Accidental injuries are a big problem. In the historical Operation Cobra, the US Army Air Force killed hundreds of officers and soldiers, including a lieutenant general, and dozens of tanks and other vehicles along the way. In terms of the number of Americans killed, although it cannot be compared with that killed by the Germans, and in terms of quality, it is not at all comparable to that of the Germans. You know, American generals are still quite valuable. Even a guy like Patton is just a lieutenant general. When General Halsey led almost the entire U.S. Pacific Fleet to fight the Battle of Kuah Island, he was just a vice admiral. In the entire war, the Americans lost only two lieutenant generals, one was black-shot by Rì himself in the Pacific Ocean, and the other was killed by bombers of the US Army during Operation Cobra. And the sudden death of this commander also plunged the US military into chaos for a time.

Ron didn't remember the name of the unlucky guy who was blown up, and when he saw this history in his previous life, he only read it as a story, and there was a mind to remember the name of the unlucky guy. But now, according to the arrangement in the battle plan, the commander of the US Army Ground Forces, Leslie?? James?? Lieutenant General McNall is most likely the unlucky one.

"Especially in the plan, our bombers will also launch night bombing, and the speed of our army's progress will definitely be different from the plan, and even because of the problem of information transmission, in some cases, it will be different from what the army aviation unit knows. Heavy bombers are at high altitude, and it is difficult to see who is on the ground, and at night, it is even more impossible to see who it is. This increases the risk of accidental injury. Ron said.

"So, Ron, do you have any ideas?" General Bradley asked.

"General, some time ago, the 21st Attack Aircraft Wing has been cooperating with the Seventh Army, undertaking close fire support and battlefield separation tasks. When carrying out close-range fire support missions, the distance between us and the enemy is only more than 100 to 200 meters, and the dogs and teeth between the enemy and the enemy are staggered, and the probability of a misfire is quite large. For this reason, together with the Seventh Army, we have worked out some ways to avoid accidental attacks. Ron replied.

"Well, go ahead."

"In the beginning, we had all the vehicles of the Seventh Army have a board with a striking inverted V logo on the top. As long as our attack planes see such signs from the air, they will not attack. ”

"The Germans can also see this sign, and what if the Germans do the same?" One asked.

"We put these signs on our vehicles before the attack, and the Germans only noticed them after the attack, and I don't think the Germans have enough time to equip their vehicles with such signs. As for the future, we have several logos that can be used in rotation. Ron replied.

Ron's answer clearly pleased the person who asked the question. He nodded and said, "That way I'll be fine." It's a simple and good idea. ”

"But Ron, this practice is suitable for attack aircraft flying at low altitudes. Our bombers can't see anything so small. It was Ron's old acquaintance, Li May, who spoke.

Ron nodded to Li May, and then replied, "Just like General Li May said, bombers can't see such a small sign even in the daytime. But we can have some workarounds. For example, after discovering a bomber, our ground forces immediately issued a predetermined combination of signal flares into the air in accordance with regulations. In addition, as our 21st Strike Wing did in cooperation with the Seventh Army, our air power can send liaison officers to the ground forces. The bomber sends a radio command to the ground before it starts bombing, and if there is no answer on the ground, or if the answer is wrong, the bombing will begin. Even ground liaison officers can direct air strikes and make quick decisions about the results of bombings. ”

"Looks good to think about!" Li Mei said expressionlessly, "It's worth giving it a try...... Even if we don't succeed this time, it is worth continuing to work on as a direction for future efforts. ”

Those who are familiar with Li Mei know that Li Mei's evaluation of Ron's suggestion is actually quite high. As for his expressionless face, well, have you ever seen facial paralysis with an expression?

Then Li Mei looked at Ron again, and continued to say to Ron in that classic Li Mei style voice with almost no ups and downs, "Are you free at night?" Let's concretize this idea together, how about an air-ground battle? ”

"Okay, General." Ron happily agreed. Li Mei came up with the phrase "air-ground battle", which really surprised Ron. This seemingly wooden person is really surprisingly sensitive in terms of tactics. And if this idea is to become a reality, it does require the participation of experts like Li Mei.

"Then, the two of you should come up with a specific plan as soon as possible, and leave a day or two before the operation to familiarize the troops with the plan." Eisenhower said, "Although it is inhumane to urge the wounded to work, but this is a time of war, and in the use of air power, Ron, you and Li May are irreplaceable experts, and you can only work more." Don't get too tired, though...... Curtis, I especially want to remind you that you don't work all night, and you never take care of yourself. It's just that you're like this, Ron is a wounded man now, and he can't work with you all night and night. Well, I don't care what time you get it, Ron has to go to bed by 11 o'clock! ”

"Well, I know that." Curtis?? Li Mei still answered in a voice that did not fluctuate.

……

In fact, Ron discovers that Li Mei is really a special person who follows the rules. As soon as she entered his oversized office with a sand table, Li Mei didn't say a word, and set an alarm clock to 11 p.m.

"As soon as I started working on it, I often lost track of time. I think you have this tendency, so in order not to disobey Ike's orders, we have to set the alarm clock first. Alright, let's get started......"

……

Mike was originally a non-commissioned officer in charge of radio liaison in the 8th Air Corps, and early this morning, he was given a mission to serve as an air liaison officer in the Army's ground forces. So, early in the morning, he and a few other fellows who had received the same task rushed to the unit they were going to cooperate with in the "Lysander" MKIIISD liaison plane that they had brought from the British.

The plane landed lightly in a small clearing, and Mike saw that there was a goal at each end of the small clearing. It seems to be a school cāo field.

As soon as the plane came to a stop, Mike jumped out of the plane. At the same time shouted: "Come on! Help me carry things down. ”

Two soldiers came running, and they, Mike, and his partner, Sulla, lifted the big box off the plane, and the pilot, Cook, came to help.

"Something, it's so heavy." Cook said.

"High-power radio, plus high-power generators. Or maybe it's so heavy! Mike replied.

According to the revised plan, Mike and Sulla were to install the radio on top of an M7 Priest self-propelled gun. for air-to-air communication.

A few men lifted the radio into a car, which pulled Mike and them off into the distance.

A few minutes later, the car entered a courtyard. Here was the regimental headquarters of an infantry regiment below the 35th Infantry Division of the US Army. Mike saw that an M7 Priest 105-mm self-propelled gun was also parked in this yard. A couple of technicians were busy up there. Mike knew that they were removing the cannon on it to make room for the high-power radio and the larger generators needed for it.

Dulles, the head of the regiment, was very busy, so he simply said a few words to Mike and them. He said that his fighters would try to keep them safe as much as possible, and hoped that the cooperation between them would be pleasant. In fact, it was not the first time for them to work with a liaison officer from the Army Airlines, but it was the first time to work with a liaison officer from a heavy bomber unit.

Before lunch, the guys of the ground forces dismantled the artillery of the M7 Priest 105-mm self-propelled gun, and the original generator was also removed. As for Mike's stuff, they won't be loaded until lunch.

To say that the lunch of the ground troops of the army in France was better than that of the guys in the rear. In the UK, what is eaten every day is nothing but Spam or Spam. At most, it's just a pure stew of spam into a potato stew. The American soldiers, including Mike, had gotten to the point of nausea when they smelled Spam. However, the British had a good impression of Spam, and not only the British soldiers, but also some British citizens, were happy to exchange other food for Spam. Of course, having eaten the British, the American GIs immediately understood why the British found Spam delicious. This is really because the smell of what the British have made can definitely only be described as dark. Mike even came to the conclusion that if you could adapt to British food, you would be able to eat a whole bunch of disgusting, wriggling, fat bugs without changing your face, and then compliment it on how good it tasted like chicken.

This is not the case in France, where the Americans are their liberators, and the enthusiastic French are happy to offer them all sorts of delicious food. Just a little something, like a lighter, like chocolate, can be exchanged for good things like wine, smoked sausages, chickens and ducks from the passionate French. Especially French wine, well, it's not for the big soldiers in the United States.

For example, in today's lunch, there was a bottle of French wine that was said to have been exchanged for a Chibb lighter.

"Hey, Mike," said an ensign named Henry, who boasted to him with the bottle in his hand, "have you ever drunk it?" Champagne! ”

"I've drunk," replied Michael, "I'm Virginian, and I have a vineyard at home." We also make champagne ourselves. ”

"You can't call it champagne, you can only call it sparkling wine." Henry shook his head and looked like a connoisseur, "Only French champagne is real champagne!" This is a real Champagne from the Champagne region. It's a pity that there are not many, and each person can only get a small cup. There is also smoked sausage, which is also very good, but unfortunately there are not enough of them. So, we still have to eat some spam. ”

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