This was a real air battle, a contest of technology and courage, 74 Daming Air Force fighters against 50 Tianzhu Air Force fighters.

In the blue sky, the Mustang pirate storm flew up and down, chasing each other, the tracer of bullets crisscrossed and crisscrossed, the roar of the engine, the whistling of the wings breaking through the air, the sound of machine gun fire, the sound of sonic shock, the hit fighter pulled out black smoke trails, with a dying scream across the sky, like fireworks blooming into an epic magnificence.

This is air combat, a duel of air knights!

Half an hour later.

"Your Excellency, we have lost five fighters, two pilots have been killed, fifteen enemy planes have been shot down, and the remaining enemy planes have now fled into Bhutan."

Hu Hao cautiously reported the results to Yang Feng, who was fishing.

This result is expected, with a numerical advantage, with ground radar command, and radio interference to destroy the enemy's communications, if you can still lose, it will be unreasonable, not to mention that one-third of the people who participated in the war are Prussian ace pilots, among which there are four super aces whose shooting down records exceed the total number of Tianzhu fighters on the battlefield, and the shooting down records of those Tianzhu pilots combined, maybe they are not as many as one of them.

"Among them, our Chinese pilots shot down five of them, and one pilot shot down two of them himself, but four of the ones shot down were Chinese pilots, and the two who died were both killed."

Hu Hao then added.

"The first real air battle, this achievement is okay, real warriors are fought, it is impossible for an army that does not experience death to grow, blood and fire are the best teachers."

Yang Feng said while reeling in the line.

"Also, get ready, I'm going to visit Assam."

Looking at the empty fishhooks that had been collected, he continued.

And at this time, the battle of Gohati continued. It's just that the battlefield has shifted to the ground.

The 1st Brigade of the Daming Marine Corps has arrived.

"Attack, attack, keep attacking!"

Huang Ziang, commander of the 1st Marine Brigade, sat in an armored command vehicle and shouted into the radio in his hand.

He is a rare regular soldier in the Ming army, an overseas Chinese in Malaya, and a former captain of the expeditionary force. And the protégé of the Son of Heaven, who belonged to the bald guy, was originally from the chariot unit of the New First Army and participated in the entire process of the great counteroffensive, but after the war, the Mi people took back most of the chariots, and he was not interested in going north, so he simply slipped back and joined Yang Feng's subordinates.

And at this time, in front of him, hundreds of Xie steamed buns and infantry fighting vehicles were lined up at almost the same speed. Crushing forward on the plain field, a seven-six-millimeter tank gun and a seven-three-millimeter low-bore pressure cannon are constantly spewing flames outward, and the exploding fire balls explode from time to time between the defeated Tianzhu army and the tribal armed forces in front, and the dense bullets spewed out by the vehicle-mounted machine guns with tracer light are wantonly slaughtering the enemy on the opposite side, and behind the steel tracks, the blood-red carpet keeps pulling forward.

Behind these tanks and combat vehicles. A group of Marines in camouflage uniforms and body armor are holding the Type 46 assault rifles in their hands and following closely with their heads bowed. From time to time, borrowing the cover of the car to shoot at the opposite side, or very unkindly make up a shot on the wounded soldiers of Tianzhu that appeared at their feet, after experiencing the sea of corpses and blood in Java, in the eyes of those once simple and simple Ming soldiers, the enemy's life has long been the same as grass mustard, who does not have a dozen or twenty in his hand.

Behind them. There were also several burning Stanats billowing smoke.

The 1st Marine Brigade is actually a mechanized infantry brigade, including three mechanized infantry battalions, all of which are large battalions of six companies, Xie Mantou plus infantry fighting vehicles, and heavy artillery battalions. The reconnaissance battalion, rocket artillery company, logistics, transportation, health communications, etc., add up to a total strength of 5,000 troops.

They went straight to Imphal immediately after landing in Chittagong, and as soon as they arrived in Imphal, they received an order to reinforce Gohati, but there were some delays due to road and logistical supply problems, and when they arrived, not only did everything that should have happened happen, but even the Tianzhu people were crushed under the bombardment of the air force, and they were at best a clean-up of the battlefield.

Huang Ziang, who was very depressed, did not hesitate to give the order to attack.

The Tianzhu Army, which was already on the verge of collapse, how could it stand this real steel torrent, and the few remaining Stuarts were opened by Xie Mantou before they could make a move, and the rest of the people had to run away.

"If you want to run, how can it be so easy, go down to the river and take a bath first."

Huang Ziang lifted the hatch, lay on it and looked at the Tianzhu people who were being driven down the Brahmaputra River, and muttered to himself viciously.

"Brigade commander, there is a guy in front who surrendered, saying that he was a colonel in the Tianzhu Army."

At this time, a report from a subordinate came over the radio.

"If the bandits pretend to be on the spot, they will correct the law on the spot!"

Huang Ziang said without hesitation.

Führer Yang has ordered that in order to comfort the victims of Gohati, any bandits who escaped from Gohati will not accept their surrender and will directly correct the law on the spot.

He just wants to give them an unforgettable memory.

Not only for the Assan, but also for the whole world to completely change the image of the Chinese, he is not a panda, he only is a dragon, even if it is a magic dragon, he wants the fear of all the neighbors around him, trembling, bowing his head and not daring to peep, instead of cutting his own flesh to buy those cheap gratitude and praise, the latter is like a gorgeous hollow porcelain, which cannot withstand casual knocking, and only the hellish black iron can stand solemnly.

The battle on the riverside was like a slaughter, and even as the Tianzhu people fell to their knees and pleaded, the rumbling tanks and chariots still ran over them as if they were ignoring, and the infantry who followed behind indifferently fired bullets into the struggling bodies, stepping on their flowing blood and continuing to move forward.

In desperation, the Tianzhu people did not have any courage to fight back against the water, their spirit had been completely destroyed by fear, and they had no way to escape, they rushed to the Brahmaputra River, driven by tanks and combat vehicles, they jumped into the surging water more than a thousand meters wide, and then also surging away like the passing water.

Gohati was regained.

Although there are not many living people left in the city, 80% of the buildings have been razed, and the entire city has almost been wiped out, but these are all done by the Bao disciples, all of them are Tianzhu people, and the Assamese people will firmly remember this blood feud.

As for the Tianzhu army led by General Timaiya...

"We don't know about this, we haven't seen it, but there are some bao gangsters pretending to be Tianzhu soldiers, trying to get away with justice and punishment, but please rest assured that the Tianzhu government and people will not be soft on this kind of despicable and shameless people, and we have put them to justice on the spot."

At the press conference of Yang Feng's visit to Assam, Huang Ziang, who rushed to Xilong from the front line, said to the reporters in righteous words.

Well, this is the explanation for the disappearance of more than 10,000 Tianzhu troops in Assam.

But at this time, Nehru had no time to discuss this matter with Yang Feng, because when General Timaiya led the remnants of less than a regiment to join up with reinforcements, and hastily deployed defenses on the north bank of the Brahmaputra River under the banner of the Assam People's Self-Defense Army, the Pakistan Army had already entered Kashmir and officially exchanged fire with the Tianzhu Army.

The East Pakistani army has also begun to move towards the border, their target is West Bengal, Tianzhu must face a powerful enemy squeezing from both east and west at the same time, and the two hands that are clenching their throats are closing towards the middle.

But these are not the most serious, the most serious is the attitude of the British government to this matter.

"Your Excellency, we have known each other for many years, at this time we don't have to continue to talk about those useless things, you and I know very well what you are doing, I just want to say a word to you at this time, I hope you respect the authority of His Majesty the King, what is yours is yours, not yours, you don't stretch out your hand again."

In the Tianzhu Governor's Palace, Lord Mountbatten sneered and said to Nehru, who came to the door again, that at this time, Count Clement had already settled the Parliament, and the British government would not care whether the Tianzhu people lived or died.

In fact, it should be a very happy thing for the British government to watch these evil slaves unlucky.

Nehru's behavior is already a blatant slap in the face to the authority of the British government, and the division of the former British Tianzhu is also approved by the British Parliament, even if the status of Kashmir is indeed undecided, but the establishment of Assam is certain, the ink here has not dried, and our army has not all retreated, you have begun to grab other people's territory, this is simply treating our words as farts!

Yang Feng beat you up?

You deserve it!

"Your Excellency the Governor, our troops have withdrawn from Assam."

Nehru said with a false smile on his face and a slight bow.

"And what about the Assam People's Self-Defense Army?"

Mountbatten said with a sneer.

"This is an internal affair of the Assamese people, and we have no right to interfere."

Nehru continued to smile.

"In internal affairs, well, the British government also has no right to interfere in the affairs between you and Pakistan and Assam."

Mountbatten said with a sneer.

Nehru said no more, and then took his leave, and just as he boarded the car and left the Governor's Palace, Colonel Kaul, who was with him, said angrily: "They are so arrogant, do they still think that this is in colonial times?" High above us and riding like a monarch? ”

"Colonel, you shouldn't talk about others behind your back like this, His Excellency the Governor is still our Governor, and his term of office is not over."

Nehru said lightly.

Colonel Kaul hurriedly bowed his head in an open-minded acceptance.

"Turn ahead, go to the Soviet consulate, maybe our new friends can give us the help we want."

Nehru then said to the driver. (To be continued......)