October 24, 1940, Qijiang County, Qijiang County Garrison Headquarters

The atmosphere in the Qijiang County Garrison Headquarters was very depressing, and with the continuous transmission of information from the Ministry of Military Affairs, the situation gradually became clear.

It turned out that the attack of the devils was not limited to Chengdu and Chongqing, and the air force's training bases in the five provinces of Sichuan, Guizhou, Yunnan, and Hunan were also attacked one after another; although the Japanese army did not send elite special teams to these targets, it also caused a lot of damage, not to mention the death and wounding of a large number of cadets and instructors, and the loss of various training facilities was also not small, and it was certainly impossible to recover the previous scale in a few months.

"No! This must not be left at this end today. Li Yunlong held back for a long time, snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand fiercely, and his tone was extremely resolute.

"Lao Li, what are you going to do?" It's not the first time Wang Yue has seen Li Yunlong in this state, he knows that this guy is very angry now, and he wants to do things in a rhythm, compared to Yamamoto Kazuki's attack, he is more interested in the current Li Yunlong or not the son of destiny in this time and space, it is impossible for Yamamoto Kazuki to do things, and Li Yunlong can't, you must know that Li Yunlong's luck is still decades away.

"Fuck, fuck it! He fights the mountain city, and Lao Tzu hits Wuhan! Li Yunlong cleared the clutter on the table as he spoke, took a file bag from the side, and poured out a bunch of things in an uproar.

Wang Yue glanced at it, there were notes, there were maps, but more were photos, photos of the Japanese military airfield in Hankou, this guy is not a lifelong enemy of Yamamoto Kazuki, these brain circuits can collide together, Nima, Li Yunlong This is definitely a long-planned plan, otherwise where did so much information come from, those few pieces of paper have turned yellow because of repeated reading, okay.

"Lao Li, no, the situation is complicated now, and you must not act rashly." Zhao Gang saw that Li Yunlong took out this pile of things, and hurriedly spoke out to stop it, Li Yunlong had planned this matter for more than a day or two, and he helped coordinate a lot of information with the Southern Bureau, and even accompanied Li Yunlong to report to Comrade Hu Bicheng, but according to the plan, this operation will be launched simultaneously when the next time the national army makes a counterattack, and even the top level of the provisional 68th Division has not been ventilated, in Zhao Gang's opinion, it is a bit too hasty.

"What does it mean to be arrogant, revenge, revenge, and revenge, the devils are all coming to the door, we can't say nothing at all, Lao Zhao, let me ask you, did Comrade Hu Bicheng approve this operation?" Li Yunlong's bull's eyes were round, and he looked like he was about to fight if he didn't agree with him.

"Lao Li, Comrade Hu Bicheng has also explained that the action must be fully prepared!" Zhao Gang also refused to give an inch.

"Things on the battlefield, where is there anything foolproof, just like the devil's operation, in case of intelligence leakage, it is also the end of the annihilation of the whole army, I have decided, revenge will not be overnight, since the devil dares to slap us in the face, we must have the consciousness of being slapped back." Li Yunlong replied without question.

"Lao Li, the intelligence shows that the garrison of Hankou Airport has a wing, a field brigade three kilometers away, and a division of puppet troops five kilometers away. Wang Yue seemed to be flipping through the pile of information at random, but he had already scanned and sorted out the information with the system, deduced the action plan in his mind several times, and found that he wanted to carry out a small army raid and attack Hankou Airport like Yamamoto Kazuki, and the success rate was very low.

If you want to inflict heavy damage on the Japanese air force, the best way is to take action yourself, use a transport plane to fly over, and then use space to carry bombs to carry out a precision strike on the airport, but he has not completely recovered, and it is unrealistic to forcibly carry out a precision strike, but if the means of covering the strike are used, the nearly 10,000 laborers around the airport will have no way to live, and the same is true for our personnel hidden inside the airport.

"Attack the devil's airfield? That can't be, Yamamoto Kazuki and Kinoshita Toshi are not fools, they just did such a big thing in the mountain city, the airport must have been tightly sealed, and Lao Tzu is going to fight here! Li Yunlong quickly recovered his state, pulled out one from a pile of photos, and slapped it heavily on the table.

"What is this place?" Wang Yue picked up the photo, a photo of a building taken from a distance, very much like a middle school located in a mountain nest, but judging from the two watchtowers looming nearby, this should be a very valuable military target, at least a military target worthy of Li Yunlong's attention.

"In the last battle of the mountain city, the Japanese army aviation was almost disabled, so a lot of control trainees were transferred from the country, that is, reserve flight cadets, intelligence shows that many of them have not completely completed the training subjects, and the army aviation does not dare to let them fly alone, so they arranged for these students to continue their studies, and this is the school." Li Yunlong explained while doing his homework on a map, clearly demarcating the situation around the school.

"Manipulating trainees?" Wang Yue also remembered what this was.

In fact, 1940 was also a very crucial year for Japan to see the army and naval aviation, before 1940, Japan implemented the 19330 pre-flight trainee system, preparatory pilots had to go through 44 hours of primary, 60 hours intermediate, 150 hours of advanced training, before 1938, this standard was much higher than that of Bald Eagle pilots, and if you want to become a carrier-based aircraft pilot, you have to wait until the pilot's flight hours reach 500 hours. Because the Japanese adopted a policy of elite soldiers and concentrated excellent pilots on the front line, the cumulative flight time of front-line pilots was generally 700 hours, and some could even reach 1,500 hours.

In 1940, Japan changed to a flight control trainee system, lowered the recruitment threshold, reduced the training subjects, reduced the time requirements, planned to train pilots on a large scale to meet the needs of the war, and planned to train 15,000 pilots every year. Where is there any fuel for pilot training, so there is a very strange situation, that is, the number of pilots they train has not increased much, but the quality is constantly declining, at the beginning you can fly more than 200 hours, then more than 100 hours, then dozens of hours, and finally, more than 10 hours, as long as you can fly a junior training plane to take off and land.

"According to the intelligence, this is the first batch of maneuvering trainees after the Japanese army has been adjusted, and they have also completed the training, but it is only a little worse, and the reason why they have to continue training is that Kinoshita Toshitoshi hopes to make up for the lessons they are missing, and on the other hand, they are waiting for Japan to transfer new fighters over." At this time, Zhao Gang spoke on the side, this information has always been handled by him, and he is still very clear about the matter here.

Some people died, but not completely......