Landed safely at Hankou Airport.

I found the atmosphere a bit heavy.

It is probably related to the SB-2 bomber attack.

After losing so many aircraft and so many pilots at once, the Soviets were of course going to be furious.

It is estimated that they want to hold people accountable and challenge the government. Chiang Kai-shek will be under pressure.

This matter does reveal a lot of weirdness.

The Japanese fighter planes made a long-distance attack. The route and time were accurately determined.

There is no doubt that the information was definitely leaked.

Either there is a traitor.

Either the secret message has been deciphered.

Otherwise, such a thing cannot happen.

"Commissioner!"

Dushanlong came running over.

At the same time, he waved and summoned a black car.

Zhang Yong nodded.

"Commissioner, Commander Qian asks you to go to conference room No. 3 immediately after you return."

"good."

Zhang Yong got on the bus.

It's probably the Soviets who have launched an attack.

Commander Qian also felt the pressure and told him to come over quickly.

No, even the car is ready. This shows that time is indeed very tight. Every second counts.

drive.

Sure enough, the driver stepped on the accelerator furiously.

It only took three minutes to arrive at the VIP building.

parking.

get off.

Someone immediately led Zhang Yong to conference room No. 3.

The radar map showed that there were seven people in the conference room, sitting on both sides of the conference table.

There was only Commander Qian on one side. On the other side, there were six people.

I heard a roar in Russian. It was indeed questioning.

It is obvious that all responsibilities should be placed on the head of the National Air Force.

Commander Qian always remained silent.

Push the door.

Walk in slowly.

The roaring Russian stopped immediately.

Quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Yong.

"commander."

Zhang Yong stood at attention and saluted.

Commander Qian stood up with relief.

The cheeks that were originally very tight suddenly relaxed.

"Shaolong, sit over here."

"yes."

Zhang Yong walked over quickly.

I heard a low-pitched conversation in Russian on the other side.

"Is he Zhang Yong?"

"That's right. It's him. Zhang Yong. Also known as Shaolong."

"So young?"

"Yes! Too young. But it is indeed him."

"Let's see what explanation he can come up with."

Zhang Yong turned a deaf ear.

He went straight to Commander Qian and sat down.

The originally roaring Soviets became quiet. No one spoke.

They were all looking at Zhang Yong silently.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Zhang Yong doesn't need to speak. Just appear and he can silence everyone.

Performance is everything.

If you don't agree, go ahead.

"Shaolong, let me introduce you. This is General Dubuyev."

"Hello."

Zhang Yong stood up politely and extended his hand.

Dubev also stood up and stretched out his hand.

Shake hands. Greet.

let go.

Zhang Yong continued to stretch out his hand.

Shake hands with other Soviet representatives one by one.

Then sit down.

"Now that the professionals are here, well," Dubuyev said slowly, "Zhang, what do you think about leaking secrets?"

"My opinion is very simple. There is no need to investigate for the time being. We will take advantage of the situation." Zhang Yong replied calmly.

"What? No need to pursue it? This is a very serious leak."

"I think revenge is more important."

"revenge?"

"Yes. We use leak channels to send false information, and then lure the Japanese fighter planes to take the bait and kill them!"

"you……"

Representative Su looked at each other. Then his eyes gradually brightened.

Obviously, Zhang Yong's opinion moved them all.

Chasing leaks.

Close the loopholes.

That's all an afterthought. It's also time-consuming and labor-intensive.

However, if we follow Zhang Yong's suggestion and use false intelligence to attract the Japanese fighter planes, and then annihilate them...

It was so in line with the style of a fighting nation. They couldn't wait to see it like this.

What kind of hatred can be relieved by catching a few spies? The best way to relieve hatred is by shooting down Japanese fighter planes.

"Zhang, are you ready to operate?"

"You can think of the specific method yourself. However, as long as the Japanese fighter planes take the bait, I can detect them in advance and then launch a counterattack."

"good."

Dubuyev and others discussed in low voices.

Everyone agreed with this approach. Revenge must be taken as soon as possible.

"The leakage channel may not be at Lanzhou Airport..."
To be continued...