Chapter 460: Fly! Warhawk

In the three-story building inside the airport, there were bursts of laughter and laughter, as well as the heavy wheezing sound of men, the four devil sentries standing guard at the entrance of the mén, scratching their ears and cheeks in a hurry, turning in place, the companions were enjoying the Manchurian huā girl, but they were leaning in the cold wind, and the coquettish panting of the nv people was like xiǎo scratching, scratching the heart and smoking, and the ancestral tomb of the xiǎo captain who assigned them the task was scolded.

But they didn't notice that outside the barbed wire, hundreds of pairs of sharp eyes were staring at them coldly, as if they were looking at a pile of corpses.

The devil's evil is enough, and after more than a full Xiǎo, they are disheveled, their faces are satisfied, their crotch is already boring, and their hands are still pinching the swollen double rǔ of the kiln sisters, and they come to the restaurant with their footsteps, which is really comfortable, and the mood is very good, and they stretched out their thumbs towards Qiuquan, and said again and again, "To the west, huā girl is very good, yours, the good people are great!" ”

The wine and food are abundant, these Japanese soldiers even eat and drink, the kiln sisters huā butterfly shuttling back and forth, non-stop toasting, there are a few kiln sisters who play double flying, the footsteps are obviously not very neat, it is estimated that they met the hungry ghost in the sè, suffered a lot, and forced the scene, there are also a few Japanese officers, the eyelids are forced, the face is full of tiredness, it is estimated that they met the master of the kiln sister, was cut off the horse, hollowed out the body, just like that, the hand is not honest, in the arms of the plump part of the kiln sister, rough destruction.

The aroma of wine ròu in the house, the warbler and swallow language of the kiln sisters, drifted to the noses and ears of the four devils standing guard in the wind, this time, I couldn't stand it anymore, and the mouth was not dry and unclean and scolded again, and I was making trouble there, two Chinese, with hot, fragrant and good dishes, piping hot soju, specially came to comfort them, this time, the hearts of the four devils were angry, no huā girl could huāchā, and the wine ròu was not bad.

Eat and drink enough, the kiln sisters are also leaving, these devils, reluctant to see them go, still reminiscing about the scene just now, the airport is tightly closed, but the Japanese soldiers patrolling back and forth are gone, and the searchlight on the watchtower is also fixed in one direction for a long time, no longer patrolling back and forth like a ghost eye.

At three o'clock in the morning, several black shadows approached the airport Damén, and the four Japanese sentries were still faithfully performing their duties there, but they turned a blind eye to the approaching black shadows, and the soldiers of the special operations detachment pulled the Japanese sentry who was standing straight with their hands, and fell down in response, and they had already lost their breath.

Subsequently, the soldiers poured into the airport, carefully searched every corner, for fear that there would be a Japanese army who had slipped through the net, something bad, in that three-story building, in every room, the Japanese soldiers slept very peacefully, and ignored the ** people who came in, they were very happy The call of Emperor Méng Hirohito and Amaterasu Okami, after enjoying the NV people and wine Ròu for the last time, returned to the four islands of Japan.

After careful searching, all the Japanese soldiers in the airfield, a total of 126 people, had been poisoned and died, and the number wěn in their possession was combined, in addition, with the interest of forty-five Japanese pilots, this additional harvest was also unfortunate for them.

At four o'clock in the morning, the field reserve airfield of the Japanese army in Tun'er had completely fallen into the hands of the special operations detachment, and then, the pilots, pilots and ground crews of the former Northeast Army flight team rushed to their posts, and when their hands trembled with their respective equipment that had been separated for six years, they couldn't help but shed tears.

The 400 or so people of Tang's nest shop were also placed in that building, but the corpses of the Japanese soldiers were thrown into several dry wells by the soldiers, and they didn't want their relatives to be frightened.

Dingbian, Shaanxi, the Special Administrative Region Garrison Command, Mei Ting accompanied Tang Qiuli, sitting in the communication room for a long time, since Qiuquan sent back the last telegram, more than twenty times have passed, no news has come, Tang Qiuli has never felt that time has passed so long, long as centuries.

He couldn't be anxious anymore, only deeply uneasy, but he believed that Brother Qiuquan, what he gave himself must be good news, Mei Ting tightly held her husband's hand that was warm in the past, but now it was full of cold sweat, and tried to transfer his heat to him, using nvxìng's gentleness to soothe his uneasy heart, Tang Qiuli's uneasiness made Mei Ting feel distressed.

Infected by the teacher's affection, in the communication room, the young NV operators sat nervously in front of the radio, staring at the indicator light on the radio with good eyes, and for the first time realized that the sound of their breathing was so heavy and harsh, that their heartbeat could be heard.

The red light on a radio station suddenly flashed actively, and a series of pleasant ticking sounds were like an electric current that activated all the nerves of Tang Qiuli, which was the radio station dedicated to mén and Brother Qiuquan, and after more than twenty hours of silence, news finally came, and he rushed to the radio station with an arrow step, Mei Ting was startled by her husband's extraordinary agility.

"Quick translation!" Tang Qiuli's hurried voice, "The division commander knows that our department has completely controlled the Japanese military airfield in Shuangyang Shaoguotun in the southeast of Xinjing at three o'clock this morning, and there are now 28 fighter planes and 16 transport planes at the airport, all of which are intact and ready to take off at any time. ”

The translator translated a word, Tang Qiuli read a word, and every time he finished reading a word, the worry in his heart decreased by one point, "Quick, immediately transfer the telegram of the Tang detachment leader to Gao Zhihang's office at Dingbian Airport, and inform them that the northeast has found a place to stay, and under the control of my troops, I am ready to take off, and I will go to the airport immediately." ”

Tang Qiuli, who had forgotten about it, made a stupid move, from the garrison headquarters to Dingbian Airport, it was faster than the telegram, and before the translation was finished, Tang Qiuli's car could enter the big mén, Mei Ting picked up the telegram on the table, picked up his coat again, and ran out with her husband.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun has just come out of the eastern sky, and the crisp air of the early winter morning is refreshing, and the weather is wonderful, which is the most suitable day for flying.

On the airport, thirteen planes have completed the final routine inspection, neatly arranged on the runway, just waiting for the tower to give an order, immediately rushed into the blue sky, this time, Gao Zhihang them, piloted twelve fighters, one transport plane, but the pilot went to forty-eight people, they heard that on the devil airport, there are more than forty planes, ready to come to the nest, all of them are nòng back to the side, so, the pilots all set out.

Gao Zhihang's plane was the first to slide off the runway and stop on the take-off line, Mei Ting suddenly ran over, took out a long red silk from her arms, and carefully tied it to the landing gear of the plane, and then ran back, her face was red with excitement, looking at Tang Qiu's incomprehensible gaze, and gently told him that this is the custom of their hometown, and wished her relatives a safe return as soon as possible.

Tang Qiuli hugged his wife's slender waist tightly, his heart was full of emotion, the safety of his parents and comrades-in-arms, Mei Ting was not worried about it, but in the past few days, he was concerned about the safety of his parents, he was very cold to her, and he lost his temper with her from time to time, he was apologetic, gently stroked his wife's long black hair, and set his eyes on the blue sky of the rising sun.

The clear blue sky, the group of planes led by Gao Zhihang, has turned into a number of black spots, but the red silk tied by his wife seems to be still floating in front of Tang Qiuli's eyes, hunting like a hyacinth, and his heart is blending into the blue sky.

In order to conceal their whereabouts, Gao Zhihang did not take the method of flying directly to Shaoguotun Airport, but first flew north, crossed the Kubuqi Desert, entered the ancient plateau of Méng, followed the Outer Great Wall line, and then turned east, near Tongliao in Chahar, turned south, entered Shaoguotun Airport at high altitude, and then returned the same way.

This is the safest route that Gao Zhihang and they, after careful study, chose the safest route, there are no field airfields of the Japanese army along the way, nor the North and Northeast China where the Japanese army is densely packed, and there is no need to worry about a sudden encounter with the Japanese cruise plane, but the flight range is nearly twice as long as that of a direct flight near Xinjing, and each plane carries a pair of auxiliary fuel tanks in addition to filling up the fuel.

This is exactly what Gao Zhihang is worried about, this pair of auxiliary fuel tanks, increasing the load of the aircraft, at the same time, also affecting the maneuvering of the aircraft, if they really and the Japanese aircraft Jiāo started, they will be in a dilemma, throw the auxiliary fuel tank, can not fly back to the fixed side, with it, lost the mobile Xìng plane, that is the target of the Japanese, he secretly prayed in his heart, and when the mission is completed, directly find the trouble of the Japanese aircraft in Beiping and Tianjin, here, don't encounter it.

The desert of Huang Cancan's library is swept under the wings, the outer Great Wall is just a shallow line, the ancient méng ancient plateau, with vicissitudes between the ups and downs, nothing happened all the way, the sky is blue as if washing, but Gao Zhihang's heart is nervous.

Flying further, it is about to enter the second turning point, the Tongliao of Chahar, which is about to enter the hinterland of the northeast, and he clearly remembers that at the beginning, the marshal and the young marshal built several field airfields in this area, and now, I am afraid that they are all used by the Japanese, and this is a densely populated area, and it is also a key air defense area for the Japanese.

Seeing the outline of the city of Tongliao, Gao Zhihang gently pulled the cào longitudinal rod, the fuselage was tilted, and the swallow-like flew directly to the south, and the group followed closely behind him, if you look at it from the ground, the entire group seems to be a whole, and the chic turn, the flight skills of the pilots of Jianqiao Aviation School can be seen.

The group had just turned the direction and was climbing high, leading the captain Gao Zhihang, keenly found that in the background of the blue sky, there were two xiǎo black spots, which gradually became larger in the field of vision, I was really afraid that the ghost would encounter the dark sky, no need to get closer, he also knew that they were two planes that he piloted, the same model of Japanese aircraft.

Le Yiqin and Liu Cuigang, who followed him, also discovered the oncoming plane almost at the same time, in this airspace, who else could there be besides the Japanese? As soon as he refueled, he flew on the same level as Gao Zhihang, but the position was forward, which was a standard two-plane formation battle formation.

Gao Zhihang was startled, these two stunned blues, the group of planes is climbing high, the attack position is extremely favorable, these two guys can't bear it, the plane is like a tiger leaping yù trying, Gao Zhihang has already felt the murderous aura, the two planes flying head, the dazzling paste yào logo on the fuselage is already clearly visible.

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