Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 460: Fly! War Eagle

From the three-story building inside the airport, there were waves of moans and laughter, as well as the heavy breathing of men. The four Japanese sentries standing guard at the door were scratching their heads and wandering around in circles. Their companions were all enjoying the Manchurian flowers.

The girl, on the other hand, was fucking in the cold wind. The woman's gasping sound was like a scratch, which made her heart itch. She scolded the team leader who assigned them the task until their ancestors' graves were filled with smoke.

But they never noticed that hundreds of pairs of sharp eyes were staring at them coldly on the outside of the barbed wire fence, as if they were looking at a pile of corpses.

The devils were so close that it took more than an hour for them to be disheveled, with a satisfied look on their faces. Their crotches were already weak, and their hands were still kneading hard on the swollen vaginas of the kiln sisters.

I came to the restaurant with erratic steps. I felt really comfortable and in a good mood. I extended my thumbs towards Qiuquan and the others, and kept saying, "Yaoxi, the flower girl is very good, and you, the good people, are very good!"

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The food and wine were plentiful, and the Japanese soldiers ate and drank. The kiln sisters shuttled back and forth like butterflies, toasting non-stop. There were a few kiln sisters who were having fun with each other, and their steps were obviously not very agile. They probably encountered hungry ghosts and ate them.

A lot of hardships, but I have to endure it

At the scene, there were also several Japanese officers, their eyelids were forced open and their faces were full of fatigue. They must have encountered a master among Yao Sisters, and they were beheaded off their horses and their bodies were hollowed out. Just like that, their hands were not honest, and they were in Yao Sisters' arms.

Plump parts, rough torture.

The aroma of wine and meat in the house, and the sweet voices of the kiln sisters, drifted down the wind to the noses and ears of the four Japanese on guard. This time, they couldn't stand it anymore, and they started to curse again.

They were troubled, and the Japanese came specially to comfort them with hot and fragrant dishes and scalding shochu. Now, the four Japanese were very happy. There were no flower girls to arrange flowers with, and wine and meat were also good.

After eating and drinking, the kiln sisters were about to leave. These Japanese soldiers reluctantly watched them leave, still recalling the scene of the attack just now. The airport door was tightly closed, but the Japanese soldiers patrolling back and forth were missing. On the watchtower

The searchlights are also fixed in one direction for a long time and no longer patrol back and forth like ghost eyes.

At three o'clock in the morning, several dark figures approached the airport gate. The four Japanese sentries were still faithfully performing their duties, but they turned a blind eye to the approaching dark figures. The soldiers of the special operations detachment pulled them with their hands.

The Japanese sentry who was standing upright fell down and died long ago.

Afterwards, the soldiers poured into the airport and carefully searched every corner, fearing that some Japanese soldiers might slip through the net and cause serious trouble. In every room of the three-story building, the Japanese soldiers were sleeping peacefully, and they were worried about the intruders.

People, despite their appearance, were very happy to be summoned by Emperor Hirohito and Amaterasu, and after enjoying women, wine and meat for the last time, they returned to the four islands of Japan with honor.

After a careful search, it was found that all 126 Japanese soldiers in the airport had been poisoned to death, which was consistent with the number they had. In addition, the interest of 45 Japanese pilots was also added. This additional gain was also their bad luck.

Urgent.

At four o'clock in the morning, the Japanese army's backup field airport in Shaoguotun'er had completely fallen into the hands of the special operations detachment. Subsequently, the pilots, pilots and ground staff of the former Northeastern Army Flying Team rushed to their posts, and their hands trembled.

When I touched the respective equipment that had been separated for six years, I couldn't help but shed tears. I originally had no hope in this life, but who knew that my fate would take a dramatic turn.

About 400 people from the Tangjia Wopu were also placed in that building. However, the soldiers threw the corpses of the Japanese soldiers into several dry wells. They did not want their relatives to be frightened.

Dingbian, Shaanxi Province, Special Administrative Region Security Command, Mei Ting has been sitting in the communications room with Tang Qiuli for a long time. More than 20 hours have passed since Qiuquan sent back the last telegram, and there has been no news.

It was said that Tang Qiuli had never felt that time passed so long, as long as centuries.

He could no longer be anxious, only deeply uneasy, but he believed that Brother Qiuquan must have given him good news. Mei Ting tightly held her husband's warm hands in the past, but now were covered with cold sweat, and tried her best to hold her husband's hands tightly.

The heat was transferred to him, using feminine tenderness to soothe his uneasy heart. Tang Qiuli's uneasiness made Mei Ting feel distressed.

Infected by the teacher's emotions, the young female operators in the communications room sat nervously in front of the radio station, staring at the indicator lights on the radio station. For the first time, they noticed that their breathing sounded so loud.

It's so thick and harsh that you can hear your own heartbeat.

The red light on a radio station suddenly flashed energetically, and a series of pleasant ticking sounds activated all of Tang Qiuli's nerves like an electric current. It was a radio station specifically in contact with Brother Qiuquan, and it had been silent for more than twenty years.

Hours later, the news finally came, and he rushed to the radio station. Mei Ting was shocked by her husband's extraordinary agility.

"Quick translation!" Tang Qiuli's hurried voice said, "The division commander is informed that our unit has fully taken control of the Shuangyang Shaoguotun Japanese Airfield in the southeast of Xinjing at three o'clock this morning. There are currently 28 fighter jets and 16 transport aircraft at the airport.

, are all in good condition and can take off at any time. In addition, the folks from Tangjiawopu are already waiting at the airport and will immediately send the airport directions and contact password."

The translator translated each word, and Tang Qiuli read each word. After reading each word, the worry in his heart became less and less, "Quick, immediately transfer the telegram from Captain Tang to the Gao Zhihang Office of Dingbian Airport and inform them

, Northeast China has found a place to stay, and is under the control of my troops, ready to take off. I will be at the airport soon."

Tang Qiuli, who had forgotten everything, made a stupid move. He ran from the security headquarters to Dingbian Airport faster than the telegram. Before the translation was completed, Tang Qiuli's car could enter the gate. Mei

Ting picked up the telegram on the table, picked up his coat, chased her husband and ran out.

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun has just revealed its brilliant morning rays in the eastern sky. The crisp air in the early winter morning is refreshing. The weather is perfect, and it is the most suitable day for flying.

At the airport, the thirteen aircraft had completed their final routine inspections and were neatly arranged on the runway. They were waiting for the tower's order to immediately take to the sky. This time, Gao Zhihang and the others flew twelve fighter jets.

There was a transport plane, but the pilots were 48 people. They heard that there were more than 40 planes at the Japanese airport, and they were ready to attack. They all came back to Dingbian, so all the pilots were dispatched.

Gao Zhihang's plane was the first to slide out of the runway and stopped at the takeoff line. Mei Ting suddenly ran over, took out a long piece of red silk from her arms, and tied it carefully to the landing gear of the plane, then ran back, excited

De's face turned red, looking at Tang Qiuli's puzzled eyes, she gently told him that this was the custom in their hometown, and wished their relatives a safe return as soon as possible.

Tang Qiuli hugged his wife's slender waist tightly, feeling moved in his heart. Mei Ting was concerned about the safety of her parents, comrades and relatives, but in the past few days, she was so indifferent to her because she was concerned about the safety of her parents.

Very, he would lose his temper with her from time to time. He apologized, gently stroking his wife's long black hair, and looked at the blue sky where the sun was rising.

In the blue sky, the fleet led by Gao Zhihang had turned into small black dots, but the square red silk tied by his wife seemed to be still floating in front of Tang Qiuli's eyes, like a weather flag.

With the sound, his heart melted into the blue sky.

In order to conceal their whereabouts, Gao Zhihang and the others did not fly directly to Shaoguotun Airport. Instead, they flew north, crossed the Kubuqi Desert, entered the Mongolian Plateau, followed the Great Wall Line, and then turned east, landing in Tongliao, Chahar.

Nearby, turn south, enter Shaoguotun Airport at high altitude, and then return the same way.

This is the safest route chosen by Gao Zhihang and others after careful research. There are no Japanese field airports along the way, nor are they in North China and Northeast China where the Japanese army is densely populated. There is no need to worry about sudden encounters with Japanese cruise aircraft, but the range is longer than the direct route.

When flying near Xinjing, the number of planes is nearly doubled. In addition to being filled with fuel, each plane also carries a pair of auxiliary fuel tanks.

This is what Gao Zhihang is worried about. The pair of auxiliary fuel tanks increases the load of the aircraft and also affects the maneuverability of the aircraft. If they really fight against the Japanese aircraft, they will be in a dilemma. They will throw away the auxiliary fuel tanks and fly

If he does not return to Dingbian and takes the aircraft that has lost its maneuverability, it will be the target of the Japanese. He secretly prayed in his heart that when he completes this mission, he will go directly to trouble the Japanese aircraft in Peiping and Tianjin. Here, there are thousands of people

Don't encounter it.

The golden Kubuqi Desert passed by under the wing of the plane, the Great Wall was just a shallow line, the ancient Mongolian Plateau, with vicissitudes of life between the ups and downs, the journey was uneventful, the sky was as blue as water, but Gao Zhihang's heart

, but became nervous.

Flying further, we will enter the second turning point, Chahar's Tongliao, and we will enter the hinterland of Northeast China. He clearly remembers that at the beginning, the Marshal and the Young Marshal built several field airports in this area.

Now, I am afraid that they have all been used by the Japanese. Moreover, this is a densely populated area and a key air defense area for the Japanese.

Seeing the outline of Tongliao, a small town outside the Great Wall, Gao Zhihang gently pulled the control stick, tilted the fuselage, and flew southward like a swallow. The fleet followed him closely. If viewed from the ground, the entire fleet seemed to be a whole, elegant and unrestrained.

Turning around, the flying skills of the pilots of Jianqiao Aviation School can be seen.

The fleet had just turned around and was climbing higher. Captain Gao Zhihang, the captain, keenly discovered that there were two small black dots against the background of the blue sky, which gradually became larger in the field of vision. I was really afraid that ghosts would encounter the dark sky.

, he didn’t need to get any closer to know that they were two Japanese planes of the same model as the one he was flying.

Le Yiqin and Liu Cuigang, who were following him, also spotted the oncoming plane almost at the same time. In this airspace, besides the Japanese, who else could be there? As soon as the throttle was accelerating, they were flying on the same level as Gao Zhihang, but

Position forward, this is a standard two-plane battle formation.

Gao Zhihang was shocked. These two stupid young men, the fleet was climbing high, and the attack position was extremely favorable. These two guys couldn't hold it any longer. The plane was like a tiger ready to take action. Gao Zhihang had already felt the murderous intention and flew head on.

The dazzling plaster marks on the fuselages of the two incoming planes were clearly visible.

(To be continued)