June 25, 1629, sunny, southwesterly winds of 2 to 3.

I got up early, today is the day of Operation Guillotine, the Marine Corps and the 1st Regiment of the Wehrmacht have been training on Changsheng Island and Xizhong Island for a long time, and they are waiting to leave for Xinjin to exercise Houjin's retreat.

When the washing was finished, the hour hand in the cabin was just after five o'clock. Last night, or early this morning, Liu Chaoen and I were busy until two o'clock, and we didn't fall asleep until all the troops had boarded the ship. In total, I only rested for more than two hours today. I thought I would feel sleepy, but my mind was as clear as a hundred chili peppers, and I didn't have to drink the strong tea I had made before bed.

Fang Hai helped me put on my combat uniform and body armor, and put on a steel helmet. He asked me if I needed to bring a rifle and I shook my head. I am the commander-in-chief of this landing operation, and I will not have the opportunity to use a rifle.

At 6 o'clock, the fleet left on time. The transport formations departing from Changsheng Island and Nishinaka Island would join the escort fleet at sea, with a total distance of about 50 kilometers and a voyage of one and a half hours.

As the fleet sailed away from the military port of Changsheng Island, I saw that the airport on Changsheng Island was brightly lit. The headlights on the conning tower were all turned on, and one after another "Qingyun" medium bombers had already begun to take off. They will cross the short sea surface under the escort of fighter planes that have taken off from Nishinaka Island, and turn the Xinjin Fortress heavily guarded by Jin's heavy troops into a sea of fire.

At 6:30, Lieutenant Commander Bai Siqi joined us on the battleship Vostok. Launched in 1623, the battleship had a full load displacement of more than 30,000 tons, a main engine output of 31,000 horsepower, and was equipped with 10 twin 350 mm/45 x diameter guns, and has long been an important deterrent weapon for the Pacific Fleet. This time it will be used as a turret, and it will be its first battle.

The convoy also included three destroyers and several gunboats, which would cover the transport formation as they penetrated deep into Pulandian Bay. A few days ago, intelligence from a reconnaissance plane showed that Jiannu had hidden more than a dozen "Baturu"-class river gunboats in the harbor. There was a dense forest, it was easy to shelter the anti-aircraft guns, and the Air Force did not dare to go over and sink them, so the destroyers needed to solve it.

The ship headed east, its sharp bow splitting the waves and smashing out white foam in the sky. It was just seven o'clock and the sky was completely bright. The longitude of southern Liaoning is east, and the day dawns relatively early.

"The north wind calls the wind and snow, everything is normal, it's over."

Lin Feng stretched his neck, looked at the planes that were still just a small dot in the distance, and said into the microphone. He lowered the pole slightly, passing through a cloud in front of him. As the white clouds fade from view, a fleet of ships stretching for kilometers below comes into view.

"Hey, do you see, the escort team is still there in a daze." Lin Feng whistled and laughed a little playfully. He turned up the radio channel, and a friendly greeting from his peers immediately sounded in the headphones: "Fuck the North Wind Brigade again, every time they go to brush up the results, when will it be Lao Tzu's turn!" ”

"Hey, I can hear you." Lin Feng interrupted them loudly and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you go and play a few trump cards when you bombed Shenyang?" Take turns, you can't give you all good things, and there are brothers in our brigade who want to be promoted to captain, so that a little merit can come out. ”

Laughter immediately rang out in the headphones. As the distance approached, the bombing formation from the Changsheng Island airfield had already flown above the fleet, and the wind and snow brigade and the escort group led by Lin Feng shared a radio channel, and the two sides seized the time to fight each other.

The flotilla below sounded a whistle, and Lin Feng shook his wings a few times to return the salute. The bombing formation, which was traveling at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour, quickly flew away from the convoy, and only the voice of its own brigade remained on the shortwave radio.

The deputy captain of the other fighter reminded the pilots to prepare for battle, and Lin Feng also put away the attitude of the hippie smile just now, and his face quickly became cold. The low hills and forests below sped backwards, and the new Golden Fortress at the end of Pulandian Bay had slowly appeared in the sky.

"Enemy aircraft were spotted at 3 o'clock and ready to meet them."

After Lin Feng finished speaking lightly, he took the lead in pulling up the plane. The Jiannu plane found this time is still the thunderous "Haidongqing", this kind of antique form of biplane, Lin Feng has only seen the old dean in his sixties drive - that is the main fighter of the Republic Air Force when the old dean was young. Since Lin Feng entered the Air Force Command Academy, he has never seen a biplane that can still fly outside of museums and aviation enthusiast clubs. Oh, after coming to Liaonan, he has seen Houjin's active biplane classic aircraft.

"Wingman, look at what to do with this kind of gadget."

Second Lieutenant Huang Fu, who had just been assigned to the Wind and Snow Brigade, hurriedly said "oh", and didn't even say "finished". However, his long plane is not a guy who likes to follow the rules of aviation questions and answers, and he didn't notice that the wingman was a little distracted.

Huang Fu began to follow the long plane to pull up the altitude. They are in the position of "Aurora" fighters, which can climb to a combat altitude of more than 4,000 meters, and can completely sling biplanes. A minute later, Huang Fu and the long plane had completed the climb together, and the biplane below was rushing towards the bomber without predescribing it, not ready to fight him.

Lin Feng's command came from the earphones, and Huang Fu immediately rotated to the left, locking the crosshair with the long machine to a slow Haidongqing.

"Control the rate of fire." Lin Feng raised his voice and emphasized, "If you lock on to the target, pull the trigger for a few seconds, don't hold it down!" As he spoke, Lin Feng pushed the pole forward, and the aurora immediately leaned forward, like an eagle swooping from a high altitude, towards Hai Dongqing below.

"Dada" Lin Feng pressed the trigger slightly, and then immediately let go. The aurora, which was more than 200 meters per second, instantly passed by Hai Dongqing's side, flew flat again below, and then pulled away to the side, ready to climb again. Taking advantage of the staggered fraction of a second between the two planes, Lin Feng smiled and turned his head sideways, looking at the Jiannu pilot who was beaten to minced meat on Hai Dongqing. Hai Dongqing, who had lost his pilot, began to stall and circle, and black smoke rose from the fuselage as it fell, and exploded into a cloud of sparks in the air more than ten seconds later.

Ten minutes later, the formation of bombers, which were flying at a constant speed, flew above Xinjin. They were unscathed in the previous air battles, and all the Jiannu flying objects that dared to challenge the skies of the Ao Song Dynasty turned into burning wood and crashed on both sides of Pulandian Bay.

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I don't know how long it took for me to wake up from my stupor.

"Li Ruchu, climb down immediately!" Hoarse shouts rang in my ears, and I looked up to see a man in a yellow military uniform shouting. When he saw that I was looking at him in a daze, he grabbed me by the arm and pushed me overboard.

I let out a scream, and my hands subconsciously grabbed the net rope hanging from the side of the boat. The landing craft below was already full of people, and seeing that I was still hanging on the net rope, a non-commissioned officer raised his head and shouted, so I had to jump off the net rope and fall into them.

The landing craft quickly set off and rushed towards the beach a kilometer away. I sat among the soldiers, and I always felt something strange in my head, but I couldn't think of what was wrong. The fleet behind him had already opened fire at this time, and the cannons of more than ten centimeters to tens of centimeters were roaring non-stop. Shells weighing several tons flew out of the barrels, and the new golden city in the distance had long been blown into ruins. The fortified area on the beach was shelled at close range by destroyers, and more than two dozen Qingyun and Aurora were hovering in the sky, which would provide air support for the landing force. There was silence on the devastated sand, and only a handful of small-caliber naval guns chose to target there.

After passing over the wreckage of several Baturu gunboats, the sand that had been burned to a glass glow was clearly visible. Suddenly, a series of fires flashed in the previously peaceful fortified area, and countless bullets flew towards the onrushing landing craft.

Second Lieutenant Guo Ying, who had just pushed me down, held my head down and yelled at everyone to bend down. With a "bang", one of the soldiers standing in front of the landing craft lost his head and fell limply.

The sound of vomiting quickly came from the landing craft, and Guo Ying looked like he hated iron but not steel. He reached down and tore off the soldier's dog tag and stuffed it into his pocket, grabbed the heavy machine gun from the landing craft and began firing. At this time, the green clouds in the sky began to dive, carrying 10 50-kilogram bombs, which would be dropped precisely above the head of the Kennu fire point with the kinetic energy of the dive.

There was a loud bang ahead, the cockpit door was pushed open, and the pilot of the landing craft shouted: "Hit the triangular cone!" Get off board! ”

The soldiers on board immediately jumped out of the landing craft through the open hatch. I threw my hands above my head and grabbed my shotgun and jumped into the sea. At this time, the sea was already floating with dead comrades, and the wrecked landing craft sank into the sea, revealing only a small horn.

"Rush rush! Don't stop in the sea! Guo Ying shouted while wading through the water. He seemed to have infinite energy, and his big mouth was always directing the soldiers on the boat.

Suddenly, there were flames overhead. I looked up, but it was a rocket reflected off the destroyer. The sky covered the beach fortified area, and the firepower in an instant was not inferior to that of a heavy artillery brigade. The only thing that's a little unusual is that the explosion of these rockets is a bit like a clock?