The 47th night flight to Wuhan

Han Xing frowned and said, "When did I ask you to protect me, you have so many things, how can you delay your time for me." ”

Yin Zhaoli smiled and said, "Commander Fan and Commander Zhang have explained, your safety is related to the safety of the entire Southern Expeditionary Army, and it is the object of our key protection. ”

Han Xing was very moved when he heard this, it seems that Fan Zhuxian and Zhang Weihan have long seen their importance, and they have long seen the importance of going to Wuhan this time, if there is any mistake in them, it is not their own problem, it is related to the entire problem of supporting the Wuhan Conference.

It is better to be respectful than to obey his fate, so Han Xing had no choice but to nod. He knew that Yin Zhaoli was a member of the Communist Party, while Zhao Hongwu was a member of the military command, and it was really the central elements of the Communist Party and the Kuomintang who were crammed on the same plane in order to complete a common task, which was really funny to say.

Time waited for no one, and that night the Y-8 transport plane took off immediately, and Zhang Fei personally led the crew to drive the plane through the enemy's blockade line and fly to Wuhan.

The plane accelerated on the runway, and then broke off the ground towards the dark sky and slammed upward, and Han Xing felt a little dizzy under the acceleration. When the plane rose into the air and stabilized, Han Xing's heart also calmed down. Fortunately, these people who followed Han Xing were all trained in parachuting, and they were a little uncomfortable, and then they got used to it.

Looking out the window, trying to see clearly, after all, nothing was found, the plains and rivers loomed, and everything was vague, just like Wuhan today. Zhao Hongwu said that he wanted to report on the work of the military command station when he got on the plane, but after all, it was rare to get on the plane, so he leaned his head tightly on the window to see the outside world to the end.

Theoretically speaking, the length of the cargo compartment is 13.5 meters, the width is 3.0~3.5 meters, the height is 2.4~2.6 meters, the maximum effective load is 20 tons, and the plane is also equipped with parachuting steel cables and other airborne equipment, which can parachute 82 paratroopers at a time and 96 fully armed soldiers. 60 stretcher beds can be installed in the cargo hold, which can transport 60 seriously injured and 23 lightly injured at a time, and can also carry 3 medical personnel.

In other words, if all of his troops were to be transported to the designated combat site in Wuhan, the four Y-8 transport planes would only be able to transport nearly 400 people at a time, and it would take more than 10 times to transport all of them.

The cruising speed of the Y-8 is 550 km/h, and the distance from Jinan to Wuhan is 890 km, so the one-way journey is 1.5 hours, and the fastest is 3 hours to transport troops.

Transporting soldiers when they go and transporting the wounded when they come back requires the Wuhan airport to completely turn on the green plane for their Y-8, and the ugly daughter-in-law will have to meet her in-laws sooner or later.

Han Xing was thinking deeply about these questions.

The red light suddenly turned on, the air battle siren sounded, and the captain Zhang Fei issued an operational warning to all the personnel: "If you have discovered the enemy's fighter plane, please come to the front with the chief of staff of the Han Dynasty, and ask the chief of staff of the Han army to come to the front." ”

Han Xing entered the cockpit in front, Zhang Fei was sitting in the captain's seat, pointing to the radar display screen and said to Han Xing: "30 kilometers away, on the road we are on, there are 2 enemy planes cruising, what should we do, whether to avoid it or destroy it." ”

Han Xing asked, "Did they find us?" ”

Zhang Fei smiled and said, "They don't even have a radar, how can they find us." ”

Han Xing asked again: "Is the air-to-air missile system installed?" ”

Zhang Fei replied: "It's already installed." ”

Han Xing said: "Then what are you waiting for, beat his brother-in-law." ”

Zhang Fei replied: "Yes!" ”

At nearly 10 kilometers, a Thunderbolt-8 air-to-air missile broke away from the missile launcher, then automatically ignited and flew towards the enemy in the distance, at Mach 2.5. After a while, another missile was launched, flying in the same direction.

When Han Xing returned to the cargo hold, Zhao Hongzhang discovered this strange phenomenon in time, pulled Han Xing and said, "Han Stationmaster, Han Stationmaster, look at it, what is it?" ”

Two flying machines with long fire tails were flying rapidly in front of them, like two small rockets, forming a magnificent landscape in the dark night and the starry sky.

Han Xing deliberately asked him, "What do you look at like this?" ”

Zhao Hongwu said strangely: "What kind of weapon is this, why haven't I seen it?" ”

Han Xing said: "You haven't seen much, and I haven't seen it either, who knows what kind of weapon this is!" ”

The missiles flew faster and faster, and the smaller they became, and finally in the almost invisible canopy, two beautiful fireworks appeared, and in the black canopy, two magnificent landscapes were formed.

Zhao Hongwu clapped his hands happily: "Needless to say, the enemy plane exploded, the enemy plane exploded." If we have such weapons, we will be invincible in the world, and we will no longer have to be afraid of little Japan. ”

Although Yin Zhaoli was well-informed, at this time, he couldn't help but shout: "Okay, okay, our long-range bomb finally blew up the patrolling little devil plane." Okay! Okay!! ”

All the special operators cheered, and all the military commander's junior agents also cheered, and the two factions had long since merged together, rejoicing that the fighters had defeated the patrol planes of Little Japan.

After a while, it flew to the air of Wuhan, and the plane came with a red siren, and the voice of the captain Zhang Fei came: "Now it has flown over Wuhan, parachute ready!" Prepare for your skydive. ”

Han Xing began to check his parachuting suit again, the special combat team members and the spies of the military command were all checking their parachuting clothing, checking the costume is not a child's play, if the parachute cannot be opened in the air, it will be not much different from throwing meat cakes downward.

All the officers and men who were preparing to parachute hung the small spring hook behind the parachute bag on the iron cable on the plane, and the spring hook was attached to the plane and the parachute opener of the parachutist officers and men was attached to the bottom.

As for why the plane did not land at Wuhan Airport, according to Han Xing's words: "It is better to let the officers and soldiers of the national army know as little as possible." ”

The Y-8 transport plane had flown to an altitude of 800 meters above the outskirts of Wuhan, the hatch opened, and Yin Zhaoli gave an order: "Jump-" Zhang Xiaosan, the platoon leader of a row, took the lead and jumped down, followed by Wu Xiaoming, Li Dazhong, and then Han Xing, Yin Zhaoli jumped down, then Zhao Hongzhang, and those little spies.

They sandwiched Han Xing in the middle, of course, for the sake of Han Xing's safety.

The parachute opened quickly, and since it was not the first time to skydive, Han Xing felt very good, and he still muttered: "The wind is southeast, the wind speed is 0.5 meters, and the landing speed is 5 meters per second." ”

The wind on the summer night in Wuhan was cool on the face, a little wet, different from the dry wind in the north, it was very cool, and the weapons on the body were also very reliable, and none of them were lost.

In the dark night, Han Xing observed that there were still a few white parachutes in front and back, left and right, which was that they were closely protecting themselves, and Han Xing tried hard to adjust the direction of the parachute, and also kept his parachute consistent with them.

The black earth is getting bigger and bigger, and the details are getting more and more realistic, which is about to touch the ground. The closer you get to the ground, the more careful you have to be, because at some point, you will come across a place where you shouldn't land.

Fortunately, there is a slope of the mountain below, there are a few big trees in the south, with broad leaves, which are still not quite the same as the small leaf poplars and locust trees in the north, Han Xing's legs squatted slightly, and the standardized protection action. landed on the ground, suddenly put Han Xing to a butt squat, the parachute's big hijab formed a lot of power, and he was still fluttering to follow the direction of the wind, and Han Xing took a heel, and finally, the parachute hung on a tree, and then stopped fluttering.

Han Xing finally stopped, and the first thing he did was to break free from the shackles of the parachute and pull out his weapon to deal with the dangerous situation that could happen again at any time.

After a while, the special combat team members and Zhao Hongwu's special team quickly concentrated here, Yin Zhaoli and Zhao Hongwu saw Han Xing at the same time, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, and then they led the team to check the number of people. Fortunately, the special combat team and the special forces team were in good order, and there were no casualties during the parachute jump.

Yin Zhaoli and Zhao Hongwu respectively asked Han Xing for instructions: "Chief of Staff Han, what should we do next?" "Stationmaster Han, what should we do next?"

"Maintain the battle formation and march towards the city of Wuhan. It would have been nice to be able to find a car so we wouldn't have to walk. "Han Xing issued an order.

"Yes!" "Yes!" Both replied at the same time.

As a result, the special combat team was in front and the special task force was behind, sandwiching Han Xing tightly in the middle and marching towards the city of Wuhan.

Zhang Xiaosan walked at the front of the team, more than ten meters ahead of Wu Xiaoming and Li Dazhong, playing the role of a spearhead. He slowed down his steps, pricked up his ears, like a raccoon cat, and maintained a high degree of vigilance at all times, although he was about to arrive in Wuhan, and was almost to the territory controlled by the national army, but on the eve of this fierce battle between China and Japan, maybe something would happen.

As he walked, he suddenly heard something, stopped, and waved his hand behind him. Wu Xiaoming and Li Dazhong followed closely behind him, immediately turned on the safety of the assault rifle, and waved his hand backwards, Yin Zhaoli knew that the situation had been discovered in front, and also waved his hand to the back.

Han Xing and the special forces both stopped advancing and quietly waited for news from ahead.

Zhang Xiaosan arrived in front of Yin Zhaoli and made a gesture to Yin Zhaoli to discover the enemy's situation. Yin Zhaoli immediately understood, and asked Zhang Xiaosan to take Wu Xiaoming and Li Dazhong to the front to see what the situation was.

Zhang Xiaosan took Wu Xiaoming and Li Dazhong, taking advantage of the cover of night and trees, tiptoeing forward, walking about 150 meters, and suddenly discovered a mysterious army. There were about thirty men in this army, all dressed and equipped with the clothing and equipment of the national army, and in the middle of these people, there was a radio station, which was emitting telegrams "tick, tick......".

Just now Zhang Xiaosan heard a strange sound, which turned out to be the sound of a telegram, which was quite clear and harsh for the relatively quiet mountains and forests. If this is really a unit of the national army, why do you secretly send a telegram here? Besides, with these more than 30 people, there is no need to bring a transmitter?

Zhang Xiaosan, what do they do, they are all well-trained elites of the special combat team, and with these two points, it is certain that this unit must be tired. Sure enough, after another period of surveillance, a Japanese soldier who sent a telegram reported to an officer of the Nationalist Army in Japanese: "The superior ordered us to move on!" ”

The officer of the national army nodded and said in Japanese: "Pack up the radio and let's continue our mission!" ”