Age of Conquest Reborn

After reporting these situations in a low tone, the Colonel and Chief of the Operations Department of the Aviation Northern Flying Group looked wordlessly at the commander, Major General Liu Cuigang, who rested his elbows on his desk and held his head in his hands without saying a word.

He understood the commander's mood at the moment. After all, since stationed on the Jinzhou front line, the troops had never suffered such heavy casualties, almost two fighter regiments, and what caused Liu Cuigang heartbreaking pain was not the loss of fighter jets.

The number is the fifty-two pilots who died, and the whereabouts of the eleven pilots are unknown. The fighter jets are lost and can be replenished at any time, but the pilots were sacrificed, which is their biggest loss.

After a while, Liu Cuigang calmed down and said: "I know the casualties of the troops, let's talk about the results of the battle!"

The director of the Operations Department was refreshed and his tone became much higher. He reported: "Starting from ten o'clock this morning, I mixed the fleet and began to attack the Japanese fleet. I planned to sink fifteen Japanese warships of various types. After that, I

During the air battle, the fighter formation shot down a total of 208 Japanese fighter jets."

"Starting in the afternoon, in the waters of Liaodong Bay, our four fighter regiments fought against two Japanese fighter wings, shooting down a total of 85 Japanese fighter jets. In the battle in the airspace of the Western Liao River Basin, we shot down a total of 123 Japanese fighter jets.

According to all statistics, in this large-scale air battle, all the fighter and bomber units of our group sank a total of fifteen Japanese warships and 416 fighter jets. The battle loss ratio between the enemy and us was four to one!

"

After listening to the report of the Minister of Operations, Liu Cuigang did not express too much excitement. No matter how you look at it, the result of this air battle is a huge victory for the Northern Flying Group. The Third Air Force of the Kwantung Army

, was almost crippled, and even if it recovered, it would take a long time. This also completely changed the balance of enemy and friendly air power in the airspace of western Liaoning, Liaodong Peninsula, and Liaodong Bay.

Liu Cuigang stood up from behind his desk, folded his hands on his shoulders, and said to himself: "A hundred little Japanese pilots can't replace me as a pilot!" Then his tone became serious, and he said to the director of the Operations Department: "Notice

Go down, and the commanders and captains of each regiment will go to the conference room immediately to summarize the battle. There should not be such a big loss, and we must find out the reason! By the way. Have the results of the battle been reported to the division commander?"

The director of the operations department replied, "Commander, before reporting to you, I have reported it to the division commander in accordance with regulations!"

Liu Cuigang nodded and was about to speak when "Ding, ding, ding!" the phone on his desk rang rapidly. Liu Cuigang grabbed the phone and asked, "This is the Northern Flying Group Commander's office, where are you?"

The calm voice of the division commander Tang Qiuli came from the other end of the phone, "Cui Gang, are you confident? Your tone seems unhappy. I have seen the battle report. Four hundred Japanese troops were killed in one battle."

Multiple fighter jets, fifteen warships, a four-to-one record, already surpassed Le Yiqin, why, after a great victory, what else is there to be unhappy about?"

Liu Cuigang's nose felt sour, and he stood at attention and replied: "Commander, Cuigang dare not be complacent. In this battle, the army lost nearly two regiments of fighter jets, sacrificed fifty-five and twelve pilots, and eleven more are missing. A battle

, the losses of the troops were so great, I couldn’t be happy, and I was about to hold a battle summary meeting for the troops participating in the war to review the losses!”

Tang Qiuli pondered for a moment. He understood Liu Cuigang's mood at the moment very well. He was not the same. Whenever a comrade died, he would be depressed. However, this kind of emotion should not be a reason to deny his achievements. At this point, Liu Cuigang

The psychological endurance was weaker than that of Le Yiqin. In the battles in Indochina, West Indies and later in the escort battles for the American and British troops, Le Yiqin's troops also suffered losses every time.

The overall casualty situation of the Southern Flying Group is much higher than that of the Northern Flying Group. However, Le Yiqin's attitude is to turn the grief of each comrade's sacrifice into the next battle, more fierce and fierce, as long as there is

In war, there will be sacrifices. Tang Qiuli didn't want this emotion to affect Liu Cuigang's commanding ability in the future. Because he wanted to try his best to avoid casualties in the troops, he tied his hands and ended up becoming a conservative or even fearful commander, which destroyed him.

's future.

Tang Qiuli originally wanted to enlighten Liu Cuigang a few words, but then he thought, this cannot be explained clearly in a few words, so he should have a detailed discussion with him after tonight's celebration banquet, "Cuigang, the results must be affirmed.

Yes, in this way, Deputy Commander Liu and I will spend our own money to host a banquet at the largest restaurant in Jinzhou City for the commanders of each flight regiment and all the captains of your army, including the captains of the ground support department, at eight o'clock sharp!

"

Liu Cuigang's lips trembled a few times. His mood was very complicated. He was grateful for the division commander's actions and the huge casualties of the troops were weighing heavily on his heart. While hesitating, Tang Qiuli said again: "I am grateful to those fierce generals in the air under you.

I’m very interested. With a record of four to one, there must be many exciting stories!”

Liu Cuigang felt the concern of his division commander. He stood at attention with a "Pah!" and said loudly: "Commander, please rest assured that all officers above the level of captain of the Northern Flying Group will attend the division commander's banquet on time!"

Putting down the phone, Liu Cuigang said to the director of the operations department: "The order has changed. All officers in the group and above the level of group captain will all attend the celebration banquet held for us by the division commander and deputy division commander Liu tonight. Tell them to dress up!"

"The division commander and deputy division commander are giving us a banquet?" the director of the operations department repeated in confusion, looking at Liu Cuigang in disbelief.

Liu Cuigang urged angrily: "Yes, go and inform us! There is still more than an hour left!" The director of the Operations Department ran out excitedly, muttering, "Oh my God, that's from our army.

Number one and number two!"

As night falls, the ancient Jinzhou City lights up for the first time. Although it is on the front line, there are also bustling markets, and the citizens can't be seen. They are worried about the fear of war hanging over their heads, and the helplessness of being unable to control their own destiny.

Help, they believe that as long as the troops of the ** Division are stationed in Jinzhou City, the little devils will not be able to take a step into the city. In fact, the prosperity of Jinzhou is precisely because the troops of the ** Division's East Point are stationed here.

The largest restaurant in Jinzhou City, "Guandong Restaurant," is decorated with lights on the upper and lower floors. At the antique doorway, there is a sign as tall as a person, which reads in large lacquered letters "Reserved for distinguished guests.

Closed today.”

Starting at around seven o'clock, officers wearing crisp aviation uniforms and armed with pistols arrived in military jeeps from time to time. After jumping out of the jeeps, they greeted each other affectionately and walked into the building. A restaurant greeted guests at the door.

The guys found that these soldiers all had excited expressions on their faces, as if they were going to see a big shot.

Tang Qiuli and Liu Tiehan jointly hosted a banquet for the officers of the Northern Aviation Group of the Air Force at the largest restaurant in Jinzhou City. At this time, in Wafangdian, Liaodong Peninsula, at the office building of the Kwantung Army's Third Air Force Headquarters, the commander

In Major General Akitsu's office, it was a different scene.

There was only one desk lamp on in the huge office, which made it look increasingly empty and gloomy. Commander Major General Akitsu sat behind his desk with a dull expression on his face, staring blankly at the dark roof. He was the only one there.

Major General Akitsu himself drove all the officers out.

On the desk, there are several pieces of messily smeared manuscript paper. If you look closely, you can see that there are not a few words written at all. Major General Akitsu's head is now very messy, a mess. The battle that happened during the day is like a movie. In his mind,

In my mind, it keeps spinning.

According to the regulations of the Kwantung Army Headquarters, all units of the Kwantung Army must write a battle report to their superiors after each battle. Major General Akitsu must write it if he wants to. The Third Air Force is under the direct command of the Kwantung Army Headquarters, so

, the report was to be submitted directly to the commander-in-chief, General Nanjiro. However, from about five o'clock in the afternoon to now, my mind was so messed up that I couldn't even organize a decent sentence.

Moreover, Major General Akitsu didn’t know how to put pen to paper and report the war situation truthfully. The Third Air Force had been crippled and lost 416 fighter jets. It was not possible to save Yamada’s Manchukuo Bohai Cruise Fleet. This is direct.

The Third Air Force lost all its assets, but it only had more than 600 fighter planes and more than 100 bombers. What is the result now? Liu Cuigang, who was attacked, killed more than 400 of them in one fell swoop.

This is an apparent loss. Of the more than 200 fighter jets that returned home, more than 130 were injured. In other words, the entire Third Air Force currently has only more than 70 fighter jets that can take off for combat.

The number of aircraft was a little more than that of a complete wing, and the loss of pilots reached an astonishing 380 people. Even his chief of staff, Colonel Takeshita Satori, was killed by the pilots of the Japanese Army.

The losses were so great that the Third Air Force was not injured, but was dying. With such results, and the failure to rescue Yamada's fleet, Major General Akitsu absolutely believed that with the bad reputation of the Kwantung Army Commander-in-Chief, General Nanjiro.

If you lose your temper, in no more than three days, the military police will come to Wafangdian, escort you back to your homeland, and send you to a military court. What awaits you will be a long period in prison.

If the navy fanned the flames again and attributed the total annihilation of Manchukuo's Bohai Cruise Fleet to its own failure in the rescue and to sit back and watch its friendly forces fall to pieces, although this is not the case, someone must be responsible for this defeat, and the outcome will be even worse.

The possibility of a bullet is there.

Not to report it or to avoid it. Such a huge loss cannot be concealed even if it is wanted. Once the matter is exposed, his death will be even worse. Major General Akitsu is struggling with how to write a letter that can not only explain the facts but also reduce the crime. The struggle makes him feel distressed.

, my liver hurts, my head hurts, and I feel like I'm going to die.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There was a gentle knock on the office door, and Major General Akitsu raised his head fiercely.

(To be continued)