Age of Conquest Reborn

Having to avoid the flying machine gun bullets and flee desperately, the little fuel left in the Japanese fighter jets was quickly exhausted. Even though they had not yet reached the mainland of Japan, the Japanese pilots had to choose to parachute, otherwise

, will either fall into the sea together with the fighter jets, or be hit by the chasing Chinese fighter jets and explode in the air.︾

Regardless of whether they are European pilots or Japanese pilots, they have only one way to survive and will not choose to die with the fighter jets. Parachutes appeared one after another in the sky. Le Yiqin looked sideways at the battlefield with a cold smile on his lips.

, eradicate the roots, and treat the Japanese and the guys who help the Japanese, he will not be merciful, "order not to let go of a parachuting little Japanese or a Western Japanese!"

"Order, the He Luming aircraft group begins to return. The carrier-based fighter group covers the carrier-based bomber group. It first destroys the Japanese field airports around Tokyo, and then throws all the remaining bombs on the little devil's head. The aircraft group that took off from Chichijima followed.

Let’s take a walk together to the little devil’s capital!”

At dusk, the independent division aircraft group that attacked Tokyo had returned long ago. The smoke over Tokyo had not yet cleared. In the headquarters of the Honshu Southern Defense District, Lieutenant General Ohno, Major General Takamura, and Colonel Bradbury followed.

They sat in the war room as if they were lifeless. For more than an hour, they listened to the sound of bomb explosions, the roar of Chinese combat aircraft in the sky, and smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke that permeated the entire urban area of ​​Tokyo for most of the day.

The following calls continued to come to the defense area headquarters. The defense area aircraft fleet and the recruitment flight group aircraft fleet were all wiped out, and not one of them returned. Most of them were lost and crashed due to exhaustion of fuel, at several field airports around Tokyo.

were destructively bombed by Chinese bombers and could not be reactivated within a few months. Although the bombing was not very serious in Tokyo, more than a dozen bombs fell on His Majesty the Emperor's palace.

His Majesty the Emperor's life or death is unknown.

The most terrible thing is the report at the end. The Imperial Palace was attacked by an air raid, and His Majesty the Emperor’s life or death is unknown. Although they did not receive a call from any big boss in the base camp, Lieutenant General Ohno and Major General Takamura knew that their fate would not be to lose their official positions.

It can even be as simple as going to court martial and going to jail.

At this time, Lieutenant General Ohno and Major General Takamura hoped that someone from the base camp would call to severely reprimand or even scold them. Seeing that they were disappointed, the air raid had ended a few hours ago, and the base camp, which was always harsh, did not show any signs of it.

There was no movement, neither a phone call nor an order. It seemed that the two commanders at the southern defense zone headquarters of Honshu Island had been forgotten. But the two of them knew that in the eyes of the big bosses in the base camp, they were already dead.

"Takamura-kun, let's go. We should give a satisfactory explanation to His Majesty the Emperor and the base camp! If you have any explanation for your family, write it down immediately!" Lieutenant General Ohno said in a tragic tone, breaking the solid and depressing atmosphere in the war room.

Major General Takamura understood that he and Lieutenant General Ohno had no choice but to commit suicide by caesarean section to apologize. He pretended to be calm and ordered a staff officer, "Prepare a quiet room for Commander Ohno and me, and prepare more

Sake!”

Colonel Bradbury, with no trace of life in his eyes, seemed to understand everything from the tone of the two Japanese generals. He now had no pity for these two people who were about to lose their lives because of his mistakes.

If it hadn't been for the stupidity and stubbornness of these two Japanese who refused to accept their own suggestions, today's air battle would not have resulted in such a result. Not only did Tokyo become a place where Chinese planes wreaked havoc, but hundreds of their own experience were also involved.

The rich pilot, to be honest, wanted to take out his gun and kill these two guys on the spot. Of course, he had no sympathy for them, and he even scorned the Japanese practice of cutting open their stomachs at every turn.

Colonel Bradbury stood up and left, not even interested in taking a look at the two Japanese. He didn't want to accompany the two Japanese and play some trick of disemboweling himself to apologize. What he wanted to think about now was,

The question is what to do next after all the capital is spent.

Seeing Colonel Bradbury's back disappearing from sight, Lieutenant General Ohno and Major General Takamura looked at each other. They had no right to ask the Frenchman to commit suicide by caesarean section with them as apology. In an instant, the two people's hearts

, flashing with strong regret, if the Frenchman's opinion had been followed, the air battle would never have ended like this, but now it was too late, the two people did not speak anymore, and each wrote a suicide note on his desk.

After finishing writing, they slowly put the suicide note into an envelope and handed it to the waiting staff officer. The two people walked into the prepared quiet room in silence. More than an hour later, several senior staff officers from the Honshu Southern Defense Headquarters

, pushing open the door of the quiet room, two corpses were laid out on the tatami, two pools of solidified blood, and the smell of blood filled the room.

A staff officer with the rank of major general checked the breathing of Lieutenant General Ohno and Major General Takamura, shook his head, walked out of the quiet room without saying a word, went to the room outside, picked up the phone, and didn't know what to call the big man in the base camp.

report.

At the end of the runway at the Chichijima Field Airport in the Ogasawara Islands, Deputy Division Commander General Tang Qiusheng stood together with Colonel He Luming, commander of the fleet's land-based mixed combat brigade that had returned early, and Major General He Zhijun, chief of staff of the Southern Flying Group, waiting for the returning fighter pilots.

Le Yiqin piloted the fighter plane and landed lightly on the runway. When the fighter plane stopped, he jumped off the fighter plane and strode towards Tang Qiusheng's direction, exuding a strong fighting spirit.

"Yiqin, thank you and the pilots for your hard work. How are you doing? Are the losses to the troops heavy?" Tang Qiusheng stepped forward and took Le Yiqin's hand and asked.

Le Yiqin shook his head and said: "There is a battle, and we have killed nearly a thousand fighter jets of the Japs. There is no hard work at all. The losses of the troops are still within the tolerance range. They have lost a total of more than 230 fighter jets."

, sixty-eight pilots were sacrificed, and the rest were rescued by Commander Tang’s warship after parachuting, and it is estimated that they will be able to return to the team tonight."

"That's good!" Tang Qiusheng nodded repeatedly. The loss of fighter jets is nothing, but the pilots are precious, "Yiqin, you guys have a good rest. I have ordered the logistics department to improve the meals for the pilots participating in the war tonight. Everyone

Eat and drink happily to celebrate the victory in bombing Tokyo!"

"Deputy Commander, I'm afraid I can't drink this wine now!" In the afterglow of the setting sun, Le Yiqin said with eyes like burning flames.

Tang Qiusheng was stunned and asked: "Do you still have other plans?"

"Yes! Come back!" Le Yiqin said sonorously and forcefully: "While he was sick, he was killed. All the Japanese field airports around Tokyo were destroyed, and all the Japanese fighter jets were wiped out. Tokyo is the center of air defense.

When it is at its weakest, the opportunity cannot be missed. I plan to launch another air raid on Tokyo tonight. This time it will be a severe one. All bombers and fighter jets will be dispatched. I will not feel comfortable if I don’t blow the little devil’s capital to the ground!"

Tang Qiusheng's eyes lit up, but then he said worriedly: "The plan is good, and the opportunity is rare. However, after this morning's air battle, can the fighter pilots' mental and physical strength support continuous operations?"

Le Yiqin smiled and said: "Deputy Commander, you have underestimated these guys. As long as they rest for a few hours, they can be fully active. Even though the land-based mixed combat brigade is now part of the fleet, that's all me.

The soldiers brought out by Le Yiqin gave me a tough fight. When they heard about the war, their eyes glowed green and they refused to eat, drink or sleep. Besides, another air raid on Tokyo at night would start in the early morning, no problem!

"

"What is Fleet Commander Tang's opinion?" Tang Qiusheng asked a crucial question.

Le Yiqin opened her mouth and said with a smile: "When I reported to Commander Tang the plan for the night air attack on Tokyo, he said, 'Heroes see the same thing,' and the two of us thought of going together! Tang

The commander's fleet is still operating along the coast of Japan. When the fleet returned, the fleet was shelling the Japanese ground radar station on Miyake Island!"

Tang Qiusheng was completely relieved and said to He Zhijun: "Chief of Staff He, arrange for the pilots to eat immediately and take a rest!" Then, he said to Major General Yu Guanghan, Chief of Staff of the Sulu Mobile Corps: "Guanghan, take the results of today's air battle.

Report to the teacher immediately!"

In Busan, the Korean Peninsula, at the frontline headquarters of the Independent Division, Lieutenant General Zhao Yuhe, chief of staff of the division, came to Tang Qiuli's office excitedly and said in a loud voice: "Commander, good news, the aviation force of the South Road offensive force hit a

A great victory! This is a telegram from Deputy Commander Tang!"

Tang Qiuli took the telegram, read it carefully, nodded frequently, and said to Zhao Yuhe: "Call back to Deputy Commander Tang. I have received all the incoming calls. I am happy to hear that the South Road offensive troops achieved an unprecedented victory in the air battle over Tokyo, and even

I am so happy and congratulated!"

"The importance of this battle is that it broke the stalemate with the Japanese mainland air defense force and dealt a heavy blow to Japan's recruitment of flying teams. It played an immeasurable role in accelerating the process of attacking the Japanese mainland and disintegrating the Japanese aviation's will to fight.

The meritorious personnel of the troops participating in the war should be heavily rewarded!"

Zhao Yuhe wrote down the division commander's order and turned around happily to leave, but was stopped again, "Wait a minute Yuhe, please report the results obtained by the aviation force of the southern offensive force to Liu Cuigang in the name of the division command and staff office!"

"Tang Qiuli said.

"Why?" Zhao Yuhe was puzzled.

"Put some pressure on Liu Cuigang!" Tang Qiuli said: "Faced with such a significant result achieved by Le Yiqin, can Liu Cuigang not be jealous? Only with pressure can he be motivated!"

At about one o'clock in the morning, Chichijima Airport in the Ogasawara Islands was brightly lit and started to become noisy. Fighters and bombers were neatly lined up on the runway. Ground crews were busy refueling the planes and replenishing ammunition, creating a tense atmosphere before war.

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