Peiping.

The heavily guarded Iron Lion Alley.

Headquarters of the North China Front of the Japanese Army.

"Isn't there any news from the paratrooper brigade yet?"

Seeing that the communications staff officer Osamu Kitani walked in with a telegram in his hand and an ugly face, Okamura asked in a hoarse voice.

At this time, Okamura Ninji has long since lost his relaxed demeanor yesterday.

The eyes behind the round-rimmed glasses were bloodshot, the gaze was gloomy, and the expression was solemn.

Last night, after the paratrooper brigade parachuted out to gather its troops, it should have sent a telegram to the headquarters of the North China Front Army.

But until 12 midnight, Okamura did not wait for a telegram from the paratrooper brigade.

Okamura Ningji guessed that it might be the radio of the paratrooper brigade, which was broken while parachuting.

Most likely, the paratrooper brigade is already on its way to Niangzi Pass.

So in the second half of the night, Okamura Ninji gave Tanabe Moritake a combat order to break through according to the original plan.

However, Okamura Ninji's thoughts are full, but the reality is cruel.

The Japanese troops surrounded at Niangzi Pass were ambushed by the Eighth Route Army and were blocked by aircraft, artillery and hundreds of machine guns.

The Japanese paratrooper brigade never appeared.

Even Moritake Tanabe scolded Okamura Ninji, feeling miserable by Okamura Ninji.

It wasn't until dawn that Okamura Ninji ordered the Ministry of Communications to contact the defenders of Jingcheng County, but the result was that the paratrooper brigade had not been received last night.

What's going on?

Could it be that the transport plane of the paratrooper brigade got lost last night?

It is very likely that the navigator of the aircraft will not be able to see the iconic structure clearly at night, and it is also possible that the aircraft will fly in the wrong direction.

But soon, Okamura Ninji dismissed this possibility.

If the transport plane gets lost, and the transport plane is equipped with a radio station, won't the pilots and the paratrooper group contact the command?

And even if the transport plane gets lost and the paratrooper brigade does not succeed in parachuting, after the transport plane returns, the Kwantung Army Command should also send a telegram to the North China Front Command, right?

Where the hell did the transport planes and paratrooper brigades go?

Okamura Ninji frowned and thought about it, but Osamu Kitani had already walked quickly to him, and lowered his head with an ugly face and reported:

"Report to the general, the defenders of Jingcheng County reported that a large number of aircraft wreckage and corpses were found more than 20 kilometers northeast of Jingcheng County."

"Kuroda Shaosa, the captain of the gendarmerie stationed in Jingcheng County, went to confirm it overnight."

"These planes and corpses were identified as transport planes and paratrooper brigades of the Locust Army."

Due to the location where the air battle broke out, there were still about 30 kilometers from the place of the parachute.

Therefore, when the devils in Jingcheng County were in the air battle, they did not find it in time, and when they heard someone report the situation in the vicinity, the military police captain immediately rushed over with the Japanese army.

After the devil confirmed, the telegram came again, and it was already the next morning.

"Nani?"

Okamura Ninji's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief.

Even within the entire North China Front Headquarters, only himself and communications staff officer Osamu Kitani knew that the information of the paratrooper brigade had been leaked.

Yusue Seizan asked with gloomy eyes: "So, the transport squadron and the paratrooper brigade were shot down by the planes of the Eighth Route Army?" ”

"Yes!"

Osamu Kitani bowed his head and reported:

"At about 10 o'clock last night, the people of China in that vicinity heard the sound of aircraft fighting and a large number of explosions."

Yusue Jingsan's eyes widened, and his tone was incredulous: "The fighter of the Eighth Route Army actually has a night combat function!" ”

Before the paratroopers and transport planes were dispatched, the staff of the North China Front had studied it and gave an ambiguous report:

The fighters of the Eighth Route Army should not have the function of night combat, but for the weapons of the Eighth Route Army, they cannot be treated with common sense.

To put it simply, our staff does not believe that the fighters of the Eighth Route Army have a night combat function, but they may have.

In the previous night battles, the planes of the Eighth Route Army only relied on the ground troops to launch a large number of flares to have the ability to fight at night.

And the Japanese aircraft, even the Zero fighter, the most advanced in the Navy's Red Deer, did not have the ability to fight at night.

Of course, the most important reason for the destruction of transport planes and paratrooper brigades.

In addition to the fact that the planes of the Eighth Route Army have the ability to fight at night, there is another important reason, that is, the information of the paratroopers has been leaked.

Even though His Excellency the Commander advanced the paratroopers' battle plan by two hours, the information was leaked.

Seizo looked at Okamura Ninji.

Who exactly leaked the information?

Fortunately, I didn't join the combat plan of the paratrooper brigade, otherwise I was afraid that I would not be able to get out of it.

"Yes! Your Excellency Deputy Chief of Staff. ”

Osamu Kitani replied in a solemn tone:

"There were more than a dozen paratroopers who survived last night's air battle, and according to the paratroopers' dictation, he said that it was the enemy's plane that suddenly appeared like a ghost and then suddenly opened fire."

"The pilots of the Eighth Route Army seem to have eyes, no matter whether the transport planes of the Locust Army are pulling up or descending rapidly, the planes of the Eighth Route Army can always find the planes of the Locust Army and shoot them down."

Osamu Kitani dared to come to report, naturally he already had a basic understanding of the entire air battle and losses last night.

Last night's air battle lasted only a few minutes.

Only a dozen devils saw that the situation was not good, and the parachute jump was successful.

All the other devils went to see Amaterasu.

All 30 transport planes were shot down, and the 1,100-man paratrooper brigade was almost completely wiped out, suffering heavy casualties.

Okamura Ninji's face suddenly turned pale.

The total annihilation of transport planes and paratrooper brigades is certainly deplorable.

However, the hopelessness of the surrounded locust army at Niangzi Pass made Okamura Ningji feel desperate.

After all, the transport aircraft belonged to the Kwantung Army, and the losses were lost, and the paratrooper brigade was insignificant, but the three divisions and two brigades that were surrounded at Niangzi Pass were the main elite of the North China Front.

At this moment, a telegraph soldier with a telegram in his hand, walked in quickly, bowed his head and handed it to the communications staff officer, and quickly turned to leave.

Osamu Kitani took the telegram, and after reading the telegram, his face couldn't help but change suddenly.

"General, Lieutenant General Yoshio Iwamatsu, commander of the First Army, urgently telegraphed!"

"Read!" Okamura Ninji's eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his voice was hoarse.

"Hey!"

Osamu Kitani bowed his head slightly, and then took the telegram and read:

"Last night, the First Army and the Fifth Division were ordered to attack, but they were unexpectedly ambushed by the Eighth Route Army, rescuing more than 1,000 people from the encircled Locust Army, and nearly 4,000 casualties."

"The Taiyuan Locust Army is no longer able to attack the Eighth Route Army, and requests to be transferred to Hebei Province immediately."

"His Majesty the Locust is onboard, the Great Japanese Locust Army is onboard, and the commander of the First Army, Yoshio Iwamatsu."

After listening to Osamu Kitani read the telegram, Okamura Ninji didn't have much surprise or surprise on his face.

Every time Iwamatsu Yoshio sends an urgent call, it is not good news, and Okamura Ninji has long been used to it.

During Yoshio Shinozuka's tenure as commander of the First Army, he won battles.

Yoshio Iwamatsu, a waste, has never won a battle since he became the commander of the First Army.

Looking forward to Yoshio Iwamatsu winning the battle, it is better to expect the sow to go up the tree.

What really made Okamura Ninji feel pain was that the offensive of the First Army and the Fifth Division and other troops last night was unsuccessful.

In order to rescue the encircled locust army, the main force of Taiyuan has taken in nearly 8,000 casualties.

The cost of these casualties is simply too great.

Iwamatsu Yoshio has made it clear that the main force of the locust army in Taiyuan is no longer capable of launching an offensive again.

Not only were the 30,000 or 40,000 locust army in Niangziguan unable to break through, but even the surrounded locusts army on the periphery of Taiyuan was hopeless to break through.

In this way, the army of 60,000 or 70,000 locusts will be wiped out.

And Okamura Ninji was helpless.

This loss is big, big.

And the 1st, 5th, 40th, and 56th divisions will also be in danger.

What's more, Okamura Ninji did his best, not only did not turn the tide, but made the situation worse.

After this battle, the elite of the entire North China Front Army was directly wiped out.

Okamura Ninji is out of recruits.

Come to think of this.

Okamura Ninji's eyes were black, his legs were weak, and he fell straight back.

In the remnants of his consciousness, Okamura heard the entire war hall in chaos, and hurried footsteps and shouts could be heard.

"Your Excellency, Commander!"

"Your Excellency, General!"

"General!"

"Call the Medic!"

……

Cai Dong Village.

The new 1st Regiment, the front headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

"Commander, good news!"

As soon as Li Yunlong woke up, before he could wash up and eat, Wang Dehou walked into the room quickly and said to him with a smile on his face.

The people of the village took refuge in the mountains, and the headquarters of the new regiment was placed in the village.

After killing the devils of Tianlong Mountain, Li Yunlong ordered the regiment headquarters to move forward.

Last night, Li Yunlong rested and was on duty by Chief of Staff Wang Dehou during the war.

Even when the night was raging, Li Yunlong only woke up once, turned over and continued to sleep.

After a night's rest, Li Yunlong suddenly felt full of energy, clear thinking, and full of energy.

This campaign to attack the Taiyuan and Zhengtai railways is expected to last a month.

Although as a front-line commander, you need to keep your nerves tense at all times, but proper rest is still necessary.

The body is the capital of the revolution.

"What's the good news?" Li Yunlong's expression moved, and he asked.

At this time, another room opened, and Zhao Gang walked out quickly.

Wang Dehou said: "Last night, our fighter squadron intercepted the devil's transport plane formation before the devil paratroopers parachuted, and none of the devil's transport planes were missed, and all of them were shot down by our transport planes. ”

"Great!"

Zhao Gang couldn't help but clench his fists, and suddenly smiled.

"Pretty, fucking pretty!" Grand Master Li's eyes lit up suddenly.

The quota of 150 aircraft has finally arrived.

Although the Eighth Route Army is now very wealthy, 150 advanced aircraft are still a great wealth for the Eighth Route Army.

Especially for people like Li Yunlong who have gone through the Long March, it is even more of a fortune.

I used to be so poor that I was so hungry that I ate leashes and tree bark.

It's really poor and scared.