The sky is gloomy and vast, and it is the dead of winter. Although there are no dreamy cherry blossoms to enjoy, Ueno Park is full of pure white and has a unique flavor. Under the beautiful snow canopy of the cherry trees, you can occasionally see men and women, Japanese women, regardless of the cold.
Most of them wore kimonos and followed the men docilely.
Under the snow canopy of the cherry trees, a man and woman walked slowly, leaving a series of footprints on the snow.
This man is in his forties, wearing a military cap and a military coat. The military rank on his shoulders is obscured, but you can see a sad look on his face. This man is definitely Ishihara Wanji.
In the Battle of Qingyuan River, the 16th Division he led suffered heavy losses. Only less than 5,000 of the 25,000-strong division fled back in embarrassment.
One of the most elite first-class divisions was crippled in this way, and the whole country in Japan was in an uproar. Ishihara Kanji, the division commander, was naturally to blame. Many people in the country even asked him to have a caesarean section to apologize, but among others, he
With the help of his friends, he finally managed to hold on to his life, but was removed from his position as division commander and transferred from active duty to reserve duty.
"Xiangzi, times have changed so fast. In just a few months, I started to feel confused about the future path of Japan." Ishihara Wanji said quietly to his wife who followed him submissively, but
Obviously his wife didn't know much about this topic, she said with some joy.
"The child's father, I don't know what the future path of Japan will be. I know that you have finally returned from the battlefield in China and can stay with me and the child with peace of mind."
Ishihara smiled softly, "Xiangzi, you are right to say that, but what I am worried about is that if something goes wrong in the future, Japan's own industry will also fall into the flames of war."
"How is this possible?" His wife looked in disbelief. Since the Meiji Restoration, no foreign troops have ever set foot on the Japanese mainland, and the Japanese government has not spared any effort to promote it. Japan is a country blessed by gods, and foreign enemies are impossible.
Invade the homeland.
"Why is it impossible?" Ishihara Wanji showed a bitter smile, "Actually, I wouldn't have believed this three months ago, but now I don't dare to think so. China is really too big, what's going on?
It's all possible.
Just like I never thought that a mere local Chinese militia group would possess the most advanced poison gas, two divisions... were defeated like that..."
His voice became louder and louder, and he seemed to see the soldiers who fell to the ground and howled in pain again. Their faces were purple, many of them pinched their necks tightly with their hands, their chests were scratched to pieces, and finally stared
He died in pain with his eyes wide open.
The rows of densely packed corpses seemed to express the unwillingness in his heart. Scenes like this still often appeared in his dreams, and when he woke up, he would find a cold sweat on his back.
Ishihara Kanji has been thinking about a question these days, and that is where did the Liantai militia get so many advanced weapons, even the most advanced chemical weapons. It is hard to say that the German government really supports Gao Hongming.
?
This problem has been bothering him, and what he is most worried about is that today's Liantai militia already possesses the most advanced German weapons such as submachine guns, rifles, general machine guns, anti-aircraft artillery and even large-caliber artillery. In the near future, will they
Do you even have aircraft and warships?
early morning
There was a roar in the silent sky, and thirty-two black-painted Wave 2 bi-wing trainer aircraft were flying in formation at an altitude of three thousand meters.
Compared with the compact flight formations of other countries' air forces, the gaps in this formation are a bit large and it does not look very neat. However, there is nothing that can be done about it. All the pilots in this formation have just started flying aircraft for less than three months.
As a newbie, it’s already pretty good if you can barely form a formation.
As Huang Kebiao was the student with the best flying skills among this group of students, the task of piloting the aircraft fell on him without hesitation.
But now he kept cursing in his heart. It was the severe winter in Shanxi in early January, the temperature had already reached more than ten degrees below zero, and the air was even colder.
The most helpless thing is that the Wave 2 aircraft still has a semi-open cockpit. It’s a great feeling to fly such an aircraft at a speed of 110 kilometers per hour at an altitude of 3,000 meters, even though Huang Kebiao was wearing thick clothes.
He was wearing a windproof leather jacket, goggles and a windproof hood on his head, and gloves on his hands, but he still felt the cold wind rushing into him, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
He raised his hand and glanced at the B-Uhr watch on his wrist. The watch showed that it was 5:11 in the morning. According to pre-calculation, they had now arrived in Taiyuan, but the visibility was not good tonight.
They had already circled around and couldn't find the target at all. Looking down, they could only see a dark patch of darkness and nothing at all.
He took a deep breath and looked to the right again. The instrument panel showed that the plane had only half of its fuel left.
"Nightingale Dongguai calls Nightingale No. 1..."
"At this time, a voice sounded in the headset."
"Nightingale received it on the 1st, please speak."
"Nightingale 1, if the bombing cannot be completed within twenty minutes, we will not have enough fuel to return home."
"I know, let's go around again."
Huang Kebiao reminded himself again and again that he was now the temporary commander of this formation and must not be impatient. Commander Gao and Captain Huang Huaimin were waiting for good news from him.
Huang Kebiao recalled the route of this flight and overlaid the planned route in his mind. After thinking about it for a while, he moved the joystick and the plane immediately dropped in altitude, then flipped its wings to the right and started flying to the right.
After seeing this, the plane behind followed suit and flew over. They flew for another five or six minutes. Huang Kebiao suddenly saw faint lights in the distance. After flying for a few more minutes, these lights became more and more obvious.
, and in the end there were more than ten places.
"Damn it, I finally found you."
Huang Kebiao suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said in a deep voice into the microphone: "Attention all units, the target has been found... Repeat it, the target has been found. Start shutting down the engines and prepare for bombing!"
Taiyuan Airport was one of the most important airports for the Japanese army in Shanxi. The main force of the Japanese 21st Flying Group was stationed here all year round. Generally speaking, there were no less than sixty or seventy aircraft of various types parked here, with no less than a hundred pilots, and even more hoardings.
A large amount of fuel and various aerial bombs.
The Japanese army's defense of Taiyuan Airport is also very tight. Not only are two infantry squadrons stationed around the airport all year round, but they are also equipped with no less than fifty anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns. It can be said that it is heavily guarded.