Age of Conquest Reborn

"Oh!" After listening to the communication staff's explanation, Lieutenant General Morita put away all the doubts in his mind, waved the staff to leave, and then asked the air defense commander, Major General Suzuki, in a consultative manner: "Suzuki-kun, do you have any opinions from the air defense command?

Can a fleet of aircraft be dispatched to launch an attack on the China fleet?"

Lieutenant General Morita's tone was quite polite. He knew that he was a layman. Before taking office, Prince Zain also repeatedly warned him to listen to Suzuki Shinji's opinion on matters concerning commanding air combat. That guy was an expert.

Seeing Commander Morita asking for his opinion, Major General Suzuki pondered for a moment and replied cautiously: "Commander, you also know that after the last battle in the airspace of the Korean Strait, the aviation force of the defense zone headquarters suffered heavy losses. Now all combat aircraft have increased

Together, there are less than 700, of which the number of fighter jets is only more than 400!"

"This batch of aviation forces was originally used to deal with the China Division's landing troops. If we attack at this time, if the losses are too large and the base camp's reinforcements cannot arrive in time, how will we respond once the China Division's troops begin to land?"

Chief of Staff Takashima was not happy to hear this and retorted: "Commander Suzuki, could it be that the Air Defense Command, which has more than 400 fighter jets, just watched the Imperial Army's positions being bombarded indiscriminately by China bombers?

, the flesh and blood of imperial soldiers disappeared in the bombs of China bombers?"

"Once the first-line beach positions near the mountain pass are seriously destroyed, it will be easy for the China Division infantry to land. This is definitely not a good thing for us! Furthermore, when the China Division infantry begins to land on the beach near the mountain pass, in order to cover its

The infantry and aviation forces dispatched can only be stronger than they are now, Suzuki-kun has to weigh it carefully!"

"This..." Major General Suzuki was speechless. Takashima's words were not unreasonable, and he had no way to refute them. This was a common sense question. He looked at Lieutenant General Morita, which meant: you

Decide!

Lieutenant General Morita agreed with the words of Chief of Staff Takashima. Upon seeing this, he pondered and said: "Suzuki-kun, we cannot turn a blind eye to the bombing of the China Air Force. We have to fight back. Of course, how the battle is fought is still decided by Suzuki-kun. I

Don’t interfere!”

He said he would not interfere with the command, but Lieutenant General Morita's meaning was already very clear. It was impossible for Major General Suzuki not to send troops. He nodded and picked up the phone on the table, "I am Commander Suzuki, command, First Aviation

The Air Force and the Second Air Force immediately dispatched all fighter jets to attack the China fleet. Remember, the two air forces must fight together and cannot disperse their forces!" The number of fighter jets dispatched by Major General Suzuki was only more than 180. Even if

Most of the damage was within the tolerance range!

At this time, the Japanese army's first position on the beach near Yamaguchi was completely shrouded in fire and smoke. The Japanese army's reinforced concrete fortifications, solid bunkers and bunkers could withstand the bombing of several heavy bombs, but they could not withstand more than a dozen bombs.

Repeated bombings of one or even dozens of heavy bombs. In the violent explosions, the fortifications and bunkers were turned into cement blocks flying in the sky. The Japanese soldiers hiding inside were blown to pieces.

Major General Dong Ningxuan, chief of staff of the Northern Flying Group, was the air commander of the bomber group. He brought one-third of the strength of the Northern Flying Group, with more than 600 fighter jets and more than 300 bombers. The purpose of the air strike was, first,

Carry out destructive bombing on the first beachhead of the Japanese army, and secondly, attract the Japanese air force to counterattack, killing the last remaining Japanese air force.

Seeing the fleet bombing for more than 20 minutes, the Japanese positions on the beach were almost in ruins, and no Japanese fighter groups appeared. Dong Ningxuan felt a little anxious. At this time, an alarm sound came from the airborne radar. He lowered his head and looked.

He suddenly became happy, then curled his lips in dissatisfaction and muttered: "There are less than 200 fighter jets. You kid is so damn stingy. I have prepared more than 600 fighter jets for you!"

"Order, the first and second echelon fighters are to outflank the Japanese aircraft group on the left and right wings, and the third echelon fighters continue to cover the bombers!" Dong Ningxuan immediately issued an order, and more than 400 Northern Flying Group fighter jets were divided into two groups and headed towards

A fleet of more than a hundred Japanese fighter jets surrounded him.

The air battle was not long, only twenty minutes. The number of fighter jets was more than two to one, and they took advantage of the advanced airborne radar. Before the Japanese aircraft group could reach the battlefield, they were trapped in the division fighter group.

In the midst of the siege, after a fierce aerial battle, all the Japanese fighter planes broke their wings and not a single one escaped.

Yamaguchi Castle, in the headquarters of the defense zone in the northwestern part of Japan's Honshu Island, the phone in Major General Suzuki's hand fell to the ground. With a dumb voice, he turned to Lieutenant General Morita and said: "Commander, I just received the report and sent out

The fighter jets are all shattered!"

Lieutenant General Morita and Chief of Staff Takashima were stunned at first, then turned pale and silent. For a moment, there was a deathly silence in the war room.

The bombing of the Japanese beachhead continued. After killing more than a hundred Japanese fighter jets, Dong Ningxuan was not satisfied. However, he also knew that the little Japanese who had suffered a loss would not come again, so he issued an order:

"The first and second echelon fighter groups will return immediately to replenish fuel and ammunition, and then immediately take off and rush to the theater to take over the tasks of the third echelon fighter group and cover the landing troops and escort fleet!"

In about two hours, a huge formation of troop carriers and escort fleets will arrive near the sea off the mountain pass. Dong Ningxuan does not want to cause a gap in air cover due to his own reasons. Two hours is enough for him.

The fleet has made two round trips!

More than thirty minutes later, the bombing was over, and the division aircraft group began to return in formation, leaving behind a ruined Japanese position and smoke that could not be blown away by the sea breeze. Lieutenant Ono, commander of the No. 57 Sea Observation Post, trembled.

Climbing out of the air-raid shelter, I looked up at the sky shrouded in smoke. I was really lucky. My air-raid shelter was located at the foot of a hill, with thick rocks above it. It survived such a fierce bombing by China bombers.

However, even though they were hiding in such a strong air-raid shelter, more than a dozen of Lieutenant Ono's soldiers were still beaten to death. After confirming that there was no danger, Lieutenant Ono took the remaining dozen soldiers along with the giant trees.

Walking towards the squadron headquarters from the front line position on the beach of the bomb crater, he did not forget to look back and see his post No. 57. Unfortunately, there was nothing on that hill anymore.

Lieutenant Ono, with mixed emotions about the aftermath of the disaster, searched all the way along the bombed-out position. However, after walking for more than an hour, he saw only wounded soldiers missing arms and legs.

In addition, a living person who is intact is

I have never seen it before. As for the hidden part where the squadron headquarters is located, it has now turned into several overlapping huge craters. The twisted steel bars and cement blocks scattered around all illustrate a cruel reality.

, the squadron headquarters no longer exists.

What Lieutenant Ono still doesn't know is that the troops of a strengthened wing of his division deployed in this generation were severely bombarded by the Northern Flying Group bombers. Only a few officers and soldiers survived, and most of them were injured.

, it can be said that the Japanese army's first beachhead defense line at this moment has been paralyzed.

Lieutenant Ono, who was exhausted and frightened, returned to the air raid shelter with a dozen of his subordinates who were also listless and ashen-faced. Everyone was as thirsty as a fish out of water, and they were all staggering.

Leaning on the ground that still smelled of gunpowder smoke, he opened his mouth and gasped for air.

Lieutenant Ono himself also had smoke coming from his throat and felt uncomfortable with hunger. Looking at his half-dead subordinates, he suddenly remembered that there was water and food stored in the basement of the outpost. Anyway, most of his team

After surviving, he said hello, but no one moved. He was so angry that he kicked and beat him, and then he forced more than a dozen Japanese soldiers to follow him and climb up the hill.

It took almost half an hour for Lieutenant Ono and a dozen of his subordinates to climb to the ruined outpost. Looking at the piled ruins, the dozen soldiers were in trouble. Lieutenant Ono had to pull out his command knife.

, gesticulating and swearing fiercely, the Japanese soldiers reluctantly came to clean up the ruins.

After working for more than 20 minutes, a small part was cleared. A soldier straightened up and accidentally glanced towards the sea. In an instant, the soldier, whose face was as smoked as a kid, had bulging eyes and was not human.

Someone yelled: "Lieutenant! Warship! Chinese warship!"

Everyone was frightened by his ghostly movements. Then, looking in the direction, Lieutenant Ono not only saw the division's warships, but also saw countless troop transport ships following behind the warships.

appeared clearly and crashed into my field of vision.

"Report to the headquarters immediately, the Chinese have begun to land!" Lieutenant Ono shouted wildly. A dozen Japanese soldiers were running around like headless flies on the ruined hill. Report, what report?

On the sea, Feng Jiwu stood at the top of the command ship, put down the telescope in his hand, and said to Chief of Staff Zhang Hansheng: "Chief of Staff, order the escort fleet and fire attack ship to immediately cover the Japanese beachhead with artillery fire, leaving no trace behind."

Dead spot!”

Hail-like shells were fired from the warship's large-caliber main gun, and countless shells poured from the fire attack ship. The Japanese beachhead had just experienced a fierce bombardment by the Northern Flying Group's bomber group, and the smoke had not yet dissipated.

As soon as it was over, it was once again shrouded in more ferocious artillery fire.

Lieutenant Ono and a dozen of his subordinates were very lucky to escape the air attack, but they did not escape the artillery bombardment. In a burst of earth-shattering explosions, they were reduced to pieces of meat flying in the sky.

(To be continued)(To be continued)

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