In a Japanese-style building, officers in blue military uniforms and Japanese geishas in kimono walked past from time to time. This is an Army Air Corps officer club of the First Army in Taiyuan.
Different from the deserted situation in the past, this officers' club is particularly lively today, with officers coming and going everywhere. The reason for this is because just today, pilots and aircraft from the mainland have arrived to supplement the 21st Flying Group.
In order to welcome these newcomers, Colonel Fujino Shigeharu, the captain of the flying team, not only hosted a banquet for everyone in the name of the team, but also summoned all the geishas from Taiyuan City. More than a hundred pilots and the same number of geishas crowded the club.
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In a small room, Fujino Shigeharu was sitting opposite another young lieutenant in his twenties. Two geishas were sitting respectfully beside them, serving them drinks and food from time to time. Not far away,
A geisha with her face painted white was singing babblingly.
If an outsider saw this scene, they would probably be shocked, because the young man was wearing a blue uniform representing the Japanese Navy Air Force, and Fujino Shigeharu was wearing a blue uniform representing the Army Air Force.
Regarding the hostility situation with the Army, it was already considered good that people from these two branches would not start fighting when they met, but now they would actually sit and drink together.
However, it seemed very normal to the two of them, because the second lieutenant's name was Saburo Sakai. He was Fujino Shigeharu's student when he was an instructor at the aviation school. He was also the person in charge of transporting these aircraft and students. They hadn't seen each other for a long time.
When the student arrived, Fujino Shigeharu was particularly happy, so he took him to the Officers Club for a drink.
After drinking a few glasses of sake, Fujino Shigeharu was in high spirits and raised his glass frequently: "Here... Sakai-kun, drink this."
"good!"
After the two drank it all, the geisha next to them quickly picked up the jug and filled the glasses for them.
Fujino Shigeharu picked up a piece of dried fish with chopsticks and took a bite, with a satisfied look on his eyebrows, and sighed: "It still tastes familiar. I can't get enough of the dried fish in my hometown. I haven't eaten like this in several years."
Authentic dried fish.”
Saburo Sakai looked at Fujino Shigeharu's slightly older face and couldn't help but said: "Teacher, I can see that you have not had a very happy time during this period, and the losses of the 21st Flying Squadron have been so great. Can you tell me about this period?"
What happened to time?"
The Japanese Navy and Army are notoriously at odds with each other, and have very little information about each other. Therefore, it is not surprising that the Navy does not know about the 21st Flying Squadron.
Fujino Shigeharu looked at the young face of his former student, thought for a while and told Saburo Sakai what happened during this period, and finally said: "I have been serving the emperor for nearly twenty years, but such an aggrieved thing
This was the first time I met him. That Gao Hongming seemed to be the nemesis of the imperial army, always able to do something unexpected.
Taiyuan Airport, a heavily guarded place, was actually bombed by several small biplanes. Not only did dozens of planes explode, but dozens of pilots were also killed. Moreover, according to the airport guards, they knew
The Chinese plane did not notice the enemy attackers until it flew overhead, but by then it was already too late.
According to our subsequent analysis, the Chinese used an old-fashioned biplane produced by the Soviets in the 1920s. Such an existence that could only be used as a primary training aircraft in the Soviet Union was actually used by these Chinese. It is really
It’s beyond everyone’s expectation!”
Saburo Sakai pondered for a while, "Teacher, in my opinion, the Chinese people have no choice but to use such backward aircraft. Their air force has been exhausted in the battle with the Japanese Empire over the years.
Today, countries around the world do not dare to sell aircraft to them because of the threat of the empire, so they have no choice but to turn to the Soviet Union. It is not surprising that the Soviets took the opportunity to sell them at a high price the junk goods that were ready to be eliminated."
"Soviet people...hey..."
Fujino Shigeharu snorted lightly, "I have reported this to Commander Shinozuka. Your Excellency the Commander also called the base camp. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs also issued a solemn protest to the Soviet Union. However, the Soviet government shied away from the matter.
Net, saying that they have never sold any aircraft to the Chinese government."
"This is natural." Saburo Sakai smiled brightly: "How could the Soviets admit such a thing? Although we lost in the Battle of Nomonhan the year before last, the 800,000 Kwantung Army stationed in Manchuria are not vegetarians.
Today's Soviet Union is fully prepared to guard against the Germans and has no energy to deal with us, and of course it does not want to cause trouble."
While the two were talking about the current situation, they were telling stories about their past experiences at school. When they got excited, people couldn't help but sing loudly.
"You and I are like cherry blossoms blooming at the same time in the courtyard of the same military academy.
I have long had the awareness to give up immediately, and for the sake of the motherland, let’s leave calmly!
You and I are like cherry blossoms blooming at the same time in the courtyard of the same military academy.
We are of the same flesh and blood, so why do we have to separate when we are so close to each other?"
The singing spread outside, and soon there was harmony outside.
"You and I are like cherry blossoms blooming at the same time in the courtyard of the same air force.
Looking up at the sunset that burns like a flame, but the fighter plane that can no longer wait for you to come back..."
Looking at the excited faces of the young pilots who had just arrived in Shanxi from the mainland outside the private room, Fujino Shigeharu felt waves surge in his heart. Once upon a time, he was also a staunch hard-liner who believed that only iron and blood could be used to fight for the empire.
He had enough living space, but he had witnessed the huge losses of the Japanese troops stationed in Shanxi for more than a year, and even his hard-hearted man felt a little confused.
The empire spent such a huge price and paid countless young people's lives and money, but what they got in exchange was the Chinese people's desperate resistance. He saw with his own eyes that so many outstanding pilots of the 21st Flying Team could only become one after another.
Returning the urn to the mainland, is it really worth it?
But after all, he is a man of firm will. This kind of emotion only made a small wave in his heart, and then he suppressed it quickly. In order to conquer this ancient country, the empire has paid too much.
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Once the imperial chariot is in motion, no one can stop it, not even the emperor, unless the enemy is completely crushed.
Asia is too small to allow two powerful countries to coexist. Everything they are doing now is for the future of the Japanese Empire. For this goal, no matter how much sacrifice they make, it is worth it.
Thinking of this, his face began to become firm again. Just when he wanted to say something, an officer hurriedly walked in with a solemn expression. After seeing him, he said: "Your Majesty Colonel... Our team is on routine patrol this morning.