Just when Chahar's intelligence agency cracked another spy sabotage case, Chief Su and the three brides were already on their way home.
After untying a style button, Su Tong, who was lying on the backrest, breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "I'm so tired. I will never suffer this crime again."
The three brides couldn't help but get angry when they heard Ben's words with deep emotion: "Who else do you want to marry in the future?"
As soon as the words came out, he realized that the person who had said the wrong thing quickly laughed and said, "No way, I'm just talking, I never meant to take it seriously."
"Hmph, this philandering carrot, you have to watch him carefully from now on."
"Jianming, isn't it enough for you to have three of us sisters?"
"My dear, I must follow you closely from now on."
Seeing the three beautiful wives scolding him together, Chief Su felt satisfied for a while. He was in a good mood. He tilted his body and rested his head on Yulia's plump and round thighs, listening to a few words in his ears.
As the lovely wife chattered and felt the refreshing fragrance coming from her body, Su Tong fell into a deep sleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but the little nurse’s gentle call sounded in my ears: “Jianming, Jianming, wake up quickly, we are already here.”
Su Tong opened his eyes and saw that he had already arrived at the door of his house. Seeing that he could no longer rely on this foreign wife's lap, Chief Su had no choice but to sit up lazily. He got out of the car with his three wives and just arrived.
As soon as I walked through the door, I saw Ma Jun waiting in front.
"Well" Su Tong couldn't help but frowned. He knew that Ma Jun would not easily disturb him unless there was something important.
"Come to my study." After saying this, Su Tong took the lead and walked in, ignoring Ma Jun.
The three women behind Su Tong looked at each other and knew that their husbands had official business, so they all obediently went inside to make preparations.
As soon as Su Tong entered the study and sat down, Ma Jun followed him in and closed the door gently. Ma Jun took out a report from his arms and handed it to his boss with both hands.
After picking up the report, Chief Su read it at a glance, and his brows furrowed more and more. It clearly stated that since this year, the Japanese secret service has penetrated Chahar more and more frequently. Only last year
The Moon Intelligence Bureau uncovered eight espionage cases, six of which were related to the Japanese.
Just now, the Intelligence Bureau has detected another Japanese espionage case. The Mei Agency, where Yuan Feixian belongs, sent an action team of more than ten people to assassinate Chairman Chiang Kai-shek and others, including Su Tong, at the military parade in Chahar.
Domestic celebrities from all walks of life and big bosses from all over the country. They even smuggled in a mortar. Unfortunately, their lurking spy leaked his whereabouts when sending the report, and was found by the Ma Army's intelligence bureau.
With the help of drugs, the infiltrators quickly confessed, and after a quick interrogation, Ma Jun quickly handed the information to his boss.
In fact, Su Tong also knew in the past that there must be spies sent by Japan lurking in Zhangjiakou and even Chahar, but on weekdays he was too lazy to care about such trivial matters. This spy was like a computer virus in later generations, so
There aren't many computers. If the water is clear, there will be no fish. Su Tong also handed it over to Ma Jun, but today he couldn't bear it anymore. Xiao Japan actually dared to send someone to assassinate him.
Chief Su, who still cherished his own life, really couldn't help but get angry this time.
This is really unbearable for my uncle and my aunt. I really think I am a soft persimmon. I can pinch it as much as I want. If I don’t show you how powerful I am, you don’t know how many eyes Lord Ma has.
Commander Su, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, reached out and picked up the phone, "Switchboard, please pick me up from the aviation headquarters. Hello, Zi Heng, I am Su Tong, now I give orders."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,, I, guys, okay...", there's an airport that was just built in a small hidden valley in Liu Ping Village. Now this airport is still as calm as in the past. Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded. On the seemingly calm airport.
Suddenly a stream of people poured out from all directions.
Some of them ran towards the hangar, some towards the combat conference room located under the aircraft tower, and some rushed towards the runway, where they wanted to finally check and clean up.
Five minutes later, hundreds of pilots gathered in the war room, and a colonel wearing a blue Air Force uniform stood on the stage of the war room.
I saw his sharp eyes scanning the audience before saying: "Brothers, it takes a thousand days to raise troops but only a moment to use them. Our 61st Bomb Group has been training for so long. How well we train depends on today."
A call just came in, ordering us to take off immediately to bomb the Chengde Airport of the Japanese Army in Rehe. I will personally lead this mission. The aircraft are all equipped with high-explosive bombs and alphabet bombs. We must level their airport."
"Yes." When they heard that they were finally on a mission, these pilots who had been training for several months were like Popeye who had eaten spinach, squealing with excitement.
When the pilots left the conference room, the ground staff had dragged out all the aircraft from the hangar. B17G bombers stood tall on the cement-paved runway. A group of ground staff were nervously giving them
Load the bomb.
Since Su Tong copied the later model of the B17G Flying Fortress, its short-range maximum bomb load reached an astonishing 7,983 kilograms. The ground crew was busy for nearly an hour before finally giving all the bombers
They're all packed with bombs.
At 11 o'clock at noon, sixty-six Flying Fortresses loaded with bombs finally shook their wings and flew into the blue sky.
At this time, Zhangjiakou was still immersed in the joy of the upcoming military parade. Starting at 12 noon, citizens of Zhangjiakou came to the Heroes Square one after another. This 800-meter-long and 500-meter-wide square can
Holding a rally and procession with nearly a million people, this can be regarded as a generous move by Chief Su.
On the right side of the square is a newly built Martyrs' Shrine. In front of this building, which covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters, famous national heroes from ancient my country such as Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, Chen Tang, Li Jing, Yue Fei, etc. are enshrined. And behind it are The memorial tablets of the soldiers of the 37th Army who died from the Duolun Militia are enshrined here. The incense has been lingering here since the day it was built. It is also a place where the people of Chahar pay their respects to the soldiers Zhan Zhan.
Further to the west side of the square is the gate tower of Heroes Square. This place is open to people on weekdays, but today it was strictly blocked by groups of soldiers. Many important people will be there soon.
The task is to climb the city gate tower to watch the military parade.
Just as the people of Chahar began to gather towards Heroes Square, the 61st Bomb Group taking off from Liupingzhuang Airport had already flown over Longmensuo. This is where the Chahar army has accumulated heavy troops and stationed a division.
of military strength.
When the bomber group flew over Longmen Station, a group of aircraft also flew from the direction of Baochang. After a while, it merged with the bomber group to form a huge group. After they rose to an altitude of eight thousand meters, they headed towards
Fly to Chengde Airport.
Chengde Airport is very peaceful today. It has been very safe since it was occupied by the Japanese army. Even if Chahar planes flew over the airport several times, they were quickly driven away by the anti-aircraft artillery troops here. But today
There are a bunch of bad guests here.
Junichiro Oda is a sergeant in the anti-aircraft artillery unit at Chengde Airport. He manages a 60mm anti-aircraft gun.
Junichiro Oda, who was born in Osaka, comes from a typical businessman family. His motto is that there is never anything in this world that cannot be traded. Originally, Junichiro Oda's biggest wish after graduating from the Military Academy was to be transferred to all
They were all serving in the Fourth Division composed of people from Osaka. Unfortunately, in recent years, fewer and fewer people have graduated from the gunnery department, so he was transferred to Chengde Airport and became a small non-commissioned officer.
After lunch today, Junichiro Oda came to the artillery position. It was called to check the equipment, but actually he wanted to be lazy and find a place to sleep. Because the snoring of his clinical sergeant commander in the barracks was the same.
It was so loud that he had to find another place to sleep.
When Junichiro Oda arrived at the gun position, he sent several of his men to rest in a nearby air raid shelter with turbid air, while he occupied the most comfortable hammock next to the gun position.
"Ah, it's so comfortable." Junichiro Oda, who was lying on the hammock, groaned comfortably and stretched. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the roar of an airplane engine coming from the clouds.
Damn it, which flight squadron is this that just came back from a mission? They don't let anyone sleep in the middle of the day.
"Hey, that's not the sound of an imperial plane." Having served in the airport's anti-aircraft artillery unit for a long time, he could distinguish the sound of his country's planes with his eyes closed. Now the sound coming from the clouds was very deep and sounded too low.
It was very powerful, something that could never be emitted by any imperial aircraft.
The thought of "enemy planes, large-scale air raid" flashed in Junichiro Oda's mind instantly, and he subconsciously rushed towards the bomb hole next to him. Damn it, you could hear the scale of this bombing from the sound.
It must be unprecedentedly big.
Sure enough, when Junichiro Oda ran to the entrance of the cave, dozens of aircraft with shrill screams appeared in the sky. The sound they made when they swooped was very familiar to Junichiro Oda. It was the vulture of the Chahar Air Force.
Tuca dive bomber.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong," the Stukas screamed and rushed downward at a nearly vertical angle. When they flew to a height of about 200 meters, several dozen Stukas fell from the belly.