At 11 o'clock on December 3, 1941, Yuncheng Airport, Shanxi.

Since the establishment of the Second Air Division, which specializes in close support, Fang Ziyi has moved to a new station in the southwest of Jin Province with the team members he personally selected.

At this time, it was close to lunch, and everyone was gathered in the cafeteria, except for some of the fighters who were forced to take turns on leave.

The food of the Eighth Route Army Air Force is very diverse, not only the regular chicken, pork and seasonal vegetables, but even beef and fresh fruit are served as much as possible.

After all, the difficulty of high-altitude combat is not low, and pilots often face challenges in various extreme environments. Without a strong body and abundant physical strength, there is no talk of combat effectiveness.

"Team, call from headquarters."

"Intelligence indicates that the troops directly under the Mongolian Army and the North China Front Army are about to arrive at the preset battlefield."

"The enemy is divided into three routes, of which the main force is the 110th Division and the 7th and 15th Brigades, the Cavalry Group and the 2nd Brigade are on the right flank, and the 26th Division is the left flank."

The arrival of the operational staff officer made the entire canteen silent in an instant.

Fang Ziyi first put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and then took the message handed by the other party. His eyes were sharp, as if he was about to enter a battle state in the next second.

At the same time, the surrounding warriors also stopped eating, and everyone seemed to be in high spirits.

"Three divisions plus three independent mixed brigades, this is a good opponent."

"The terrain in and around Xinkou is very special, and it is difficult for the devils to maintain a scattered formation when marching. If we can successfully launch a surprise attack, we will definitely be able to inflict heavy damage on a certain division in the first wave. ”

"Hundreds of bombs are thrown down, and the picture is not too beautiful."

If the above statement is heard by outsiders, there is a high probability that there is a madman within the Eighth Route Army. After all, it is unprecedented to inflict heavy losses on a division in one go.

But take a closer look at the past records, then you will find that the Second Air Division really has the strength to do what it says.

Although this unit has not been in existence for a long time, they have not tasted defeat since their first mission, and the overall morale has been boosted by successive small victories.

Now the warriors only need one big battle to announce their great name to the whole world.

The words of their division commander made the pilots present eager to try, and everyone was eager to take off and rush to the battlefield immediately.

As for casualties?

No kidding, the air superiority of the current battlefield is firmly controlled by the fraternal forces. The weak field air defense system of the devils is not much different from the salute that welcomes guests.

As if thinking of something important, a warrior stood up from his seat and tentatively asked Fang Ziyi:

"Division Commander, can our division use a secret weapon this time?"

"Fighting against damn little devils, there's no need to think about humanity or inhumanity!"

The so-called secret weapon is naturally the napalm that comes with the system when the Yellow River unlocks the handsome warrior through the scientific research slot.

This new bomb, which is incredibly powerful and grandiose, made an extremely deep impression on everyone on the day of the test, which is why the fighter just proposed it.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyi fell into deep thought, and then shook his head helplessly.

It is indeed cool to use napalm, but this kind of crude and lazy offensive means does not fit the combat style of their 2nd Air Division.

"Forget it, the new bombs will damage the local environment."

"Personally, I think it's better not to use it on a large scale on our own land. To deal with a mere division, it is enough to use conventional aerial bombs. ”

"When you attack the enemy's territory in the future, I promise to let you have a good time!"

Japanese barbecue is enjoyable, but there are no shortage of troubles after the war. Especially in winter, the mountains and forests are very dry, and if you are not careful, the mountains will be set on fire.

What's more, from the perspective of efficiency and delivery methods, napalm is more suitable for dealing with civilian buildings or low-protection targets.

Especially in cities where wooden buildings are the main body, the lethality, ignition effect, and durability of this thing far exceed that of ordinary explosive weapons.

It seemed that it was a pity not to have a killing weapon, Fang Ziyi added after thinking for a moment:

"Well, I'll designate two squads in a moment, and you guys will take napalm with you when you go."

"But one thing to be aware of, you must avoid the devil's cavalry group. The lethality of that thing to the armored units is very low, so try to throw it on the side of the 110th Division. ”

"The rest of the enemy should be handed over to the main force of the Jinchaji Military Region."

As a professionally trained commander, Fang Ziyi never believed in the so-called air force victory theory. In his mind, air-ground cooperation is the most reasonable tactic.

Moreover, the commander-in-chief of the ground is a tiger in the forest.

When the headquarters held a meeting the day before yesterday, he saw with his own eyes the combat plan designated by the other side.

The mobilization of more than 100,000 main forces, the various steps and emergency plans can be made in such detail, and I feel a sense of security just by looking at it once.

In the next decisive battle, the Eighth Route Army already has a perfect battle plan, excellent commanders and first-class troops, and victory is only a matter of time.

"Alright, let's hurry up and eat."

"Half an hour later, everyone assembles on the tarmac!"

······

At 12:10 a.m., all the preparatory work of the 2nd Air Force Division was completely completed.

With the hum of the piston engines, the propellers of the Typhoon fighters and a small number of handsome fighters began to spin slowly and quickly.

Under the guidance of the ground crew, the soldiers drove their fighters slowly to the runway.

For a small airport, it is not easy to take off dozens of planes at once.

Fortunately, the soldiers and ground crew of the 2nd Air Division were elite, and they worked together and completed the sortie in an orderly manner, without delaying time at all.

The fighters that took off first circled in the air and waited, and after all the crews were assembled, they began to climb and fly towards the preset battlefield of the Second Battle of Xinkou.

Looking at the infinitely magnificent rivers and mountains under the wings, Fang Ziyi picked up the communicator in front of him and ordered:

"Air Second Division! All of them! Push oil faster! ”

"Our target is the 110th Division of the Japanese Army! Use cannons and bombs to send the devils to meet the locusts! ”

Tomorrow is engaged, and a small one will be sent first

(End of chapter)