The bomber climbed to 2,000 meters and then flew level, heading towards Guilin.
Zhou Zhihan sat in the bombardier's position.
"Sir!" Yan Zhi turned around while sitting in the machine gunner's position and said, "I can guarantee that the eldest lady has fallen in love with you. The way she looked at you just now was wrong."
"It's just your eyes that work. What's wrong?"
Zhou Zhihan said and took out the medicine bag Nalan Mingyue gave him. When he took the medicine bag, he saw a phone number on it.
Sure enough, one of the medicine packets had the dosage of these medicines written on it, as well as a phone number. Finally, there were four beautiful small characters "Nalan Mingyue" written on it.
Zhou Zhihan subconsciously touched the left arm injured last night again. He could no longer feel the pain at the airport just now. He could feel the wound through the gauze and it started to scab. At that time, he felt strange. If he hadn't been there at this time, On the plane, he would definitely find a deserted place, unwrap the gauze and take a look.
"Nalan Mingyue is usually as cold as ice, but when I saw you just now, your eyes were gentle~" Yan Zhi said while fidgeting with the machine gun in his drum, "The three flowers of General Nalan's family are famous beauties in Huizhou City, the eldest lady Nalan Mingyue She and the second young lady Nalan Xinghui are both standard cold beauties, only the third young lady Nalan Huiyue, who is still in school, is more lively."
"Generally speaking, those so-called cold beauties either have prominent family backgrounds and show pride in their bones, or they are just pretending. But in my opinion, most of the cold beauties are just pretending. If you like it, kid Be bold and chase.”
Zhou Zhihan said, using his index finger to scratch around the wound through gauze. He was sure that with such a miraculous healing speed, the wound on his left arm would be healed before night. Is this the advantage of a time traveler?
Yan Zhi touched the machine gun and couldn't put it down. He actually hoped that an enemy plane would appear now and let him try his skills. Although he had never even fired a pistol: "I am a little staff officer who can't even fart~~ I can't even think about it... ...Tsk...90% of the time, this eldest lady has fallen in love with you, and the second lady is even more cold as ice, looking like she is repelling people thousands of miles away..."
Zhou Zhihan looked at the phone number on the medicine bag: "I have a wife. Oh, by the way, Yan Zhi, I will arrange a make-up wedding after this period of work is over, and you can come too!"
"Ah! You have a wife? Isn't she beautiful? Is she as beautiful as Nalan Mingyue?" Yan Zhi felt that chatting with Zhou Zhihan was very relaxing, and there was no superior-subordinate relationship. Although they had known each other for a short time, they had a close friendship with each other for many years. .
They are superiors and subordinates when working, and old friends when chatting.
"You'll find out when you go see me when I make up the wedding."
Zhou Zhihan also had some doubts about his attitude towards Yan Zhi, who was more of an old friend than an old friend for many years...
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11am.
After Zhou Zhihan got off the plane, he drove to an inconspicuous and dilapidated house near Guilin Airport, where the Chinese Air Force's forward headquarters is located.
Walking into the room, all the people attending the meeting were having lunch. Seeing Zhou Zhihan walking in, everyone stood up and applauded him. Zhou Zhirou smiled and took a bench and asked him to sit next to her.
Immediately, a gang leader brought a meal for Zhou Zhihan.
During the meal, Zhou Zhirou was very concerned about Zhou Zhihan's injury.
"Zhihan!" Zhou Zhirou pushed the bowl aside after finishing his meal. A fire-headed army came to clean it up, and he lit a cigarette himself. "Your arm was injured. I was supposed to let you rest for a few days. I happened to go home with Karen to visit. Parents, the battle of Kunlun Pass has reached its most critical moment, so you have to participate in this important meeting today. You are experienced and can bring better tactics to our army."
After finishing the meal, he looked at his watch and saw that there were still ten minutes before leaving the meeting. Zhou Zhihan got up and went out for convenience.
After finding a remote place and making sure there was no one around, Zhou Zhihan untied the gauze wrapped around his left arm. Sure enough, the injured area last night had scabs. What was even more amazing was that the stitches Nalan Mingyue had stitched actually fell off on their own. Itching all around, he stretched out his fingers and finally resisted from scratching.
This is indeed a benefit for time travellers. Zhou Zhihan was overjoyed, then wrapped the gauze again, and then scratched it for a while.
You still have to look good, otherwise it will be unreasonable in the eyes of others.
At 12 noon, the meeting started on time. There were several more officers from the Army Department in the room. One of them, a major, stood in front of the Kunlun Pass map and briefly explained the current battle situation to everyone.
"Last night, two Japanese aircraft carriers parked in Qinzhou Bay were attacked by our air force. One of the aircraft carriers, the Kamikawa Maru, was severely damaged and returned to Japan for repairs. Most of the fighter-bombers on the two ships were also destroyed.
In the morning, the three planes that survived took off from the slightly damaged "Chiyoda" aircraft carrier and flew to Batang. Over Jiutang, they supplied ammunition to the Japs who were besieged by our army, but most of them fell on our army's positions. . However, after getting a few supplies, the Japanese still got some breathing space. "
"Not long ago, our army intercepted a telegram sent by Captain Miki to Major General Masao Nakamura who was on the way for reinforcements. The content was, Sanden No. 126. Starting from 6 o'clock today, our troops were attacked by Chinese troops near Jiutang. In order to encircle and attack the troops, a small team is now left as a reserve team to stay in Jiutang. Under the circumstances of insufficient ammunition, weapons and food, we are determined to eliminate the Chinese *** team with bayonets."
With that said, the major officer gave Zhou Zhirou a copy of the telegram, then walked back to the map and continued.
"Now, the 200th Division commanded by General Qiu Qingquan is about to attack the position between Batang and Jiutang. If it can be successfully captured, it will basically cut off the route between the two positions. Even if Nakamura Masao breaks through Our army's blockade reached Batang, but could not save the Miki United's defeat.
However, the bridge in front of Jiutang was still not captured and blown up. The Japanese relied on the excellent terrain to hold on. Our 598th Regiment, which was responsible for attacking here, suffered heavy casualties.
Due to the terrain, our army used heavy artillery, but the artillery shells could not hit the Japanese bunker, and the casualties of the attacking troops were still increasing.
If this bridge is not blown up, once Nakamura Masao breaks through the Seventh Pond, they will be able to respond to the besieged Miki Regiment and instead attack our 200th Division. The advantage our army has worked hard to achieve before this may be instantly transformed into Bubble. "
"So, the top priority is to ask the air force to provide support, blow up the bridge between Batang and Jiutang, and organize Japanese airdrops."
After saying that, the major gave Zhou Zhirou a military salute, then walked to his seat and sat down.
Zhou Zhirou stood up, walked slowly to the map, and said to the major who was sitting down: "Thank you, Major Du, for your explanation!"
Zhou Zhirou put the telegram in her hand on the table, then lit a cigarette and frowned slightly: "Everyone, what do you think of the current war situation?"
Xu Jianghua, captain of the Fourth Bombing Group, stood up and said: "Commander-in-Chief! Before this, our Air Force flew to Kunlun Pass many times to bomb the bridge between Batang and Jiutang. However, the terrain here is steep and surrounded by mountains on three sides. The situation is strange, and unknown airflow appears from the bottom of the valley from time to time, which will have a fatal impact on bombers.
Even if there is no influence of unknown airflow, the bomber will simply not be able to pull up the nose after dropping bombs at low altitude or dive, and it will hit the mountain.
These objective factors forced our bombers to drop bombs only at high altitudes, but the dangerous crosswinds accumulated between the three mountains would blow the bombs elsewhere. We tried many ways to solve this problem, but none could be solved. "
At this moment, an air force second lieutenant intelligence officer walked in from outside and handed a telegram to Zhou Zhirou: "General! Masao Nakamura has broken through our army's defense line in Liutang and is rapidly advancing towards Qitang."
Zhou Zhirou's expression changed when he heard this: "How could Nakamura Masao's attack be so terrifying and powerful? He broke through two lines of defense of our army overnight."
The room was silent again. No one expected that Masao Nakamura would provide reinforcements so quickly.
Zhou Zhirou paced back and forth in front of the map. Bai Chongxi called him personally last night and expressed dissatisfaction with the role played by the Air Force in Kunlun Pass. This made him feel very stressed.
