercilessly penetrated the commander.

On his left thigh, bright red blood soaked through his military pants. Under the flickering firelight, the irregular edges of the shrapnel shone with a cold metallic light.

Alexander was not so lucky this time. The bombing came too suddenly and unexpectedly. No one expected that the bomber group of the First Division would carry out a fierce air attack at night against the Indian army's campsite, and the guards had no time to cover it.

, a blockbuster bomb that cost the lives of several guards and made Commander Alexander an honorable casualty.

The pain on his body was far less severe than the pain in his heart. He was hit again and again, each time, destroying Alexander's confidence. Without air supremacy, night should be the best cover before he could change his march.

However, Tang Qiuli's viciousness, his top general Le Yiqin's ferocity, and unexpected attack methods shattered all Alexander's hopes.

It is impossible to move during the day, and there is no peace at night. With twenty-four hours of bombing, day and night, what kind of army can withstand such a density of air attacks? The only way is to not have any firelight when marching at night, otherwise

, Tonight’s nightmare will be repeated every night in the future, but can the morale and physical strength of the soldiers support marching without any lighting, eating dry food, drinking cold water every day?

No matter what, Alexander had to go on despite holding on to his breath, so Chief of Staff Adams buried another batch of corpses of soldiers, leaving thousands of wounded behind, and left in panic in the endless night.

A place of horror.

However, there was an extra stretcher in the marching team of the British and Indian troops who were groping forward dejectedly in the dark night. Commander Alexander was lying on it with a pale face. Chief of Staff Adams could leave any wounded person behind, but only

If we cannot abandon Commander Alexander and leave him as a prisoner to the Chinese, then this unit will really be completely ruined.

In the next few days, the British and Indian troops spent the day and night bombings by Le Yiqin's bombers. Every day, Le Yiqin would send several formations to conduct search operations along the Hukang River Valley.

Bombing, even a single figure during the day or a spark at night, will lead to heavy bombs falling from the sky.

The day and night movements of the British and Indian troops were completely restricted. The distance they retreated every night was only about twenty kilometers. The time spent avoiding air attacks far exceeded the time spent marching.

Tang Qiuli, who commanded twelve brigades, was not in a hurry to catch up. He hung far behind Alexander and kept a distance all day and night without fighting a single battle. However, the troops became a reception team and accepted people one after another along the way.

There were seven to eight thousand wounded soldiers of the British and Indian troops, especially the leading regiments of the 9th Brigade and the 10th Brigade, which were the leading troops. They were simply extremely annoyed.

These wounded British and Indian soldiers who knew that there was no other way to survive were smart and had a strong sense of survival. They hung up white flags early on the high ground beside the highway, and the weapons in their hands were piled neatly, waiting.

They were waiting for the Chinese soldiers to capture them, and they also understood that those officials who abandoned them were afraid of dragging them down and being caught up by the Chinese soldiers.

Instead of waiting to die here, it would be better to be captured by the Chinese, and maybe there would be a way to survive. With this mentality, the wounded soldiers of the British and Indian Army, and the military doctors and nurses who stayed behind, were somewhat hopeful**

Soldiers from the division, hurry up and catch up to take them away from this terrible place.

As they wished, the Chinese soldiers really arrived. These wounded soldiers and doctors and nurses from the British and Indian Army greeted them with smiles as if they were seeing their relatives. However, Xiao Jinshan and Fang Yuanshan, who were leading the team, were confused.

While clearing your head, do you feel guilty in your heart?

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