"See the fire!"

"It's blown up!"

The sound of the machine gunner continued to come.

Zhang Yong did not look back. He couldn't see his position. He couldn't even turn his head.

The system also has no reports. Because there are no heavy weapon targets, they are all fragmentary losses and are not worth recording.

"Wow! Big Bang!"

"Look at it, the fierce explosion!"

"Did we blow up the Japanese arsenal? Or the explosives workshop?"

The machine gunner suddenly exclaimed.

Zhang Yong was indifferent.

It seems to be the explosives workshop of the Japanese invaders.

The radar map is displayed. There is a lot of explosives inside.

The mortar shells falling from high altitude detonated the explosives inside and were shocked.

but……

Don't care.

All are small fuss.

It cannot have an important impact on the Japanese invaders.

At most it is a surprise.

It is too early to talk about strategic bombing.

The B-29 bomber formation of the large aircraft group, and years of bombing, is called strategic bombing.

Now?

It was just a small raid. It was just a trick.

Zhang Yong is still very self-aware of his positioning. He will never overestimate his ability.

I just want to go home early.

Actually a little tired.

It's been flying for several hours. The flight is so monotonous and boring.

And, there is a urgency to pee...

Yes, I feel that my bladder is about to burst.

However, there is no dedicated urine bag on the plane. It is not prepared.

Then I remembered that when I set off, I always felt that there was something I hadn't prepared. It turned out to be a urine bag.

The first time I was bombing at such a long distance, I didn’t expect that there were three urgent situations.

The previous bombing didn't take so long...

what to do.

Just do whatever you want.

Pee directly underneath.

Isn't there a bullet port?

Really urinating three feet against the wind!

Fortunately, the height is very low, and it is summer again, and the air is warm.

If it was taken out at an altitude of 4,000, it would probably be frozen and broken if it was pinched...

"Tong Yanbo!"

"arrive!"

"You come and fly the plane! I want to pee!"

"ah?"

Tong Yanbo was stunned.

this……

What a commissioner...

Can it be more tactful?

"But, specialist, I didn't prepare a urine bag..."

"I peed from the bomb drop."

"ah……"

Everyone was speechless collectively.

like……

Not bad...

Although it's rude, it can solve the problem!

While speaking, the shells were just thrown out, so I let the bullets go.

Zhang Yong came to the bomb dropping port and his operation was as fierce as a tiger. He really urinated. It felt similar to the toilet on the train.

It’s just that the wind is strong. You need a good wind. Never go against the wind. Otherwise...

Well, this article needs to be written to the aviation log. Don't make mistakes.

Get it done.

Comfortable.

Others:...

Oops. It seems they want it too.

After all, I flew for several hours and felt a strong sense of urine.

"Be careful not to fall down!"

"Stay stays 240!"

Zhang Yong issued an order.

Then go back to the cockpit and drive the plane yourself.

Reduce the speed.

Ensure your urine satisfaction.

result……

Take turns to go out and release one by one.

After all the water was put into it, I finally felt much more comfortable.

Then I closed the bullet port and returned with peace of mind.

Go west all the way.

No surprises and no dangers.

The map of Kazuki showed that the Japanese fighter plane turned around and came to Nagasaki again.

Haha, a bunch of followers and hindsights.

Brother is leaving first.

I will play with you slowly in the future.

accelerate.

Pull up the height.

Return.

Someone started looking for steamed buns. He was hungry.

So I ate steamed buns.

Zhang Yong also took a steamed bun himself and drove the plane while eating.

Suddenly, he turned to the south.

Some Japanese reconnaissance planes flew from the west, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Avoid first.
To be continued...