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 put wax on 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 words 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 commander of the military, 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 good, and he finished a deep-fried dough stick in a short time. He took a sip of soy milk, picked up an egg, knocked it on the table, and peeled the shell while saying:

"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 giving me a 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 begun 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, woke up early in the morning to eat glutinous rice balls.

As a result, everyone was gone.”

This sounds a little unlucky.

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care either: "Yeah, don't eat in a hurry... There used to be an emperor, Emperor Liu Yu of the Song Dynasty, who could eat two large pots of meat in one meal, and he was strangled to death at the age of thirty-three... Let's

It's a big feast today. If you rush, you might choke like me just now. Take your time, take your time."

He said this, 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 Phoenix 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 asked the Aviation Commission for instructions 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 National 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 19th, we took off from Hankou Wangjiadun Airport and arrived at Ningbo Lishe Airport to replenish fuel and carry out the bombing mission!"

"This mission is related to whether it can inspire the determination of the people across the country to fight to the end. The bombing squadron in particular 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 in Chengdu to help you celebrate!"

"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!"

"What a great athlete!" Zhou Zhirou exclaimed loudly, "Now, sign up!"

"China Air Force, Captain Xu Huansheng of the Special Bombing Squadron!"

"China Air Force, Deputy Captain of 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. I am determined and unswerving. Han and traitors cannot stand together. 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 a soldier, and die as a soldier's soul."

The Chinese Air Force, headed by Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo, read out their oath loudly!

Zhou Zhirou never let go of 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?"
To be continued...