May 18, the twenty-seventh year of the Republic of China, morning, six o'clock.
Meng Shaoyuan got up early in the morning, washed his hair carefully, and carefully waxed his hair.
The breakfast was very rich and the table was full.
Chu Xiuyan really took great pains to entertain this young master.
"Little Master, please have breakfast."
As soon as he saw Meng Shaoyuan come out, Chu Xiuyan immediately said respectfully.
"Thank you for your trouble."
Meng Shaoyuan said lightly, sat down and picked up a fried dough stick.
"Little Master, everyone..."
"knew."
Chu Xiuyan had just spoken his first sentence when he was interrupted by Meng Shaoyuan: "I can rest assured that you do things, you don't have to report to me."
This has always been his way of employing people, Meng Shaoyuan.
Since you have given someone else the responsibility, don't be suspicious of the person. Only by trusting him can he work harder for you.
Chu Xiuyan was really admired.
I had heard before that Zhang Renkui and Meng Shaoyuan had become members. Although I had heard about the name of Master Meng, the military commander, and admired him very much, I still felt a little uncomfortable when I thought that the Qing Gang had such a senior elder.
Now I finally understand why people get along so well.
Meng Shaoyuan's appetite seemed to be good, and he finished a deep-fried dough stick in a short time. After taking a sip of soy milk, he picked up an egg, knocked it on the table, and said while peeling the shell:
"Boss Chu, sit down. We are all our own people, so we don't need to be so restrained. It's still early for us to meet."
"Thank you, young master, for the seat."
Chu Xiuyan still didn't dare to mess with the rules, still leaning on the stool with half his buttocks: "My death squad is all ready, and Wu Guozhu's tax police team also quietly entered Ningbo overnight to ensure that no one notices. Baojing Team There, Twenty-Seventh Aunt came forward, and Yu Shuhui absolutely agreed. Now all these forces have entered the designated position. "
Meng Shaoyuan just said "hmm".
"Director Meng." Gan Ning walked in: "Our people have started to monitor the grocery store and glutinous rice dumpling shop."
"I know, let's have breakfast."
"yes."
Gan Ning sat down and took a steamed bun.
Meng Shaoyuan ate the eggs in a few mouthfuls. He was so anxious that he choked. He quickly picked up the soy milk and drank a few big gulps before feeling better.
"Little Grandpa, eat slowly." Chu Xiuyan kindly reminded: "You have to have a full breakfast, but you can't eat in a hurry. I have a grandfather who, on the day of his 80th birthday, got up early in the morning to eat glutinous rice balls. As a result, everyone was gone.”
This sounds a bit ominous.
Meng Shaoyuan didn't care either: "Yeah, don't eat in a hurry... There used to be an emperor, Emperor Ming of the Song Dynasty, Liu Yu, who could eat two large pots of meat in one meal, and was strangled to death at the age of thirty-three... Let's Today's meal is also a big feast. If you rush it, you might choke like me just now. Take your time, take your time."
That's what he said, but he took another bowl of glutinous rice balls and started eating them...
…
May 18th, morning, 6:15.
Chengdu, Phoenix Mountain Base.
"Hello, sir."
Special bombing squadron captain Xu Huansheng, deputy captain Tong Yanbo and all the team members stood upright.
A few people appeared here quietly.
The leader was Zhou Zhirou, Director of the Aviation Commission of the Republic of China, Commander-in-Chief of the Air Force's Pre-Enemy Headquarters, and Director of Education of the Central Air Force Officer School.
When Tong Yanbo and several other pilots were urgently transferred to Chengdu by the Aviation Commission, they had no idea what was going to happen.
And when they learned that the secret mission they had this time was to bomb the Japanese mainland, the excitement in their hearts was completely difficult to express in words.
"If we can bomb the Japanese mainland, even if we can't return, we will die without regrets!"
This is the oath Tong Yanbo made loudly!
"Everything is ready."
Zhou Zhirou glanced at the pilots who were about to set off.
"Sir, all preparations are complete. All bombs have been installed!"
The "bomb" Xu Huansheng mentioned is not a real bomb, but:
Paper bombs, a million leaflets!
During the training at Fenghuang Mountain Base, Xu Huansheng discovered that although the Martin-139WC has good performance and great power, it is likely to be pursued by the Japanese on its way back and may not be able to refuel at coastal airports.
Moreover, it is difficult to achieve a deterrent effect by just relying on these few aircraft to drop bombs.
Therefore, the Special Bombing Squadron requested instructions from the Aviation Commission to modify the original plan and use two bombers to carry leaflets to attack Japan to promote our country's will to resist the war and warn the Japanese authorities.
In order to shorten the voyage, the target was changed to Nagasaki, Fukuoka and Kitakyushu on Kyushu Island.
The Nationalist Government quickly agreed to their suggestions.
"Captain Xu Huansheng!"
"arrive!"
"Do you know your mission this time?"
"Sir, it's completely clear!"
"Remember, after arriving in Hankou, Minister He Yingqin will personally greet you. Repeat your mission again!"
"Yes!" Xu Huansheng said with a solemn expression: "Arrived at Hankou Wangjiadun Airport for repairs. On May 19, we will take off from Hankou Wangjiadun Airport and arrive at Ningbo Lishe Airport to replenish fuel and carry out bombing missions!"
"This mission is related to whether it can inspire the determination of the people across the country to fight to the end. The special bombing squadron has a heavy responsibility!" Zhou Zhirou patted Xu Huansheng's shoulder hard:
"If you can successfully complete the task, Wuhan will celebrate your success, and I will be waiting to help you celebrate in Chengdu!"
"Thank you, sir!" Xu Huansheng replied without hesitation: "Huansheng and his brothers may not be able to return to the motherland alive, but the bomb will definitely fall on the Japanese mainland!"
"How strong, I am an athlete of the Chinese Air Force!" Zhou Zhirou exclaimed loudly: "Now, sign up!"
"Chinese Air Force, Captain Xu Huansheng of the Special Bombing Squadron!"
"China Air Force, Deputy Captain of the Special Bombing Squadron Tong Yanbo!"
"Chinese Air Force, Special Bombing Squadron Signaler Chen Guangdou!"
"Chinese Air Force, Special Bombing Squadron Signaler Wu Ji!"
"Chinese Air Force..."
Zhou Zhirou carefully wrote down everyone's name. When the last person finished reporting, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese Air Force saluted with a formal military salute:
"Please, Air Force athletes!"
"I sincerely declare to the gods of the mountains and rivers that I am flying to meet the enemy today to defend the land that my ancestors worked hard and left to us. My name is just and my words are justified. The ghosts and gods weep, my determination is firm and I will fight to the death. There is no conflict between Han and traitors. There is a clear saying in ancient times. Huayi must be strict in their distinction, keep their righteousness in the Spring and Autumn Period, live as soldiers, and die as military souls."
The Chinese Air Force, headed by Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo, read out their oath loudly!
Zhou Zhirou never put down her hand:
"Chinese Air Force, let's go!"
…
May 18th, morning, 7 o'clock.
Ningbo.
Luo Liangjian got up very early.
He had breakfast and read the newspaper that had just been delivered.
"Today there are strange phenomena in the southeast of Ningbo, or something big may happen..."
Luo Liangjian smiled and put down the newspaper.
What was said in the newspapers was all gossip, but this time it was really accurate.
Yes, Ningbo is different.
Something earth-shattering is about to happen.
"Director Luo, Mr. Li is calling."
"Oh, what are you talking about?"
"Mr. Li" was the code name used by Dai Li when he contacted Luo Liangjian.
"Mr. Li asked, how is the child? Does he study on time?"
Luo Liangjian laughed again.
"Mr. Li" is Dai Li, and "child" is Meng Shaoyuan's code name.
He thought for a while: "Call back to Mr. Li. The child studies on time and obeys the teacher's instructions. Although he is a bit naughty, he is a good person, smart and willing to use his brain, and may have a good future. He just needs to be supervised sometimes. , spank your butt a few more times.”
After speaking, he looked at the time: "At 8 o'clock, I will ask Ningbo Police Chief Cao Feng to come to my place."
"In what name was he allowed to come?"
"In my name, Luo Liangjian, deputy director of the Third Division of the Chairman's Attendant's Office."
"Director Luo, your arrival in Ningbo has been kept secret so far."
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Our pilots are not afraid of flying to Japan, so what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that Cao Feng will assassinate me? Or are you afraid that the Japanese will assassinate me? Meng Shaoyuan dares to go to the meeting alone, am I not as good as Meng Shaoyuan?"
"Yes, I'll get ready right away."
Luo Liangjian picked up the newspaper again, took a sip of coffee, and then frowned:
"Everything is good in Ningbo, except the coffee is not good."
…
"So full."
Meng Shaoyuan ate almost up to his throat. He ate as if this was the last meal in his life.
Chu Xiuyan and Gan Ning looked at each other. Director Meng had a really good appetite.
One meal took more than an hour.
There was so much food on the table that it was almost empty.
"Comfortable, comfortable." Meng Shaoyuan was satisfied and took a sip of tea: "This man will be full and energetic for anything. What time is it?"
"Ten past seven."
"I'm going to take a nap again. Call me at nine o'clock. By the way, my clothes will be delivered directly to my bedroom."
"Little Master, you have just eaten, so you should move around and don't accumulate food."
"Life is movement."
"The young master is right."
"Do you know what the best sport is?"
"Little Master, please clarify."
"sleep."
Well……
…
May 18th, morning, 7:30.
"Boss He, have everything been arranged?"
"Yes, Mr. Genya, everything has been arranged."
"Chu Xiuyan suddenly wants to meet you. I think there must be a conspiracy."
"Mr. Genya is aware of this, but I am not a place where he can be arrogant."
"As soon as there is any abnormal movement, find a way to kill him. The Japanese Empire is about to land in Ningbo. If you work for the empire, the empire will never forget your merits!"
"Thank you Mr. Genya, who is willing to die for the empire!"
…
May 18th, morning, eight o'clock.
"your phone."
"Who is it? So early in the morning."
"It's a call from the city government."
"Oh, is it so?"
Cao Feng yawned and answered the phone.
"Director Cao?"
"It's me, Mayor Chen. What's wrong so early?"
"Come to the city hall immediately, someone wants to see you."
"Who?"
"Don't spread the word, Director Luo Liangjian, Deputy Director of the Third Division of the Chairman's Attendant's Office!"
