Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

"Commander! Commander!"

"What a happy event! What a happy event!"

At this time, in the headquarters of the 20th Corps, a major who was observing the battle situation on the front line ran in like crazy, laughing and shouting.

"What big happy event?!" Tang Enbo asked in a cold voice with a stern face.

There is no big happy event at this time.

The major's words were enough to shake the morale of the troops...

"Commander! This is indeed a great joyous event!"

"I don't know what shot down the Japanese plane!"

The major touched his chest which was heaving violently, and spoke excitedly while gasping for breath.

"Destroyed? How many were destroyed? What destroyed them?" the chief of staff asked anxiously.

"We shot them all down. We counted about 40 of them. They were all shot down!"

"We didn't see what knocked it off. We only heard a loud noise in the sky, but we didn't see anything!"

The major replied.

"Bullshit! Do you know what the crime is for lying?!" Tang Enbo said angrily.

How can this be?

He didn't believe a word the major said.

If the Japanese fighter planes malfunctioned, it would be God's blessing if one or two crashed.

How is it possible to shoot down 40 planes at once and not even know what they shot down?

"Commander, this... this is not false information. You can ask the front line. If any of my subordinates lie, I will be punished by military law!"

Upon hearing this, the major straightened his back and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

He also knew that if he didn't see it with his own eyes, no one would believe it if he told others about it.

"Chief of Staff, call the front line and ask what's going on!" Tang Enbo said with his hands behind his back.

The chief of staff nodded and immediately picked up the phone: "Hello, is this Commander Zhang? I'm from the headquarters. What's the situation at the front? Have all the Japanese planes been destroyed?"

"Reporting to the headquarters, there are heavy casualties on the front line. The Japanese used poison gas bombs to attack us, and heavy artillery has been bombarding our positions. Thirty thousand casualties have been reported."

"But the Japanese fighter planes were indeed all destroyed. We didn't know what happened. We thought the headquarters knew."

Commander Zhang's voice was a little choked, but he was also confused as to why all 40 Japanese fighter planes were shot down.

"Okay, got it. Hold your ground and don't act rashly." The chief of staff left a message and hung up the phone.

"Commander, the situation is true, but no one on the front line knows what's going on." The chief of staff reported to Tang Enbo.

"Yes, Commander, we looked through the observation mirror for a long time but saw nothing. We could only hear the sound above our heads, which seemed to be the sound of an airplane." The major continued after hearing the chief of staff's words.

"This is strange..."

"Ask Commander Xue, ask the general manager."

"We can't fight a muddled war."

Tang Enbo said while holding the table.

In the current situation, if all the Japanese fighter planes were shot down, the pressure on the front lines would be much less.

When it comes to a head-on infantry fight, his 20th Corps is not afraid of the Japanese, but this time he is facing two elite divisions in front of him, so he still has to use the terrain to defend himself.

……

In the devil's headquarters.

Seishirō Sakagami and Kazuaki Minami organized an emergency retreat of the troops on the front line; the situation was unclear and they could not continue fighting.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there were loud noises in the sky. Liu Zhenhua flew out of the thick clouds with the JH-7A fighter-bomber and swooped back with a roar.

However, the rockets arrived before the planes.

"Nani?"

"not good!"

Seishirō Sakagami and Kazuming Minami opened their eyes wide and stared at the fighter planes in the sky.

Then you can hear the sound of countless rockets whizzing past.

It was a horrifying scene, and also the last scene they saw in their existence on earth.

"Protect the division commander!!"

When the Japanese soldiers nearby saw this situation, they shouted and pressed their division commander to the ground, holding him tightly under their bodies.

However, all of this seemed so pale and powerless under the powerful firepower of Leopard Master.

In just a moment, hundreds of rockets were fired at the Japanese positions.

Liu Zhenhua and his men had no need for air defense, so they directly carried out low-altitude bombing, with their fighter planes flying over the heads of the Japanese at supersonic speeds.

Wherever it passed, it brought up huge flames. The earth trembled and the mountains and rivers roared.

The JH-7A made huge sonic booms while flying at low altitude. Some Japanese soldiers were killed by the sonic booms before they had time to enjoy the attack brought by technology decades later.

Two elite divisions and more than 50,000 Japanese soldiers were defeated at this time.

……

On the Central Army’s position, countless soldiers stared blankly at the horrifying yet satisfying scene before them, tears streaming down their cheeks.

They saw clearly the patterns on the fuselages of those invincible fighter planes; that was the emblem of the Eighth Route Army.

This is one of our own.

The Eighth Route Army came to help them.

They all knew that the Eighth Route Army liberated Shanxi Province by relying on its powerful air force, which directly disintegrated the Japanese resistance.

They used to think they were bragging, but now they realize they are the frogs in the well.

"It has to be the Eighth Route Army..."

"China has an air force again..."

"Oh my god, we have hope..."

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the 20th Corps of the Central Army looked at the countless corpses of their comrades on the ground, and then at the one-sided air attack of the Eighth Route Army in front of them, and their hearts were filled with shock.

Tang Enbo ignored the dissuasion and went to the front line in person. He did not dare to believe the reports from his subordinates, but hoped that it was true.

After consulting Commander Xue and the general manager, he finally believed this amazing good news.

So he drove to Qian in the afternoon.

He wanted to see with his own eyes how those damn Japs were killed by the Eighth Route Army's Air Force.

There was a sea of ​​fire ahead, and each of Liu Zhenhua's fighter planes was equipped with two napalm bombs.

Even from several kilometers away, Tang Enbo could hear the Japanese screams like pigs being slaughtered.

The huge flames that shot up into the sky illuminated half the sky red, the grass and trees on the mountain turned to ashes, and the earth was charred black.

Tang Enbo even felt his face getting hot from the firelight.

"The Eighth Route Army... is truly a divine force sent from heaven..."

Tang Enbo said to himself.

Then, he became keenly aware of a fact.

The end of the devils is not far away.

And the end of the president is approaching.

Where should he go from here...

Soon, he made up his mind that once the Japanese were driven out of China, he would take his entire fortune and the wealth he had plundered over the years and live in seclusion in the West when China was victorious.

Rather than dying on the battlefield, it is better to live the rest of your life in style.

Although I would not have these fame, wealth and power if I went abroad, it is not impossible to be a rich man...