"Oh Nishi-san, I think you should wait a little longer, and wait for the communication squadron to resume the call."

"Well, I don't have a problem."

Onishi Osa said indifferently, his attention was still on the three guys opposite, thinking about how to ask again without revealing secrets. Makino's words just now shocked him deeply, he was sure that there would be no more than 20 people who knew the plan he had formulated since February, even if he was next to Major General Kagesa, and most of the army generals other than the Minister of War could not know, but this subordinate prisoner could speak clearly, and even knew the date.

Onishi remembers that not long ago, he and his commander Yamamoto Isoroku had a casual discussion at a dinner party, and Yamamoto told him with certainty that there was a kind of person in the world who could read each other's minds, and most of them were gypsies. Yamamoto said that when he was in Monte Carlo, he had met a man who could know his opponent's hole cards at any time. He still can't understand how the other party sees the cards, and he must have some kind of telekinesis. He had always longed to find such a person in Japan to speculate on the thoughts of the enemy.

Onishi was unimpressed at the time, thinking that it might just be some kind of trickery that the chief didn't understand, or maybe it was simply some person with a strange memory who memorized all the cards. But just now, the other party completely saw what happened in his brain, which really made him gasp. He turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the headquarters, and he couldn't wait to get to the naval headquarters, he just wanted to continue to test it.

"Makino-kun, I think you still have a good understanding of the situation. It can be said that he is a person with a heart, but what he said about the navy's plan just now is inaccurate. The Navy never meant to fight the Americans. We also don't have the strength to completely annihilate the Pacific Fleet, and that idea is crazy. ”

Onishi said.

"Not to mention the war with the U.S. Pacific Fleet, as the war progresses, the Navy will have even more crazy and cruel thoughts, and that's all thanks to You."

"Don't talk about it, Makino."

Another Japanese man on crutches shouted in horror, he was really worried that if Makino continued, he would get another punch and kick.

Makino suddenly came to his senses and stopped talking.

"Since you have studied the world situation so well, let me ask how you think it will develop if we go to war with the United States."

Onishi asked, but Makino over there seemed to be a good learner, so he just sneered and didn't say anything.

Kagesa didn't bother to listen to their conversation, and hurriedly left the conference room to go to the communications department to find out what was going on. The corridor, which had been deserted just now, became lively, and the officers on duty from different departments were running around, looking quite chaotic, and it was obvious that not only the gendarmerie could not be contacted, but also the communications of other units were also cut off.

Sure enough, as soon as Ying Zuo inquired, let alone the phone, he was now unable to accept the telecommunications of other units on the agreed channel. He was sure that the situation was getting worse, but there was still no more clue.

In the cafeteria of the Japanese army's repair station, a group of people gathered behind Lin, looking at the monitor, and eight dead bodies were still lying behind them. It can be seen that there is no major chaos in the enemy's headquarters, but in the headquarters compound, motorcycles have already gathered, and it seems that messengers are going to be sent to restore communication everywhere. It's ready now, but it's a little bit waiting, because it's still a little bit before the launch time agreed with 419*, and this operation must be strictly timed, accurate to the second.

After 2 minutes, the drone turned on the navigation lights at an altitude beyond the reach of enemy artillery fire, deliberately allowing them to see a half-claw, so that the enemy mistakenly thought that an aircraft was approaching. The enemy chaos in the entire Hongkou began to ferment,

Lin looked at his watch, and finally the time was almost up.

"Let's get moving."

With an order, everyone began to pack up their things and prepare to evacuate here, no clues could be left, of course, the dozens of warheads that Lu Qingshan strafed out could not be recovered, but the 9mm bullets already existed in this era, and there was no big problem.

The crowd rushed into the rear of the armored vehicle. Lin Xiuxuan drove the vehicle, and Lu Qingshan was in charge of controlling the machine gun tower. Chu Aiyun opened the door and looked longingly, there were a row of street lamps on the street, but except for a few drunks swaying in the distance, there were no extra people.

After the armored car drove out, Chu Aiyun closed the gate again and added a lock on the outside to prevent anyone from breaking in and seeing the corpse. After doing all this, he caught up with the slow-moving armored car and made it to the co-pilot position, and later he might have to deceive in Japanese again, and if it didn't work, let Xu Chong's * speak.

The navigation lights on the wings of the drone kept flashing really brought panic to the enemies throughout Shanghai, and another source of panic came from the chaos of communications. Fifty percent of the communications of the Japanese army in Hongkou had disappeared, and various departments could only send communications troops to and from each other on motorcycles.

No. 419 observed that at Longhua Airport, 2 Army Aviation fighters took off urgently, so the drones suddenly stopped glowing and disappeared into the darkness again.

In the Japanese headquarters, even if a shot had not yet been fired, there was already a tense atmosphere, of course, the tension was limited to the duty officers of the headquarters, and the alarm for an emergency assembly was not sounded to gather the soldiers who had already gone to bed.

Onishi leaned down the window and looked up, he was the most expert at bombing here, but he couldn't figure out what was going on. Just now he saw some flashes of light flash on the clouds for a while, and then they disappeared again.

Night bombing was the subject of his research, for which he also examined the Luftwaffe's night bombing of London, but he quickly gave up, mainly because the bombing was inaccurate, and it was necessary to rely on the number of planes, arranged in dense formations, which was not enough to satisfy the sneak attack tactics that the navy craved; Therefore, the focus of his later research turned to several fighters with accurate strike potential to meet the urgent needs of the Imperial Navy. With the 97 Ship Attack (horizontal bombing and * aircraft), 99 Ship Explosion (dive bombing), and the unparalleled Zero Type 21 formed combat effectiveness in a timely manner, his plan finally became feasible, although the bomb load of the Type 99 dive bomber was still not ideal.

Japan is not a country with a strong industrial base like Germany, and it cannot dump large quantities of expensive ones aimlessly*. Therefore, a few years ago, the 101 plan, which was led by Onishi and aimed at destroying the will of the Chinese people to resist, was also all daytime bombing.

"If it's just one or two planes, it doesn't make sense? It was impossible for the pilots to identify any targets in the sky over the city that never sleeps. You can only cast blindly. ”

He said to himself suspiciously, perhaps the enemy's only purpose was political, and night bombing could avoid the absolute air superiority of the Japanese army and navy.

He judged that at least one bomber was swaying at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, because when the searchlight swept by, he could not see anything, and he could not hear the engine at all, and of course it would be complete nonsense to want to accurately drop bombs from such an altitude.

"Communication still hasn't been restored," Kagesa returned to the reception room, "Maybe it's the resistance in action, and coincidentally, there's another plane in the sky, I wonder if our pilots can shoot it down?" ”

"It's not easy, you can only see the moonlight if you use radar to guide you to within 200 meters. This is the European experience."

"It's strange, why haven't you dropped the bomb yet?"

"I guess they're deliberately exposing themselves and dropping leaflets later, right?"

Kagesa didn't speak, he felt that today's things would not be so simple, a suspicious enemy plane kept dangling overhead, but it did not drop bombs; The army's telephone communications were suddenly cut off, and to this day it is not known what went wrong, and all the radio stations suddenly did not work. If a person thinks that these things are just a few isolated incidents that have broken out suddenly, then he can be considered to have the qualities of an intelligence officer. But Kagesa himself hasn't figured out the connection, if the enemies in the shadows must have some action, what is their ultimate goal? If his judgment was correct, there would be other strange things to happen later, but there was nothing he could do now, even if the communication was restored, he would not have the authority to command the gendarmerie, and he would not be able to raise the alert level and gather all the sleeping soldiers in the barracks.

No. 419 had already left Tanhu Island, traveled to the south, and dived to periscope depth.

She had to find an open screen to launch*. The sea is not yet foggy, so it's a nuisance, but it's an absolutely necessary adventure, and considering that it's a dozen kilometers from each coast, it's still not easy to see.

He pinched his watch to see when the time arrived, and then gave the order to launch. *Sprayed out of the * tube and flying out of the water to ignite, this is the most exposed moment, but the time is short, and as the booster rocket falls, there is no longer a dazzling light that is easy to expose.