"Comrades! Preparation! ”

With Li Yunlong's order, the first Shanxi man-machine tug-of-war competition officially began.

Dozens of fighters stood in descending order, wearing gloves and goggles, holding on to the cable on the tail of the Blenheim fighter plane, only to wait for their regimental commander to give another order before they began to exert their strength.

"Pull!"

After receiving the final order, everyone straightened their front legs and lunged with their back legs, and the overall center of gravity fell backwards.

At the same time, Captain Wang Hai started the engine and slowly pushed the throttle stick, striving to make the fighter have a large thrust at the moment it began to slide.

The above operations can be called human catapult start, or short runway fixed-point take-off.

Since Blenheim is a rear-three-point fighter, if it is not operated properly during afterburner, it will cause inverted onions, and the pilot must make various adjustments according to the real-time state of the car.

At this stage, there are definitely no more than twenty people with this level of technology in the First Air Division.

Looking at the various instruments in front of him and feeling the shaking of the fuselage of the fighter, Captain Wang Hai picked up the communicator and shouted to the comrades of the 1st Marine Regiment:

"Put!"

The moment they received the instructions, the soldiers of the 1st Marine Regiment let go almost simultaneously, and all of them fell to the ground due to inertia.

After a short run, the Blenheim fighter rose smoothly into the air with minimal drag and maximum acceleration, and there were no problems with the landing gear on the left wing.

A moment later, Captain Wang Hai returned to the formation with the crew members and the seven-and-a-half.

Dozens of planes of various types quickly climbed in altitude and flew neatly toward the airfield in the southwestern border area.

"Commander Chen, do you plan to return to the Houtao area next for the 35th Army? Or for the time being, go with our 1st Marine Regiment and advance towards Anbei together. ”

Hearing Li Yunlong's voice, Chen Jieshan withdrew his gaze from the escort formation that was moving away.

After his eldest brother evacuated the battlefield safely, his first task became to preserve the troops as much as possible, after all, leading troops to defect and changing sides alone are two concepts.

Considering that there is a certain probability that the troops stationed in Mongolia will continue to send troops to search, the lieutenant general Guo Guo replied after a little hesitation:

"If I can, I would like to continue to follow the 1st Marine Regiment. Suiyuan is barely the home of the Eighth War Zone, and having the 35th Army leading the way can save you a lot of trouble. ”

"Once something involves the secrets of your department, I will definitely take the soldiers to avoid it in advance."

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't look at what you shouldn't see. I know all these things, Chief Li, you can rest assured. ”

This answer was completely expected by Li Yunlong, and anyone could see that the other party had the intention of changing sides. He first smiled and nodded, and then motioned for Zhao Gang to come and receive the friendly troops.

Professional things have to be seen by professional people, and he can rest assured that his own political commissar will do things.

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A day later, the headquarters of the army stationed in Mongolia.

Compared with the past, today's combat conference room was very deserted, and the atmosphere was a little heavy. The big and small staff officers were gone, and there were only three people discussing something.

"Nishihara-kun, you've disappointed me so much."

"Commander Gangcun paid a lot of money to expand the cavalry group, he not only used the contacts he had accumulated before, but even made a slightly loss-making business with the Kwantung Army."

"But it's good that you not only let the First Marine Regiment of the Eighth Route Army rescue the dying Seven and a Half Routes under our noses, but also lost two special wings at one time."

"According to the current momentum and continue to develop, sooner or later, our army stationed in Mongolia will become a disgrace to the North China Front, and you need to reflect on it."

Looking at Nishihara Kazuse, who was silent in front of him, the current commander of the Mongolian army, Takuro Gansu, couldn't help frowning.

Although the two are nominally superior and inferior, they have the same military rank and are both lieutenant generals.

If you say too much now, it will definitely affect the coordinated operation in the future and lay the groundwork for the victory or defeat of the entire battle.

What's more, the other party is full of sincerity, not only came all the way from Baotou to Zhangjiakou to report work, but also put his posture very low as soon as he entered the door.

With such a guilty look, even if he has a temper, it is not easy to attack.

For the sake of the overall situation, Ganji Shigetaro had no choice but to pinch his nose and take the initiative to excuse his colleagues.

"Well, I can't blame you for this."

"If it weren't for those two wing commanders who were eager for quick success and disobeyed your orders to continue the pursuit of the Eighth War Zone, the cavalry group would not have suffered a major blow."

"I will truthfully report the situation to the commander of Gangcun, and strive for a certain amount of replenishment for you."

As soon as these words came out, Nishihara Kazuce's face finally had an expression.

Originally, it was a beautiful mistake to chase and kill the remnants of the 35th Army, after all, the other party had caused trouble to the Mongolian army in the Suiyuan area over the years, and it was a thorn in the eye of the entire North China Front.

Whoever can kill seven and a half roads will inevitably become a winner in life for promotion and salary increase.

But who would have thought that they would suddenly kill the first regiment of the land battle halfway, and they not only robbed the pursuing target from the sky, but also killed the two wings in an unbelievable way.

Thinking of this, Nishihara Kazucei suddenly felt that the two Dazuo were not enough to take the blame for himself.

So he stared at the intelligence department's Dazuo with fierce and hateful eyes, as if the other party was the culprit who caused the loss of the war.

"The empire invests a lot of real money in the intelligence department every year, and that amount of money is not to feed a bunch of waste who can only eat dry food."

"It has been five months since the Battle of the Central Plains, and your intelligence department has only obtained the name of the commander of the 1st Marine Regiment, and the other party's basic establishment and personnel ratio have not even been seen."

"Now that the Eighth Route Army has quietly created an armored unit, what use do I want you to do with these rice buckets?"

Hearing the scolding of his superiors, Dazuo of the Intelligence Division could only bow his head. If you dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction now, you will definitely only have an all-you-can-eat end.

He also has to carry this pot if he doesn't want to, who makes intelligence very important in modern warfare, and sometimes it can even become a decisive factor in the final word.

As for the matter of collecting intelligence, the devil Dazuo can only say that he will do his best to obey the fate of heaven.

The Eighth Route Army now operates the whole of Shanxi into an iron bucket, and the agents sent out are basically gone and never returned, and they cannot obtain any valuable information at all.

Even the name of the commander of the 1st Marine Regiment is still a message from the preserved fruit.

"Hey! What you taught is this! ”

"Next, our intelligence section will continue to work hard to collect information on the airborne troops and armored units of the Eighth Route Army as soon as possible!"

"Long live the Great Japanese Brother Country, long live Your Majesty the Locust!"

The loud slogan did not relieve the pressure of Tataro Gansu, but made the old devil feel melancholy. He sighed deeply, and then came to the strategic situational map.

The original sphere of influence of the army stationed in Mongolia was divided into three major parts, namely the southern part of Chahar, the northern part of Shanxi and the eastern part of Suiyuan.

With the strength of the Eighth Route Army skyrocketing and gradually counterattacking, the Datong area has been recovered by the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region, one of the three main forces, and the Japanese army has completely lost control of Shanxi.

can become a commander of one side, Ganji Shigetaro is naturally not the master who is blindly beaten.

The old devil first transferred troops from the directly subordinate troops of the North China Front, and then took advantage of the interval between the rest and recuperation of the Eighth Route Army to make a decisive attack, drove away the Seventh Route and a half, and completely occupied the entire Suiyuan region.

For the current army stationed in Mongolia, how to hold the vast Suiyuan is the primary task.

After all, Chahar has a geographical advantage, and the direct troops of the Kwantung Army and the North China Front Army can send troops to support at any time, and once the Eighth Route Army rashly attacks, it will be surrounded on three sides.

The situation in Suiyuan is even worse, where there are large areas of grassland and desert, and it is difficult to establish a stronghold for stationing.

If the Eighth Route Army can secretly send an armored force from the west into the hinterland, then there is a high probability that they may be taken away by the other side in a wave.

Therefore, for Kanji Jutaro, it is imperative to find out the model of the enemy's tank and make a corresponding plan.

"Nishihara-kun, if I'm not mistaken, the 71st Wing of the chariot under your command should be equipped with the Type 95 Light Tan and the Type 97 Middle Tan."

"If the Eighth Route Army can defeat Isamu Yokoyama's troops, it will inevitably need to use light Tan + Zhongtan. Judging from past experience, the opponent is likely to use French tanks or British tanks. ”

"Whether it's a combination of Valentin and Matilda, or a combination of Renault R35 and Soma S35, it seems that they can easily tear through the defense line of our armored forces."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Although they were in the relative comfort of the Asian theater, as senior officers, they naturally had some knowledge of advanced European tanks.

It's also a light and medium tank, and neither of the above combinations is a match they can match. Once a tank battle breaks out in the Suiyuan area, those broken things in their own house are likely to become war workers.

At that time, the opening of the three seven will inevitably be the final outcome, and the three punches of the Eighth Route Army will directly let the Mongolian army pass the first seven.

A minute later, after all, it was Nishihara Kazuce who didn't hold his breath, and he broke the silence by speaking first.

"Gan Jijun, I think that before figuring out the specific information of the enemy's tanks, I should try to use army aviation to target the armored forces of the Eighth Route Army."

"Attacking from the air is indeed the act of a villain, but we have to admit that the fighter plane is efficient when attacking on the ground."

"When I have specific information, or even after capturing an enemy tank, I will personally suggest to Commander Gangcun that I strive to develop a targeted individual anti-tank weapon for the local area."

Hearing his colleague's suggestion, Ganji Shigetaro nodded subconsciously.

With his understanding of the Eighth Route Army, whenever a new weapon appeared in the opposing army, it often did not take long for it to become standard equipment.

There are still more than 100 tanks left in his own army in Mongolia, so why should he fight tank battles with others.

Thinking of this, the old devil suddenly had an idea and thought of a new idea.

At present, the Eighth Route Army has an absolute advantage in equipment, and the two provinces of Suiyuan and Hebei are mainly based on plains, and sooner or later the blind defense will be pierced through the defense line by air-ground coordination and infantry coordination.

Rather than being gradually encroached upon, it is better to try to take the initiative to attack and use the terrain of Shanxi to smooth out the gap in weapons between the two sides as much as possible.

Although this is only a possibility, the more he thinks about it, the more reliable he feels, so he said to Nishihara Kazusaku beside him with a little excitement:

"What do you think of us taking the initiative?"

"If we are the attacker, we can dispatch the strength of six divisions and five independent mixed brigades in one go. Add to that the army aviation of the Kwantung Army, that is more than 100,000 troops plus 100 aircraft. ”

"That's it, we haven't counted the Imperial Army, and it won't be a problem to gather an army of 200,000 people at that time."

Such a bold idea made Nishihara Kazuce break out in a cold sweat.

The above-mentioned strength is already the entire base of the North China Front. The last time so many troops were gathered, it was to deal with the national army in the area of Zhongtiao Mountain.

If you win, everyone will be happy, and if you dispose of the Eighth Route Army, you can take the whole of North China. But once it loses, the consequences will be unimaginable, and the Kwantung Army will have the possibility of being attacked at that time.

The Northeast is the lifeblood of the empire, and there is no room for any loss.

"Gan Jijun, don't get excited. This matter involves many forces, and it needs to be considered in the long run. ”

"I personally suggest that you consult Commander Gangcun, after all, this kind of plan related to the future of North China still needs to be approved by the other party in the end."

"Ask now, at most, you will be scolded twice, and there will not be much loss."

"Good!"

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North P, North China Front Command.

Looking at the telegram in his hand, Okamura Ninji had a crazy expression on his face. As a thorough warlord, he was very interested in this kind of stud-style strategic solution.

At present, the forces of the North China Front are scattered in many cities, and it is very difficult to cope with the all-out attack of the Eighth Route Army. If they attack in reverse, the overall situation will suddenly become much clearer.

Moreover, if you take North China, you can fight from Shanxi to Hankou and finally march into Sichuan, and directly copy the back road of the entire Central Plains.

This was the route of the Yuan army to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty back then, and Okamura Ningji was very interested in this kind of mysterious thing.

"Your Excellency, I think that Kanji Jutaro's plan has a certain degree of feasibility."

"The transportation in the Chahar area is convenient, and the Pingsui Railway passes through the Zhangjiakou area, so there is no need for heavy guards. The entire territory of Suiyuan has been occupied by the Mongolian army, and there is no need to worry about taking the initiative to attack south. ”

"As for Hebei, it is under our control, and we only need to leave a very small number of troops to undertake the security war, and there is no need to be afraid of being attacked by the enemy at all."

"Coupled with the fact that the Eleventh Army is still fighting in Central China, which has limited the main energy of the preserved fruit, now is definitely the best time to launch a general battle."

The words of his own chief of staff strengthened Okamura Ninji's thoughts.

The old devil got up and came to the map, and seriously began to analyze the consequences and gains and losses of the active attack.

"Good! You go to make a plan right now, and then send it to the six generals of Shun Hata and the local people. ”

"It's not up to you and me to decide on this scale, but I'm sure everyone will be interested in this plan. After all, the momentum of the Eighth Route Army is very strong, and sooner or later they will threaten the interests of the empire. ”

"That's right! That's it! The telegram to the homeland must emphasize the threat of the Eighth Route Army to Manchuria! ”

I took a full day off today, and I didn't look at my phone without going out of the door to pay off my debts

(End of chapter)