Southeast Shanxi.
Liao County.
Eighth Route Army Headquarters.
Li Yunlong went to the headquarters to meet with the leader. He was not in a hurry to return to northwest Shanxi, but stayed at the headquarters for a few days.
Every night, the chief of staff and the chief would hold Li Yunlong for a long talk.
With Li Yunlong's current level of cultural knowledge, military theory, and tactical command capabilities, although there is still a gap between Li Yunlong and the chief of staff and chief, the gap is not that big.
After Li Yunlong led a new regiment to northwestern Shanxi, in addition to commanding battle time, he would study cultural knowledge and military theory in his free time.
Before going to bed every night, I lie in bed with my eyes closed. In addition to thinking about how to make money, I also review every battle in my mind.
Although the New Regiment has not lost a battle in the past two years, there are still some battles where it can be fought better, sacrificing fewer soldiers and killing more Japanese.
However, Li Yunlong's improvement in all aspects is also visible to the naked eye. Not only does he have the temperament of a general, but he also becomes more confident and calm.
There were fewer swear words in his mouth, and there was more of a calmness that would not change even if the mountain collapsed.
Quoting scriptures between words, opening and closing one's mouth is military theory.
Even the chief couldn't help but praise Li Yunlong, and he looked at him with admiration after three days apart.
And tomorrow, Li Yunlong will return to northwest Shanxi.
In the conference room of the headquarters, the chief of staff asked: "Li Yunlong, you will return to northwest Shanxi tomorrow. Have you made an arrangement with Boss Chen An about your return flight?"
"It's agreed." Li Yunlong nodded, "Boss Chen will send a transport plane and four fighter jets to pick me up at Yangcun Airport at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning."
"This trip is really easy for you," the commander next to him said with a smile. "You have a special plane to pick you up when you're traveling far away. You're even better than me, the deputy commander-in-chief!"
The division commander and brigade commander on the side also smiled slightly.
Even when the deputy commander-in-chief, deputy chief of staff, division commanders and brigade commanders go on long journeys, they basically ride horses. If the road conditions are better, they will take cars.
However, he, Li Yunlong, a small group leader, was actually given a special plane to pick him up and drop him off. This treatment was not even close to half a star.
"Such a great style." The brigade commander even smiled and said: "I didn't know, I thought you were the head of the headquarters."
After laughing, Li Yunlong said: "Commanders, please be patient. It will take another half a year at most."
Li Yunlong carefully calculated the time, paused, and then said: "No, in five months at most, Boss Chen will have an aircraft business. By then, our Eighth Route Army will have its own aircraft. You are the big one." Chief, are you worried that there will be no planes to fly to? YA will also build an airport by then, which will make travel easier."
The first batch of pilot students from the Eighth Route Army went to Chen Laodi's overseas military base to learn to fly airplanes around mid-June last year.
It is already the end of January, and in more than five months, the pilot students will graduate and return.
At that time, Boss Chen will announce the aircraft business. This is what Boss Chen said personally.
As soon as he finished speaking, several chiefs couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes full of expectation.
The chiefs were not that concerned about whether to take a plane or not. What the chiefs cared about was the powerful firepower of the plane provided by Boss Chen.
There is a saying that Li Yunlong often talks about these days. The strength of a modern army should be reflected in its powerful firepower.
This sentence has been confirmed by Xinyi Tuan, and it is the truth.
In the past, when the Red Army faced an attack by the National Army, the National Army's firepower was not that strong, and the fear of insufficient firepower was not yet obvious.
However, after being reorganized into the Eighth Route Army, facing the Japanese attack, the fear of insufficient firepower became obvious.
The firepower of the Japanese army was an order of magnitude stronger than that of the Chinese army.
In the past, the Eighth Route Army felt the fear of the Japanese firepower, but now the situation is that the Japanese army in Shanxi feels the Eighth Route Army's firepower, so that some Japanese troops have a phobia of insufficient firepower.
This is the result of the new group not having full firepower.
A modern army without air support cannot be said to have strong firepower. The strong firepower should be reflected in all-round firepower, such as ground firepower, air firepower, and maritime firepower.
Of course, with the current strategic goals of the Eighth Route Army, it is still a bit far away from developing a navy.
However, Boss Chen made it clear that as long as Li Yunlong is willing in the future, Boss Chen will also have business with battleships, destroyers and aircraft carriers.
Once the Eighth Route Army has Boss Chen's aircraft, and the Eighth Route Army gains air supremacy, and the ground and air cooperate in combat, then a major counterattack will be more than twice as likely to be fought.
While the leaders were full of expectations, Li Yunlong raised his wrist from time to time and kept looking at the watch on his wrist.
When the teacher saw this, he smiled and asked: "What's the matter, Li Yunlong, I saw you checking the time five or six times an hour today. Are you going somewhere in a hurry, or is your watch made of gold?"
He usually handed over a large amount of supplies, weapons and ammunition to the headquarters, but this time Li Yunlong came to the headquarters with nothing, not even his golden Desert Eagle.
If the golden desert eagle is brought here, how can he still have a share?
He will definitely be robbed by the brigade commander and division commander.
The watch he wears is also an ordinary watch, not a gold watch.
The reason why he frequently checked the time was because today was the day when the Sharp Sword Squadron, the 1st Artillery Battalion, and the 1st Cavalry Battalion were in action to bombard Wusu Airport.
The Japanese 17th Flying Regiment arrived at Taiyuan Wusu Airport at 3 o'clock this afternoon. Duan Peng and the others should take action.
Counting the time, there should be news coming.
Could it be that the operation failed?
Regardless of success or failure, there should be news, right?
Li Yunlong was about to explain when a combat staff officer walked in with a stack of paper in his hand and gave a military salute with a smile on his face: "Reporting to the chief, just now our radio station monitored the commander of the First Army. Phone call between Yoshio Iwamatsu and Neiji Okamura, commander of the North China Front."
"oh?"
"Was the call translated?"
"Have you heard any valuable information?"
Several leaders' eyes lit up.
The radio monitored the conversation between the commander of the First Army and the commander of the North China Front, but it was extremely rare, only once every few years.
Under normal circumstances, Japanese military officers of this level communicate by either sending telegrams or making phone calls.
"Most of the call content has been translated." The communications staff handed over the translation paper in his hand.
The chief of staff took it and looked at it: "Why are they all cursed by Okamura Neji? Every time Okamura Neji cursed, Iwamatsu Yoshio would say hello back."
The chief of staff was a little disappointed and thought he could get some useful intelligence information.
But then I thought about it, Japanese military officers of the same level as Okamura Neji and Iwamatsu Yoshio, and Okamura Neji had been a spy, it was impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake of exposing secrets in a radio call.
Moreover, even if the secret was exposed, the Eighth Route Army headquarters would not believe it.
Not only the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, but also units that had set up monitoring radio stations such as the Second War Zone Commander's Department also heard Okamura Neiji scolding Yoshio Iwamatsu bloody.
The telegram was handed to the head of the headquarters. After reading the telegram, the chief handed it to the division commander and brigade commander.
Li Yunlong and the brigade commander read the telegram together.
"Neji Okamura is really good at scolding people." Li Yunlong immediately laughed, "There are so many curse words, and none of them are repeated."
However, the teacher's tone was confused: "Well, why did Okamura Neji scold Yoshio Iwamatsu? Looking at Okamura Neji's attitude, he wanted to shoot Yoshio Iwamatsu himself. Is it possible that Yoshio Iwamatsu suffered a big defeat?"
Li Yunlong on the side saw something.
At this point in time, Okamura Neji cursed Iwamatsu Yoshio on the radio channel. Could it be related to Duan Peng and the others shelling Wusu Airport near Taiyuan?
The more Li Yunlong thought about it, the more likely it became.
The leader was keenly aware of the subtle changes in Li Yunlong's expression, and asked: "Li Yunlong, did your group make some big move to irritate Okamura Neji?"
"No, no, absolutely not." Li Yunlong shook his head like a rattle, "I, the regiment leader, are still at the headquarters. What big move can our new regiment make?"
The more Li Yunlong tried his best to deny it, the more disbelieving his boss, chief of staff, brigade commander and division commander looked.
The leaders felt more and more that this must be a big move made by Li Yunlong.
Although Li Yunlong's psychological quality has been greatly improved now, but being stared at by the four major leaders, Li Yunlong still beat his heart and said: "It's not a big move, it's just a small move."
The four chiefs became more and more curious, and the chief of staff asked: "Tell me honestly, what little trick did Okamura Neji make to scold Yoshio Iwamatsu until he was bloody?"
Li Yunlong was about to speak when the communications staff officer walked in quickly with a telegram in his hand.
"Report to the chief, a new telegram!"
"Read it!" The chief glanced at Li Yunlong, waved his hand and said, intuitively telling the chief that this telegram must be related to Okamura Neji's scolding Yoshio Iwamatsu.
"Yes!" The communications staff officer picked up the telegram and read:
"At 3 o'clock this afternoon, our 1st Artillery Battalion launched an artillery bombardment against the enemy Wusu Airport at Wujin Mountain. At the cost of zero casualties, a total of 33 enemy aircraft were destroyed and 18 enemy pilots were killed, including Zhao Gang, political commissar of the New Regiment."
This telegram was sent by Zhao Gang. Boss Chen had already informed Zhao Gang of the number of enemy planes destroyed and Japanese pilots killed.
Although the Japanese 17th Flying Regiment suffered casualties of forty or fifty, most of them were crew members, and only a small number of pilots were killed.
"Blowed up 33 enemy planes and killed 18 enemy pilots..."
"You call this a little trick?"
Although he said this, the chief's eyes and expression were extremely satisfied, and then turned into joy.
If he remembered correctly, if you destroy a Japanese plane, you can get three 75mm mountain cannons, and if you kill a Japanese pilot, you can get a 105mm howitzer.
From this business alone, Li Yunlong earned 99 75mm mountain cannons and 18 105mm howitzers.
This batch of mountain artillery and howitzers can completely expand two artillery brigades, which is equivalent to an artillery division.
And the most important thing is that Li Yunlong earned an artillery division this time at the cost of zero casualties.
Thinking of this, the eyes of the chief of staff, division commander and brigade commander changed when they looked at Li Yunlong. This guy has done another extremely beautiful business!
"Hehehe, I made a small fortune, it's not worth mentioning."
Being stared at by the four chiefs with blazing eyes, Li Yunlong spoke modestly, but felt secretly happy in his heart.
(End of chapter)
