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Chapter 378 Blue Blood in the Sky

 Cheng Qianfan made a cup of coffee.

There was a hint of tiredness on his face.

He had almost no rest last night. He only came to catch up on defense at around five o'clock in the morning and had less than two hours of "returning sleep."

"Which one?" he asked Hao Zai.

"Tongfu Hotel." Hao Zai said.

Cheng Qianfan's tired eyes seemed to be radiating light, and his expression became solemn.

"Interesting." Cheng Qianfan raised a smile and nodded.

Previously, Hao Zai said that he had led a team to inspect many hotels rented in Zhabei, including 'Hongyun Hotel, Damin Hotel, Limin Hotel, Good Luck Hotel, Wenjia Hotel, and Baiyun Hotel'.

However, the latest intelligence now shows that the Japanese Rangers are not in those hotels, but have a new name:

Tongfu Hotel.

Unexpectedly, this fat man Fei was secretly plotting against Chen Cang.

Cheng Qianfan speculated that during the first meeting with the Japanese, he should have identified Tongfu Hotel as a hidden stronghold for the Japanese.

With his familiarity with the jurisdiction, he had already made a suitable choice in his mind. The subsequent inspections he led were mostly for the purpose of concealment and confusion.

"What's the reason for locking Tongfu Hotel?" Cheng Qianfan picked up the coffee cup and drank most of the coffee in one gulp. The black coffee without sugar was extremely bitter in the mouth, and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Team leader Mingjian." Hao Zai said with admiration, "After receiving your reminder, we focused on the purchasing situation of hotels in Sichuan Hongbang area and found that Tongfu Hotel, which usually has a relatively average business, suddenly purchased a large amount of rice and vegetables.

There’s bacon.”

"Brothers outside the hotel got word from the hotel boy. Last night, more than 20 guests came to the hotel, all of them men." Hao Zai paused and thought for a while, "The number should be 23.

Between 25 people, the details need further confirmation."

"Didn't the hotel clerk find it strange that there were more than twenty grown men?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"The boys also felt something was wrong, but the boss told them that these were national troops hiding in the hotel to fight the Japanese." Hao Zai said.

Cheng Qianfan cursed "cunning" in a low voice.

Hao Zai thought Cheng Qianfan was scolding the Japanese for being cunning, but he didn't know that the team leader was scolding Li Li for being cunning.

In Cheng Qianfan's opinion, these methods are most likely to be laborious.

"Keep an eye on Tongfu Hotel." Cheng Qianfan tapped his fingers on the table and said in a deep voice, "However, we must pay attention to safety and concealment. No one is allowed to act rashly without my order."

"Understood!" Hao Zai nodded solemnly.



After Hao Zai went out, Cheng Qianfan rubbed his eyebrows.

Just as he feared, once a local snake like Li Li becomes determined to become a traitor, it will be extremely harmful.

There are more than 20 people in Eguchi's special operations team. These personnel should be elites of the Japanese army.

There are more than 20 people, almost equivalent to half a squad of the Japanese army.

On the frontal battlefield, a Japanese squad could almost eat up a company of the Chinese army, or even hold it against a battalion of the Chinese army.

So, if this half-detachment of elite Japanese soldiers suddenly sneaks out from the hinterland of the Chinese army in an anxious battle situation, the combat effectiveness it can unleash will be extremely astonishing, and it may even be able to change the situation of the local war.

This "huge threat" Japanese Special Rangers must be eliminated.

However, Cheng Qianfan was very clear about the situation of the Shanghai Special Intelligence Group he led. Considering the strong combat effectiveness of the Jiangguchi Rangers, if the Special Intelligence Group took action, the most likely result would be heavy casualties and failure of the operation.

Cheng Qianfan decided to report the information and his own considerations to the Xufuxiang Secret Service Headquarters and asked Director Dai Chunfeng to make a decision.



"Outside the number, out of the way, the Chinese and Japanese armies fought fiercely, and Brigadier Huang Mei Xing of the National Army died for his country!"

In the afternoon, Li Hao drove Inspector Xiao Cheng home from get off work.

Cheng Qianfan sat in the back seat and rested with his eyes closed.

At this time, the newsboy's cries came.

"Stop the car." Cheng Qianfan opened his eyes, "Haozi, go buy a newspaper."

"Okay, Brother Fan."

Li Hao stopped the car, got out and bought a newspaper.

"Huang Meixing, commander of the 264th Brigade of the 88th Division of the National Army, commanded his troops to besiege the Japanese troops defending Chizhi University. Facing the powerful offensive, the Japanese troops in Chizhi University began to fight and flee towards Shanghai Law School.

Later, Brigadier Huang personally led his men to attack and charge to the Bazi Bridge. Unfortunately, he was shot and died heroically for his country. Brigadier Huang's Mei Xing will be immortal!"

Cheng Qianfan closed the newspaper and remained silent for a long time.



At this moment, Hongkou.

The air forces of China and Japan are fighting to the death.

After their tryst, Peter and Ruth returned to the rooftop of Sassoon House.

The other British, French and Americans were joking about the two of them, smoking cigars, drinking red wine, pointing at the fight in the sky and commenting on it.

"The Chinese Air Force is smarter than in the morning." A British commentator said.

The Northrop 2EC light bombers of the Chinese Air Force once again bombed key targets such as the OUHK Cotton Mill.

It seems that the Chinese Air Force has learned the lesson from the morning. This time, the Chinese Air Force is equipped with a prompt fuze bomb, which will explode immediately after hitting the target. The results are better than the delayed fuze bomb in the morning.

"That Chinese bomber is going to be doomed." A French man held a telescope in his hands and shouted excitedly.



This is a Northrop 2EC light bomber of the Chinese Air Force, with the number 907 on the fuselage.

The bomber had just completed dropping bombs and was preparing to continue shooting at the ground, but it did not notice that it had been targeted by a Japanese Nakajima Type 95 water reconnaissance aircraft.

The Chinese Air Force Hawker fighter jets responsible for the escort still needed to complete the attack mission. At this time, the enemy aircraft was not discovered at the first time.

The Japanese planes were condescending and launched a surprise attack on the Chinese bombers.

The bullet instantly penetrated the windshield of Unit 907.

"Yunge, I've been shot." Zhu Hongxin, who was piloting a fighter plane, was shot in the arm and reported the situation to fighter gunner Sheng Yunge, "Shoot, you keep shooting, I'm going to return. Whether we can make it back alive depends on our luck.

"

Zhu Hongxin felt like he heard his comrade's answer, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

At this time, the Japanese aircraft quickly climbed up after acquiring it.

A National Army Hawker III fighter jet arrived and opened fire to completely drive away the Japanese aircraft.

Zhu Hongxin endured his gunshot wounds and struggled to make an emergency landing at Hongqiao Airport.

After opening the machine cover, Zhu Hongxin struggled to crawl out, and Paoze on the ground quickly helped him out.

"Yunge." Zhu Hongxin shouted loudly. On the way back, he realized that he had not heard the sound of Shengyunge, and he was worried all the time.

"Yunge."

At this moment, Zhu Hongxin heard the cries of grief from others.

He struggled to get closer to see:

Shengyun Pavilion has been sacrificed.

His hands were still holding the machine gun tightly.

Zhu Hongxin's eyes turned red and he kept calling Shengyunge's name.

Sad news came one after another.

After being shot, a Chinese fighter plane crashed near Changzhou on its way back. The fighter pilot Li Chuanmeng, a 23-year-old young man from Liling, Hunan, died for his country.


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