Temporary Joint Command Headquarters on the outskirts of Ping'an County
Mr. Liu, who had just finished reviewing the documents, stretched for a long time, took off his glasses and wiped them carefully with a glasses cloth before putting them back on. A familiar voice sounded behind him.
"Lao Liu, let's have a cup of coffee to refresh ourselves."
Along with the sound, a cup of steaming coffee was placed in front of him.
Mr. Liu took the coffee and took a sip. A bitter yet sweet mellow taste flowed to his stomach. He let out a comfortable groan, turned to his old friend and said: "Xiaoping, have you noticed?
Although we have only been here for more than half a month, we have already been corrupted by Captain Gao with all kinds of good cigarettes and good food, what will happen if this continues."
Political Commissar Ping nodded and pretended to be serious: "Yes, of course we have to seriously criticize such behavior. That's good. The coffee and cigarettes he sent last time are almost used up. Let's go find him together and let him
He sends us another batch and then criticizes him while drinking coffee, what do you think?"
"Hahaha..." They both laughed at the same time.
Mr. Liu stood up and waved his hand: "Let's go... After all, we have been drinking coffee for so long, and now it is appropriate for us to express our gratitude to him. I happen to know where he is, let's go find him!"
The two of them walked out of the headquarters together and came to a vegetable field to the east of the headquarters. Sure enough, they saw Gao Hongming sitting in front of a stone, watching with interest an old farmer not far away fertilizing the vegetable field.
In the distance, Gao Dabao and more than a dozen guards were distributed around him in twos and threes, seemingly loose but in reality they were closely guarding him.
When Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping saw this, they couldn't help but laugh or cry. They didn't go to the hall first. A commander who was not busy at the headquarters came to see an old farmer fertilizing and watering the fields.
The two walked over, and Master Liu smiled and said: "Brother Gao, you have made it easy for us to find you. If Political Commissar Ping hadn't known you were here, I really don't know where to find you."
Gao Hongming turned around and laughed when he saw the two of them: "Mr. Liu, Commissar Ping, why did you come here?"
"You have the nerve to say that." Commander Liu pretended to be angry: "Have you forgotten that these days our flight corps is competing with the Japanese Army Air Force for air supremacy. This is related to whether we can open up the situation in Shanxi. What can you do?
Not in a hurry?"
"Is it any use if I'm anxious?"
Gao Hongming spread his hands and said: "As a commander, I have done everything I can do. The only thing I can do now is to wait quietly for the results."
"You!" Master Liu couldn't help but laugh. As a veteran, he certainly knew that what Gao Hongming said was right and it was just a joke.
He glanced around and pointed to a field bank beside him, "Xiaoping, let's sit down too."
"OK!"
Political Commissar Ping sat down with a smile, took out a box of Good Luck cigarettes from his pocket, and gave one to each of them.
After taking the cigarette, Gao Hongming also took out a lighter and lit it for the two of them.
Taking a deep breath of the cigarette and feeling the rich aroma of the cigarette, Mr. Liu sighed: "Brother Gao, do you know what the biggest feeling you have given me since I came here?"
"What is it?" Gao Hongming asked curiously.
Commander Liu sighed with emotion: "My feeling is that the war is actually about a country's comprehensive national strength. I'm afraid you don't know that these days, I, the Peace Political Commissar, have been calculating the materials and money consumed by our troops every day. This is not unknown.
It’s quite shocking.”
Gao Hongming listened quietly.
"I have roughly calculated that our current troops consume about two million rounds of bullets every day. When the battle is fierce, this number will even increase several times. Calculated at one cent per bullet, it is 200,000 oceans.
If you add in the loss of artillery shells, medicine, food and various supplies, it will cost at least 500,000 yuan. Do you think I can't be scared?"
"yes!"
Political Commissar Ping also lamented: "It would be great if China had the same comprehensive national strength as Japan... No... even if it is only half of Japan's comprehensive national strength, we would dare to go head-to-head with the Japanese."
Although Gao Hongming was deeply touched by the two people's sentiments, he did not say anything, because he knew very well in later generations that after China became strong and powerful in more than half a century, Japan would no longer be in the eyes of the Chinese people.
At that time, Huaxia had only one idea in his eyes, and that was how to replace the Americans. After all, the senior brother had already said when he was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace that the emperor would take turns to come to my house next year.
While the three were chatting, a staff officer of the 129th Division strode over and handed a telegram to Commander Liu: "Chief, there is a call from the 115th Division. They have arrived in the Qinxian area, but they are constantly being attacked by Japanese aircraft.
It harassed and disturbed the troops, causing difficulties for the troops to move. Commander Lin asked us if we could send planes to drive away the Japanese planes."
"Sending aircraft to support the 115th Division?"
Master Liu and the three of them looked at each other, and each saw the solemn look in each other's eyes.
Political Commissar Ping said solemnly: "According to the information from the headquarters, the 115th Division received the order in Shandong. The troops must be very tired after such a long march these days, and they must have encountered many difficulties along the way."
"Yes." Mr. Liu also nodded: "I know Mr. Lin well. He is a proud man. Unless he encounters great difficulties, he will not send a telegram for help."
Although he said this, Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping did not say anything else, because they all knew that the battle for air supremacy between the Rendai Flying Corps and the Japanese Army Aviation had entered a fierce stage.
Facing the Japanese Army Air Force, which had a numerical advantage, if the quality of the Liantai Militia's fighter planes was not far superior to that of the Japanese army, they would have been defeated long ago.
But even so, they were still able to receive damage reports from the Liantai Flying Corps.
Let's put it this way, if the Gao Hongming family hadn't been so successful, they would have gone bankrupt long ago.
Under such circumstances, if they failed in the battle for air supremacy due to the deployment of troops to support the 115th Division, they would not be able to escape the blame. So the two of them just smoked quietly and waited for Gao Hongming.
Make your own decision.
In fact, Gao Hongming was also hesitating. This time, Okamura Neji transferred most of the land aviation of the North China Front to Shanxi. Even the large-scale sweep plan was forced to stop because of this, in order to exhaust or even eliminate the Taiwan flights.
The purpose of the team.
Although after these days of fierce fighting, the Liantai Flying Corps gradually gained the upper hand, he could not guarantee that they would win.
Just when the three of them were in a dilemma, a staff officer from the Liantai Militia Group hurriedly reported: "Sir, Chief Huang reported that half an hour ago, a fleet they sent once again raided Taiyuan Airport, Luliang, and Datong Airport.
A total of 126 Japanese aircraft were destroyed, and countless Japanese military supplies were blown up. From now on, Shanxi’s air supremacy is finally in our hands!"