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Chapter 1776 It's time to fight back

Impal Airport, India.

Even though the aviation fuel was in a hurry, the Japanese Air Force did not relax the bombing of Impal Airport.

That afternoon, another team of Type 95 long-range bombers came to bomb Impal Airport. The dozens of bombs dropped bombs exploded dozens of huge bomb craters on the two runways of the airport.

Dozens of "P-40" fighter jets anchored on the apron were also bombarded.

At least more than half of the "P-40" fighter jets were blown up and burned into a pile of wreckage.

In the evening, the Japanese bombers who had thrown all the bombs finally turned around and returned.

It was not until more than a dozen Japanese bombers disappeared into the air in the distance that the ground staff and guards of Stilwell and Impal Airport walked out of the air raid shelter.

At this time, dozens of "P-40" fighter jets were still burning.

However, there was no trace of regret on Stilwell's face, because this was not a real fighter at all, but just a fake target made of wheat straw and straw, and then a layer of disguise was covered.

So the Japanese are sometimes really stupid. In the past half month, there have been no 500 "P-40" fighters destroyed by the Japanese Air Force at Impal Airport, and at least 300. They have no doubts at all. They always thought that these fighters had just transferred to Impal Airport and were blown up by them before they could take off.

But this is also good, otherwise the Japanese would be too smart and the Allies would suffer.

While thinking, a staff officer suddenly rushed over and reported: "Your Excellency General, you have just received an emergency call from Kolkata Airport."

"Kolkata Airport?" Stilwell's expression suddenly moved.

Zheng Shaoyu, who was standing next to him, also looked over immediately, with an expectant look on his face.

Stilwell unfolded the telegram, and after reading it, he immediately showed ecstasy on his face.

"General Zheng!" Stilwell turned to Zheng Shaoyu and said excitedly, "Here I'm back! He's back!"

Although Stilwell said it was a dead end, Zheng Shaoyu had already guessed that from Kolkata, who else could there be except the 1st Flight Brigade of the 1st Flight Regiment led by Zhang Fan?

The 1st Flying Brigade has finally returned, and the Expeditionary Force is finally about to end the days without an Air Force!

"Quick! Quick!" Stilwell ordered the ground crew, "Come on the bonfire and guide the fighter planes to land. In addition, we will immediately call Mandalay to tell Zhong the good news and tell Zhong!"

"Yes!" Zheng Shaoyu agreed and hurried away.

...

Mandalay, the head of the Myanmar War Zone.

Zhong Yi was having dinner, two cornmeal steamed buns, a plate of pickled cucumber, and a bowl of soup.

Such food standards are also the standard of the Expeditionary Force. Zhong Yi has always believed in the purpose of sharing weal and woe with soldiers, which he learned from seniors such as General Peng.

Because only by sharing the joys and sorrows with soldiers can you accurately grasp their physical condition.

Otherwise, it would be a bad thing to force the marching force when the soldiers do not have the physical strength to marches. Fortunately, Zhong Yi's troops have never had such a situation.

Just as he was eating, Wang Geng rushed in excitedly.

"Master, good news!" Wang Geng couldn't suppress his mood, and his voice changed.

Zhong Yi was still slowly gnawing on the steamed buns and chewing pickled cucumbers, and asked in a faint tone: "What news?"

"Air Force!" Wang Geng took a deep breath and finally suppressed the excitement in his heart. "The 1st Flight Brigade belonging to the 1st Flight Regiment of the 1st Aviation Division is back!"

"Is that true?" Zhong Yi paused in his hand, "Here you come back?"

"Yes, I'm back." Wang Geng said with a heavy emphasis, "Except for one fighter plane that was stuck in the Abu Dhabi Airport due to mechanical failure, the other 299 fighter planes have all returned!"

He paused and said, "The 1st Aviation Division asked whether to enter Myitkyina Airport and Mandalay Airport overnight?"

"No need." Zhong Yi waved his hand and said, "In recent times, the activities of the Myanmar Independence Army led by Aung San and Wu Nu in Mandalay and Myitkyina are rampant, and their Independence Army is everywhere, so the 1st Flying Brigade should not rush to enter Myitkyina Airport and Mandalay Airport for the time being."

He paused and said, "But the radar stations in Mandalay and Myitkyina can be activated. With the protection of the air force, the radar stations can start providing early warnings without worrying about Japanese Air Force bombing."

"Yes." Wang Geng said, "I will inform Mandalay that there is also the radar station in Myitkyina to turn on the camera!"

After saying that, Wang Geng hurried into the communications office next door and called the radar station in Mandalay and Myitkyina.

Zhong Yi had finished his meal at this time, wiped his mouth, got up again and walked into the war room, his eyes falling on the sand table.

Looking at the sand table, a hint of imperceptible harshness flashed through Zhong Yi's eyes. After being beaten by the Japanese for so long, it was time to fight back and give Ishihara a little more powerful look.

...

In Binmana, the headquarters of the Japanese Burmese Front.

Just yesterday, Ishihara Kanr moved his headquarters from Yangon to Binmana closer to Mandalay in order to command the Battle of Mandalay at close range.

Ishihara Kanir was basically satisfied with the progress of the Battle of Mandalay.

As he said to Gu Di Na Huaxiong that day, the Japanese army in the Battle of Mandalay was invincible. The task of blocking Myanmar's traffic and completely blocking the communication channels between China and the outside world was actually completed. The only remaining suspense now is whether it can successfully occupy the entire Myanmar.

Amid the sound of footsteps, Gu Dina Huaxiong walked in with Aung San and Wu Nu.

"Aung Sansang, Wu Nusang." Ishihara nodded slightly at Aung San.

The accompanying Burmese translation immediately translated Ishihara Kan's words into Burmese.

"Hiss Commander," Aung San said respectfully with his hands, "Thank you again for your generosity, for providing great help to the Burmese people and helping us overthrow the brutal rule of the British colonial government."

"Aung Sansang, I won't say these polite words." Ishihara Kaner didn't like to be polite, waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about the main topic. How did you do what you did?"

"Your Excellency Commander, you have found out clearly." Aung San said, "The Chinese Expeditionary Force transferred the entire 22nd Army to Mandalay. Now there is only one army left to confront the 27th Army of the Imperial Army on the left wing."

"It's true." Ishihara's eyes flashed and said in a deep voice, "It's similar to what we guessed."

Gu Dina Huaxiong said: "The Chinese army has only 40,000 troops. If the 25th Army attacks with all its might, according to the consumption rate of the previous few days, it will be able to last for at most two days."

"Soga!" Ishihara nodded and said, "Kun Gu Di, the 18th Division will resume its attack strength from tomorrow. This time, we must break through the defense line of the China Army."
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