"Zhihan!" Zhou Zhirou stood up and said with concern to Zhou Zhihan who had just walked into the war room, "How are you resting? Did you get enough sleep?"
Seeing the commander-in-chief stand up, all the combatants in the room also stood up.
Everyone knows that Zhou Zhihan is the anchor of the Chinese Air Force at the moment. With his presence in many major battles, the Commander-in-Chief has peace of mind.
Zhou Zhihan smiled and saluted all the combatants of Zhou Zhirou: "Thank you, Commander-in-Chief! Have a good sleep."
"Okay, okay!" Zhou Zhirou motioned Zhou Zhihan to sit down.
Zhou Zhihan saw Zhou Zhirou's red eyes, and felt excited in his heart: "Commander-in-Chief! You must have a good rest too!"
"I'm fine!" Zhou Zhirou waved her hand, "I'm happy. When I saw you returning victoriously from the No. 214 night battle with the Hurricane last night, I was so excited that I could barely close my eyes.
In the past, our fighter jets were suppressed by the Japs everywhere, but now it's better. We finally have a night fighter that can suppress the Japs. "
"Yes! We finally have a fighter jet that can suppress the little devil!"
The combat personnel also lamented that for so many years, the quality of Chinese fighter jets has been crushed by the Japanese. Now we have fighter jets dedicated to night combat. Do you have any, you little devils?
Seeing everyone's happy faces, Zhou Zhihan felt sad. This night battle Hurricane made everyone so happy. One can imagine how much the Chinese Air Force was crushed by the Japanese Air Force before this.
"Zhihan! The Japanese air force has increased its troops." Zhou Zhirou said and handed Zhou Zhihan the summary from the intelligence officer.
Zhou Zhihan reached out to take it, and the little Japanese increased his troops, which showed that the battle of Kunlun Pass was at a critical juncture.
Zhou Zhirou walked back and forth in front of the large combat map and said to everyone: "The Japanese Air Force has made great efforts to increase its troops, which shows that the Battle of Kunlun Pass has reached a critical juncture. Do you have any good strategies?"
No one spoke, all eyes were turned to Zhou Zhihan. The increase in Japanese troops was like a huge mountain weighing on everyone's mind. It was up to the Chinese Air Force ace to see if there was anything he could do.
Zhou Zhihan looked at the telegram, and he couldn't guess what type of new fighter planes the Japanese army was about to reinforce.
Zidian?
Impossible, this Japanese fighter jet is still under development at this time.
moonlight?
This is also impossible. Japan's radar is in its infancy and is not much better than China's. It does not yet have the strength to develop a Moonlight fighter.
Zhong Kui?
Type 1 fighter?
According to the year, this new fighter jet of the Japanese army is most likely to be Type I.
No matter what it is, even if it is F2, I have to destroy it tonight.
Zhou Zhihan's eyes showed murderous intent: "They came just in time. Tonight, I will pilot the Night Combat Hurricane to lead the bomber group and annihilate them in one fell swoop!"
"Okay!" Seeing Zhou Zhihan's confidence, Zhou Zhirou immediately felt at ease, "Tonight, the command of bombing the Japanese Nanning Airport will be handed over to you, and all personnel will be dispatched by you."
Zhou Zhirou comforted herself that this was the advantage of having a super ace and fighting the hurricane at night.
"Yes! General!" Zhou Zhihan stood up again.
Everyone knows that whatever this air force ace has said will eventually come true. Since he is sure to destroy the Japanese Nanning Airport, he must be committed to the cause.
Zhou Zhirou stood up with a serious expression: "Order!"
Everyone in the room stood up at the same time.
Zhou Zhirou said in a deep voice: "From now on, until Colonel Zhou Zhihan leads a group of bombers to bomb the Nanning Airport in triumph, no one is allowed to leak any secrets. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!"
Prior to this, no one was allowed to leave the Guilin Airport War Room. Anyone who leaves without my permission without any reason will be shot on the spot! "
"Yes. Commander-in-Chief!"
Everyone answered in unison.
At this moment, Xu Jianghua, the captain of the Fourth Bomb Group, laughed loudly from outside.
Everyone in the room knew that the bomber group must have returned in triumph. Everyone stood up and waited for Xu Jianghua to walk in. They applauded and welcomed him. This has long been everyone's practice. Every time a pilot comes back from an expedition, no matter what the record is, Everyone would stand up and applaud to boost morale.
Those who can fly fighter jets into the sky, whether they die on the battlefield or return triumphant, win or lose, they are good men who defend China's territory.
As soon as Xu Jianghua entered the room, everyone immediately applauded.
Xu Jianghua gave everyone a military salute, and then applauded with everyone to boost their fighting spirit.
After a while, the applause gradually stopped, and everyone looked at Xu Jianghua, waiting for him to report the results.
Xu Jianghua reached for a glass of water, drank it in one gulp, and then wiped his mouth, with a long-lost smile on his face: "The bombing mission was successfully completed, we dropped all the bombs on the heads of the little devils, and all the fighter planes returned successfully. "
Just when everyone was about to applaud again, Xu Jianghua pressed his palms to signal everyone to be quiet. He continued: "When we completed our mission and returned, we passed a big mountain. Guess what we saw?"
Judging from Xu Jianghua's expression, everyone knew that what they saw when they returned must be a good thing. Affected by his emotions, everyone also smiled and shook their heads to express that they could not guess.
Xu Jianghua: "We saw a mountain of corpses!"
Everyone was stunned!
Xu Jianghua waved his fists and said very excitedly: "The mountain is full of corpses of Japanese soldiers."
"The mountain is full of corpses of little Japs? Captain Xu, stop being so pretentious and hurry up and tell us what's going on?"
Everyone urged Xu Jianghua not to show off.
"On the way back, the navigator saw through the telescope that there were many crows rising and falling over the mountain. The number was astonishing, and it was almost blocking the sun. So everyone felt strange, so they took a slight detour and arrived here. Above the mountain, we were all shocked. We saw hundreds of corpses scattered on a rugged mountain road. Weapons were scattered all over the mountain. Some corpses were blown beyond recognition by bombs. We lowered the flight altitude and flew from Looking through the telescope, most of these people were attacked and killed by heavy weapons.
Judging from the clothes, helmets and weapons, they are definitely small Japanese troops. Many wild wolves, jackals and dogs have eaten them and are sleeping next to the corpses. They drive away crows from time to time. The scene is very scary..."
As Xu Jianghua spoke, he walked to the combat map and pointed to a large mountain marked on the map: "That's the mountain, but I don't know its name."
A combat staff officer said: "This is the mountain that the 42nd Regiment led by Nakamura Masao climbed over last night!"
"Zhihan! Is this your masterpiece?" Zhou Zhirou looked at Zhou Zhihan with surprise on her face.
so close! Zhou Zhihan was secretly glad that he had not wiped out all of Masao Nakamura's 42nd Regiment last night, otherwise today would be absolutely unexplainable.
Zhou Zhihan nodded: "If it weren't for the lack of fuel, the bullets were fired, and the cannonballs were thrown, I would have wiped out the old dog Masao Nakamura's team last night."
"God..."
"OMG……"
Even Xu Jianghua, the captain of the 4th Bomb Group, had an expression of disbelief on his face. Colonel Zhou's combat effectiveness was really terrifying. With only one fighter plane, he almost wiped out two squadrons of the Japs. Ten thousand people were killed. Enemy!
Zhou Zhihan said modestly: "This is mainly due to the glory of the night battle with the hurricane. Last night, Nakamura Masao's 42nd Wing never dreamed that our army would have fighter planes flying into the mountains at night and appearing silently above their heads.
The little devil really didn't take any precautions at that time.
They marched on narrow mountain roads at night. For safety, the marching formation was kept very compact, almost people moving forward one after another.
I flew a fighter plane silently above their heads, and then attacked them head-on. As long as I held down the machine gun firing button, anyone could have killed more than a hundred little Japs in the first wave of attacks. The main reason was that the mountain road was narrow and it was difficult to hide even if I wanted to. There was no way to hide, most of them fell into the cliff and died..."
Zhou Zhihan said it in an understatement.
Everyone is not calm anymore.
Over one hundred?
"For God's sake...the first wave of attacks killed more than a hundred little Japs...Colonel Zhou, are you trampling on the little Japs like ants..."
"If it had been anyone else, even if they could fly into the mountains, they would have been discovered by the little devils long ago..."
"If it had been anyone else, it would have been quite remarkable to have killed ten or twenty Japs in the first wave of attacks. You have killed more than a hundred in the first wave. As for your feat, I dare not say that there will be no others, but I dare say that no one has ever done it before..."
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"Zhihan!" Zhou Zhirou was very excited, her face flushed, and she wiped away the tiredness from a sleepless night. "Tell us the principles of night fighting against hurricanes and how radar detects enemies. If we can be more capable, It would be nice to have a few such fighters, but it’s a pity that a few were damaged during transportation.”
"Yes. Commander in Chief!" Zhou Zhihan said as he stood up, walked to the large combat map, and began to explain the principles of radar to everyone. "While I was in the UK, I first participated in the Battle of Dunkirk and came into contact with radar for the first time...
During the Battle of London, the number and quality of British fighter jets lagged behind the German Air Force. However, they relied on their superior radar technology to always take the initiative in the war, and ultimately won this world-famous air battle..."
Everyone listened quietly, with longing expressions on their faces. Everyone thought, it would be great if we could have such a radar.
After the explanation, Zhou Zhihan walked back to his seat and sat down. An orderly brought him a cup of freshly brewed tea and gave him a thumbs up.
After a while, the intelligence officer walked in, opened the folder, and took out a telegram: "Commander-in-Chief! Chief Bai from the Guilin camp is calling."
Zhou Zhirou took it over. This was a telegram sent by Bai Chongxi to all unit commanders. After reading it, he handed it back to the intelligence officer: "Read it!"
"Yes!" the intelligence officer took it with both hands, "According to reliable battle reports from the Kunlun Pass front line, Major General Masao Nakamura, commander of the Japanese brigade, was severely wounded by our army and was dying. Therefore, we ordered all units to increase their attack on the Japanese 42nd Regiment. Without giving the enemy a chance to breathe, we must kill its commander, Major General Masao Nakamura, and seize his body to avenge my loyal general."
After the intelligence officer finished reading, everyone's blood surged. General Zhang Zizhong died on the battlefield, and all the Japanese soldiers shed tears. If the Japanese commander could be killed in the battle of Kunlun Pass, it would be considered a consolation for General Zhang Zizhong's heroic spirit in heaven.
