sjar Chapter 89 Airdrop
Chapter 89 Airdrop
The Nationalist Air Force suffered a loss. In the end, they did not even have enough pilots to fly back the P51s they purchased from Wang Chun.
The government had no choice but to once again dispatch 30 people from the Air Force to manage the Censhan Base. This time, the government learned its lesson.
Before departure, the pilots were asked not to have any contact with anyone from the 78th Army, except for the normal two-hour rest after arriving at the airport.
After that, he immediately flew back to Shancheng Airport. Anyone who contacted the 78th Army Aviation Brigade without permission would be punished.
As soon as these pilots got off the plane, they were guarded by the officers accompanying them, and they were on guard against these guys who, in their opinion, had shifty eyes, like thieves.
At the end of November, 8000 newly recruited soldiers were sent from the Second War Zone Recruit Training Center.
In addition, the 3 new soldiers recruited from Central Plains Province are still on the way, but the officers in the conscription office are hesitant to speak, as if they have something they want to say but dare not say it.
Finally, Huang Hu, who was in charge of conscription, couldn't stand this guy's procrastination.
"Director Wang! We are all acquaintances. Tell us what's troubling you! Let's take a look together!"
"Director Huang! Hey! How can I explain this? It's embarrassing! It's really embarrassing!"
"Brother, I really can't say this!" Director Wang Tianlei, who is in charge of recruiting new soldiers in the Second War Zone, looked apologetic and frustrated!
He had been helping the 78th Army during this period and had received many benefits, but now he had been betrayed by his superiors.
This time, the 30,000 new soldiers recruited from Zhongyuan Province were originally responsible for the supply of materials for these soldiers on the road.
But after the logistical military supplies were distributed, there were only enough to feed these 30,000 new recruits for half a month, and there were problems with the cotton-padded clothes and quilts distributed.
Now that they had just reached the border between Shanxi and Henan provinces, these soldiers began to make a fuss because they were hungry and cold, and many of them had been frozen to death or frostbitten on the road.
Jiang Dingwen of the First War Zone put all the benefits into his own pocket and didn't care about the lives of these recruits at all.
In a word! These people now belong to the 78th Army Group and have nothing to do with him, the commander of the First Theater Command.
This made Director Wang, who was in charge of this operation, very angry, but the general was a general of the Republic of China, and he was just a small director under the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs, so how could he do anything to the general?
Finally, Director Wang realized that he had to speak up. Now that the problem had come out, he had to solve it first, otherwise the lives of these 30,000 recruits would be in danger.
Soon the problem was sent to the 78th Army Headquarters. Wang Chun and a group of generals were so angry at Jiang Dingwen that they cursed him.
In particular, a division commander from Zhongyuan Province directly began to curse this guy's ancestors, saying that the disaster in their Zhongyuan Province had developed to this point today.
The commander of the First War Zone could not escape responsibility, and taxes and grain are still being collected from Central Plains Province to this day.
The common people could not survive, but Jiang Dingwen didn't care about that. He required every grain of military ration to be given to him. If not, he would lead his troops to get it himself.
At that time, the people could no longer decide how much to take, so much so that some people in the Central Plains Province have begun to oppose the National Government, and some extreme people have begun to cooperate with Japan and plan to drive out the National Army in the First War Zone.
"Let the transport planes of the aviation brigade be dispatched! They will be our own soldiers from now on!"
Wang Chun now wants to kill Jiang Dingwen. This bastard general is good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and he often embezzles the military pay of his subordinates.
When the Japanese invaders attacked the Central Plains, under the command of this coward, hundreds of thousands of national troops were crushed by tens of thousands of Japanese invaders and fled everywhere, bringing shame to the Chinese soldiers.
It is a disgrace to Chinese soldiers. Every day such a person serves as the commander of the First War Zone is a crime against the national war of resistance.
At noon that day, 30 C47 transport planes and some Junkers transport planes loaded with supplies immediately took off to the area where tens of thousands of recruits were on the march.
"Brother! I feel so uncomfortable! I have no strength at all and can't walk!"
A young man who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old was lying motionless in the snow on the side of the road. A man who looked older than him could only sit with him in the snow.
They had been abandoned by the main force, and many people had fallen behind along the way. They had thought that after becoming soldiers, they would finally no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold.
It is true that they did have a few full meals in the first two days, which gave these young people from the Central Plains Province, who had long lost hope, hope of survival.
Just like the pair of brothers in front of us, their parents passed away one after another some time ago. They didn’t die of illness, but were starved to death.
"Forget it! We won't leave! This damn God doesn't want us to live, so we two brothers will just lie here! Waiting for God to take our lives so that we can reunite with our parents sooner!"
Zhang Xiaoyi looked at his eldest brother’s skinny face. After their parents passed away, if it weren’t for taking care of him, his brother wouldn’t have had to live such a hard life!
He was a graduate of the Baoding Military Academy. Due to major changes in his family, all the documents proving his identity were lost. In addition, Baoding has been occupied by the Japanese. In order to take care of his younger brother, he can only become an ordinary recruit like him.
In fact, there are not only the two brothers of the Zhang family lying here, but also dozens of new recruits.
Dozens of people were crowded around a few haystacks. This was a threshing ground near the roadside, but because of the disaster, the locals had already fled.
There were only a few haystacks left in this area, and some of the hay had already been taken away by the troops ahead when they passed by.
Now there was only some rotten dry grass left, so these people sat on the sunny side of the haystack, basking in the sun with their backs to the wind. Dozens of people sat together, with a bonfire lit in the middle to keep them warm.
They hung up two helmets with two holes on the edges and burned some melted snow water inside.
There is no food left, so now everyone can only drink some hot water to warm themselves up.
Zhang Qinglu held the kettle in his hand and fed water little by little to his brother who was already running a scalding fever.
Zhang Xiaoyi was already very weak, and he had been traveling in the cold wind and had not eaten enough. The cold wind blew and he developed a high fever.
Zhang Xiaoyi had already started talking nonsense at this moment. He seemed to see his parents coming to pick him up. Zhang Qinglu pried open his brother's mouth to feed him water while crying.
Touching his brother's burning forehead, Zhang Qinglu knew that his brother would probably not survive the night in the wilderness without cotton clothes, quilts, medicines or food.
"Woo woo woo" Zhang Qinglu seemed to hear the roar of a plane and hurriedly greeted everyone.
"Enemy planes, enemy planes are attacking! Take cover!"
But where could they hide in this empty snowy land? Besides, some people didn't even plan to hide and just wanted to die quickly and be reborn.
A P51 fighter jet in the air saw dozens of people on the ground, surrounding several haystacks, with people running nearby.
The army began to lower the flight altitude. He wanted to see if there was a lone soldier. His flight route was along the main road.
The plane descended to less than a hundred meters from the ground, and there were indeed some soldiers wearing National Army uniforms. Some of them were hiding, and some were just lying straight in the snow, as if they had accepted their fate, probably thinking they were the Japanese fighter planes.
Zhang Qinglu dragged his brother for less than 30 meters before he was already out of breath. At this moment, the fighter plane in the sky was rapidly approaching their airspace.
Zhang Qinglu collapsed beside his brother resigned to his fate. He didn't plan to run anymore, nor could he run anymore. He just thought he would just be killed in the explosion. The sooner he died, the sooner he would be reborn.
However, the fighter planes that appeared in Zhang Qinglu's sight were very strange. They were not coated with the red plaster unique to the Japanese fighter planes.
"Ah! It's not the Japs' plane! The blue sky with a white sun flag! It's the blue sky with a white sun flag! It's our plane, it's our plane!"
Zhang Qinglu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up with strength he didn't know where he got it from, and started shouting at the top of his voice that this was their plane.
While shouting, he waved his hands desperately and jumped towards the fighter planes in the sky!