Chapter 206

Revenge (Three)

In the cockpit of the No. 2 Experimental Plane, Gongro's excited blushing face continued to dissipate for a long time. He curiously observed the green field of view through the strange-shaped infrared night vision goggles. The night sky, which should have been completely blurred, actually showed another form. Looking down, the island that was constantly passing by hundreds of meters below had a bizarre and wonderful visual effect...

Flying at night! This is something he has been looking forward to for a long time. From the first time he heard Zhu Bin accidentally mention that there are various equipment that can help people fly in all weather conditions, he became concerned. Today, this first goal has finally been achieved!

On a night without sunshine, crossing half of China and flying more than a thousand kilometers to perform missions is definitely not as simple as not turning on the lights and taking off to fight in the early morning. After all, in that environment, there is a bit of dawn at high altitudes. This is at six or seven o'clock in the evening, and the night will only get darker and darker!

He didn't care about how the equipment came about. He only knew now that he was the first pilot in the world to officially use infrared night vision systems to fly or even fight! No one could take such an honor! It was no worse than the name of the ace in the air, and it would be recorded in history!

He has a deep love for the car under his butt. He has a big guy with a body size of 21 meters and a wingspan of 29 meters, a height of 5 meters, and two units have a 1,600 horsepower output.

-1933-2 Tornado dual-row 18-cylinder piston engine, can reach 2,000 horsepower after turbocharged, and usually fly over 6,000 kilometers at a cruising speed of 200 kilometers. In an emergency, it can instantly accelerate to more than 400 kilometers, which is enough to respect all today's fighter jets. The firepower of four 20mm Erickon machine guns is enough to turn all flying objects that dare to stop into slag!

Its air weight is 6,500 kilograms, but its take-off weight reaches an astonishing 15,000 kilograms! It can easily carry a squad of fully armed soldiers, carry two tons of bombs, and fly 5,000 kilometers to carry out missions after filling oil. In the case of half oil, there is no problem with carrying three or five tons of materials. It can be said that one aircraft is multi-purpose.

Of course, it is obvious that these two aircraft are power-enhanced versions of goods, ready to be provided to the Americans, at best, using conventional

-1820-fc850 horsepower, or turbocharged, mechanically supercharged 1000 horsepower, 1100 horsepower single-row cylinder cargo, then the performance will plummet. First of all, in terms of speed, the maximum can reach 320 kilometers, but the low cruising speed can reach 100 kilometers and the minimum speed is 92 kilometers. Even if the fuel capacity and takeoff weight are severely reduced, it will exceed the requirements of the US Navy. That performance is nothing to say!

Because Zhu Bin was so upset that he dragged Douglas to delay delivery, but he had to satisfy the application first!

If you can't make 180 advanced fighter jets that will stimulate Chiang to get angry, then you should diversify the aircraft as much as possible, and first complete all models, and start manufacturing with additional manufacturing if necessary!

More than ten minutes later, the two planes climbed up to a height of three thousand meters. Gonglang had extremely lacked experience in night flight. He didn't dare to do anything with an infrared mirror. He was too easy to lose his direction! He followed the flashing lights of Serena's No. 1 plane carefully and advanced to the north at a speed of 280 kilometers.

Tianjin, Japanese Concession, 10 o'clock in the evening.

Liu Banxia quietly changed into a black combat uniform, tightened the nylon zipper, put on a bulletproof tactical vest outside, checked a circle of ammunition, and the weapons were all right. She let out a sigh of relief, and silently came to the window under her feet, opened the thick curtains and exposed a gap, and looked down to see.

In such a night, if it were Shanghai, it was a great time for music and dancing. Neon lights and people passing by in the concession near the most prosperous Bund and in the concession would make the streets full of neon lights and people passing by. The music and the various sounds of the singer gathered into a beautiful and luxurious atmosphere and all the bones that eroded people were gone.

The concessions in Tianjin should have been very lively, but as September 18 approached, the Japanese were worried about the resistance and destruction of heroes from all walks of life, so they began curfew measures early. Before nine o'clock, there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Except for the few ronin who refused to abide by the rules, they were almost no movement.

In the shadow across the street downstairs, a tiny red light flashed rhythmically with three long and two short signals. Liu Banxia was shocked, her mouth twitched slightly a few times, and she also took out a small flashlight as thick as a finger, covered the curtains and flashed two short and one long flashes below. Then she heard two crisp "bang" sounds below. The two dim street lights were all blown by silent pistols, and the light on the street suddenly dimmed!

It was the 20th day of the lunar calendar. The moon had not yet risen, the stars were covered by the clouds, and the streets were pitch black! It was almost the same if you couldn't see your fingers.

Liu Banxia quietly pushed open the window, shook her hands and lowered a black rope as thick as a little finger, and quickly turned over and slid down. She landed gently like a cat, clinging the rope straightened to the corner of the wall, turned her head and gestured in the shadow, and heard a few low metal collisions over there, and a bicycle with a bell removed was pushed hard across the street and slid to him. She grabbed it and turned her legs.

Among the dark shadows across the street, several strong and agile black shadows rushed out on their bicycles. Liu Banxia followed closely behind, pedaling hard like a hot wheel under her feet. The whole team blew across the street like a gust of wind and went down along "Song" Street. At the second intersection, turn right suddenly, it was Xu Street where Zhengjin Bank and Matsumoto Pharmacy were located!

There was no trace of people on the street, and the bicycle without bells ran up. In less than three minutes, he rushed to the door of the pharmacy and threw the car next to him. Liu Banxia reached out from behind and crossed the individual self-defense submachine gun with a silencer installed from behind. He inspected the ammunition and formed a combat team with the other four people, which were arranged on both sides of the door.

The door panel of the pharmacy has long been dead, and lights can be seen vaguely in the crack of the door. On the second floor, there are waves of vague noise and noise mixed with monotonous and weird Japanese songs. From time to time, there are obscene and lewd laughter, obviously making fun.

Looking at the other teams of bicycles on the street rushing towards banks not far away, Liu Banxia took a deep breath, gestured to her companion opposite, threw the submachine gun to one side with her backhand, and gently jumped, grabbed the protruding decorative wood above the porch more than two meters high, and flipped her arms "swoosh" hard, and stepped on the brick and stone wall alternately on the brick and stone wall. The pointed toes of the boots with steel plates were embedded in the cracks of the wall, supporting her body, climbing up to the top of the third floor as lightly and quickly. After more than ten seconds, she tied a rope and threw it down.

The four people below gave him a thumbs up at him and left one to hide in the shadow to guard him. The three of them quickly climbed up along the rope, leaving one person on the second floor, each on the third floor. After prying open the window, sending a signal, and suddenly dodged and rushed in!

With a blood feud in his heart, Liu Banxia has been training harder than anyone in more than a year! In terms of skills and combat ability, she is no worse than Yuan Zhi and his elite special teams! She trotted along the top of the third floor and rushed out more than ten meters, and ran down the steep door. There were only a few rooms in the pharmacy with an area of ​​only 100 square meters on each floor. The L-shaped corridor could reach its head in just a few steps!

The terrain of the pharmacy has been engraved in my mind. After many deductions, it is familiar like my own. Liu Banxia's feet fell lightly in front of the first door, grabbed the handle and paused for a moment. The thick shoulder pad suddenly broke out against the wooden door, and pushed in suddenly. She raised her eyes and swept through several human faces inside. Before they could scream, her other hand shot out dense bullets like a submachine gun, knocking the heads of two short Japanese people in disheveled clothes into rotten watermelons!

He gently closed the door, turned to the second room, opened the door of the gourd, shooting, without any pause, no drag, and water. The three-row square super-large magazine supplying single-soldier self-defense submachine guns provided terrible continuous firepower. During the cleaning process from beginning to end, except for the crisp sound of the copper shell falling, the other party did not even scream!

After killing seven people along the way, they would rush down the second floor with their companions, sweep them all in two groups, and finally look down below. But they saw a group of thin men with open arms sitting around a large table, with cooked meat, peanuts and roasted chicken wrapped in oil paper all chewing, and there were also wine bottles placed on the ground casually. On the table, they drank with bloodshot eyes and screaming at the Paijiu!

Four cards and five or six people watching the fun. They stood and sat with their heads almost squeezed together. Under the yellow light bulbs, a scar-faced man sitting at the top was particularly conspicuous. He held the chicken legs in one hand and bit them vigorously. The other hand kept slapping the table with a "clang" and scolded him. He grabbed his furry chest from time to time, twisted the dust into a lump and flicked it everywhere.

"It's him, Gu Lao San!" The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. A fire broke out in Liu Banxia's eyes. Her body trembled slightly. She tightened the grip of the submachine gun, and suddenly jumped down. She shot in a series of "puff puff puff puff" in the sky, and the three men on their backs said nothing and fell down without saying a word!

Gu Laosan was having fun, and slapped him down, laughing: "He ***! Touch himself, all of them!"

The table shook, and then a large pool of red and white brain sprayed down, splashing down his head and face. A strong smell made his stomach and intestines surging on the spot and his throat was itchy, and he almost vomited it out! Just as he looked up, the few people next to him were all shot in the blink of an eye, and he groaned and could not die again!

Four strong black shadows rushed into front of him. Old San was stunned for a while, his body softened and knelt on the ground, raised his hand and screamed: "Good man! Have something to say!"

Liu Banxia stepped forward, lifted her mask and exposed her handsome face slightly black, and whispered: "Gou San, who do you recognize me?!"
Chapter completed!