The Air Force's reasons may seem reasonable, but in fact they are far-fetched.
The absence of a few pilots and a few ground staff will not affect operations at all.
Everyone knows that this is just an excuse.
The real reason is that the Air Force has been wronged.
If they don't give an explanation, they will go on strike. .
It is said that soldiers have a bounden duty to obey orders and cannot be as casual as students on strike or workers on strike.
However, the Air Force is different from ordinary soldiers.
They are the pride of heaven and the ace among aces.
They usually do well if they do not bully others.
How can they suffer a loss this time?
The conflict with the 89th Army resulted in human lives, and even the Ministry of National Defense could not suppress it.
The war in Jiangbei was in full swing, and the 265th Division was fighting fiercely with the Communist army.
The 267th Division encountered a fierce blockage and could not advance even half a step.
If they could not get support from the air force, both divisions would be destroyed.
The situation was stronger than the others, so Ou Guangwu had to admit that he was a coward.
The three pilots were released from the confinement room, greeted with good food and drinks, and then asked the chief of staff to come forward to send the pilots back and apologize to the Air Force.
The chief of staff prepared a truckload of gifts.
The 89th Army was very poor and didn’t have anything valuable, so he got some eggs, soybean oil, rice, flour, pork, etc., and drove them over in a car, but was stopped by the Air Force.
He not only threw everything out, but also beat up the chief of staff.
He said that we had suffered such a big loss and then sent a chief of staff to fool us.
This is an insult to our air force.
The chief of staff returned to the barracks in a state of embarrassment.
Five finger marks on his face were red and swollen.
Ou Guangyan was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Telegrams calling for urgent reinforcements kept coming from the radio.
He paced back and forth for half an hour with a frown, and finally He made a decision and called the old chief Gu Zhutong for help.
Gu Zhutong first scolded Ou Guangwu.
It's not good to provoke anyone.
Go provoke the pilots.
These guys are all high-level talents.
They can speak English and fly planes.
The money the party and state spends on them is worth their weight.
Mrs.
Chiang doted on them as if they were her own sons.
It would be better for you to put them in solitary confinement and even beat one to death.
"Sir Gu, it was the ground crew who were killed."
Ou Guangwu explained carefully.
"Can the ground crew be beaten to death?"
Gu Zhutong scolded him again.
Ou Guangwu stood at attention and held the phone and kept talking.
Finally, Gu Zhutong said: "These flying gangs are really arrogant.
It would be better to let them wake up.
I'll take care of it, just do your job."
"Thank you, Chief Gu."
Ou Guangwu was already sweating.
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He thought he was going to be dismissed from his post and investigated, but unexpectedly, he survived the desperate situation because the old chief showed compassion to his subordinates.
In Nanjing, Gu Zhutong began to communicate with Ou Guangwu and the 89th Army.
Although the air force commander was Zhou Zhirou, the power was actually controlled by Song Meiling.
The relationship between Mrs.
Chiang and the air force was extraordinary.
The pilots were all trained by the United States.
Yes, I can speak fluent English and eat with a knife and fork.
Meal is the same type of person as Soong Meiling.
They are all impressed by Mrs.
Chiang's charm and wish to die for her.
Mrs.
Chiang also loves these young men the most and treats them like sons.
When the 89th Army and the Air Force conflict, she naturally stands on the side On the Air Force's side, Gu Zhutong's face was not easy to use.
At any rate, the Ministry of National Defense finally made peace with the situation and asked the 89th Army to severely punish the shooter and punish District Guangwu.
However, the Air Force did not buy it and even called the country to expose the crimes of the 89th Army.
They not only shot the Air Force ground staff, but also fought against the protesting students.
Debts had to be settled, and this move received immediate response from the air force across the country.
All bomber and fighter groups and stations responded one after another, grounding flights in protest, and asked when Ou Guangwu would be dismissed for investigation and when he would resume flying.
The civil war was in full swing, and the Air Force strike affected the war situation across the country.
Now it was a lot of fun.
As a last resort, the Ministry of National Defense coordinated and appeased while ordering the Jiangbei Traffic Police Corps to send troops to rescue the 265th Division of the 89th Army.
In Beitai, Chen Shou was in command, and 10,000 elite traffic policemen were deployed in all directions, with deep ditches and high fortresses, bunkers and trenches, and they were strictly guarded.
The friendly 265th Division fought fiercely with the Jiangbei column of the Eighth Route Army near Nantai for several days.
The traffic policemen sat on the mountain and watched the fight between tigers and tigers.
No action was taken.
Suddenly, a transport plane flew from the sky and dropped a letter.
It turned out to be an order from the Nanjing Ministry of National Defense, asking Chen Shou to lead the army to break the siege of the 265th Division.
Chen Shou wondered why he didn't give the order directly to him through the provincial capital.
He hurriedly asked Chen Zikun for instructions.
Chen Zikun's call back came with four words: "No disobedience."
Chen Shou was puzzled.
Because there was a conspiracy in advance, the traffic police would never interfere in the affairs of the 89th Army.
Even if they died in front of their eyes, they would not intervene.
But at this time, they said they could not disobey orders.
What did it mean?
He went to Beitai Mayor Xiao Lang to ask for advice.
Xiao Lang said: "The Ministry of National Defense's overstepping of command is to bypass Chief Chen.
Since you are given an order directly, it is naturally difficult to disobey it.
Otherwise, who will be punished?"
Can’t be saved.”
Chen Shou said: "Then we are going to send troops, but the 89th Army is our enemy.
I would rather help the Eighth Route Army than help them.
Besides, I only have 10,000 troops.
Even if they are all sent out, I may not be able to defeat others.
Then I will attack Beitai."
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If you lose it, it’s not worth the loss.”
Xiao Lang smiled slightly and said: "I asked you to send troops, but I didn't say how many soldiers.
Victory and defeat are common things for military officers.
It's understandable that you lose even if you send troops, but if you don't send troops, you will die without saving them.
Do you understand?"
Chen Shou suddenly realized: "I understand, you scholars are so cruel.
No wonder the ancient armies had to have military advisors.
That's what they did.
Mayor Xiao, why don't you come and be my military advisor?"
Of course, this was just a joke.
Chen Shou immediately ordered Liang Maocai to lead a company and a radio station to "reinforce" the 265th Division.
More than a dozen cars were driving slowly on the road.
Liang Maocai took the radio microphone and said lazily: "Mr.
Wang, our traffic police team is already on the road."
There was a rustle in the receiver, and then came the cry-like cry of Commander Wang of the 265th Division: "When will you arrive?
We can't hold on anymore.
For the sake of the party and the country, please help our brothers."
Liang Maocai said: "Brother Wang, please hold on for three more days.
We will be there in three days."
Putting down the phone, Liang Maocai ordered to camp on the spot, rest and eat, and talk again in the morning.
The soldiers set up tents, buried pots to cook, and opened cans.
Liang Maocai sat on the camp bed and played poker with several of his subordinates.
Two hundred meters away, several guerrillas were quietly looking over here.
The leader was a young woman wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket and carrying a carbine.
She had a grass stem in her mouth and narrowed her eyes to secretly count the number of people in this Kuomintang unit. and weapons, and whispered: "They are the traffic police from Beitai, the soldiers of the former Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, Chen Zikun."
A dark young man next to him was gearing up and said, "Sister Chunhua, let's fight.
It's time for our district team to open up meat."
Chunhua glanced at him: "Goudan, the mission of the district team is to investigate, not to block.
Do you understand?
If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."
Goudan pouted in grievance, fiddled with the old sleeve and said, "This old gun of ours should have been replaced a long time ago."
Chunhua said: "Just think about changing your gun and keep guard here for me."
After that, she stood up and left.
"Sister Chunhua, where are you going?"
Goudan asked.
"I'm going to report to Commander Wu and Political Commissar Ye."
Chunhua jumped on a mule, shouted in a low voice, and headed south.
At the enemy command post in front of the Jiangbei Column, artillery roared, the phone rang constantly, staff officers came in and out, and the sand table was filled with red and blue flags to indicate the situation between the enemy and ourselves.
Although the Kuomintang 265th Division was not the main division, it still had nearly 10,000 soldiers.
Men, horses, and semi-beautiful weapons and equipment are a tough nut to crack.
The battle has lasted for several days.
Our army paid a great price and finally surrounded the enemy.
Wu Changqing stood in front of the map in a military coat and thought hard.
The teapot in his hand was cold.
Ye Xuefeng came over and said, "Old Wu, are you still thinking about how to eat the 265th Division?"
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Wu Changqing said: "Look, the 265th Division has been surrounded by us, and the 267th Division has been blocked by our army south of the Huaijiang River, but our military strength is also close to depletion.
Even local armed forces such as the county brigade are on the front line, but we still can't If we cannot deal with the enemy quickly, all our previous efforts will be lost as soon as the enemy’s air force is dispatched.”
Ye Xuefeng pointed to a point on the map and said: "Move the independent regiment back.
The 265th Division cannot hold out for half an hour."
Wu Changqing said: "The Independent Regiment is the most effective unit in our column.
Good steel must be used on the blade.
If the enemy from Beitai is dispatched, not only will all our previous efforts be wasted, but a piece of our flesh may also be bitten off, and the Independent Regiment will be put away."
Blocking here is a foolproof strategy, but withdrawing would be too risky. " Ye Xuefeng nodded: "Yes, Chen Zikun's attitude is ambiguous and difficult to figure out, but according to the provincial party committee's information, Chen Zikun's son was injured by the 89th Army.
I think with his character, he will not give up easily."
Wu Changqing said: "That's what I say, but we can't afford the gamble."
Just as he was talking, the guard came in and reported: "Chief, Ma Chunhua from the guerrillas has an important enemy report."
"Oh, the spring flowers are here, please come in quickly."
Ye Xuefeng said happily.
The heroic female guerrilla captain walked in.
She had a big face that was red because she was in a hurry.
She had a tall chest under her red cotton-padded jacket.
She was tall and had long legs and a big butt.
If she hadn’t been carrying a carbine, she would have thought she was Whose new wife is she?
Wu Changqing said: "Welcome, welcome, our model militiamen from the liberated areas are here.
Little Lizi, please pour some tea."
Ma Chunhua said: "Commander, political commissar, I will not drink tea.
I have an important situation report.
The enemy in Beitai has dispatched a company and is resting on the way."
"Oh, are they the vanguard of the reinforcements?"
Ye Xuefeng immediately became alert.
"No."
Ma Chunhua said, "There are no other troops behind, just one company, three small jeeps, five medium jeeps, and five ten-wheel trucks."
"Mechanized troops, Lao Wu, look at what medicine the enemy is selling in his gourd."
Ye Xuefeng turned his inquiring eyes to Wu Changqing.
Wu Changqing lit a cigarette and thought: "If there is only one reinforcement company for reinforcements, let alone resting halfway, is it just a show?"
"The enemy is just pretending to judge me."
Ye Xuefeng was full of confidence, "The Traffic Police Corps and the 89th Army have always been at odds.
It's too late to add insult to injury at this time.
How can they lend a helping hand, but they can't explain to Nanjing if they don't rescue, so they acted Such a play."
Wu Changqing said: "In that case, let's put on a big show with them and show it to Chiang Kai-shek in Nanjing."
The two laughed heartily.
Ma Chunhua stared with big eyes in confusion: "Commander, political commissar, what are you laughing at?"
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