my bright sword career

"It's over!"

Seeing the dive bomber flying straight down like a sharp arrow, Aono Akira's heart suddenly cooled down.

He has seen too many of these planes these days. The biggest difference between them and the bombers of the empire is that most of the bombers of the empire adopt horizontal bombing, and even if they want to dive bomb, they will keep the angle at about [-] to [-] degrees.

And these Chinese planes actually adopted a vertical bombing that had never been seen before.

The bomber stabs the ground at a nearly vertical angle, and then drops heavy bombs on the ground.

One by one firepower points, bunkers and artillery positions were destroyed one by one. On the other hand, the Japanese army, which lacked anti-aircraft firepower, could only watch all this happen and was powerless. Aoki Aono did not know how long it had been since he felt this hopeless mood. I didn't realize it.

From the perspective of effect, accuracy and bombing effect, the latter is undoubtedly much higher than the former.

Aono Akira once witnessed a Japanese squadron's position being accurately hit by a super-heavy bomb...and then...the squadron never existed again.

From the squadron leader down to the privates, all entered the Yasukuni Shrine.

"I'm the only one left in the whole squadron. Am I going to see the squadron leader?"

Aono Akira was very unwilling, and then in his desperate and numb eyes, a huge blockbuster hit the headquarters of the 143rd Regiment.

In a burst of earth-shattering explosions, the headquarters was shrouded in thick smoke and flames, as if there were only these two things left in the world.

Aoki Akira just sat there dumbfounded. It happened that there were several dead bodies beside him. It looked like a group of corpses. On a battlefield full of dead people, such a scene was too common.

After an unknown amount of time, the tracks of a tank rattled past him, and a group of Chinese soldiers with rifles followed beside the tank, shooting as they advanced.

But no matter it was the fierce gunshots, the bullets flying across the air, or the soldiers shouting wildly, they couldn't make Aono Kodai move a little bit.

He clearly saw several Huaxia tanks moving quickly on the desolate position, amidst the undulating and floating smoke, it was like a small boat sailing on the turbulent sea.

He also saw the orange flames spouting from the muzzle of the tank, and he saw more than a dozen black figures standing up from the headquarters, running desperately without looking back.

"At this point in the battle, even Kodai Aono, a senior soldier, understands that the 143rd Regiment is over, and even Amaterasu himself will not be able to save him."

Perhaps even God was tired of watching the war. In the evening, a rare cold air swept across northern Myanmar, and the air dropped from more than 30 degrees to below [-] degrees in an instant.

This sudden change in the weather caught both warring parties by surprise,

The rapidly changing temperature also led to a rapid increase in the number of sick troops in the army. Facing the snowflakes of high-level telegrams, the expeditionary force headquarters also made difficulties.

"What's going on here? How did the temperature drop so fast?"

In the headquarters, Luo Zhuoying was furious at a colonel in charge of logistics.

"Luo Yaohui, let me tell you now, the frontline troops are now requesting the rear to urgently provide warm clothes and enough medicines, and you must prepare the things for me within three days, do you understand?"

"Commander, you can't do it even if you kill me."

The colonel in charge of logistics of the expeditionary force spread his hands, "Even children know how hot the climate in Myanmar is, so when we went abroad, each of us only issued two summer military uniforms.

A short-sleeved shorts, a summer military uniform with long pants and long sleeves.According to the weather in previous years, such clothes are enough.

But no one thought that Myanmar would become so cold this year, and the temperature dropped by nearly [-] degrees overnight. We are not gods, who would have thought of this. "

Luo Jia I suppressed my anger and said: "Okay, let's forget about the sudden drop in temperature that you didn't expect.

But now a large number of soldiers in the army have a cold and fever, your logistics department must get me a batch of medicine, right?

We must know that if a cold or fever is serious, it can kill people. If it causes a large number of non-combat attrition, the original anti-communist plan against the Japanese army will fail. "

Seeing that the head of the logistics department made it clear that there is no such thing as death, Luo Zhuoying also knew that it would be difficult for him to raise [-] sets of autumn clothes in just three days. For some reason, he unexpectedly made a mistake He looked at Gao Hongming at the side.

Gao Hongming, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, understood what Luo Zhuoying wanted to say when he saw Luo Zhuoying's appearance, and said very simply: "Mr. Luo, don't look at me like this. I am the same as this Minister Luo. Put on your autumn clothes."

"no……"

Luo Zhuoying became anxious when he heard that, Gao Hongming was his last hope.

From yesterday to this morning, he begged his grandpa to sue his grandma and sent several telegrams to China, but the most replies he got were the four words of powerlessness.

Although he also knew that it was wrong to always catch a sheep and pluck its wool, but he really had no choice but to pin his last hope on Gao Hongming.

"Brother Gao, your family has a big business, even if you can't make up [-] sets of clothes for a while, [-] to [-]... no... there are always [-] to [-] sets, can you borrow it first and return it later? you."

Seeing Luo Zhuoying's anxious face, Gao Hongming still shook his head: "Brother Luo, if you're not a brother, I won't give you face, there is really nothing I can do.

Now our flight transportation capacity has reached its limit, and the amount of ammunition consumed by the expeditionary force every day has made the transportation brigade overwhelmed.

Commander Huang in Shanxi has already complained to me several times. If we continue to transport clothes for you, ammunition and other supplies will have to be suspended. Have you ever thought about the consequences? "

"I……"

Luo Zhuoying was at a loss for words.

Of course he knew that a hundred thousand troops would be an astronomical figure just to eat, drink, and scatter every day, not to mention the weapons and ammunition consumed in combat.

If, as Gao Hongming said, the delivery of ammunition supplies was stopped and the delivery of autumn clothes was replaced, no reasonable person would do so.

Without autumn clothes to protect against the cold, most people would catch a cold and have a fever, but without weapons and ammunition, it would be fatal, especially now that the fighting situation is so fierce.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear to see Luo Zhuoying's anxious look, Gao Hongming said, "Mr. Luo, I have an idea."

"Oh... hurry up!" Luo Zhuoying hurriedly urged.

"You are also smart and confused for a while, we don't have autumn clothes, but the Yankees have them.

I heard that 18 sets of autumn clothes were shipped from the United States the day before yesterday, and these clothes were for the No.[-] Army of the British Army.

Now these things are still in Nadolki, which is less than [-] kilometers away from Yangon, so we can borrow them first and use them! "