When Tang Qiuli stepped out of the rest room, he quickly adjusted his feelings, and he had become energetic, and when he saw Le Yiqin, he immediately laughed and said, "Yiqin, it's just right, it's raining in time!" ”

Leaning comfortably on the chair, Le Yiqin, who didn't care, immediately jumped up, stood up and saluted, and said loudly: "Report to the division commander, Le Yiqin is here on order, please give instructions to the division commander!" You know my problem, if I don't fight for a day, my whole body will itch, the Indochina Peninsula and the Southwest Pacific Theater, the little devils and the allies are fighting lively, we don't have anything to do for the time being, I can't reach out in a hurry, fortunately you transferred me to Outer Mongolia, otherwise, I can't hold back my illness! ”

Tang Qiuli pointed at Le Yiqin with his finger and said jokingly: "You are worthy of being a militant, it seems that it is right to transfer you to Outer Mongolia, you are used to drinking fruit drinks in the Indochina Peninsula, but there is no such thing in Outer Mongolia, how about a bowl of milk tea?" Orderly, milk tea! ”

The steaming milk tea was served, Tang Qiuli, Zhao Yuhe, and Le Yiqin each had a bowl, Tang Qiuli drank it with relish, Le Yiqin took a sip, frowned, shook his head again and again, and said: "Commander, I can't bear it, I'm still not used to it, if I am in Outer Mongolia, I can't live with this thing all day long!" Please also ask the division commander for approval, how about replacing it with wine? ”

Tang Qiuli laughed, originally a little depressed, after such a burst of laughter, suddenly became a lot more enlightened, put down the milk tea bowl, and said, "Replace tea with wine, you are beautiful, Yiqin, tell me about the situation!" ”

Le Yiqin restrained his smile and said in a low tone: "Division Commander, when I led the team to the battlefield in the airspace of the Sejingge River, I caught a tail, and the battle was almost over, and the troops of Cuigang suffered great losses, before coming. At the Kulen ground air command, he bumped into Dong Ningxuan, chief of staff, and got a general understanding of the situation, but the Northern Flying Group was seriously damaged, with more than half of the fighters and pilots suffering heavy casualties. ”

After a pause, Le Yiqin saw that the teacher was listening carefully to his words, and became a little bolder, and then said: "Teacher, I don't hide my opinion. This time against the Soviet Union, we were not well prepared, it was a hasty battle, even Cuigang and Lao Sun were wounded, how many years have we fought with the little devils. There was no case of the supreme commander of the two units being wounded before the battle. ”

"Not to mention beating the British. I didn't hurt a single hair! Looking at the division commander's gradually sinking face. Le Yiqin hurriedly said: "Master, I'm not accusing you, you also know that I am a straight person, what do I say, and I never hide my opinions!" ”

Tang Qiuli waved his hand. Not wanting to delve into this topic, he said: "Yiqin, since you are here, the air battle in the Outer Mongolia region." It will take time for the two units to get used to and run in in terms of their coordination with each other, their combat style, and their command habits, but we do not have time, and the campaign to encircle and annihilate the troops of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union will start in the early morning of 27 September. ”

Le Yiqin said without thinking: "On the way to meet you, I have thought about it carefully, this time, my troops are transferred to the Outer Mongolia region, a total of twelve fighter regiments, six bomber regiments with more than 1,000 aircraft, and the future air battles will be dominated by the Southern Flying Group, with the sole purpose of seizing air supremacy on the battlefield. ”

Tang Qiuli nodded, and roughly agreed with Le Yiqin's plan, Le Yiqin was encouraged, and then said: "There is another point, from the fighter and bomber pilots of the two armies, draw out the top pilots, form a night air raid group, bomb the rear base of the Soviet army and the baggage transport convoy, and draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle, in addition, I also brought my paratrooper regiment, if necessary, a tiger to dig out his heart, and kill Lao Maozi and a guy, this plan, I don't know if it will affect the overall campaign deployment of the division commander?" ”

Tang Qiuli thought about it for a while and said: "Yiqin, the idea is very good, but after the battle begins, our troops are superior to the troops of the Soviet Transcaucasian Military District in terms of strength and firepower. ”

Le Yiqin smiled "hehe" and replied: "Okay, I will listen to the teacher's arrangement and keep this hand for Lao Maozi for the time being, my luck is good, I have a piece of meat in my mouth and a piece in my hand!" ”

Tang Qiuli said: "Yiqin, don't underestimate the enemy, before you came, the Pure Gang troops had already beaten the air force of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union to the point of dying, almost annihilated, but the national strength of the Soviet Union is incomparable to Japan, Stalin can mobilize several fighter divisions to come to reinforcements at one time, so, to formulate good tactics, I have two air forces, I don't want to see any more losses!" ”

After speaking, looking at his watch, Tang Qiuli was quite surprised and said: "I forgot the time when I talked about it, Yiqin, you came from afar, you have a good mouth, I asked the cooking class to prepare hand-grabbed mutton, which can be regarded as a pick-up for you, and call your chief of staff He Zhijun, as well as Dong Ningxuan, the chief of staff of Cuigang, also call, let's have a good meal!" ”

Le Yiqin hesitated, and said a little embarrassedly: "Commander, there is a chance to catch the wind, when the battle is over, no matter what, now, I want to go to the hospital to see Cuigang, and also to see Lao Sun, I have been on the ground for a long time, and I haven't found time yet, so I can't rest assured!" ”

Tang Qiuli's smile condensed on his face, sighed, and said: "Go ahead, you don't have an appetite to stay, Cuigang should have woken up, by the way, don't disclose the losses of his troops to him for the time being, it's important to recuperate!" ”

Le Yiqin drove a military jeep, the wind drove on the streets of Kulen, three guarded jeeps, followed by him, he was no stranger to the central city of Outer Mongolia, three years ago, in the first Outer Mongolia campaign, he was in the skies over Outer Mongolia, and the Soviet Far East Military District Air Force, fierce battle for several months, but at that time, the independent division aviation was far from the current strength.

Arrived at the field hospital of the Outer Mongolia Frontier Army, the jeep was stopped by the sentry, a young soldier, looked at it in surprise, the major general with a gold star in front of him, from his military uniform, different logos, saw the difference from his common troops, after checking the documents, the small red flag in the hand of the little soldier was placed.

After the four jeeps drove into the gate of the hospital, the little soldier ran to his comrades and whispered, "See, the major general commander of the Southern Flying Group!" Even the troops from the south have been brought up, and look, this time the Soviets look good! ”

Le Yiqin came to Liu Cuigang's ward first, Chief of Staff Zhao Yuhe had called first, the director of the field hospital and several school officers were waiting, Le Yiqin looked at the military doctor and major general who was nearly sixty years old, and asked in a low voice: "Dean, how is the condition of the wounded?" ”

The dean was obviously in a good mood, and said with a smile: "It's Commander Le of the Southern Flight Group, I've heard of the name for a long time, Chief of Staff Zhao has called, it's really dangerous to say, Commander Liu has been in a coma for three days and three nights, and he just woke up in less than three hours, the mental state of the wounded is relatively good, but his body is still very weak, he needs to recuperate, he can go in to visit, but, don't take too long, and don't pay attention to it, don't let the wounded feel excited!" ”

Le Yiqin nodded, gently pushed open the door of the ward, a strong smell of medicine and disinfectant water, rushing to the face, making Le Yiqin, who had just come in from outside, very uncomfortable, Liu Cuigang closed his eyes, lying on the hospital bed covered with snow-white sheets, his cheeks were thin, and his face was unhealthy pale.

Le Yiqin stood quietly in front of the hospital bed, looking at the energetic old guys, old comrades-in-arms, brothers in life and death, now lying here, so weak, the past scenes emerge in front of him, from the two hot-blooded young men of the Jianqiao Aviation School of the National Government, to the division commander's wisdom and vision, defected to the division commander's command, the fierce battles in the sky of North China again and again, the two commanded the independent division aviation team that was created at that time, attacked Pingjin, and the air ambush in the Taihang Mountains.

Crisscrossing the skies of North China, smiling proudly at the west wind, the Japanese North China Dispatch Army and the Kwantung Army Air Force were terrified, and the prestige of the independent division air force was played, and the air force was divided into two and became the supreme commander of the air force in one theater.

I don't know how my good brother and comrade-in-arms struggled on the line of death for three days and three nights, but his injuries and his pain, I can understand it, thinking of this, Le Yiqin couldn't help but feel hot in his chest, tears moistened his eyes, his fists clenched tightly, an indescribable emotion, which made his burly body tremble slightly!

It seems to be a feeling, Liu Cuigang, who was in a shallow coma, felt a familiar breath, tried to open his eyes, and saw Le Yiqin with hazy tears, so he grinned and said in the loudest voice: "I know it's you, I'm lying down, the division commander should transfer you over, this time I'm satisfied!" ”

Liu Cuigang thought that his voice was very loud, but listening to Le Yiqin's ears, it was similar to a mosquito humming, Le Yiqin didn't hear Liu Cuigang's words clearly, but saw his fluttering lips, hurriedly wiped a handful of tears, pounced in front of him, and said in surprise: "Thank God, you finally woke up, Cuigang, what did you do?" The little devil didn't treat you like anything, so much so that the old man took a bite! ”

Liu Cuigang grinned, and said in a weak voice: "I can't die yet!" ”

(To be continued)(To be continued......