Successfully raided Sasebo, and the huge fleet successfully returned to Jeju Island.

Yu Zhicong and the others just took a quick rest, and soon, the fighters took off again, but this time, the invader fighter-bombers of the Air Cavalry Division did not follow.

Three squadrons of Black Hawk fighters once again appeared in the sky from Jeju Island to Japan, and this time each Black Hawk fighter carried a huge auxiliary fuel tank under the belly. Obviously, this time the battle was not close.

The Black Hawk fighters of the three squadrons all climbed to an altitude of 15,000 meters, and then all entered subsonic speed, but all of them were Mach 0.9, which was already close to the speed of sound, heading towards Tokyo in the distance.

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Time goes back two hours to the time when the Black Hawk and Intruder fighter-bombers were ready to take off. Off the coast of Tokyo, Japan, a huge fleet is docked at a distance of 500 nautical miles from Tokyo.

At this time, there was still a long time before dawn, and the night was low on the dark East China Sea, and the wind roared.

The fleet facing the southwest wind and headwind lined up in a sailing formation, with three aircraft carriers in the center and lined up in two columns, on the four outer corners of the aircraft carrier, four air defense cruisers tightly guarded the two aircraft carriers in the middle, and around the core ships were six city-class destroyers, and around these ships, there were eight destroyers to guard the fleet.

At this time, the aircraft carrier was ready to attack, arranged on the take-off line in a certain order, and the pilots gathered in the pilot's waiting room early, waiting for the order to attack.

The East China Sea is very windy and rough. The fast moving aircraft carrier was quite steady, and anyone knew that it was a good time to attack, and in the dark sea, a long white track was drawn behind the stern of the ship, and the crew on the deck of the aircraft carrier was doing their last duty, making the final inspection of the fighters that were about to strike.

In the headquarters of the air raid aviation unit, Wang Mingkong was wearing a sleek suede flight suit, and a little white sheep wool was freed up from the collar of the flight suit, just like in the past. Around his neck was the checkered scarf that his wife had woven by hand. Of course, this scarf was not used to wipe the oil thrown on her face when she used the rotary engine in the early years, but it was just a piece of his wife's heart.

He came to the studio and looked at Liu Haijiang with a solemn face.

"Report sir. We can go. ”

"Hmm."

Liu Haijiang stood up. took off his gloves and held Wang Mingkong's hand tightly.

"This time the mission is different. It's all up to you. ”

This sentence carries a pun, and for the soldiers, this mission is of great significance. And for Liu Haijiang. The significance of this time is also agreeable. When the two got up and walked towards the pilot's standby room, Liu Haijiang did not walk in front as before, but took a step back and stretched out his right hand, "Please!" ”

No matter what kind of attitude he had in mind about the attack, all kinds of actions were out of respect for these air warriors, under the light of several energy-saving lamps, the standby room was white, because the standby room was not spacious, many pilots stood in the aisle between the seats, hanging on the blackboard on the wall of the standby room, writing the location of the flagship at this time: five hundred nautical miles south of Tokyo.

If you get closer, you can easily be spotted by Japanese submarines or by Japanese fishing boats. Five hundred nautical miles, which is already a very dangerous distance, because a little further on, is the main range of activity of Japanese submarines.

"Lizheng," as soon as he entered the waiting room, Wang Mingkong shouted the password, and all the pilots saluted Liu Haijiang, who returned the salute, Liu Haijiang felt that his throat was a little dry, and in the face of these young pilots, Liu Haijiang's heart was a little guilty, because this time he didn't know that how many of these young pilots could come back safely, because even if it was parachuting, it meant death.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won't say anything else, and set off as originally ordered."

"Salute." As the pilots rushed out of the standby room, the crew standing on the deck saluted the pilots at the same time as they gave a command, their eyes moving in the direction of the pilots. There were not many words at this time, everything was in this military salute.

Wang Mingkong was the last to leave the waiting room, and when he was about to walk towards his plane, he saw his old friend standing on the flight deck, looking at him with a serious face, and the two smiled righteously and didn't say anything, everything was tacit.

"You know what? If I can, I'm willing to swap roles with you, I'll downgrade you up a level,"

Holding Wang Mingkong's hand, Xu Qinjiang looked at his friend with envy.

"You exchange your wife for me, and I don't want to." At this time, Wang Mingkong, as in the past, did not seem to have a pre-war Zhang.

Xu Qinjiang smiled and smashed Wang Mingkong hard,

"I don't have a wife, you know, when this battle is over, introduce your aunt to me, and the two of us will be brothers-in-law."

"Cheng, as long as I come back alive, Aunt Xiao will be yours."

The words between the two men seem to have nothing to do with fighting.

On the bridge, the sea breeze whined, the flight deck was busy, the sky had gradually brightened, and the line of water and sky that could not be seen was slowly revealing under the morning sun.

After saying goodbye to his friends, Wang Mingkong greeted the people gathered at the flight command post, which was regarded as saying goodbye to them.

"Success."

"Burning Tokyo."

Amid the greetings and encouragement of the people, Wang Mingkong walked towards his plane, the tail of his fighter plane painted red and yellow, and the two colors were very eye-catching even at night.

Xu Qinjiang, who came to the bridge, saw the fleet commander Liu Haijiang and a group of staff members standing there, watching the departure of the air force.

"Sir, you see that everyone's morale is high, and everyone is ready to go on the expedition."

Liu Haijiang nodded, and his morale was very high.

"Because everyone understands that the final victory is ours." As soon as the words fell, Liu Haijiang patted the armrest and muttered again: "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to watch the grand occasion." Also, I hope each of you can come back smoothly. ”

On the flight deck of the Great Song, a second lieutenant of the ground support unit was waiting for Wang Mingkong next to the commander-in-chief's plane, and the young warrant officer in the yellow horse horn bowed to him when he saw Captain Wang coming over, and handed him a white towel with both hands.

"Captain, this is a little bit of the ground support force, we can't attack with you, but we also really want to fight side by side with you, please be sure to accept it."

The words "Burning Tokyo" were written on the white cloth, and Wang Mingkong nodded and took it.

Shook the escalator, boarded the plane, and when he closed the seat cover, he raised his thumb at the young lieutenant, and at the same time waved the white cloth strip in his hand, tied it around his neck, and then grabbed it and patted his chest fiercely, the second lieutenant smiled, we will fight side by side today.

At this time, the flight command post of the Great Song issued an order, and the crew standing on the deck gave a signal at the same time as the signal flag was raised, "Start steam pressurization." ”

The turbofan engine began to run, and the plane slowly moved on the deck of the aircraft carrier to the catapult position. The aircraft carrier turned its rudder and began to sail against the speed of the wind, southwest wind.

Then all the planes on deck turned on their navigation lights, and the red lights of the navigation lights on the wings flashed under the vibration of the turbofan engines.

"The vapor pressure index is normal, the ejection pressure index has been reached, and it can take off."

After the command post issued the instructions, the ground crew on the deck kept holding the blue signal lights and kept drawing circles, and the fighters in front of the flight deck began to increase their horsepower.

With the roar of the powerful turbofan engine, the tail of the aircraft erupted with orange-red tail flames, and the heat wave formed continuously hit the baffle.

The people who saw them off looked nervously at the plane at this time, and some of them even put their hands together as if they were praying for them, in the sight of people's expectation. With a sharp pull of the commander of the steam catapult control room, turn on the ejection device switch. The plane slammed forward and broke away from the steam catapult at the end of the deck, and the nose jumped into the air. On the other deck, another fighter plane also rose into the air at the same time. Then, the other two Seahawk-3 fighters that were already on the catapult waiting on the side also ejected and took off as soon as the steam pressure was sufficient.

The other planes that followed followed did the same, and a storm of cheers erupted from the ship, as the men on deck waved their hats and waved their arms to see off the departing pilots.

The ship's photographers derived from the Navy filmed the entire take-off process from multiple directions, which will become the best publicity in news films.

One hundred and sixty-four fighters took off from three aircraft carriers one after another. It took about 15 minutes to assemble over the fleet and form an attack formation, based on the indicator light of the commander's plane.

Under the guidance of Wang Mingkong's official plane, the formation of planes circled over the fleet for a circle, and then flew over the Da Song, the flagship of the aircraft carrier battle group.

They were the heroes of the Empire, and the first wave of air raids on Tokyo was originally carried out by the Royal Air Force. But the generals of the land-based and sea-based air forces pleaded that nothing should fall on the head of the Royal Air Force. Moreover, the East China Sea Fleet's Da Song aircraft carrier battle group is already on standby around the Ryukyu Islands. At this time, how can naval aviation stare there.

In order to take care of the emotions of this old subordinate, the Ministry of Defense finally decided that the first wave of aircraft groups attacking Tokyo would be handed over to the Da Song aircraft carrier battle group.

After the indicator light of the air formation group disappeared into the night sky for a while, Liu Haijiang put down his right hand, which was a little sour.

"Command the fleet, pay attention to air defense and anti-submarine, we wait for the return of the heroes." (To be continued......)