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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1291 Kiyoshi Hasegawa Vomits Blood

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¡ª¡ª    go¡ª¡ª>Tang Qiuli put down the intercom and said to Tang Qiusheng with great joy: "Brother Qiusheng, Le Yiqin is victorious and has severely damaged the Japanese carrier-based aircraft. The Japanese aircraft carrier is one step closer to me!" Then,  He said to Liu Xinlan: "Xinlan, prepare a commendation order for me. I want to commend all the pilots of the Southern Flying Group who participated in the war. They have made great contributions! Hey, I am happy to see that we have added another fleet!"

    Tang Qiusheng looked at Tang Qiuli, who was rubbing his hands in excitement, and said calmly: "Commander, the assault on Japan's Third Fleet has just begun its first phase. The outcome may not be known yet. We must be prepared to prevent the Japanese from sinking warships.  According to the habits of Japanese infantry, their navy may also do such a thing. "

    Tang Qiuli was excited, and was stunned by what Tang Qiusheng said. He hurriedly called back to Liu Xinlan, "Xinlan, don't rush to draft the commendation order. First, you can issue an order to Le Yiqin and give the deputy division commander's opinion.  I conveyed it to him and told him to prevent the Japanese ship from sinking. If it fails, you Le Yiqin will be transferred to the north and Liu Cuigang will take your place. "

    Tang Qiusheng laughed and said: "Sir, you are going to kill Le Yiqin. He is afraid that Liu Cuigang will come to take his position." Liu Xinlan also pursed her lips and secretly said, "I have never seen such a commander."  , it¡¯s so interesting to give orders with threats!¡±

    Tang Qiuli said confidently: "This guy Le Yiqin is a sponge. The more he pushes, the more ideas he will get. I'm really afraid that he will beat him too hard, leaving Hasegawa Kiyoshi with no way to survive, and going crazy to play bullshit bushido spirit."  , the cooked duck will fly away!¡±

    In the airspace of the Andaman Sea, Le Yiqin looked at the fuel level of the fighter plane. It was time to return, and then looked at the Japanese fleet on the sea, which was in a defensive posture like hedgehogs. He couldn't help but feel happy, and thought to himself: "This is probably a little devil.  Is this the last move? It¡¯s boring to be like a turtle.¡±

    "The first echelon returns, and the second echelon starts attacking according to the predetermined battle plan. Pay attention. Remember your mission and don't let the little devil's shells bite you!" He was really afraid of the second echelon pilots who were holding back their red eyes and looked at the third echelon pilots.  The first echelon fought fiercely, and they were so greedy that they couldn't hold back. They attacked the Japanese warships and sunk a few of them.  There is no way to explain it to the teacher!

    Just when I was about to emphasize a few words, in the cockpit, the green light of the division commander's communication channel flashed. When the communication switch was turned on, a clear and melodious female voice said, "Commander Le, convey the division commander's order to prevent the Japanese warship from sinking. If nothing happens, you will be transferred away from where you are now."  The command position was taken over by Commander Liu Cuigang."

    Le Yiqin was stunned.  This voice was very familiar. Wasn't it the one who got a beating from me last time? Wasn't it the confidential staff officer of some division commander?  How did she become the division commander's herald?  seriously?  "Hey, hey!" Le Yiqin shouted hurriedly. Unfortunately, the other party turned off the communicator. Le Yiqin grinned and thought to himself: "Master, isn't this bullying me? I'm in the sky. If the little devil can do it on his own,  The warship sinks into the sea to feed the sharks. How can I jump on the little devil¡¯s warship to tell them not to do this? "

    have to.  Want to recruit? "The second echelon and the bomber formation should pay attention, master the attack rhythm, don't hit too hard to prevent the Japanese ship from sinking, and don't spare these bastards. Fight to death!" After saying this, Le Yiqin  He felt that he was contradicting himself, and had no choice but to ask this. If the fuel of the fighter plane allowed, he would stay and command the battle.

    The pilots of the second echelon were flying fighter jets circling in another airspace. In the earphones, they heard the "crackling" of the first echelon fighting in full swing. After a while, this one shouted: "Bite, 053 cover, I'm going to kill this little devil."  After a while, he yelled, "106, you are not honest, you are robbing my business!" Then, there was the brisk roar of the machine gun. Oops, the pilots of the second echelon felt itchy in their hearts.

    After finally receiving the commander's order, he pushed the accelerator hard. More than two hundred fighter jets, like red-eyed tigers, swooped down from high altitude and quickly approached the war zone. After hearing Le Yiqin's order,  Everyone was stunned. "What order is this? If you don't want to beat him too hard and if you want to beat him to death, how should you beat him?"

    Then I thought about it, anyway, my echelon is either attacking the Japs warships or consuming their ammunition. This is an easy job. If I give the Japs warships a few bullets, I can kill ten or eight of them. It's quite enjoyable.  No, I feel uncomfortable holding it back.

    At this time, the Japanese Navy's Third Fleet, under the order of aviation commander Rear Admiral Sato, had formed an air defense formation, surrounded the troop transports, and was preparing to use anti-aircraft fire to inflict heavy damage to the Japanese division aircraft group that attacked again. As for the fleet,  The commander, Lieutenant General Hasegawa Kiyoshi, has not yet woken up from the near-dementia shock and has not issued any instructions. In fact, Rear Admiral Sato has taken over the command of the fleet.

    Hasegawa Kiyoshi was hit so hard that he couldn't get out of the nightmare-like air battle scene just now. He just didn't understand why the China fighter jet??Standing in the air for such a long time?  It stands to reason that at this time, China's fighter jets should be falling from the sky like dumplings.

    But, no, not only did not one of the Chinese fighter jets fall down, but they were still hovering in the sky, preparing to attack the fleet again. None of this mattered to Hasegawa Kiyoshi. He just wanted to figure out one question: "The Chinese  Can a fighter jet fly in the sky without using fuel?¡±

    In fact, not only were the Japanese Army's fighter jets still flying in the sky, but they were also flying very proudly and arrogantly. For a man who was usually very conceited, when his proud conclusions were shattered by reality,  Being completely subverted, the mind will fall into a strange circle of paranoia. Hasegawa Kiyoshi is in this state. His mind can no longer accommodate other problems.

    When he saw the list of fleet carrier-based aircraft losses sent by the adjutant ordered by Sato, Hasegawa Kiyoshi only glanced at it. The shocking figures were blurred in front of his eyes. The carrier-based aircraft group of the Third Fleet was finished and the battle had been lost.  In terms of ability, Kiyoshi Hasegawa is a tiger whose fangs and claws have been pulled out. Doesn't that mean he is worse than a cat?  Moreover, it was a sick cat with a broken spine!

    "Poof" a mouthful of Yin Hong's black blood splashed in the air. Under the bright afternoon sunlight of the Andaman Sea, a bloody rainbow appeared. After Hasegawa Kiyoshi spurted out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black and he staggered and fell to the ground.  On the deck of the flagship "Asahi", the staff around him screamed and rushed forward, struggling to carry the unconscious Commander Kiyoshi Hasegawa into the cabin.

    Hasegawa Kiyoshi is unconscious. Whether he can survive depends on the will of Amaterasu and the blessings of His Majesty the Emperor. Commander Sato has officially taken over the command of the Third Fleet. He has recovered from the blow just now.  Calm has been restored, although he is even more distressed than Kiyoshi Hasegawa. The losses were all his direct troops. From a realistic perspective, the main body of the Third Fleet was unscathed, and the warships were not attacked at all.

    Sato's face was ashen, and he stared at the group of China fighter jets hovering in the sky with his binoculars. Several communications staff looked at him intently. As long as there were no bombers, Sato was confident that he could use the fleet's anti-aircraft firepower to avenge his carrier-based aircraft units.  Looking forward to the China fleet attacking the fleet again, as for the aircraft fuel problem, he no longer had the energy to think about it.

    To Sato's great disappointment, the air force's fighter group was already in air formation and began to return. Sato was disappointed for a while, but also relieved for a while, with mixed emotions that he couldn't explain. "The nightmare-like scene was finally over."  It's over. Fortunately, all the warships in the fleet are still there." He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Order, the fleet and troop transport fleet continue to march to Yangon. Each ship maintains the first-level air defense status." Sato gave the order, and then sat down on the chair tiredly, rubbing his aching temples with his index finger to calm his mind.  When I woke up, I was already thinking about how to report this loss to the base camp and the Navy Department. Who was responsible?

    The Japanese fleet, which had just been severely damaged, no longer had the arrogant and arrogant momentum. The entire fleet was filled with a sense of dejection and continued its unknown voyage. "Commander, look! The Chinese aircraft fleet!" Acting as an air defense lookout  The staff officer screamed.

    Ito jumped up in his chair, picked up the binoculars, and looked in the direction of the staff officer's finger. "Oh my God! Here he comes again. Damn it. Could it be a Chinese fighter jet? A fake shot?"  Return, deliberately make me relax, and then attack again?" This is the only explanation, otherwise, it would be too bizarre!

    The Chinese would never take off two batches of fighter jets in a row, traveling over a thousand kilometers, which is unconventional!  "The order goes down, all ships use full air defense to protect the troop transport ships." Sato calmly issued the order. At this time, he knew the importance. If the troop transport ship was killed by the Chinese aircraft fleet again or suffered heavy losses, Hasegawa Kiyoshi and himself would not be able to escape the responsibility.  , going to a military court is the inevitable result.

    The fleet of the Navy Division arrived over the Third Fleet in the blink of an eye. What greeted them was a rain of bullets as dense as holiday gifts. Moreover, they were all self-exploding bombs. After reaching a certain height, they exploded on their own and could not be hit.  Instead of aiming to kill the aircraft, it hits the aircraft with shrapnel flying in all directions.

    The mission of the second echelon is very clear, which is to consume the ammunition of the Japanese fleet's anti-aircraft firepower, carry out the final strike for the bomber formation, clear the obstacles, fly outside the range of the Japanese artillery shells, and perform acrobatics, circling back and forth, flying up and down,  There just wasn't one that dived and attacked.

    Sato was very surprised. He couldn't guess what the purpose of the China fleet was. It might be that the air defense fire network of his fleet was too dense, and the China fighter jets did not dare to dive and attack, right? From Sato's point of view, the sky had been bombarded with anti-aircraft shells.  The smoke balls exploded and formed a thick layer of smoke clouds. What is going on?

    Like a cat scratching at a mouse, Sato¡¯s temples,The severe pain began again, and the pain jumped up and down, as if it was a sign before the blood vessels were about to burst.  ¡ª¡ªover¡ª¡ª>
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