Devil's Army

When they arrived at a buffer zone between the two armies on the outskirts of Peking, the soldiers of both sides stopped moving forward. Only Brigade Commander Zhang and the Japanese brigade commander went to the open space in the middle to negotiate.

Brigade Commander Zhang had studied Japanese with Wenlang in the tribe, so he did not bring an interpreter.

When Brigade Commander Zhang saw that the Japanese army had only sent a brigade commander to negotiate with him, he immediately realized that the Japanese army had no intention of negotiating at all, but was deliberately delaying time.

He did not expose it, but agreed to maintain the status quo, coexist peacefully and not invade each other according to Leng Feng's instructions. But in his heart he cursed:

Fuck your grandma, you occupy my territory and yet you talk to me about peaceful coexistence?

However, Brigade Commander Zhang put forward another condition: no harm should be done to the people of Tianjin and Beijing.

The Japanese brigade commander agreed immediately:

"Our purpose in coming here is to establish the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, where everyone can prosper and develop together. As long as the people do not oppose us, we will definitely not harm them. Of course, your air force cannot attack our garrisons in Tianjin and Peking."

"From the September 18th Incident to now, more than ten years later, how many brutal massacres have you committed? Which one was instigated by the common people?" Brigade Commander Zhang could not help but roar.

The brigade commander was startled by Brigade Commander Zhang's roar and responded in a low voice:

"That was the private behavior of individual troops, a private act."

"In order to ensure the safety of the people of Peking and Tianjin, we request that a certain number of troops be stationed in Peking and Tianjin."

Even a fool could see that the Japanese army would definitely not agree to the stationing of an army in Peking and Tianjin. Brigadier General Zhang said this just to argue."

Sure enough, as soon as Commander Zhang finished speaking, the brigade commander immediately retorted:

"This is not possible. Absolutely not possible. Your troops cannot enter Tianjin and Beijing."

The brigade commander had fought against the Devil Troops in Langfang and knew the fierce combat effectiveness of this unit. Without reporting to Commander Okamura Yasuji, he immediately rejected Brigade Commander Zhang's request to station in Beijing and Tianjin.

"I feel a little unwell, so I'll take my leave first." Brigade Commander Zhang said and stood up to leave.

The first peace talks ended in a bad mood as expected.

When Leng Feng heard Brigade Commander Zhang's report on the meeting, he sensitively felt that the Japanese army might be afraid of their air force and would most likely wait for the country to replenish their fighter jets before going to war with them.

We will give the Japanese army what they are worried about.

Leng Feng ordered Tangshan Xiaoguanzhuang Airport to launch an airstrike on Beijing Nanyuan Airport tomorrow morning.

The next morning, before dawn, the outline of Beijing Nanyuan Airport was faintly visible in the night.

More than sixty Hua Xia II and III fighter planes of the First Army streaked across the sky, the navigation lights under their wings passing through the clouds like meteors, and the roar of their engines tore a hole in the silent dawn, heading straight for the heart of the airport where the Japanese army was entrenched.

The night sky outside the airport was suddenly torn apart - the searchlights of the Japanese anti-aircraft artillery unit pierced the darkness like sharp swords, and dozens of beams of light intertwined in the sky, instantly locking onto the charging aircraft group.

The sound of "boom boom boom" of artillery exploded one after another, and black and red flames bloomed in the group of aircraft, like hideous flowers of death.

Several fighter planes were unable to dodge, their wings torn apart by shrapnel, and they crashed to the ground, trailing long trails of black smoke. The wreckage caught fire in the fields.

The survivor suddenly pulled up the fighter plane and shuttled through the barrage of bullets. Metal fragments hit the fuselage with a "ding-dong" sound, and the pointer of the instrument panel in the cabin jumped violently.

In the past, the air force at Xiaoguanzhuang Airport was not willing to use its precious fighter planes to fight against the Japanese army's cheap anti-aircraft artillery shells, but this time it was different.