Yan Yan picked up the microphone casually: "Hello, this is the Songhu Independent Group, who are you?"
"Hello, Mr. Yan, this is Sophia." Sophia's pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone, "There is something I think it is necessary to inform you."
"Okay, you say."
"Two hours ago, Songhu Mayor Yu Hongjie and the Governor of the Central Bank of China, Mr. Song Changwen, came to the Chinachem Hotel and proposed to hold talks with the public settlement to discuss the transfer of injured people to the public settlement."
"Based on the spirit of humanitarianism and the Geneva Convention, the public concession should not reject it, right?"
"Yes, the General Director of the Public Concession, Sir Bao Dezhen, did not refuse. He even invited the Deputy General Manager of the French Concession, Mr. Morris, to the Chinachem Hotel."
"Isn't this nice? I have to say thank you."
"It was originally very good, but Sir Bao Daichen also called the Japanese Consul General in Shanghai Okamoto Yoshimasa, and the three-party talks turned into four-party talks."
His stern expression immediately fell.
With Xiao Baga involved, this matter may be difficult to handle.
Sophia added: "The meeting location is the small auditorium on the west side of the ninth floor of Chinachem Hotel."
"The west side?" Yan Yan's heart moved and he asked casually, "Can we see it from here?"
"See? You should be able to see it, right?" Sophia wasn't sure. She thought for a while and then continued, "On the ninth floor, the third window from south to north is the small auditorium."
"Miss Sophia, thank you very much. Also, can you please come to Sihang Warehouse?"
After receiving Sophia's affirmative answer, Yan Yan hung up the phone, turned around and walked to the window.
Looking through the window to the left, I can see the Chinachem Hotel in the distance.
The main body of Chinachem Hotel has a total of ten floors, including the tower, it has 12 floors, with a total height of 77 meters. In this era, it was the real tallest building in Songhu.
"The small auditorium on the west side of the ninth floor?"
"The third window from south to north?"
Yan Yan counted to the second floor from top to bottom.
Count from south to north to the third window.
Then lift up the M82 special 25x sight.
You can even see the faces in the small auditorium clearly.
Then he said to Zhou Dafa: "Old Zhou, come here."
Zhou Dafa then strode up to Yan Yan: "Chief of Staff, are you calling me?"
Yan Yan pointed at the Chinachem Hotel in front and said, "Did you see it? Chinachem Hotel, the second floor from top to bottom and the third window from south to north, aim at the top of that glass window. "
"Yes!" Zhou Dafa immediately led the artillerymen to adjust the parameters of one of the flat-fire cannons.
Xie Jinyuan, Shangguan Zhibiao, Tang Di and other company platoon leaders were shocked when they saw this.
"Chief of Staff Yan, are you going to bombard the Chinachem Hotel?" Xie Jinyuan said, "This is no small matter! You need to be careful!"
Shangguan Zhibiao and other company platoon leaders even slandered Yan. The foreigners were afraid of your bombardment of the gas plant and didn't dare to kill them all, but you can't act like this, right?
Is it really okay to tease foreigners like this?
"This is just to be prepared." Yan Yan said solemnly.
"I won't use it easily unless absolutely necessary."
"A last resort?" Xie Jinyuan frowned, "What kind of last resort is it that requires bombarding the Chinachem Hotel to demonstrate and warn the concession?"
"Of course it's for the wounded!" Yan Yan said.
"Wounded?" Xie Jinyuan said with a thought, "You mean the seriously wounded sent from Huxi?"
Yan Yan said: "Yes, I'm worried that the public concession and the French Concession will deliberately shirk their duties and refuse to let the seriously injured soldiers transferred from the Western Shanghai battlefield enter the concession."
"No." Medical officer Tang Pinxin retorted, "In the past three months since the outbreak of the Songhu Battle, neither the public concession nor the French Concession has rejected our wounded. There is no reason to suddenly reject them at this time."
"That's impossible to say. It was before and now, and the number of injured people sent before was small."
As soon as Yan Yan finished speaking, the roar of an airplane engine suddenly sounded outside the window.
He looked up quickly and saw a formation of eight bombers flying over the public concession. The plaster pattern under the wings was clearly visible.
"Japanese bomber!" Xie Jinyuan's face instantly turned serious.
After a pause, he added: "Instead of going to Huxi, we should go to Jinshanwei."
"Not necessarily." Yan Yan shook his head and said, "It could also be Nanshi!"
"Nanshi?" Xie Jinyuan frowned and said, "Since the Battle of Songhu, almost all factories and government agencies in Nanshi have been evacuated. What's the point of the Japanese bombing Nanshi now?"
"The wounded! The wounded are waiting to enter the two concessions in Nanshi."
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At Hangcheng Yuqiao Airport, a Hawker-3 fighter jet numbered 8119 is taxiing on the runway.
"I wish you victory and a safe return!" the pretty lady at the control tower said in a set of sign language.
Fighters and even bombers at this time did not have radios and could only transmit information through sign language.
Gao Chongwen gestured back to the tower, and then tightened the control stick. The "8119" that was gliding at high speed suddenly raised its head and jumped into the sky, and then rushed into the sky with a huge roar.
After entering Level Flight, Gao Chongwen subconsciously glanced at the left and right sides.
Then Gao Chongwen's eyes dimmed. Less than three months ago, their 81st Squadron had 19 Hawker-3 fighter jets, but now only his 8119 was left alone.
However, even if there is only one fighter plane left, it still has to take off to meet the enemy.
As long as there is still one plane and one pilot in the Chinese Air Force, the fighting will never stop, and the skies in China will never be where Japanese planes can just come.
"Captain, Brother Hai, look at me next!"
Gao Chongwen pushed the gas lever fiercely, and 8119 suddenly accelerated.
It is only over a hundred kilometers from Hangzhou Yuqiao Airport to Jinshanwei. For a fighter jet with a speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour, it can be reached almost in the blink of an eye.
However, by the time Gao Chongwen arrived in a fighter jet, the battle was already over.
Although there was still smoke on the coastline, the national troops could no longer be seen.
However, there are a large number of Japanese engineers and soldiers who are busy clearing the beachhead and repairing simple roads.
There are also motor boats shuttled back and forth, transporting groups of Japanese infantry, tanks and cannons to the beachhead.
Just when Gao Chongwen was hesitating to descend, a "firework" suddenly exploded in front of the left side of the porthole. The airflow disturbance caused by the explosion caused serious interference to the flight attitude of 8119, and he almost lost control.
Immediately afterwards, more "fireworks" exploded in the air, and dazzling streams of light flashed across.
Without looking, Gao Chongwen knew that the anti-aircraft guns of the Japanese Navy warships and the anti-aircraft machine guns on the beachhead were firing fiercely at him.
The Japanese Navy's anti-aircraft firepower has always been brutal.
Coupled with the Army's anti-aircraft machine guns, it is even more troublesome.
Approaching Jinshan Guard at this time would be tantamount to committing suicide.
Gao Chongwen is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die meaninglessly.
So Gao Chongwen flicked the joystick and passed Jinshan Guard diagonally.
Gao Chongwen planned to go to Huxi or Nanxiang to provide air support to the army there. Even if he only flew over the battlefield and launched a dive and strafing attack, it would at least boost the morale and morale of the army officers.
Flying through Nanshi, Gao Chongwen accidentally looked down and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Gao Chongwen discovered that there was a group of Japanese bombers in the low altitude in front of him.
With just one glance, Gao Chongwen recognized that these were eight Type 98 dive bombers of the Japanese Air Force.
Under the sun, you can clearly see the plaster pattern on the wings of the Japs. These eight Japs bombers did not notice the 8119 approaching from above them!
"You will be unlucky if you run into me!"
Gao Chongwen pushed the control hard, and 8119 dived down.
In the blink of an eye, 8119 was already approaching the head of the Japanese flight formation.
The Japanese pilot plane barely made any reaction and was directly blown up by 8119.
The Hawker-3 fighter jet is equipped with two machine guns. The caliber of the main gun is 12.7mm. With just a short burst of fire, it penetrated the fuel tank of the leading Type 98 dive bomber and immediately caused a fatal explosion.
"Boom!" A huge firework suddenly burst out from the sky above Nanshi.
