The Japanese Army has increased its forces again, and now there are six divisions of standing troops in the small Nakdongjiang encirclement, and there are still three army divisions and regiments that have been reinforced one after another from the mainland, plus two field heavy artillery brigades, and half of the Japanese standing army has been gathered in the small Busan area. Unfortunately, these units are not adequately supplied, or they are not supplied to match the opponent's firepower. The 200,000 Japanese troops and nearly 500 artillery pieces could only lie in the trenches and fortifications to harass the opposite blockade line with cold guns and cold guns, and they had to pay attention to avoid being stared at by the opponent's artillery.

Sometimes when the front-line troops of the Chinese National Defense Forces are bored, they will also fire rows of expiring Qiwushan artillery shells at will, this kind of blind shooting makes the little devils almost think that the other side is going to launch an offensive, and wait for a bunch of little devils to squat in the fortifications and prepare to give the opposite side of the National Defense Army a head-to-head face, waiting for the legs are numb, and the opposite side is stunned There is no movement. There was a stupid and bold devil soldier Cao, relying on his half-baked Chinese, so he simply copied a trumpet.

"Mossi Moxi, of the Wehrmacht, are you still charged? We've been waiting for half the night, and we're going to hurry up desperately, and if we don't fight, we'll change to rest. ”

"Rub, little devil, Lao Tzu destroys expired ammunition and cares about your birds, it's okay, don't squeak in the house here, this wagon is finished, wait for the next wagon to arrive, Lao Tzu will take the cannon and tell you to get up at night!"

"Youxi, you've worked hard. Then we have withdrawn, and you have rested. The Japanese soldier with a squad withdrew from the communication trench and retreated from the fortifications, and the wild vegetable dumplings with cornmeal in Mixi finished eating and drinking, and he fell asleep with confidence and boldness, almost not turning over the Japanese squad leader, and the orders of the boss were not as effective as a few jokes on the other side. When the squad leader called the bearded uncle in his forties, Jun Cao, before he could ask, he spoke first.

"Minei-kun, you don't have to worry, the Wehrmacht on the other side is really not lying, they are using Krupp's 75 mountain artillery shells, and there is not even a single heavy artillery shell of more than ten lives (100 mm), you should not think that the artillery preparation before the attack on the opposite side will be so perfunctory. Our front-line fortifications are all reinforced with pine wood and sandbags, plus the semi-underground machine gun forts, they have to use at least 100 heavy guns for an hour to be effective, I think the shelling just now is definitely blind fire, will not really attack. Besides, if I say withdraw, do you think the other side can believe it? False and real makes the opponent even more uncertain, rest assured, leave a squad, second lieutenant, you take people down to rest, if the opposite side really intends to attack, I'm afraid it won't be able to finish in three days and two mornings, and if you don't rest at that time, you'll be tired and tired. ”

After saying the crooked salute, the bearded soldier fell asleep again, and the second lieutenant Mine, who had just graduated from Lu Shi, couldn't cry or laugh, but these re-recruited military caopers were often more cunning than one another, just with their experience, Mine also felt that it was worth a try, of course, he still left two squads and a machine gun, and rested on the shift. When the Fourth Division came up to replace them, Second Lieutenant Minai was stunned to find that all the squads with veterans as Commander Cao were in good spirits, not at all like those recruit units composed of all domestic reinforcements. As a result, the captain of these recruit squads was rewarded with a meal of three binds from above, and looking at his colleagues who had gained weight on his face, Minema rubbed his face a few times so that his face would not be too watery. At this time, he saw the bearded soldier Cao in the team, and it happened that the military cao was also winking at him, although he felt that it was unseemly, but Mine still felt that he should be grateful to this old military Cao, after all, being able to maintain a good condition on the battlefield is not only to avoid being beaten into a pig's head by his boss, but also a hard condition to save his life in a critical situation.

In this way, after three months of confrontation on the Nakdong River, the second batch of troops entering the ROK began to take over the 7th and 8th armies, this time it was several divisions of the 9th Army and the Central Army, and still maintained the strength of 8 divisions against the 10 Japanese divisions on the opposite side (the 20th division had been rebuilt on the spot), the Nakdong River was filled with gunsmoke every day, but the real casualties were not large, this front became a chain that tied the Japanese army, and the real killing move was being built in many areas south of Samhan. From Gwangju to Daejeon, even the newly recovered Jeju Island is boiling with construction, and most of the assistance provided by the government of the Celestial Empire has become the wages for the construction of bridges and roads in various regions of Samhan, especially the construction of more than 20 large airports in the south of Samhan, where thousands of people went into battle together, and the base layer of Samhe soil was flattened like a mirror by pulling a stone grinder more than one person high by manpower. The Yongbi Airport has invested a lot of money, and even the modern maintenance plant has been built free of charge by Standard Airlines, and of course, the civil infrastructure project was built by the Samhan government free of charge by mobilizing migrant workers. This series of actions was interpreted by the Japanese army as the Wehrmacht wanted to stabilize the front and did not plan to increase troops, so it planned to rely on air superiority to maintain, which the Japanese had no choice, and their own air force was not even as good as the other party's rookie, except for letting the other side increase the red sun under the cockpit cover.

As the confrontation became clearer, the diplomatic representatives of the two sides again held the fifth round of consultations at the foreign minister-level in Bangkok under the mediation of Britain and the United States, but neither the Chinese and Japanese governments considered themselves to be at a disadvantage, so the representatives of the two sides basically reiterated the principled positions of the two sides according to the script, and did not reach an agreement on the issue of the three Koreas. China insisted on the unconditional return of the Chinese territories and subjects occupied by Japan, the liquidation of Japan's colonial responsibility for China and its vassals, and the losses caused by the military conflict between the two sides in the three Koreas (the battle of hundreds of thousands of people was actually only a military conflict, and the British and American representatives said they did not know what the Chinese defined the scale of the war as a result), including China's military expenditures. This is obviously a condition that the defeated country should bear, not to mention the government of Japan's current military background, even the Hara Kei cabinet did not dare to agree. Japan's concession conditions for the division of the north and the south and the three Koreas were nothing, and they were simply rejected on the spot by the Chinese representatives. Just when all countries in the world thought that China and Japan would fight around the three Koreas and Taiwan for a year and a half, the Chinese Ministry of National Defense, which had already prepared the last link, and Wu Chenxuan, vice president and general minister of national defense, who was on vacation, issued an order at Huashilou in Qingdao: "The "Goddess of Dawn" operation will start at 0:00 on April 11, 14th year of the Republic of China. ”

On April 11, the 14th year of the Republic of China, the darkness of the late night shrouded the runway of Jiaozhou Airport, and a few cold stars in the distance of the sky flashed lazy eyes. Although it is the hot season of late summer, the cold air of the early morning still lingers on the sleeping airport. The war preparation room, which was covered by heavy velvet curtains, was already crowded, and the click of the slide projector masked the slight sound of breathing. The tense atmosphere of preparation for war may be mixed with the excitement of going out to fight, but the discipline cultivated by many years of military career has long penetrated into the bone marrow, except for the resolute look revealed in a pair of bright eyes, from the vision of the chief of staff behind the lectern, the tall posture of the flight officers in lead-gray one-piece flight suits sitting behind the desks, the bright air force eagle emblem on the white flight helmet placed on the table, and the logo of their respective flight wings on their arms. He couldn't help but think of the voices and smiles of those comrades-in-arms who entered the old aviation school with him back then, although many of them had spilled blood in the sky, but these young eaglets in front of him made him seem to return to the days when he launched swifts with his comrades, dragging thick smoke and dust and soaring side by side in the blue sky. The tip of the pen rustled on the notebook, the photos were arranged in order and loaded into the target comparison book, there were no slogans, no oaths, as the green light turned on, the intelligence officer's briefing was just finished, a group of flying officers got up and left, and the battery car at the door drove them to their respective hangars. The waning moon in the sky is still half-asleep and half-asleep, the garage doors of the semi-underground aircraft bunkers slowly open, and the huge bodies of the B-3s poke out of the ground firmly, and the headlights illuminate the back half of the guide car.

On the long plane of the brigade, the captain of the brigade with the rank of colonel on his shoulders stared at the red signal light on the control tower, time seemed to freeze at this moment, the sweat in the palm of the hand holding the throttle handle had moistened his fingers, he did not know that the commander of the base on the command tower was accompanying a group of air force generals to guard the red phone, and their sweat was also soaked from the palm of his fingers. The ringing of the ringing telephone reverberated in the quiet command tower, and everyone was startled and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the instant smile was replaced by the usual strict countenance. Finally the red signal light went out, and the green signal light opened his eyes. The co-captain's hand pushed the throttle instantly, and the low roar of the propellers rang out one after another, breaking the silence of the airport. The tires of the B-4 "ballistic" medium bomber accelerated on the runway, and one by one, the huge bodies rose into the air, and the take-off speed of 6 planes per minute soon made the entire group fly in the deep blue night. Their formation had just been lined up, and the young men of the escort group on their beloved war eagles also appeared in the direction of the formation at 2 o'clock, although there was radio silence, but the wing commander could still identify them from the silhouette of the escort plane and the insignia of the aircraft, which was the F-4 "War Eagle" type A fighter, and Hai Dongqing glaring angrily on the white shield -- this was the logo of the 16th Air Superiority Wing, which was a mixture of Mongolian and Han nationalities. The same drama played out at the same time in the night of North China, and from the ground, it was like scattered clouds pouring in from all directions, converging into a neat cumulonimbus cloud, which was the largest air formation in human history so far, concentrating nearly two-thirds of the elite of the young and powerful Chinese Air Force, which was also the most devastating air combat force that the world could assemble during this period. The idea of air superiority is thus deeply seared in the mind of any person in military uniform in the world.

The aircraft* flew in the dark night, the sky was almost inky outside the window, and the green number icon on the instrument panel was constantly jumping. The huge air fleet remained completely silent, only the roar of the engines, and not the slightest other noise. The Huashi Building in Qingdao Badaguan is relatively empty on the balcony. Wu Chenxuan and Wang Zijin sat side by side on the wrought iron swing shelf, although they did not speak, Wang Zijin could feel that Wu Chenxuan's heart was not calm, she gently approached Wu Chenxuan's arm, and her soft body snuggled up.

"Honey, is the baby asleep?" Wu Chenxuan interrupted the silence by speaking first, "It may be a little noisy for a while. ”

"It's okay, Wu's mother is with the baby, and my mother is also there, and the baby sleeps soundly." Although Wang Zijin has given birth to a baby, she usually feeds the baby and does not delay her from attending work, but she has moved the office to her home. Although Wang Zijin is in charge of science and technology, he is still very sensitive to political movements, and recent changes in research such as remote sensing technology, high-sensitivity cameras, chemical weapons research, and pest prevention cannot hide from her eyes, but these are all projects related to the Ministry of National Defense and standard enterprises, so Wang Zijin did not raise any questions at all. "Sean, is there a big move? It's going to be with..."

"Yes, the real war has begun." Wu Chenxuan patted Wang Zijin's hand, and said lightly, "Tonight is the first wave of air raids, and the movement will be relatively large, and it will be almost the same in a week, and there will be much less involvement in scientific research in the future." ”

"Hmm. I believe. Wang Zijin understands the key to this, "I plan to take a break in the past two days, and let Lao Yang and them open next week's annual meeting." ”

Wu Chenxuan knew that this was Wang Zijin's deliberate self-confinement in order to avoid suspicion, but he could still trust his wife. Having said that, since Wang Zijin followed him, in addition to giving birth to two children, he has never had a good rest, so it is not evil to rest and recuperate.

"It's okay, just take a hot spring in Laoshan Mountain, and let the Taoist priest of Shangqing Palace take care of your body." Making a reassuring pose, the couple sat on the swing frame and chatted about their children and relatives, the artificial Milky Way above their heads had gradually disappeared into the eastern sea, and in two hours, the night sky in Japan would be restless.

"Brother, look at the sky, there are so many shooting stars. I can make several wishes," the little girl followed her brother to the sea to pick up small sand crabs, and used them to make sand crab juice at home. As soon as I looked up, I saw a moving Milky Way in the starry sky.

"Where?" The little boy raised his head and followed his sister's fingers to see that there were indeed meteors lined up neatly, although he had never seen real meteors, but he didn't line up if he thought about them. The little boy who was about to say something saw that his sister had been concentrating on making a wish on the meteor, and he didn't open his mouth again, anyway, it was the responsibility of the elder brother to make his sister happy, and the little boy also knelt down with his sister to make a wish, hoping that the father and uncles who went out to sea to fish could return early, sell the catch and change it to a sailboat, and when he grew up, he could also help his father steer the boat, what his teacher said, as long as he went to junior high school, he could understand the textbook, and he could learn from those uncles who wore white clothes, and drove a steamer with smoke to sea.