Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

"Happy New Year, comrades!"

At 3 o'clock in the morning on April 17, 1942, a certain Yongbei Airport in the Qilu Military Region of the Eighth Route Army.

In the dark night, the roar of an engine from far to near broke the original tranquility. A moment later, the bright headlights pierced the darkness, and more than twenty sleek-looking cars drove into the military camp.

"The old rule is, one person calls the other."

"Let's make a quick decision and try to return as soon as possible."

"You must remember that each bomber crew only needs to be called the captain, and other comrades will be responsible for the rest. Okay, everyone, let's start taking action! Let's all take action!"

After the convoy arrived at its destination, a group of soldiers ran toward the barracks not far away with flashlights without saying a word. They quickly found the target dormitory assigned before departure, and then pushed the door directly in.

Obviously, this is not the first time the pilots have encountered such an unexpected situation.

When the door to their own room was opened, most of them were ready to leave, and then left without saying a word with the people in front of them.

The above process only takes five minutes.

The convoy began to return the same way.

When everyone passed by the runway and apron, they saw the ground crew working hard.

Some of them manually inspect the four propellers on the strategic bomber, or charge the fighter's battery and warm up the engine.

Heavy bombs and napalm bombs were loaded into the magazine in an orderly manner by experienced armorers.

Boxes of machine gun ammunition belts that took several hours to fill were stuffed into the belly of the aircraft. They will be loaded into self-defense machine guns at various positions in the order of two armor-piercing rounds, two incendiary rounds and one tracer round.

Once a Japs pilot who is not afraid of death dares to fly a fighter into the sky to intercept or pursue, these weapons will let the Japs know what cruelty is.

This scene made the pilots in the Beetle extremely emotional. Some of the gentlemen even stood up from the back seats and shouted loudly to the ground crew:

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

"The Third Air Division will never let down everyone's efforts. We will definitely burn the flames of war to the enemy's homeland. Blood debts must be paid with blood, with their people, their land, and their blood!"

"Okay! I'll wait for you to come back!"

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After ten minutes of journey, the convoy finally arrived at its destination.

When a group of pilots entered the combat conference room one after another, they were greeted by 01, 02, 03 and the three senior commanders of the Air Force.

At this time, they gathered in front of a table and were circulating a set of information with serious faces.

"Everyone, please take a seat. We will have a meeting when everyone is here."

"I know what you are thinking and what you are guessing. In a few minutes, I will personally announce the final answer! So please keep quiet and don't whisper in the conference room."

The superior's opening remarks immediately turned the originally noisy scene into silence.

The pilots suppressed their excitement and sat on their stools to wait for further instructions.

After all the captains were in place, 103 stood up from his seat. He first nodded to the five people around him, and then walked towards the wall with the military map hanging on it.

On the large map, there is a round-trip route for bombers marked with ribbons, as well as the area where anti-aircraft artillery and fighter jets may intercept.

The route is very detailed, and even the emergency landing points and parachute escape procedures along the way are included in that part of the Republic of China.

"The target of this operation! It is Tokyo, as well as the Hashishima waters southwest of Hiroshima! We are going to bomb the Japanese capital! And their proud first battleship fleet!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room reached its peak instantly.

Even though the superiors had just emphasized meeting discipline, the comrades just couldn't keep calm. The composure and calmness of the past seemed to be forgotten by everyone.

However, LYL did not get angry today. Listening to the cheers and shouts at the scene, he even had an imperceptible smile on his face.

This is bombing the enemy's homeland. Which soldier can refuse this mission of revenge and honoring the ancestors!

If he hadn't been airsick and had not received professional training, he would have fought for a position as a self-defense machine gunner and followed the bomber formation to ride on the enemy's face.

After a while, LYL first looked at his watch to confirm the time, and then knocked on the table to maintain order.

"Okay! It's almost done! Please be quiet! Everything I say next is important, and everyone must listen carefully!"

After finishing speaking, 103 pointed at the map with the target in his hand and said in a serious tone:

"Look clearly, these are the enemy's anti-aircraft gun positions. I have marked their specific distribution locations on the map."

"The difficulty of this mission lies in precise coordination. The two large formations need to arrive at the bombing site at the same time. Only in this way can we achieve maximum results with minimum losses."

“As for the weather, God is on our side and it’s sunny at both destinations!

Weather is the most important air combat factor in the current era.

The reason why the Eighth Route Army Air Force chose to concentrate bombing during the day is because the army's most advanced long-range strategic bombers are equipped with high-end products such as Norton sights.

As long as the mission location is cloudless, the soldiers' incredible offensive efficiency will definitely cause heavy losses to the Japanese.

After instructing all the precautions, 103 began to distribute scaled-down military maps, photos of the fleet stationed on the island and Tokyo, and other auxiliary materials to the captains.

After all the procedures were completed, he looked around, as if he wanted to imprint everyone's faces in his heart.

"Everyone knows about the paper bombing of preserved fruits."

"Although that operation did not cause any casualties to the enemy, there is a sentence in the leaflet that I like very much, and I hope everyone can keep it in mind."

"Your country invaded China and committed serious crimes. If you don't punish me, millions of leaflets will turn into kiloton bombs. This time, our Eighth Route Army will fulfill the Chinese promise!" (End of Chapter)