There is an airport that has just been built in a small hidden valley. The airport is still as peaceful as in the past. Suddenly, a shrill alarm sounded. The seemingly peaceful airport suddenly had a stream of people pouring out from all directions.

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Some of them ran towards the hangar, some towards the combat conference room located under the aircraft tower, and some rushed towards the runway. They wanted to check and clean up those areas for the final time. Five minutes later, the war room was filled with people.

There were hundreds of pilots, and a colonel in a blue Air Force uniform stood on the stage in the war room.

He glanced at the audience with his sharp eyes and said: "Brothers, it takes a thousand days to raise troops but only a moment to use them. Our 61st Bomb Group has been training for so long. How well we train depends on today."

A call just came in, ordering us to take off immediately to bomb the Dalian Airport of the Japanese army in Dalian. I will personally lead this mission. The planes are all equipped with high-explosive bombs and alphabet bombs. We must level their airport."

"Yes!" When they heard that they were finally on a mission, the pilots who had been training for several months were like Popeye after eating spinach, screaming with excitement. When the pilots left the conference room, the ground crew

The personnel had already pulled out all the aircraft from the hangar. B-17G bombers were standing tall on the concrete-paved runway, and a group of ground crews were nervously loading bombs on them.

Since Jiang Qiang was copying the later model of the B-17G Flying Fortress, its short-range maximum bomb load reached an astonishing 7,983 kilograms. The ground crew was busy for nearly an hour before finally giving

All bombers are loaded with bombs.

At 11:00 noon, sixty-six flying fortresses loaded with bombs finally shook their wings and flew into the blue sky. At this time, Jinan City was still immersed in the joy of the upcoming military parade. Starting at 12:00 noon,

Citizens of Jinan City came to the Heroes' Square one after another. This 800-meter-long and 500-meter-wide square can accommodate nearly a million people for rallies and parades. This can be regarded as a grand gesture of Chief Su.

On the right side of the square is a newly built Martyrs' Shrine. In front of this building, which covers an area of ​​nearly 1,000 square meters, famous national heroes from ancient my country such as Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, Chen Tang, Li Jing, Yue Fei, etc. are enshrined. And behind it are It is dedicated to the memorial tablets of the Shandong Group Army soldiers who died from the Dahuang Mountain Police Force. The incense has been lingering here since the day it was built. It is also a place where Shandong soldiers and civilians pay their respects to the soldiers in the future.

Further to the west side of the square is the gate tower of Heroes Square. This place is open to people on weekdays, but today it was strictly blocked by groups of soldiers. Many important people will be there soon.

The task is to climb the city gate tower to watch the military parade.

Just as Shandong people began to gather at Heroes' Square, the 61st Bomb Group taking off from Liupingzhuang Airport had already flown over Longmensuo. This is where the Shandong army has accumulated heavy troops, with a division of troops stationed.

When the bomber group flew over Longmensuo, a group of aircraft also flew from the direction of Longkou. After a while, it merged with the bomber group to form a huge group. Together, they rose to an altitude of eight thousand meters and headed towards Dalian.

Fly to the airport.

Dalian Airport is very peaceful today. It has been very safe since it was occupied by the Japanese army. Even if the Shandong Army's planes flew over the airport several times, they were quickly driven away by the anti-aircraft artillery troops here. But today here

But a group of bad guests came.

Junichiro Oda is a sergeant in the anti-aircraft artillery unit at Dalian Airport. He manages a 60mm anti-aircraft gun. Junichiro Oda was born in Osaka and comes from a typical businessman family. His motto is this

There is nothing in the world that cannot be traded. Originally, Junichiro Oda's biggest wish after graduating from the Military Academy was to be transferred to serve in the Fourth Division, which is composed entirely of Osaka people. Unfortunately, he graduated from artillery in recent years.

There were fewer and fewer people in the department, so he was transferred to Dalian Airport as a small non-commissioned officer.

After lunch today, Junichiro Oda came to the artillery position. It was called to check the equipment, but actually he wanted to be lazy and find a place to sleep. Because the snoring in the barracks was the same as that of his clinical sergeant commander.

It was so loud that he had to find another place to sleep.

When Junichiro Oda arrived at the gun position, he sent several of his men to rest in a nearby air raid shelter with turbid air, while he occupied the most comfortable hammock next to the gun position.

"Ah! It's so comfortable!" Junichiro Oda, who was lying on the hammock, made a comfortable sound and stretched. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the roar of an airplane engine coming from the clouds.

Damn it, which squadron is this that just came back from a mission? No one is allowed to sleep at noon.

"Huh? No, that's not the sound of an imperial plane." Having served in the airport's anti-aircraft artillery unit for a long time, he could distinguish the sound of his country's planes with his eyes closed. Now the sound coming from the clouds was very deep, and it sounded

It is also very powerful, which is definitely not something that any imperial aircraft can emit.

"Enemy planes, large-scale air raid!" This thought flashed in Oda Junichiro's mind instantly, and he subconsciously rushed to the bomb hole next to him. Damn it, you can tell from the sound that the bombing was carried out

The scale is certainly unprecedented.

Sure enough, when Junichiro Oda ran to the entrance of the cave, dozens of aircraft with shrill screams appeared in the sky. The sound they made when they dived was very familiar to Junichiro Oda. It was the Vulture of the Chahar Air Force.

Tuca dive bomber.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong," the Stukas screamed and rushed downward at a nearly vertical angle. When they flew to a height of about two hundred meters, a dozen Stukas fell down from the belly.
Chapter completed!