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"Three hundred?"

This news was like a bomb exploding in the headquarters, making everyone feel dizzy, and then everyone immediately realized one thing, that is, these planes are definitely coming towards them.

The expression of Mr. Liu Heping, the political commissar, immediately became dignified, and after a long silence, Mr. Liu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave it to Gao Hongming, the political commissar of peace.

After igniting it, he took a long breath and said: "If these Japanese aircraft are deployed, the threat to us will be too great."

Political Commissar Ping exhaled smoke, and after thinking for a long time, he shook his head, "No...there are quite a few Japanese aircraft in China. Where did these aircraft come from?"

"Yes……".
Everyone couldn't figure it out for a while. From the all-out war of resistance to the present, the Japanese army had never had more than [-] aircraft available for combat inside the pass, let alone the fighter planes outside the pass.

The [-]nd Flying Division transferred from Manchuria last time had a big battle with the Liantai Flying Corps, and they are still lying on the airport waiting to be replenished, plus the Kwantung Army
It is also necessary to guard against the Soviet army in the Far East, and there is no spare power to support the pass.

That being the case, there is only one answer.

Master Liu, Gao Hongming and political commissar Gao Hongming looked at each other, and suddenly said in unison: "Big sweep!"

We are all smart people, and immediately thought of the answer, Okamura Ningji must have transferred all the combat aircraft originally used for the sweep to Shanxi.

Gao Hongming lost his voice: "Is he crazy? Without the support of the plane, how can the devil's sweep continue?"

"This just proves one thing." Master Liu said slowly: "For Ningci Gangcun, our threat to him has surpassed the entire Eighth Route Army in North China. As long as we can be wiped out, even if the sweep fails halfway. No hesitation."

A staff officer of the Eighth Route Army couldn't help but said: "Chief... Once the Japanese army puts these planes on the battlefield, it will put too much pressure on us."

No one raised any objection to the staff officer's words. The reason why they were able to fight the Japanese army, which had the superiority in strength, was all due to the on-call air support from the Taiwan Air Force Corps.

It is precisely by virtue of air supremacy that the coalition forces can even suppress the opponent when facing the superior Japanese army, but once this advantage is gone, it will be their turn to suffer.

Master Liu turned his head to Gao Hongming: "Commander Gao, this time Gangcun Ningci dispatched all the stuff at the bottom of the box, can you handle it?"

Gao Hongming pondered for a while, "If the information is correct, the Japanese army has come out in full force this time. If they really want to fight us, the outcome should be June [-]th.

Of course, we are six and the Japanese army is four.But what I am most worried about is that the Japanese army will not fight us decisively at all, but will break up and play sparrow war with us. If the air forces of both sides fight a stalemate, it will be very disadvantageous to us. "

"Well...that's the truth."

Master Liu and political commissar Heping nodded slowly.

As Gao Hongming said, once the air forces of the two sides have reached a stalemate, the bombers of the flight corps cannot be dispatched with all their strength. In this case, they can only rely on the ground forces and the Japanese army to fight to the death. …

Especially now that the 47th Division of the Japanese Army and the remnants of the 108th Division have joined forces at Huanglian Mountain, and they are working together to launch an attack on the New [-]st Brigade. The [-]th Division is also approaching the New [-]st Brigade from the right.

The most terrible thing is that Okamura Ningci still holds two mobile units of mixed brigades in his hands, and he doesn't know when he will launch a fatal blow to them. In this case, everyone will tremble in their hearts .

After pondering for a long time, Gao Hongming suddenly said: "Mr. Liu... Political Commissar Ping, since the old devil Ningci Gangcun has put a knife on our necks, let's act first, we can do this..."

…………

The sun fell from the land in the west, and the sky fell into darkness again.

A group of figures in brown-gray camouflage suits, M35-style helmets, and weapons walked quietly on the mountainside.

The night at the end of June was extremely cool, the moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moonlight quietly sprinkled on the earth. With the help of the moonlight, a group of people moved quickly, and there were a few low-pitched shouts from time to time.

"Keep up... hurry up... don't fall behind."

Time passed, and when the group turned around a mountain depression, a large flat land appeared in front of them. About three miles away from the foot of the mountain, several barbed wire fences appeared. Behind the barbed wire fences was an airport temporarily. .

The leader of the crowd raised his right hand high, and the people behind him stopped immediately. When this person turned his head, the moonlight shone on his face. It was awe-inspiring that he was rescued in the grove two days ago. Lu Xianping's special forces captain.

The captain took out the binoculars and looked forward for a few minutes. Although it was dark at this time, with the help of the moonlight, the captain could still see through the binoculars the rows of silver fighter planes shining under the moonlight beside the airport runway.

He counted roughly, and not only whispered: "Guys, we have made a fortune... There are more than 60 aircraft here, including Zero, Falcon, and Nine-Nine Heavy Explosions."

An impatient team member behind hurriedly said: "Captain...then what are you waiting for, let's work quickly."

"No hurries……"

The captain glared at him, "Monkey, immediately report the location of the airport and the types and numbers of various aircraft to the headquarters, and the others immediately disperse their vigilance."

"understand!"

Soon, a group of dozens of people immediately began to disperse.

On this night, at least there were more special forces scattered in various places in Shanxi, doing the same thing as this captain.

They either shuttled in the outskirts of the city or walked in the mountains. Their purpose was only one, and that was to conduct reconnaissance and positioning of all the airports of the Japanese army in Shanxi based on the information sent by the reconnaissance squadron, and send the information to joint command.

after three o'clock in the morning

At this time, most people have fallen asleep, but for some people, this time also means the best killing night.

The No. 25 and No. [-] airports located on the outskirts of Liantai are brightly lit, and under the guidance of the lights, B-[-] bombers are rising from the ground and heading straight into the sky.

As Gao Hongming's most skilled and experienced bomber, Doolittle was naturally the best candidate for the commander of this operation.

"Head...why have we been bombing every day since we came here? I haven't had a vacation for seven consecutive days.

It's even better now that I have to work the night shift!I can see through it, the hearts of capitalists are dark! "

At this time, Paul, the machine gunner, complained from the Doolittle headset flying in front of the B-25. Following Paul's voice, there was a burst of chuckles in the public channel.