While reading the newspaper, Zhang Meng learned that the Japanese consulate was responsible for the assassination of Kazuo Sakai and the killing of a sniper by unknown persons, and that he had to postpone his return to China this morning until tomorrow morning.

Zhang Meng didn't want them to return home safely, so he decided to kill them.

The Japanese team was about to fly back to China at Kai Tak Airport, and Zhang Meng decided to kill them at the airport.

Obviously, it was unreasonable for the Japanese mission to kill dozens of people one by one, so there was only one way to take a jerk.

"Airplanes in this era should be very easy to fight, right?"

Zhang Meng thought about it, and couldn't help but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a half-white tooth.

Time was pressing, and Zhang Meng needed to know the situation at Kai Tak Airport, so he had to call Zhang Wei in his sleep.

"What? You told me to get up just to jerk off? ”

“……”

Zhang Meng suddenly collapsed and almost burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Wei asked puzzled.

Zhang Meng coughed twice, held back a laugh, and said, "It's nothing!" Remember not to jerk off when talking to men in the future. ”

"Why?" Zhang Wei was confused.

"This—that's it! Just remember! Zhang Meng didn't explain.

"......" Zhang Wei suddenly rolled her eyes, although she didn't understand, but when she saw Zhang Meng's bad expression, she knew that it was not a good word.

Next, Zhang Wei called her friends in Hong Kong to inquire about the situation at Kai Tak Airport, and called Kowloon Airlines to ask which planes were flying to Japan.

There are no direct flights from Kai Tak Airport to Japan, and flights from Hong Kong to Japan need to make several connections due to flight restrictions.

After Zhang Wei heard clearly, she said to Zhang Meng: "There is only one plane to the United States on tomorrow's international flight, and the model is Boeing 247. I inquired at the airport, and the ticket was sold out, and it was the only plane that passed through Tokyo. ”

Zhang Meng pondered for a while and said: "Several people in the Japanese mission are high-ranking officials, there are many bodyguards, plus a group of Japanese officers who have returned from studying abroad, for the sake of safety, they probably chartered the entire plane. ”

Zhang Wei said with doubts: "But the last time I took a plane back to China, the plane could only carry a maximum of 10 passengers, counting the service lady and the pilot, but only fourteen or fifteen people, how can I sit down?" ”

Zhang Meng thought for a while and said: "It should be the Boeing 247D, which can carry more than thirty or forty people, which is just enough for them to charter a plane." ”

"That shouldn't be wrong." Zhang Wei nodded and said, "Tickets for international flights are very expensive, and it is generally good to sell one-third of the seats." Now that the tickets are sold out, it should be because of their charter flights. ”

Zhang Meng confirmed that the Japanese mission was on a Boeing 247 plane, and he had a plan in mind, so he let Zhang Wei go to sleep, and he began to prepare himself.

"Then be careful!" Zhang Wei knew that she couldn't change Zhang Meng's decision, so she had to tell him to be careful.

Zhang Meng smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, Wei'er, my profession will always leave a way back!" ”

Zhang Wei nodded, and went back to the room.

After Zhang Meng prepared his weapons and equipment, it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the plane took off at eight o'clock in the morning, so Zhang Meng hurriedly seized the time to make up for sleep.

At dawn, everything is silent.

Mr. Zhang arrived early in the morning and had been around the airport five or six times until he locked onto the Boeing 247D parked on the tarmac and pinpointed the location of the plane's fuel tanks.

Looking around, the location of the airport is very open, and the surrounding area is flat. Since Kai Tak Airport was built not long ago, there were mostly British Royal Air Force fighter jets nearby, which was half-military and half-civilian in nature, and it was easy to be spotted by British guards in the middle and short distances.

If you choose long-range sniping, the trajectory is greatly affected by gravity and the deflection of the earth, and the trajectory will drop more than ten meters beyond 1500 meters.

The only vantage point is the airport hotel building next to the bus stop, but it deviates from the airport runway and is nearly 1,300 meters away.

Hitting a plane at such a distance, although the speed of the plane is not very fast and the target is large, it is still a little difficult to blow the plane.

But Zhang Meng thought about it, and for the sake of his retreat and safety, he gave up risking attacks at medium and close ranges, and chose to conduct long-range sniping on the hotel building.

Zhang Meng went to the hotel and asked for a room on the highest floor, and instructed the waiter not to disturb.

For the sake of business, the window of the hotel can be seen in the direction of the plane's take-off, after all, the plane is a rarity and can bring business to the hotel.

Zhang Meng set up his PZ18 sniper rifle on the windowsill and visually observed that the guide tower at the end of the runway was 1,335 meters away, and the current temperature was 90 Fahrenheit, the humidity was 49 percent, and the wind was blowing at full speed at nine o'clock.

When the shooting distance exceeds 500 meters, Zhang Meng can't just rely on his own feelings, he needs to calculate on the zero card. Zhang Meng will record the shooting conditions and parameters at that time after each shot, which is also a compulsory course for snipers. In this world, he was afraid that he would forget it after a long time, so he had recorded it in a booklet in advance. His zeroing card is marked in detail with various ballistic shooting data at a distance of less than 2,000 meters, and if you want to hit a fixed target, it is enough to rely on the data on this zeroing card to make appropriate fine-tuning.

However, today he has to deal with an aircraft with a speed of 304 kilometers per hour. In this way, the target is moving rapidly, and the constant changes in distance, altitude and speed of the plane when it takes off are not something that Zhang Meng can predict, and Zhang Meng does not have time to calculate, so he needs to calculate the flight trajectory of the plane on paper in advance.

It's a complex math problem, and he'd be happy to give him a ballistic personal digital assistant right now. It's a pity that there was no such advanced equipment in this era.

Zhang Meng set seven preset ambush points, which formed a curved arc with an interval of 200 meters long. The arc curves to the left, because the plane needs to use a hovering method to climb when it first takes off, and basically the plane will hover to the left for a while before climbing.

Seven preset points, which are exactly the bullet numbers in the magazine. However, in order to be sure, Zhang Meng used the first, third, and fourth rounds to be loaded with light bombs, which were used to actually observe the trajectory and impact point of the ballistics, so as to facilitate the correction of ballistic data. The second is an ordinary armor-piercing bullet, and the fifth, sixth, and seventh rounds are all armor-piercing explosive incendiary bombs, and they are also bullets that can really blow up an aircraft.

Zhang Meng adjusted the parameters of the sniper scope and began a long wait.

The reason why it is called long is because when Zhang Meng enters the state, his world suddenly quiets down, he can hear his heartbeat, breathing, and feel the slow ticking of time.

At this point, it feels like time has suddenly slowed down, and ten minutes is like an hour.

Soon at seven o'clock in the morning, planes took off one after another, Zhang Meng carefully observed the model of the plane through the telescope, and tracked and aimed with a sniper rifle.

Zhang Meng should first observe the take-off speed, take-off altitude, and the arc of the general aircraft, and estimate the amount of advance when aiming at the aircraft, and it is best to achieve the first hit.

Through the observation of several aircraft, Zhang Meng further narrowed the ballistic error, roughly judged the angle, altitude, speed and distance of the Boeing 247D when it took off, and re-corrected the ballistic data to estimate its flight trajectory as much as possible, as well as the amount of advance required when firing.

At eight o'clock in the morning, with a loud buzzing sound, the Boeing 247D, the world's largest air giant in the twenties and thirties, took off on time.

After observing the Boeing 247D taxiing on the runway, Zhang Meng immediately entered a sniper state and took three deep breaths to stabilize his breathing and heartbeat.

The plane took off at the distance estimated by Zhang Meng in advance, and in the sniper scope, Zhang Meng aimed at the fuel tank of the plane, moving slowly, judging the flight trajectory and advance of the plane in his heart, and slowly put his right index finger on the trigger.

When the plane flew to the first ambush point set by Zhang Meng, he immediately pulled the trigger.

There was a loud "bang", like a thunderbolt, and the PZ18 anti-tank sniper rifle without a silencer opened fire.

The first bullet was a light bomb, and 100 meters after it was discharged, the high-speed friction caused its tail light pipe to start burning, emitting a dazzling red light, drawing a long red arc in the air, and shooting straight at supersonic speed towards the Boeing 247D.

A few seconds later, Zhang Meng observed from the sniper scope that the projectile failed to hit the plane, and the trajectory deviated more than 10 meters below the plane and more than 5 meters to the right.

Zhang Meng quickly adjusted the elevation angle of the sniper scope, raised three semi-dense points, shifted three dense points to the left, and waited for the plane to come at the second preset ambush point.

Five seconds later, the plane flew to the second ambush point, and after Zhang Meng estimated the advance again, he immediately pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The second armor-piercing projectile also made a loud global noise, whistling and firing at the plane.

A few seconds later, the bullet hit the middle of the fuselage, instantly burst a hole in the casing, and hit the left arm of a Japanese officer in the seat, and the entire arm was knocked off in an instant, blood sprayed wildly for several meters, and the other Japanese around immediately screamed in panic.

Still failing to hit the fuel tank, Zhang Meng quickly corrected the elevation angle according to the impact point, lowered half a dense point, shifted one dense point to the right, and then waited at the third preset ambush point, and mentally estimated the advance of the aircraft from a new one.

Five seconds later, when the plane flew to the third ambush point, Zhang Meng pulled the trigger again.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The third and fourth rounds were both light bombs to help Zhang Meng further observe the impact point. A few seconds later, the bullet hit the abdomen again in the rear of the plane, less than half a meter from the fuel tank.

Zhang Meng suddenly knew in his heart, this time he didn't fine-tune the angle division, but just advanced the estimate of the advance amount a little earlier.

At the fifth five-second mark, Zhang Meng pulled the trigger again.

This time, Zhang Meng fired three shots in a row.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

As the seventh armor-piercing explosive incendiary projectile was fired, a long arc was drawn in the air, hitting the plane's fuel tank three seconds later.

With a loud bang, the moment the bullet pierced through the fuel tank, the fuel tank of the Boeing 247D aircraft was detonated, causing the plane to explode and disintegrate in mid-air.

Zhang Meng could see clearly in the sniper scope, the explosion of fire proved that he had completed the set goal, and the violent explosion sound that came slowly after a few seconds seemed to congratulate him.

After killing the plane, more than 30 high-ranking Japanese officials and officers studying in Germany on it will surely die. Zhang Meng hurriedly put the sniper rifle in the box and hurriedly left the hotel.

However, when he was at the door of the hotel, Zhang Meng bumped into Li Xuelu, the Chinese woman who had a misunderstanding at the hotel last time.

This woman looks like she's working all over the place!

Li Xuelu was about to say hello to him, but was ignored by Zhang Meng.

At this time, the hotel was already in chaos, and several violent gunshots upstairs just now shook the glass windows to pieces. Coupled with the roaring explosion of the planes in the air, people could not help but shout: "Terrorist attack! ”

Li Xuelu looked at the disintegrated plane in the sky, thought of the gunfire from the roof just now, and then looked at the back of Zhang Meng who was holding the box and hurriedly leaving without paying attention to people, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and immediately covered her mouth.

"Did he do it?"