A long convoy of various vehicles advanced slowly on a broken and narrow country road. The sleepy soldiers on the carriage occasionally stretched out their hands to drive away the flies buzzing in their ears. In front of it is a dirty and torn Japanese flag. The tired breeze cannot even make it tremble temporarily, showing the majesty and heroic appearance of the Japanese army. The sleepy soldier heard the buzzing of flies getting louder and louder in the dimness. He once reached out his hand to drive away the flies, but this time it didn't work. He raised his head in confusion and looked for this strange fly, and then He was stunned and opened his mouth in surprise. The projection of a plane reflected in his eyes became larger and larger, as if it was flying over his head.
Former Japanese private First Class Yamaguchi woke up from his sleep sweating profusely. He looked at his wife who was still sleeping soundly next to him and wiped the sweat from his forehead. This dream has troubled him for nearly five years. During these five years, he has been dreaming from time to time. The plane disturbed his sleep, and he couldn't fall asleep after waking up. He turned on the desk lamp next to the tatami, illuminating the low-hanging Chinese flag outside the window, opened an older diary, and turned to that fast-moving diary. A torn page. "On that day, our brigade received an order from the commander of the regiment to advance from the east along the highway towards the Baoshan defense line, thereby surrounding a regiment of the Chinese army defending Baoshan. Because our brigade was a unit that had just landed at Wusongkou, it was fully equipped and had high morale. , the commander of the regiment has great confidence in our roundabout operation. When the regiment commander encouraged us to kill one more Chinese soldier during the mobilization before the war, our Jihad in Greater East Asia will be victorious as soon as possible, and the regiment members can go home earlier. At noon, we were strafed by Chinese aircraft while advancing towards Baoshan. Sixty percent of the vehicles in our brigade were unusable and 30% of the personnel below the brigade captain were injured or killed. Our brigade withdrew to its pre-departure station."
A Hawker two-seater fighter flew awkwardly above a cloud shaped like an ingot. Pilot Wang Sen was quite frustrated. The damn engine actually stalled at this time. After the backseat radioman Yao Yuan contacted the lead plane, he ordered them to return to the aircraft. At the base, Wang Sen wanted to scold all the ancestors of the maintenance personnel. This mission to intercept Japanese bombers was the opportunity he got after stubbornly pestering the captain Gao Zhihang. It was the first time he piloted the Hawker to participate in an air battle. Who would have thought that even the Japanese The shadow of the plane was not seen, so it was about to return without success. After the plane flew through the clouds, Yao Yuan used the intercom to remind Wang Sen that there was a troop marching on the road below.
Wang Sen lowered the nose of the plane, and his sharp eyes caught a sun flag. He realized that it was a Japanese army, "Haha, Lao Yao, your luck is here, let's give the little devil a taste of iron cannon." Yao Yuan said: "Let's do it, Lao Wang." Wang Sen lowered the nose of the plane and started to dive. He put his finger on the machine gun button on the joystick. The Hawker imported from China is not a pure fighter jet, but a combat weapon. Bombers are perfect for attacking ground targets. Wang Sen waited until the plane dived more than fifty meters above the long queue of Japanese troops. From the cockpit, he could clearly see the Japanese troops jumping out of the car in panic, seeing the Japanese soldiers opening their mouths in fear, and waiting until the Japanese troops were at a loss what to do. Only then did he press the button, and the four 7.92mm machine guns rained down a hail of bullets on the Japanese from back to front. Wang Sen's sweep was so satisfying that he saw with his own eyes that a Japanese soldier was beaten into two pieces by bullets. He felt relieved. It was only when he started to pull up that the Japanese army heard intermittent machine gun fire. Wang Sen and Yao Yuan turned to look back together. The road was already in a mess. Most of the vehicles were smoking and on fire. Many black Small dots were mixed in the middle, and Wang Sen really wanted to high-five Yao Yuan.
A brigade of Japanese troops detoured towards the Chinese troops stationed in Baoshan. It was known by Chinese reconnaissance planes, but the Chinese army no longer had any extra troops to intercept the Japanese troops. However, after waiting for a long time, the Chinese army did not notice the Japanese troops appearing in Baoshan. east, while the Air Force reported the discovery of a long line of Japanese vehicle wreckage on the road.
None of the six Hawkers of Gao Zhihang's brigade that went out to intercept Japanese bombers that day did not return. Based on the witnesses of the Shanghai navy and civilians, it is certain that they shot down at least five Japanese bombers and two Japanese fighter jets.
Twenty years later, when a fish pond was being filled in a certain place to prepare for the construction of a primary school, the rusty remains of a Hawker aircraft were dug out of the mud. An old pilot of the Gao Zhihang Wing who came after hearing the news confirmed that it was the day of the attack. One of six Hawker aircraft that did not return, but a careful search found no remains of the pilot. Why the plane crashed into the fish pond and the whereabouts of the pilot have become an unsolved mystery.
Wang Hui was immediately taken to the ambassador's office. Wang Hui was very grateful to the ambassador for his help. He asked to talk to the ambassador alone. The ambassador thought about it and knew that there were Japanese spy activities in the embassy, so he took Wang Hui to the secret room. Wang Hui immediately reported to the ambassador how he was kidnapped by Japanese agents, but he did not clearly tell the ambassador the contents of the drawings he carried. He simply explained that the information was about the Japanese army's action plan for the next year. The ambassador attached great importance to the importance of Wang Hui and the documents he carried. He called Zhuang Hailong in and ordered Captain Zhuang Hailong to immediately protect Wang Hui personally and be responsible for Wang Hui's personal safety while Wang Hui boarded the Hailong and returned to China. Zhuang Hailong could Call on all the embassy security forces, even the ambassador himself.
Zhuang Hailong and Wang Hui were determined to find out the Japanese agent in the embassy and see who he was. Zhuang Hailong vowed to cut this man into pieces.
Zhuang Hailong summoned all the staff of the embassy. He announced that the ambassador asked him to do a good job in the security of the embassy. Therefore, he would hold a special meeting this afternoon to deploy everyone's security work in the embassy. No one was allowed to ask for leave.
Wang Hui and a guard escorted a man wearing a mask through the hall. The man seemed to have stumbled on something on the floor. He staggered and fell to his knees on the floor. Due to the excessive movement, the mask suddenly fell off. When they got down, it turned out that this person was Park Zheng Il. Wang Hui hurriedly put the hood on Park Zheng Il, and escorted Park Zheng Il into the inner room with the guards. All the embassy staff who were meeting in the hall opposite saw Park Zheng Il. It was the middle of the day, and one of the people's face turned pale.
During lunch, Wang Hui squatted quietly at the entrance of the embassy and observed the activities outside the embassy, while Zhuang Hailong stayed in the hall to observe the activities of other embassy personnel. Wu Weiwei, secretary to the ambassador who was eating, suddenly He shouted and knocked his lunch on the table. Several embassy staff gathered around him with concern. Zhuang Hailong smiled unnoticeably. He also approached with concern. In the middle of the crowd, Wu Weiwei pressed his hands on His stomach was aching in pain, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans were oozing out from his head. After seeing Zhuang Hailong appear, Wu Weiwei said in a weak voice: "Captain Zhuang, I may have eaten something bad. This stomachache is terrible." , I don’t think I can attend the afternoon meeting.”
Zhuang Hailong hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Old Wu, we can't delay that. Quick, take him to the hospital."
Wu Weiwei said hurriedly: "No need, I can walk, I can just go by myself."
"What's the matter? It's better to find someone to take you there."
"No need, the meeting is important, I can still hold on, I can just go by myself."
Zhuang Hailong asked with great concern: "You really don't need us to send you off?"
Wu Weiwei rubbed his belly and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll go by myself."
Zhuang Hailong said helplessly: "Then after you see the doctor, go back and rest by yourself. You don't need to attend the meeting in the afternoon."
Wu Weiwei got up on his own and staggered out of the embassy. Zhuang Hailong stared at his back and smiled.
