Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Two days ago, Eighth Route Army Yangquan Airport.

In the pitch-black night, the roar of engines approaching from far away broke the silence of the early morning. A moment later, the bright high beams of military vehicles tore through the darkness, and more than 20 Dongfeng vehicles drove into the military camp.

"Captain Wang, we've finally got you here!"

"If I were a few minutes later, I would have to borrow the three-wheeled motorcycle from the kitchen team to go to the headquarters."

"Everyone, get on board! Our Second Air Division has a heavy mission this time. There is no time to dawdle. We must complete the combat briefing before daybreak."

After the convoy arrived at the destination, the cadres at the battalion level and above of the 2nd Air Division immediately boarded the vehicles and left the barracks with their comrades in front of them without saying a word.

As everyone passed the runway and apron, they saw comrades on the anti-aircraft artillery positions gathering around the gun positions.

Although it is already three o'clock in the morning, all the soldiers still maintain their fighting stance, scanning the dark night sky vigilantly.

If the Japanese Army Air Force attempted to board, they would definitely use their 25, 37 and 100 mm anti-aircraft guns, coupled with searchlight units, to tear apart any enemy aircraft that dared to attack.

Looking at the hundreds of anti-aircraft guns of various calibers, Fang Ziyi, who was sitting at the back of the lead vehicle, was somewhat emotional. He nudged Captain Wang with his elbow and then said thoughtfully:

"I heard that the air battle on the Eastern Front in Europe was extremely fierce. The Soviets and Germans together consumed nearly a hundred fighter planes every day. At the peak, there were even cases where thousands of planes were lost in one day."

"I don't know if the rumors about the Soviet aid flight team are true. Captain Wang, do you have any inside information?"

"If conditions permit, I would like to fight with the fierce LW."

The so-called Soviet aid flight team was actually one of the strategic ideas proposed by Lao Cui before he returned to Lengfeng City.

In his opinion, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army Air Force had been tempered in blood and fire, and were a powerful existence whose combat qualities and fighting will were no less than those of the LW and RAF.

If they can be encouraged to rush to the Eastern Front, it will significantly ease the pressure on air supremacy in all major battlefields.

The flying team that aided China and the flying team that aided the Soviet Union, this is a fighting friendship that transcends national borders.

If such cooperation is successfully promoted, it will not only inject new vitality into the Great Patriotic War, but also write a new chapter in the international anti-fascist united front. Perfect.

It's a pity that the international situation in 1937 and 1942 was very different. Lao Cui's idea was doomed to fail.

After hearing Fang Ziyi's question, Captain Wang shook his head subconsciously. Although he also wanted to go to the Eastern Front in Europe, the most important task at hand was to kill the North China Front Army and the Kwantung Army.

"I haven't been to the headquarters recently, so I'm not much more informed than you."

"If you really want to go to Europe to fight LW, then hurry up and get the book out. After all, only when you have time, the border area can negotiate with the north."

"Haha, of course!"

While the two were talking, the motorcade had already arrived at the combat meeting room at Yangquan Airport. When Wang and Fang walked into the room hand in hand, the staff officers in the room stopped their work and saluted.

Almost at the same time, the intelligence officer rushed over from the other side of the small door carrying a briefcase. After everyone was seated, he took out a stack of documents and started talking straight to the point:
"The first intelligence is that the 1st Marine Brigade has seized an important piece of information behind enemy lines. Starting in January next year, the Kwantung Army will send a large number of transport teams to the North China Front Army to transport the construction materials needed by various cities and defense lines."

"Comrades of the Third Air Division, please look carefully. All of these I am pointing to are enemy anti-aircraft artillery positions. I have marked their specific locations on the map."

"The goal of this operation is to bomb along the enemy's transportation routes and prevent Okamura Neiji from receiving any supplies, not even a single screw!"

Since the Japanese invasion of China in 1937, the industrial lifeline of Hebei Province quickly fell under the enemy's iron hoof.

As an important production base of strategic materials, key enterprises such as the Qixing Cement Company were directly incorporated into the North China Development Corporation system, which continuously supplied building materials and became an important support for the Japanese to fight and support the war.

However, with the sudden rise of the Eighth Route Army, these enslaved factories gradually regained their vitality of resistance.

The workers secretly cheated by slacking off, destroying equipment, and other means, causing the production efficiency of cement and other building materials to drop again and again, until it could no longer meet the growing military needs of the North China Front Army.

Under the pressure of life and death, Umezu Mijiro could only hold his nose and divide some building materials to force Okamura Yasuji to breathe again.

There was no other way. Without reinforced concrete structures, the remnants of the North China Front Army could not resist the attack of the Eighth Route Army. With a huge disparity in manpower and equipment, they could only fight to the death by squatting in the pit.

"Yes! The Third Air Division guarantees to complete the mission! We will definitely cut off the transportation of materials from the Northeast to Hebei Province, and completely put an end to the Japanese daydream of repairing the turtle shell!"

After explaining the first task, the intelligence officer's gaze slowly fell on Fang Ziyi.

Compared with the strategic bombing mission that requires precise calculation of routes and trajectories, the combat orders received by the Second Air Division this time were surprisingly simple. Even the graduation examinations of aviation school students were more challenging than this.

"Team Fang, the points marked on the map in your hand are all high-value targets of the North China Front Army."

"Your mission is simple. That is to destroy all the field fortifications and large bunkers in one go before the ground forces launch the general attack."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Ziyi's mouth suddenly raised a meaningful smile. His fingers gently stroked the edge of the briefing, and a glimmer of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

"I was just worried that we wouldn't have a chance to train the new recruits, but I didn't expect the headquarters to be so considerate that they even prepared pillows for us."

"For ordinary defensive fortifications, 500 kg bombs or secret weapons are enough. For reinforced concrete fortifications, 1000 kg bombs can be used to open a hole for the Japanese. If you encounter special fortifications, just use the Block Destroyer to clean up the place."

"Okay, the Second Air Division will ensure that the mission is completed."

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Everyone should do his job and stay in his position.

When the cadres' combat briefing meeting was about to enter a white-hot stage, a different scene appeared on the apron outside the hangar.

The ground crew at Yangquan Airport were working at high speed like precise gears. They pushed heavy bombs into the ammunition bays with deft movements, and the metal shells of the napalm bombs still shone coldly under the lights.

"Oh my god, the total weight of the bullet is 590 kilograms and the diameter is 300 millimeters. What kind of monster is this?"

"Captain, what is the name of this new type of air-to-ground rocket? Did the comrade who delivered the weapon tell you?" (End of this chapter)