Lin Xiuxuan and Ma Qiang set up a radio station (a map needs to be uploaded) to talk to No. 419, which is more than 30 kilometers away. The drone has long been prepared, but this kind of task must rely on accurate positioning, such as not a single positioning satellite can be found today, so Lin Xiuxuan can only estimate the location, and then draw the relative position relationship between the house and the Zhangjing River, and upload it to the boat. Such a search for a country house would have required some manpower, but it was not an opportunity to train the people on board.

After receiving the telegram, Cheng Dayang, who was 30 kilometers away, immediately ordered the drone to take off.

The drone had long been soaked in the water, waiting for takeoff, it could have been folded up and launched from the * tube, but that would have cost its life, and finally it was lifted out of the weapon loading port, put in the water, and tied with a cable.

After the propellers spun, someone untied the cable, and the plane hummed across the sea for some distance, flashed its lights, and slowly lifted off.

2 operators sat in front of the drone console in the command room, and behind them were crowded with people, all wanting to see what the motherland was like in 1941.

The sky has gradually brightened, optical surveillance equipment can be used directly, the clouds are very high in the early morning, the altitude of the aircraft is set at 3,500 meters, this height optical equipment can provide a picture with a resolution of 0.3 meters or less, enough to identify ordinary vehicles, and people on the ground without binoculars, it is basically impossible to see or hear; of course, just in case, radar alarms and other electronic reconnaissance equipment are working at the same time, but there has been no response.

Historical sources show that the Axis powers had some radar technology in this era, but apparently in this area, fears of radar were simply redundant.

The maximum ceiling of this aircraft is 16,500 meters, which is certainly nothing in the 21st century, but in this era, such a ceiling is enough to avoid all piston aircraft. However, at present, the aircraft is carrying out surveying and mapping of the terrain and reconnaissance of optical equipment, and it is not advisable to fly too high. The KU-band synthetic aperture radar on the aircraft can well monitor moving targets such as vehicles and tanks on the ground, with a very high resolution, and the radar can also be mapped at the same time for geomorphological mapping in case of attack, as long as there is accurate terrain data, even if there is no satellite navigation, you can still use terrain matching for mid-course navigation, of course, there is no need to use it at the moment.

The plane flew close to the coast at sunrise, and the first thing it saw was dozens of miles of muddy tidal flats, with continuous reeds on the tidal flats undulating in the wind, and the outlets of several rivers were hidden from the sea. Rows of fishermen's bamboo enclosures for fishing are erected on the barren beach, which are also called "Shanghai" in the textbooks, at least until the time when the boatswain went to school, this primitive fishing method in the countryside of Jinshan has not changed, but the bamboo enclosures for fishing have been changed to stronger nylon materials, and the fish that can be caught are getting smaller and smaller.

According to Director Lin's description, the plane flew slowly along the Zhangjing River, surrounded by low and dilapidated houses, forming a bunch of natural villages living along the river.

The color of the houses is mainly white walls and black tiles, and there are also brown straw roofs and muddy earthy yellow walls. Most of the houses face south, and most of them have one or two small boats buckled upside down in front of the door, and some of them are drying their fishing nets.

When the camera under the belly of the camera rotates, you can see that the local farmland is very small, and some of the paddy fields are already working. The villages are crisscrossed by rivers, but the roads on land are very narrow. Seeing a man leading a buffalo down to the field, the dirt road took up most of the road, and it was impossible to pass through motor vehicles at all, and motorcycles were very reluctant. The boats in the river are shuttling back and forth, turning around smartly. It seems that boats were an important means of transportation in those days.

"This is the land of fish and rice in Jiangnan? There were no electric lights or decent roads. Someone exclaimed.

"It's not surprising that I remember a book that said that in the thirties and forties, there was a 100-year difference in the degree of modernization between downtown Shanghai and the surrounding countryside." The commissar explained.

"Look, somebody's washing clothes by the river, hey, smashing them with a mallet."

"yes, and bare-bottomed kids swimming."

"Don't look at those useless ones, it's most important to find the area instructed by Director Lin."

The drone quickly found the gray bridge that crossed the Zhangjing River, and behind it was a square courtyard, the only upright and decent house within a radius of ten miles.

Lin Xiuxuan got the news from the radio that the drone was in place, and he himself couldn't see the drone overhead. The trio began to prepare for the next reconnaissance operation. The drone is not ready to monitor the Huang family for too long, looking at the cowardice of the old man Huang, it is estimated that he should not report to the official for a few yuan of military tickets, even if he goes, it may be for his niece's business, he is the chief of the local maintenance association, and when it comes to relatives who are against the Japanese army, he naturally has to go to the head, otherwise he can be punished for the crime of joint sitting (in order to control the people in the Japanese-occupied areas, after 1937, the old system of protecting armor and sitting in the feudal era was restored).

Of course, if Huang Zuoliang really goes to report the news, he can let the drone secretly follow and find the specific location of the local puppet government.

Lu Dacheng has never been clear about the location of the puppet government, only knowing that the permanent organ seems to be near Zhujing Town, but the main institution may be in Jiaxing.

The three of them began to change their clothes, Lin Xiuxuan changed into Huang Zuoliang's long shirt, he really couldn't wear it, so he could only change it to Lu Dacheng, and changed into a short coat and trousers, and when he lifted the pants to his calves, it was too short.

Ma Qiang is even more miserable, he especially picked up the longest pair of pants, which can almost only cover the calf, this white coarse cloth pants is obviously not Old Man Huang's own, it is likely to be worn by the long-term workers in the family, what makes him the most intolerable is that there are two large thick patches sewn on the buttocks, probably because the original owner needs to sit on the ground all year round, for fear of being worn out, and deliberately thickened.

"It must have been worn by their workers, it's too thick." Ma Qiang said, holding his breath and tightening a trouser belt.

The boatswain is of medium stature, and there is no problem with what he wears, he changed into a navy blue shirt is Huang Zuoliang's old clothes, although there are some fades, but he looks decent, like the village teacher in the year played on TV. After the three of them finished changing their clothes, they looked at each other, how they looked at how they twisted.

"Oh no, I forgot to get my shoes." Ma Qiang slapped his thigh.

"It's useless to take it," I saw the Huang family's cloth shoes yesterday, which were a few sizes smaller than ours, and they were put on the impact operation.

"Ma Qiang, the head of the long ICBC ...... Coupled with the training shoes on the feet, it really doesn't look like it. ”

"I can only make up my life, and when I get to the market town, I buy a few pairs of cloth shoes and change them for training shoes, and then I can change him into big pants."

The three of them walked out of the woods, and saw a farmer coming from the west, waving a branch and driving three pigs to the west. It was not difficult to dodge, but Lin Xiuxuan wanted to test whether the camouflage was effective, so he motioned to the boatswain to go over first, and he and Ma Qiang waited behind.

Boatswain Lu Dacheng walked directly past the swineherd, without arousing the suspicion of the other party, and it seems that he has passed the test. Then Lin Xiuxuan and Ma Qiang also concocted the same method and strode forward.

I saw that the swineherd was black and short, scrawny as wood, with a coarse cloth coat open, wearing faded trousers underneath, tied with a straw rope, his trouser legs pulled up to his knees, and his feet covered with mud, probably just walked some waterway. The squabbles of the pigs jumping in front of him, a little more struck than their masters, and they arched the haystacks here and there along the road, looking for dung and insects to eat.

From a distance, the swineherd saw two tall figures approaching, dressed in nondescript manners, each carrying a strange backpack and satchel; What's even more terrifying is that these two people marched forward in line one after the other, and that spirit inevitably reminded him of the Japanese marching in. The swineherd looked frightened for a moment, timidly moved out of the way, and retreated into the watermelon field behind him. It was a hard-haired pig with leprosy on its back; Huhu ran to Lin Xiuxuan's feet, rubbed it a few times, and then ran away happily.

Seeing the situation, the boatswain immediately turned back to take cover.

"Folks, how do you get to the salt works in Liangpu?"

"Sir, turn west to south." The swineherd took off his hat and bowed to Lu Dacheng, who was wearing a long robe, obviously the etiquette in the old countryside was still there.

"Thank you, fellow, thank you."

When Lu Dacheng turned around, Lin Xiuxuan and Ma Qiang had already passed by him and walked far away, and the swineherd was still turning around to look at this side, obviously seeing something.

The three of them walked to a small farmhouse courtyard on the edge of the village and squatted down, and then Lin Xiuxuan spoke: "Isn't it like wearing this clothes?" Maybe we're all too white? In addition, like that little brother, if you have to pull up your trouser legs, it won't look short. ”

"The hair is not right, you didn't see that little brother's messy hair?" Lu Dacheng said.

Lin Xiuxuan stood up and looked around, and happened to see a farmhouse courtyard next to him, the door was broken and closed, and two straw hats were hung in the courtyard wall. Before he could speak, Ma Qiang had already jumped in from the broken wall, took two straw hats and jumped out. Lin Xiuxuan and Ma Qiang put on their hats, at least they could block their faces a little.

"I think so, boatswain, how about we be your buddies as the boss of the merchants?"

"Okay, I'm the debt collector in the countryside, you are ......"

"We're thugs." Ma Qiang said.

"Where are the patched thugs, let's be the followers, you lower your hats and follow me."

The plan stopped, the three of them got up and walked through Huanglong Village to the west, and when Lin Xiuxuan passed by the farmer, he casually took out a military ticket from his pocket and stuffed it into the crack of the door, which was considered the money to buy a straw hat.

The drone photographed the three people walking from the air, how did Cheng Dayang look wrong, the three of them consciously walked together, and it was quite neat.