Chapter 21: Their People, Their Land, Their Blood!

"Happy New Year, comrades!"

At 3 o'clock in the morning on April 17, 1942, a permanent airport in the Qilu Military Region of the Eighth Route Army.

In the darkness of the night, the roar of engines from far to near shattered the original silence. A moment later, the bright headlights tore through the darkness, and more than two dozen rounded cars drove into the barracks.

"The old rule, one person is called one."

"Let's make a quick decision and strive to return as soon as possible."

"It must be remembered that each bomber crew member should only be called the captain, and the others will have other comrades in charge. Alright, let's get moving! Let's all move! ”

After the convoy arrived at its destination, a group of soldiers ran to the barracks not far away with flashlights without saying a word. They quickly found the target dormitory assigned before departure, and then pushed the door straight in.

Obviously, this is not the first time that pilots have encountered such an unexpected situation.

When the door of their room was opened, most of them were ready to go, and then left with the person in front of them without saying a word.

The above set of processes takes only five minutes.

The convoy began to return the way it came.

When everyone passed by the runway and the tarmac, they saw that the ground crew was working hard.

Some of them either manually inspect the four propellers on strategic bombers, or charge the fighters' batteries and warm up the engines.

Bombshells and napalm were methodically loaded into magazines by experienced armourers.

The chain of machine-gun shells, which took hours to fill, was also stuffed into the belly of the machine in boxes. They will be loaded into self-defense machine guns in various positions in the order of two armor-piercing rounds, two incendiary rounds, and one tracer round.

Once there are devil pilots who are not afraid of death, and dare to fly fighter jets into the air to intercept or pursue, these weapons will let the devils know what cruelty is.

This situation made the pilots on the Beetle sedan extremely emotional, and some of the temperamental people even stood up from the rear and shouted to the ground crew:

"Comrades, hard work!"

"The Air Third Division will definitely live up to everyone's efforts, and we will definitely burn the flames of war to the devil's homeland. The blood debt will be paid in blood, with their people, their land, their blood! ”

"Good! Wait until you come back! ”

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After ten minutes of travel, the convoy finally arrived at its destination.

When a group of pilots walked into the combat conference room one after another, they were greeted by the three senior commanders of 01, 02, 03 and the Air Force.

At this time, they gathered at a table, and they were passing a set of information with serious faces.

"Sit down, and we'll have a meeting when everyone is ready."

"I know what you're thinking, and I know what's in your mind. In a few minutes, I'll announce the final answer myself! So please be quiet and don't talk to each other in the room. ”

The opening remarks of the superiors made the scene, which was originally a little noisy, immediately silent.

The pilots held back the excitement in their hearts and honestly sat on the stools and waited for the follow-up instructions.

Once all the captains were in place, 103 rose from his seat. He nodded to the five beside him, then walked to the wall where the military map was hung.

On the large map, there is a route marked with ribbons for bombers to and fro, as well as the extent of areas where anti-aircraft artillery and fighter interception may occur.

The route is very detailed, and the part within the Republic of China, even the emergency landing points and parachute escape procedures along the way are included.

"The goal of this operation! It's Tokyo, and the sea area of Tsukushima in the southwest bend of Hiroshima! We're going to bomb the capital of the devils! And the first battleship fleet that they were proud of! ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room instantly reached its peak.

Even though the superiors had just emphasized the discipline of the meeting, the comrades just couldn't keep their composure. The composure and calmness in the past seem to have been forgotten by everyone.

However, today's LYL did not get angry, listening to the cheers and shouts of the scene, there was even an imperceptible smile on his face.

This is the bombing of the enemy's homeland, which soldier can refuse this kind of task of revenge and hatred of the glory of the ancestors!

If it weren't for his airsickness and his lack of professional training, he would have to fight for a position as a self-defense machine gunner and follow the bomber formation to ride his face out.

MOMENTS LATER, LYL LOOKED AT HIS WATCH TO SET THE TIME, THEN KNOCKED ON THE TABLE TO KEEP ORDER.

"That's it! That's pretty much it! Give me all the quiet! Everything I say next is important and everyone must listen carefully! ”

After speaking, 103 pointed to the map with the target in his hand and said in a serious tone:

"See clearly, these are enemy anti-aircraft artillery positions, and the specific distribution locations have been marked on the map."

"The difficulty of this mission is precise coordination, and two large formations need to arrive at the bombing site at the same time. Only in this way can we achieve the greatest results with the least losses. ”

"As for the weather, God is on our side, and those two targets are sunny!

Weather is the most important factor in air operations in the current era.

The reason why the Air Force of the Eighth Route Army chose to concentrate bombing during the day was because the most advanced long-range strategic bombers of the army were equipped with high-end goods such as Norton sights.

As long as the mission location is cloudless, the efficiency of the soldiers' offensive against the sky will definitely make the devil suffer heavy losses.

After instructing the captains of all the precautions, 103 began to distribute the captains with scaled-down military maps, photographs of the Fleet on the Island and Tokyo, and other supporting materials.

After all the processes were completed, his eyes looked around, as if he wanted to engrave everyone's looks in his heart.

"The paper bombardment of preserved fruits, everyone knows it."

"Although there were no casualties to the enemy during that operation, there was a sentence on the flyer that I really liked, and I hope everyone can take it to heart."

"The country has committed a great crime in invading China, and if you don't train it, one million leaflets will be turned into a thousand-ton bomb. This time, our Eighth Route Army will fulfill the promise of the Chinese! (End of chapter)