Age of Conquest Reborn

At about 4 o'clock in the morning on August 13, at the Yangon Naval and Air Force Base in Indochina, the ** Division Aviation Southern Flying Group Forward Command Post, Commander Le Yiqin, sweating profusely, was in the command post. The phone in his hand,

It kept ringing, putting down this, ringing that, creating a tense atmosphere of war.

"Commander Le, this is the Singapore Ground Radar Station. At 3:20 this morning, my station's air surveillance radar discovered that the Japanese Kashima Air Force stationed on Sumatra Island, with more than 400 fighter jets, left the current station.

Fly towards Luzon Island!"

"Foreword, I am the ground radar station on Yongping Island in Nansha. At 3:40 this morning, the air surveillance radar of my station discovered that the Japanese Araki Air Force stationed on Kalimantan Island took off more than 500 fighter jets.

Passing through the airspace of the South China Sea and flying towards Luzon Island!”

"As mentioned above, I am the leader of the Singapore base air patrol team. During our routine air patrol in the airspace of the Nansha Islands, we discovered that about 230 Japanese bombers flew in from the direction of Sulawesi Island. According to

Judging the course of the Japanese bombers, the origin and destination is in the direction of Luzon Island!"

All ground radar stations and air patrol aircraft reported the same situation. The Japanese army's more than 900 fighter jets and more than 230 bombers were all destined for Luzon Island. Put down the phone and Le Yi

Qin wiped the sweat from her face and walked around in circles in the command post!

The sweat on his head was definitely not due to nervousness, but due to extreme excitement, "That's right, that's right! The division commander didn't lie. The planes of the little devils are all gathering on Luzon Island. There must be a war to be fought.

.Damn it, the little devil gathered so many fighter jets at once

and bombers. It seems that the Yankees are going to suffer. If we add the Kuroda Air Force originally stationed on Luzon Island, the little devils will suddenly bring out 1400 to 500 fighter jets and bombers. This is going to be a big fight.

What a show!" Le Yiqin couldn't help but said to himself.

While muttering, he also let out a long sigh, his eyes flashed with a complex look of regret, excitement and eagerness, and he kept hitting each other with his left and right palms. There was a clear "snap" sound, and all the staff officers and radio operators in the command post responded.

They turned a blind eye to Le Yiqin's actions. They had long been accustomed to the commander's actions. They also knew that once the commander behaved like this, it meant that he was in an extreme conflict!

Le Yiqin wandered around for a while, suddenly stopped, as if she had made a lot of determination, grabbed a red telephone on the table, shook it, and put down the phone like a deflated ball.

, sat down heavily on the chair, frowned and stared, with a very tangled expression on his face.

He was stunned for a while and shouted to the communications staff: "Convey my order. All air patrol crews should stay away from Luzon Island. The ground radar station will closely monitor the air combat situation in Luzon Island. Once any air combat is found,

If a plane crosses the border, whether it's a kid or a Yankee, I'll knock it down!"

Just now, Le Yiqin did have the urge to call her teacher Tang Qiuli to ask for a fight. The situation provided by the teacher yesterday was one kind of feeling. Today, the situation she heard in person came to life, and it was another feeling.

, but what the teacher said last night still rang in my ears. I really didn't have the courage to challenge the teacher's patience, "Being a staff advisor to the teacher will last forever!" Thinking about it, Le Yiqin felt guilty.

A burst of courage came to naught, but to be fair, he was quite dissatisfied with the division commander's decision. In Le Yiqin's view, this was a lost opportunity to completely annihilate the Japs and Yankee airpower. According to

His plan would never be to stupidly rush into the red-eyed chicken fight between the little devils and the Yankees. He would have to wait until the little devils and the Yankees were both injured and exhausted before taking advantage.

There is a saying in the art of war, "The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind!" With the strength of the Southern Flying Group, Le Yiqin is absolutely sure that he will be an oriole who only takes advantage but does not suffer any losses. However, this oriole is

, but didn’t have the guts to persuade the teacher to be an eagle and let him go out as an oriole, so he had to suppress the urge in his heart. Not to mention how uncomfortable it was to be upset!

Le Yiqin in Yangon, Indochina, was so angry that he wanted to kill someone because he couldn't eat such a big piece of fat. At the Japanese Army's Calais Mountain Campaign Headquarters in Luzon Island, because of his great plan, he was about to implement it.

General Ito Yanzaburo was also a little nervous, but his nervousness was filled with uncontrollable excitement and excitement!

At 4:25 a.m. on August 13, Chief of Staff Kawashima walked up to the Commander-in-Chief, who was sitting on a wicker chair with his eyes closed, and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, in five more minutes,

The attack is about to begin!"

General Ito opened his eyes suddenly, and a murderous cold light suddenly burst out, but his tone was as calm as a pool of water, and he said calmly: "Let's begin!"

At 4:30 in the morning, the Calais Mountains in central Luzon is still shrouded in mist. Early birds are chirping on the branches, preparing to start a busy day of foraging. The broad leaves

, unable to bear the huge dewdrops, he trembled slightly, and the dewdrops slid down and splashed into countless small water droplets on the rocky ground. If there were no external factors that violently destroyed it, this would undoubtedly be a peaceful and beautiful morning.

Suddenly, in the distance, there was a muffled sound like deep thunder, and a faint blue smoke enveloped the source of the sound. Then, countless hot metal projectiles, with a scream that cut through the air, passed through the gradually whitening sky in the east.

, fly far away!

In a burst of earth-shattering explosions, the earth trembled, and the echoes of the explosions continued to echo in the valleys and woods. On the US military position, a dark red fire appeared, filled with smoke, dust and soil. Therefore, this dawn was no longer peaceful.

, amidst a burst of unprecedented fierce artillery fire, it started to become noisy!

This time the Japanese artillery bombardment was more violent than any previous one. Although I was used to the nerve-destroying artillery fire before the Japanese army attacked, the artillery bombardment early this morning had a huge impact on all the American officers and soldiers on the defense line in the Calais Mountains.

Speaking of which, I still feel a different taste.

The intensity of the shelling was more than double that of before. The American soldiers hiding in the shelter, with pale faces and arms around their Garand rifles, were as if they were sitting on a small boat drifting in the storm, bumping helplessly.

, the soil above our heads fell "swissly", the earth was trembling, everything was trembling, including the spirits of the American soldiers.

Viewed from a high altitude, the front line stretching for more than 100 kilometers in the Calais Mountains was full of flashes of fire, forming a strip of fire and smoke. After a full fifty minutes of shelling, the storm-like artillery fire suddenly stopped.

Stopped, as suddenly and quickly as they came, hundreds of thousands of artillery shells fell, almost destroying all the surface fortifications on the US defense line, many areas designed to facilitate tank attacks, and even rock ridges more than one meter high were destroyed.

It exploded into slopes.

On the defense line, the consciousness of all the American soldiers had not yet awakened from the volcanic eruption-like artillery fire. A few minutes later, the noise of Japanese tank tracks "rolling" and crushing the soil was heard, and the roar of Japanese soldiers filled the mountains and plains.

In the dim light before dawn, the bayonets of the 38-guns in the hands of the Japanese soldiers reflected the cold light. General Ito Yanzaburo devoted all his troops and tanks to launch the most ferocious attack on the U.S. Third Army's defense line.

attack!

Commander Whiteman was awakened when the Japanese army began their sudden artillery attack. When he walked to the entrance of the cave, all he could see were countless shell blast points, smoke and dust rising into the sky on his own position.

Major General Whiteman's face suddenly turned white. From the smoke that filled his sight, he smelled an ominous smell. The intensity of the Japanese shelling this time was beyond any other, with a deadly tone.

mean.

Could it be that, on just the fourth day, the Third Army had ended its mission? There was a loud "Boom!" and a large-caliber artillery shell exploded not far from the entrance of the cave. The stirred up soil scattered in all directions.

Come on, a piece of shrapnel, with a metallic trembling sound, hit the rock at the entrance of the cave hard. If Commander Whiteman's guards hadn't thrown the Major General to the ground, this piece of shrapnel might have been taken.

The life of a U.S. Army major general!

Commander Whiteman got up with an ugly face, glanced at the loyal guard gratefully, walked back to the cave hurriedly, grabbed the phone, he wanted to know that under such a devastating bombardment by the Japanese army, the troops'

The casualties and damage to the fortifications, as well as the Japanese artillery shells falling from the command headquarters far away from the front line, can only be imagined what happened to the soldiers on the front line.

However, there was silence on the phone. The Japanese artillery fire had cut off all the lines to the front-line troops. Commander Whiteman threw away the phone angrily and ordered all radio stations to be activated to contact the commander of the front-line troops immediately. At this moment,

The Japanese shelling stopped, but Commander Whiteman's face turned even more grim. Anyone with a little bit of military knowledge knew that this was when a large-scale Japanese infantry attack began!

The communication to the commanders of the frontline troops was finally going through. The situation reported by the commanders made Commander Whiteman's heart sink. "Commander, our unit was severely shelled by the Japanese army. The surface fortifications of the position were damaged."

, most of them were destroyed, many shelters and anti-gun holes were blown down, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Commander, the Japanese army has begun to attack. There are Japanese soldiers all over the mountains and plains, and there are a large number of tanks. We need air support!"

All the forward force commanders who could be contacted had the same request. The muscles on Commander Whiteman's cheeks trembled involuntarily, "Ito Yanzaburo plans to kill the Third Army today.

I can still survive today, but if I can't bear it, the whole army will be wiped out." He thought with a sigh.

(To be continued)

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