At one o'clock in the morning, the pilots gathered.

All are national pilots. There are no members of the Flying Tigers.

The goal for tonight is Hankou.

Very close.

The route is very smooth, and it is another night flight.

Don't worry about being intercepted by Japanese fighter jets. It's safe and sound.

With such good conditions, of course we have to use this to train the National Air Force's own pilot. It is rare to have practical combat opportunities!

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Zhang Yong entered the auditorium and was warmly welcomed.

Everyone stood up spontaneously and applauded warmly.

The pilots of the National Air Force of the Government naturally knew this commissioner well.

It is not prohibited to chat about Zhang Yong's gossip inside.

Zhang Yong was not bothered.

There is nothing wrong with providing some topics for conversation after meals.

Anyway, he is such a person. Even if someone behind him is accused of himself, he will not be much worse.

Come up to the rostrum.

sit down.

The applause gradually stopped.

Zhang Yong waved and opened the curtain behind him.

It's a huge blackboard.

Pick up the chalk and write two numbers on it.

One is 6000 meters.

One is a speed of 350 kilometers per hour.

This is the main rule of bombing tonight.

Drop bombs at an altitude of 6,000 meters from the ground.

The speed is maintained at 350 kilometers.

What the pilot needs to do is control these two data.

All other directions and other directions are left to Zhang Yong to handle. They only need to follow the instructions.

Night flight is actually quite safe.

The premise is that Zhang Yong leads the team.

"Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"good!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Then I took the roster.

Name one by one. It is actually a mark.

Remember everyone's name and call directly in the air.

The code name is gone. Because there are too many people.

Then check it out.

Of course there is no problem.

It's just a few very simple data.

Just know how to look at the instrument.

but……

According to Zhang Yong's experience, after arriving in the air, there will definitely be a situation.

More than 30 bombers were dispatched at once, unprecedented.

There are many raw melon seeds, but it would be strange if they don’t have any problems.

Seeing that everyone was about to applaud again, they hurriedly held it down.

Never do not.

Don't imitate Boss Dai.

It's boring.

He doesn't want to set up another mountain.

He is just a passerby in history and a free agent.

So what if you are so powerful?

Harmonious God A Heavenly Tribulation, SUS404 stainless steel directly suppresses...

"After meeting!"

"Each is ready!"

"Departure at three in the morning!"

Zhang Yong ordered.

No worries about leaking the secret at all.

So what if you let Okamura Yanji know?

Haha, at most, you should drill the air raid shelter in advance. It is best not to come out forever.

"Qingzi."

"exist."

"Send a clear telegram. 27 frequency. Content: Depart at 3 a.m., large aircraft group, large formation, bombing Hankou Airport. Stay tuned. Signed by Zhang Yong."

"OK."

Qiao Qingzi agreed and then went to send a report.

She has been unemployed recently because the Tokyo Lark Ayada Yuiko has no movement.

So I started my old business again, just sending reports from time to time.

"Specialist, Okamura Yanji will not be able to sleep tonight." Minister Min said with a smile.

He is indeed an eye-opener in this way of fighting.

I told you before bombing you.

Let me tell you that you can't hide, unless you evacuate from Hankou.

At a height of 6,000 meters, ordinary anti-aircraft guns cannot reach the level. The Japanese 20mm anti-aircraft guns have a maximum of 5,000 meters.

Zhang Yong clearly wanted to bully the other party and completely suppressed the Japanese invaders psychologically.

I'll tell you in advance, you can't do anything.

You will feel better in the future.

It would be strange if the morale is not rising.

Indeed, the Mingma Telegram soon arrived at the headquarters of the 11th Japanese Army.

"Hiss Commander, look at this..." Chief of Staff Yoshimoto frowned.

"Bluff!" Okamura Yasuji said slowly.

Actually, I feel a little panicked.

He couldn't tell whether Zhang Yong would come or not.

I'm afraid he won't come, and I'm afraid he will do whatever he wants.

A heart that is up and down can't be calm.

“Have you notified the airport?”

"The airport also received a clear telegram and was ready for everything. All anti-aircraft guns are on the verge of high-speed rail."

"good."
To be continued...