Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

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"Since it wasn't arranged by the commander, could it be false intelligence?"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong thought for a moment and shook his head. He felt that this intelligence was not false. Based on the intelligence that Li Yunlong already had, it could be corroborated with the content mentioned in this intelligence. After comprehensive judgment, this intelligence was quite credible.

"Let's investigate the source of this information first!"

After saying that, Li Yunlong looked at the key content in the intelligence that the Japanese were preparing 400 planes and 500 tanks.

In the entire intelligence, apart from the coded information of the devils, this information is the most important.

Although Li Yunlong now has three flight divisions and hundreds of aircraft, the largest number of them are still the Bo-2 trainer aircraft.

When the Japanese lost air superiority, Wave 2 was able to use its air superiority to bomb and strafe the Japanese.

However, once encountering the Japanese fighter planes, Wave 2 basically became a sitting duck and had little chance of winning.

Excluding the Wave 2, Li Yunlong's forces had only about combat-ready fighters. The aircraft the Japanese had prepared were certainly not old models; at worst, they were the Japanese Hayabusa fighters. If these aircraft were allowed to successfully reach the four northeastern provinces, Li Yunlong's forces would quickly lose air superiority.

Without air superiority, subsequent battles will be extremely difficult.

"Since the intelligence says the Japanese planes are concentrated at the Sasebo Army Port waiting to be loaded onto ships, let's go bomb them. We'll know the truth after we're done. If the Japanese are willing to use 400 planes to deceive me, I'll accept it!"

Looking at the locations of the aircraft marked in the intelligence, Li Yunlong calculated the aircraft currently available for use. Among them, the P40 Warhawks and P38 Lightnings sent by the Americans totaled thirty-eight, of which eighteen were P38s.

These eighteen P38s had a long enough range to provide escort for the bombers.

However, the number of escort fighters is not large. If they go to the Japanese mainland to carry out bombing missions, they may suffer certain losses if they are intercepted by Japanese fighters.

But Li Yunlong was not worried about the bombers. The C53 transport plane flew at a very high altitude, and the Japanese fighter planes could not climb to that height.

After thinking for a while, Li Yunlong had made up his mind that he had to take this risk. He would rather give it a try than let the Japanese planes reach the four northeastern provinces and cause his side to lose air superiority.

"Let our air force blow up this place!"

Li Yunlong pointed to the place where the Japanese stored their planes waiting for transportation. This place became quite famous in later generations - Sasebo.

"Does our plane have enough range?"

"That's enough, but there aren't enough escort planes. Let's use the C53 to bomb them!"

"The Japanese are equipped with radar, and we don't have many escort fighters. If they discover our formation..."

Old Xing asked with some concern. He had previously handled all logistical work on his own and was familiar with aircraft-related matters, which was why he asked with such concern.

"Current radars have a fatal flaw: they have difficulty detecting low-altitude targets. This time, we're bombing with low-altitude raid tactics, flying low and then climbing to higher altitudes immediately after the bombing is complete. The enemy's current fighter jets have a limited ceiling and are no match for our aircraft!"

"Isn't it a bit risky?"

Despite this, everyone was still worried, especially about the C-53 transport aircraft. The entire army only had a few, and they were captured by Li Yunlong from the Americans. If they were shot down, there would be no place to replace them.

"We have to take the risk. Otherwise, we won't be able to resist the enemy's 400 planes stationed in the four northeastern provinces. If we blow up these planes, it will take some time for the enemy to gather so many planes again!"

"Using this time, our Fengtian Arsenal can also produce some aircraft. With the replenishment, we can compete with the Japanese for air supremacy in the future!"

After listening to Li Yunlong's words, everyone looked at each other and finally agreed to Li Yunlong's plan.

Li Yunlong was right. Although this plan might be risky, some risks had to be taken.

"Draft an order. Have the Air Force prepare to take off immediately. Bring the route maps provided by the Americans, as well as the route maps obtained by our intelligence personnel. Oh, and send the information about the Japanese aviation beacons as well."

"Yes!"

Although Li Yunlong's troops had never flown over the Japanese mainland, when he asked the Americans for aid, he asked for a route map. In addition, people from the Northeast Bureau also got a map of the Japanese routes.

When intelligence personnel steal intelligence, they rarely steal military mobilization intelligence that is highly time-sensitive. The most valuable are various deployment maps, such as the route map mentioned by Li Yunlong just now.

If it weren't for this thing, the plane might be able to fly to the Japanese homeland, but the Japanese homeland is not small in area, and a slight deviation would result in it flying to the wrong place.

Route maps guide aircraft based on ground landmarks. Especially in areas such as coastlines, there are some aviation beacons to confirm the direction.

Without these things, let alone airplanes of this era, even airplanes of later generations would find it difficult to reach their destination safely.

Soon, the combat order was delivered to the Air Force Commander.

Commander Liu looked at the combat order in his hand and lit a cigarette. The Air Force had barely learned to fly, and now they were going to cross the sea to bomb Sasebo. This was undoubtedly a severe test for the Air Force.

Chapter 621 No one can be missing

"Lin Heng, Zhang Xiu'an, Chen Guimin, Zheng Jun..."

"Those whose names are called, write a suicide note immediately. There is a special mission!"

"The meeting is dismissed!"

At Songyuan Airport, the Air Force Commander summoned all the pilots and called out their names one by one.

Those named were all elite pilots in the current Air Force. During this period of fighting against the Japanese, several ace pilots had emerged, though not many, mainly because the Japanese had fewer aircraft.

Lin Heng and Chen Guimin were not originally members of Li Yunlong's army. Later, when Li Yunlong advertised a recruitment advertisement for pilots, they came north to join the army. Lin Heng had a well-known sister, Lin Siyue.

Because of Li Yunlong, the number of attacks launched by the Japanese on the mountain city decreased, so Lin Heng did not choose to shed blood in the sky as he did in the past, but went north to join the army under the leadership of his good friend Chen Guimin.

In the recent air battle, Lin Heng shot down six Japanese planes by himself and became an ace pilot.

Lin Heng and the others ran towards the dormitory together, excitedly saying as they ran: "Writing a suicide note, a special mission. Lao Chen, you are the captain, do you know what our mission is this time?"

"I don't know, no news!"

"Special mission, special mission, it won't be for us..."

Zhang Xiu'an suddenly thought of something, and then looked at the others excitedly.

"Guess what? It can't be?"

"It should be right!"

"What are you talking about? Tell me, what special mission do you want us to perform?"

"I won't tell you. Write a suicide note first!"

After a group of people entered the dormitory, they quickly picked up pens and paper and began to think.

Lin Heng pondered for a moment, then picked up his pen and slowly wrote, "Dear sister, I have a special mission today. Although I don't know the content of the mission, it should be of great importance. If I can return victorious, I will tell you personally. If I cannot return, please do not be sad. I sacrificed my life for my country and died a worthy death..."

Ten minutes later, everyone had written their suicide notes and handed them in.

Commander Liu walked into a conference room and glanced at everyone present. These people were the best in the current Air Force.

"Comrades, we've gathered you all here today for a special mission. I think some of you have already guessed it!"

"The Japanese have assembled 400 aircraft in Sasebo, and they will be transported to the air force bases in the peninsula via cargo ships in the next few days!"

"Although we have now gained air superiority, most of our aircraft are inferior to the Japanese, and most of them are Bo-2 trainer aircraft. Once Japanese aircraft arrive at the peninsula airport, we will most likely lose air superiority!"

"To ensure victory in this battle, you are needed to fly bombers and destroy the Japanese Army Air Force Base in Sasebo!"

"This is the route map, and this is the enemy's route beacon. Familiarize yourself with it. We'll set off in an hour!"

Hearing this, the conference room instantly became lively.

"Haha, I knew it, I knew it, I guessed it!"

"I guessed it too!"

"Lin Heng, we finally have a chance to blow up the Japanese!"

Chen Guimin excitedly grabbed Lin Heng's shoulders and said, "When they went to the aviation school together, they swore that they would counterattack and bomb the Japanese over their heads."

They have been working towards this goal, but they never expected that this day would come so soon.

"Don't get too excited, hurry up and familiarize yourself with the route map. This round trip is nearly 3,000 kilometers, and we're flying in airspace we've never flown in before. You must familiarize yourself with the route map!"

At this time, an instructor came in and said with a serious face.

"Yes, sir!"

This flight instructor was sent by the Americans, and he also accompanied us on the mission this time. He also taught us how to fly the C53 transport aircraft.

An hour wasn't too short, but it wasn't too long either. After everyone quieted down, they immediately went into learning mode, desperately memorizing the route map and recording the response signals from the various route beacons.

Although you will carry all this information with you when you board the plane, it is much better to memorize it than to look up the information when you encounter a problem.

"It's time, let's go!"

It was already around 2 p.m., so if we took off now and made a low-altitude pass, it would be dark by the time we reached Sasebo. Most of the Japanese aircraft were not capable of taking off and landing at night, so this would reduce some of the risks.

The pilots quickly picked up their equipment - flight helmets, sunglasses, route maps and their lucky pendants, and came to their fighter planes.

"Comrades, I await your triumphant return!"

Commander Liu glanced at the group of young people in front of him. They were all relatively young. Compared to ordinary soldiers, pilots had more requirements and more stringent conditions.

In those days, those who could become pilots were almost all from wealthy families, because only wealthy children had the opportunity to read and write, understand foreign languages, and because of their better-off families, their physical qualities would also be much better, and they could pass the physical fitness test.

Even if these people did not join the army, they could have lived a wealthy life, but when the country was in ruins, they chose to serve the motherland without hesitation.

They shed their blood in the country's airspace. Above the Magic City, some people and fighter planes turned into the last bomb and died together with the enemy ships.

Some people were surrounded after parachuting and shouted, "There are only pilots who died in battle in China, no captured pilots." After shooting and killing several Japanese soldiers, they kept the last bullet for themselves.

Also, in the sky above Wuhan, in order to defend the airspace, they turned themselves into weapons and collided with the enemy, defending the airspace with their lives.

Above the mountain city, all his students died for their country. He took off in the last training plane, facing an entire Japanese flying formation alone.

Many of these people are not in the same camp as us, but they all have a patriotic heart.

Many of them did not have to sacrifice themselves. Those greedy people only needed to take out some of the dollars that flowed into their pockets to buy fighter jets. With their flying ability, they could have completely suppressed the Japanese pilots.

However, those greedy people would rather these young people die for their country in the most tragic way than eat one less steak, smoke one less cigar, or drink one less red wine.

What flowed into the pockets of those greedy people was not money, but the blood of a famous soldier.

The US dollars that flowed into their pockets could have saved the lives of at least half a million or even more soldiers, but they turned a blind eye to it, preferring to let the money lie in the bank and earn interest rather than spend a penny.

General Liu stood beside the runway, watching the planes take off, form a formation in the air, and fly towards the southeast.

"Everyone must come back safely, no one can be left behind!"

General Liu stood there, muttering to himself.

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