"Weng buzzing..." The roar of the plane suddenly sounded above everyone's heads.
The sound started out very quiet and soon became deafening.
Kong Jie's face immediately became extremely serious and he ordered loudly: "Turn on the searchlights..."
"All bonfires are lit..."
"The troops immediately withdrew to a safe area to prevent accidents when the plane landed..."
Two rows of forty searchlights shine into the sky together. The distance between the lights is forty to fifty meters. Looking down from the air, the runway of more than a thousand meters long is clearly displayed in the pilot's field of vision.
The bonfires set up at both ends of the runway were lit at the same time, and the fire quickly spread throughout the bonfire pile.
In the blink of an eye, a huge arrow made of blazing fire appeared at one end of the runway. The direction pointed by the arrow was exactly the direction of the plane's landing.
Several large bonfires were also lit at the end of the runway to remind pilots not to rush out...
Several armored vehicles used to tow aircraft stood by, ready to take action as soon as the fighters landed and hide them in the temporary hangar as quickly as possible.
"Weng buzz..."
The roar of the planes is getting louder and louder, which means that more than a dozen planes are slowly lowering their flying altitude, looking for a landing point.
After Staff Zhou found the landing direction, he slowly drove the fighter plane towards the ground.
Because I couldn't control the takeoff height with my eyes, the plane crossed half of the runway before landing.
If you land again, you will easily run off the runway.
For safety reasons, Staff Officer Zhou decisively increased the power, raised the nose of the aircraft, and flew the aircraft to high altitude again.
After circling the runway for two more times, it began its second landing.
Drawing on the previous experience, this time it made contact with the ground just after crossing one-third of the runway, and stopped steadily two to three hundred meters from the end of the runway.
Staff Officer Zhou did not get off the plane immediately, but quickly turned on the radio to share his landing experience with his comrades...
"Weng buzz..."
The second plane quickly rushed to the runway. With the experience provided by Staff Zhou, the landing was very smooth.
In one go, the plane stopped firmly on the shell in less than twenty seconds.
"Rumble..."
The armored vehicle waiting aside immediately rushed towards the aircraft, followed by several soldiers.
After a while, the fighter plane was pulled off the runway and towed towards the temporary hangar.
"Report to Commander Kong... I am the head of the flight team temporarily appointed by Commander Huang..." Staff Officer Zhou ran to Kong Jie with excitement to report.
I never thought that I would be able to become a pilot again in this life, and the excitement in my heart could not be described in words.
But he didn't forget his mission tonight.
There are still ten planes that have not flown back from Taiyuan Airport.
It will be dawn in more than three hours. If we don't hurry up, the flight team will fly back the plane during the day.
It's too dangerous. If it encounters a Jaap plane, with the current level of pilots under his command, they will just deliver food to them. They are definitely no match for them.
"Counsel Zhou...I know you..." Kong Jie has not yet recovered from his excitement.
He felt that transporting aircraft was something that the Eighth Route Army had never done before. There was no experience to follow and it would definitely be very difficult.
I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Twelve planes arrived in the wing in the blink of an eye, he said quickly.
"I heard about your plan from Huang Yu..."
"Time is tight and the task is heavy. As a layman, I won't waste everyone's time."
"Just ask us how we need to cooperate. If we can do it, we will do it right away. If we can't do it, we will try our best to create conditions to do it."
"My cooking class has prepared some meals for you. Eat some quickly to replenish your strength."
Staff Officer Zhou did not refuse and said directly: "Thank you, Commander Kong, for your support..."
"We plan to take off in twenty minutes..."
"Captain Zhou, please ask the troops to help check the artillery shells again..."
"The pit created by the plane when it lands must be filled up and compacted, otherwise the plane will crash and people will die..."
"We will do other things ourselves to ensure that all the remaining planes at Taiyuan Airport fly back safely."
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The deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army's former enemy headquarters was not sleepy at all.
Frowning and clasping his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth in the headquarters room, glancing at his watch and the radio station on the wall from time to time, feeling very anxious.
"Didi...didi..."
The quiet radio station seemed to be stimulated by something. Suddenly it kept beeping and the signal lights flashed continuously...
The operator quickly put on his earphones, holding a pencil in one hand and preparing to receive the message with the other.
The deputy commander couldn't wait any longer and strode behind the operator, wanting to know the contents of the telegram as soon as possible.
"Chief...the telegram comes from the Yi Zhong base..." the operator reported while receiving the signal.
When the deputy commander heard this, he looked expectantly and asked, "It's Kong Jie and the others..."
"Was the transshipment operation successful?"
The content of the telegram was very simple. The communications staff officer received the telegram and translated it without using a code book. He said with certainty: "It said that the first batch of planes had successfully transferred..."
"The pilot has taken the transport plane back to Taiyuan and is preparing to fly back the second batch of planes..."
"The troops are taking the time to repair the runway."
"As long as there are no problems with the piloting force, the second batch of aircraft will be able to successfully return to the Wing Center base before dawn."
"Okay..." the deputy commander slapped the table and said, "Our air force is here."
"Even if something happens to the second batch of planes, the first batch of planes may be enough for us to set up an air force squadron to train pilots for our Eighth Route Army..."
"Bah, bah, bah..."
"What nonsense did I say..."
"The second batch of planes will definitely be able to fly back to the wing safely..."
"Immediately contact Comrade Huang Yu on the front line in Taiyuan: The plane must be carefully checked before taking off to ensure that no accidents occur during the flight..."
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Outside the east gate of Taiyuan, Li Yunlong was gathering his artillery to storm the city.
All kinds of artillery shells were hitting Taiyuan just like in the afternoon, with flames shooting into the sky, and the violent explosions never stopped from the beginning, just like thunder, getting stronger and stronger.
It was because of this shelling that when a plane took off from Taiyuan Airport, the Japanese and puppet troops stationed here heard no other sounds except the explosion of shells.
At the Taiyuan Garrison Headquarters, Yoshio Iwamatsu's ears were filled with the sound of shell explosions. He had no idea that the Eighth Route Army was transferring planes through Taiyuan Airport. He thought that the Eighth Route Army, which had been resting for a few days, would start plotting against Taiyuan again.
In the past few days, they have been attacking the Chinese who were attached to Yu Huang's army around Taiyuan, hoping to force themselves to send troops back from the northwest Shanxi front line for reinforcements.
As a result, he was not fooled and allowed them to move outside the city but did not move to clean up the troops in northwest Shanxi.
The purpose of the Yizhong Eighth Route Army coming to Taiyuan was to relieve the Northwestern Shanxi Eighth Route Army. As long as they did not send troops back to support, they would not have completed their mission.
If one move doesn't work, you can only think of other moves.
Except for Taiyuan City, there seems to be nothing here that can affect my decision-making.
The desperate Yizhong Eighth Route Army had no choice but to return to Taiyuan City.
