Su's father is a meteorology expert, and on his suggestion the air raid was scheduled for the night of April 17.

This is the first battle of the 6th Corps Flying Squadron. In order to ensure the successful completion of the mission and to show the Chinese Air Force's style, this operation was led by Zhou Yingshan and Zhang Aiguo, who have the best flying skills.

Taiyuan Airport has been under martial law a few days ago. This night, the airport runway was brightly lit, and 15 Hawker III aircraft slowly rolled out of the hangar and slid onto the runway.

Under the command of the tower, the aircraft took off in an orderly manner.

15 heavily armed aircraft formed a flight formation over the airport, flying slowly towards the target like predators in the dark.

The plane had disappeared into the dark night sky, but Chen Cheng, Xie Chengrui and Wu Zhan were still looking at the direction of disappearance and did not look back for a long time.

Their eyes are full of expectation, and occasionally there will be a trace of nervousness and apprehension, but the latter two emotions will soon dissipate without a trace.

"Now that the flying squadron is out, the Japanese will definitely be on guard in the future. It is impossible to carry out such an attack again. Let Brother Jiang come back soon." Chen Cheng said with some worry:

"The dignified second-level general of the army, the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Corps, is not commanding the troops in the rear, and what is he doing deep in the enemy's rear?

It's his first offense, so I won't punish him this time. If he does it next time, I will definitely report it to the chairman of the committee, and he will definitely not suffer the consequences."

Xie Chengrui and Wu Zhan hurriedly said yes with quite respectful expressions. No one in the entire second theater except Jiang Dong, the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Corps, dared to look down on Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng glanced at the dark night sky again and said with a serious face:

"I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight. You continue to watch and report the results to me as soon as they come out. The chairman of the committee is also looking forward to it!"

After saying that, he left the airport and returned to the Second Theater Command.

Xie Chengrui and Wu Zhan had moved their headquarters to the airport. After Chen Cheng left, they began to send reports to various guidance groups on the route to officially start the guidance work.

At the same time, the news of the plane's departure was sent to Jiangdong so that Peiping could prepare.

As expected, it was a cloudless night with the bright moon hanging high.

Despite this, aircraft without advanced communication and navigation technology are still flying blind, the ground is pitch black, and even the light like fireflies is extremely difficult to see.

After flying eastward for about two minutes, Zhou Yingshan discovered the guidance signal on the ground.

It was a burning fiery red arrow. When viewed from the sky, the arrow was extremely clear, as if it had been branded on the earth with a soldering iron.

After successfully discovering the guidance signal, Zhou Yingshan, Zhang Aiguo and other pilots exhaled heavily. This crucial problem of guidance was solved, and the probability of successfully completing the mission was greatly increased.

On the route from Taiyuan to Beiping, burning arrows are seen one after another, just like the footprints left by Pangu among the mountains when the world was created.

In order to ensure that the navigation signals on the ground can be seen clearly, the flight altitude of the aircraft is not high, and the roar of the engine is as faint as the muffled thunder in the sky.

On some high mountains, Zhou Yingshan even saw ground guides waving bright burning torches towards them.

The young pilots smiled and shook their wings even though they knew that the ground personnel could not see the plane.

The signal keeps extending, and Peiping is at the end of the signal.

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"The squadron is expected to arrive over Peiping at 2 a.m., and the arson operation will begin at 1:50 a.m. Remember, mark the target as clearly as possible, which will help increase the hit rate of the air strike."

Jiang Dong looked at everyone and said solemnly:

"We only have half an hour after the air strike begins. Once the time is up, all units must retreat immediately regardless of whether the mission is completed or not.

Each group brings a walkie-talkie to keep in touch in time. If they are surrounded by Japanese troops, you know what to do!"

Song Li, Chen Zhengyue and others nodded firmly, no one showed any hesitation.

Jiang Dong looked at Lu Jiu and asked:

"Can the retreat route be absolutely safe?"

Lu Jiu nodded,

"Commander-in-Chief, don't worry. We only opened this evacuation channel in the past two months. Very few people know about it, and its safety is guaranteed."

Jiang Dong nodded,

"The things snatched from the Joint Reserve Bank are hidden in Peiping first. We have limited manpower. It is not a wise move to retreat with these heavy metals. We will transport them out in batches after the news has passed. Safety is the first priority."

Lu Jiu nodded to express his understanding!

Jiangdong raised his arm,

"Start checking the clock now, the time is 1:03 in the morning!"

After the watch was over, everyone looked at Jiangdong. Jiangdong grabbed the shotgun and said in a strong voice:

"action!"

"yes!"

The first squadron of the Hunter Brigade has a total of more than 200 soldiers. Including the military intelligence operations personnel in Peiping, there are more than 300 soldiers participating in tonight's operation.

More than 300 people were engaged in a large-scale operation at the center of the Japanese army in North China. The number of people seemed small, but in fact it was not.

The most important thing about tonight's operation is to guide and create chaos, not to fight bloody battles with little devils. The number of people has little impact on the operation.

On the contrary, if there are too many people, it will increase the burden on the retreat.

There are multiple targets for the operation, but there are only two places that require force to attack. One is the intelligence agency where He Dingyuan is hiding, and the other is the Joint Reserve Bank.

More than 400 black figures walked through the streets and alleys in the darkness and arrived at the combat position at the scheduled time.

The chief of staff of the North China Front, Oshirodo Sanji, had been looking gloomy these days. After killing Qi Xieyuan, Jiangdong and his agents disappeared once again, leaving not even a trace of their scent behind.

The intelligence agency has been investigating for many days, but has found basically no valuable clues.

This made the Chief of Staff very worried and could not sleep at night.

He could vaguely feel that Jiangdong was planning a bigger action, which would cause irreparable losses to the imperial army.

Ojoto Sanji was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and the bed board creaked under the pressure of his slightly fat body.

"Your Excellency, the general, will be back tomorrow, and the troops from the base camp will arrive soon. Jiangdong, Jiangdong, please bear with us for two more days. We will have a showdown in two days!"

His Excellency the Chief of Staff was lying on the bed mumbling to himself.

In order to have a good spirit tomorrow, he forced himself to fall asleep. After a while, his brain and thoughts began to become drowsy.

It was almost 2 o'clock in the morning. Except for those on duty and those who had insomnia, the Japanese and puppet troops in North China gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness surrounding the ammunition depot, train station, North China Government Affairs Commission, and North China Front Army Headquarters, pairs of clear eyes emerged from the darkness, and their eyes were partly cold and partly playful.

At the same time, the night air began to carry a faint smell of gasoline.

"North China Japanese Army Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department", although it is almost early in the morning, there are still Japanese people who are keen on research immersed in the laboratory.

The wailing of humans and the screams of various animals could be faintly heard in the laboratory. In the silent night, these sounds seemed so powerless and sad, like lonely souls wandering or ghosts hovering in the night.

The Japanese soldiers responsible for security guards have long been accustomed to these sounds. They squint their eyes and doze off, shrink their necks from time to time, and tighten their collars. Their days are dull and boring, without any disturbance.

The tip of a half-asleep Japanese soldier's nose moved slightly. He frowned and opened his eyes. The peculiar smell in the air made him look confused.

The Japanese soldier shook his head, rubbed his nose, and then sniffed the air like a hunting dog. His brows gradually widened, and the doubts in his eyes became stronger.

"gasoline?"

The soldier walked out of the gate of the Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department and took a look at the cold streets. The surrounding area was quiet, and there were no people in the dim lights. However, the smell was getting stronger and stronger, so strong that it would make people sneeze when they breathed in.

Perhaps because he had been on duty for too long and his brain was not clear, the soldier had not yet thought of dangerous words such as attack or arson!

Suddenly, the night wind seemed cooler and stronger.

The Japanese soldier looked towards the street against the wind, and saw a human-shaped black shadow flashing away in the dim light, and then there seemed to be a rustling sound of a match being struck between heaven and earth.

The sound seemed far away and near, real and illusory.

The night got deeper, the wind got stronger, and waves of coolness swept over me.

The Japanese soldier held the gun in his hand and made a vigilant gesture.

"call!"

If there is a roar in the dark night, the little sparks turn into flames that reach into the sky.

Tongues of fire spread around the periphery of the epidemic prevention and water supply department, like a burning fire dragon, growing larger and more powerful.

The soldier stared blankly at the flames whizzing past his feet, looking a little dazed, as if he couldn't believe what was happening at the moment.

Flames quickly surrounded the entire epidemic prevention and water supply department, and the flames shot into the sky.

"It's on fire, it's on fire..."

Frightened sounds could be heard one after another, and the Japanese soldiers scrambled to find tools to extinguish the fire.

All the houses outside the Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department were ignited by the fire. With the help of the whistling night wind, the burning flames began to rush towards the wall of the Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department.

The residents who were affected by the flames rushed out of the room crying and screaming. Under the firelight, everything was in chaos.

While the fire broke out outside the Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department, fires also broke out outside the train station, ammunition depot, front army headquarters, North China Government Affairs Commission and other areas.

The firelight dyed the sky in Beiping blood red, and this was destined to be a sleepless night of killing.

Nine out of ten houses in the city are made of wooden structures. With such a fire, the whole city may be destroyed. Many people knelt on the street crying and crying.

But the burning flames did not spread. They seemed to be imprisoned by something. People running around and shouting and busy gradually discovered that the fire only burned around the Japanese military facilities and showed no signs of spreading to other places.

Those who suffered the disaster were more than 200 households closest to the Japanese military facilities.
To be continued...