The sunset poured down like molten gold, and the sky was dyed with a gentle red color, as if the whole world was wrapped in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

The Dragon Boat Festival stood quietly on the city wall. His eyes passed through the dark green lawn outside the city, crossed the sparkling stream, and frozen in the distant sky in the southeast.

The breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness in the evening, and gently stirring up the scattered hair on his forehead.

There was a faint, undetectable smile on the Dragon Boat Festival's face, and it seemed that he was looking forward to some kind of beauty, or thinking of something interesting.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind Dragon Boat Festival, but Ma Ping'an slowly walked into this quiet picture.

As he approached step by step, the afterglow of the setting sun jumped on his shoulders, adding a hint of golden light to him, adding a bit of warmth and affection.

"What are you looking at?"

Ma Ping'an's warm smile walked to the Dragon Boat Festival.

Dragon Boat Festival turned his head slightly to look at Ma Ping'an, then turned his head and said, "The Japanese's plane came from the southeast and walked from the southeast. I think these Japanese's planes are not the same as before."

Ma Ping'an nodded and said, "It should be a Japanese plane in the direction of Fengtian. I heard from the comrades in the organization that because the Japanese opened up a battlefield in central China, they drew a large number of troops, fighter planes, and supplies from the Northeast. I think the Japanese's air force may be too short of it."

Dragon Boat Festival nodded, and then said: "The Japanese bombing this time has brought us a lot of trouble. If the Japanese's Type 92 heavy machine gun was not unexpected, it would not pose much threat to the Japanese's plane."

Ma Ping'an asked back, "You mean, will the Japanese plane come again?"

The Dragon Boat Festival said: "Of course, the Japanese suffered such a big loss this time. Otherwise, they would not even be able to sleep. First, they bombed the station and found that the station had air defense weapons, so they immediately changed their tactics to bomb Phoenix City.

Phoenix City has no air defense weapons. If they succeed, they will continue to bomb until they razed Phoenix City to the ground."

Ma Ping'an frowned slightly and said, "What should I do? Are you evacuating Phoenix City now?"

Dragon Boat Festival narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he smiled and said, "I already have a plan."

Speaking of this, Dragon Boat Festival held its ear in Ma Ping'an's ear and said, "Let's do this, this, and then that, that......"

Ma Ping'an's eyes lit up after hearing this, but he didn't expect that he could do this.

So he shook his head and smiled, and followed the Dragon Boat Festival orders to execute.

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At the same time, the Japanese were busy at the airport in Fengtian.

The Japanese plane responsible for bombing Phoenix City has landed at the airport, and ground crews are stepping up the inspection and repair of the plane.

They or hand-held tools carefully check each rivet and screw under the wings to ensure the stability of the fuselage structure. Or drill into the narrow cabin and debug various instruments on the instrument panel to ensure that the aircraft's values ​​do not make any mistakes.

Accompanied by the sound of tool tapping from time to time, a tense and orderly maintenance picture is formed.

After the maintenance work was completed, a team of Japanese soldiers wearing greasy work clothes quickly took action and began to refuel the plane.

They skillfully operated the refueling truck and connected the long oil pipe to the interface of the aircraft's fuel tank. With the roar of the oil pump, clear aviation fuel was injected into the aircraft like a gurgling stream.

Meanwhile, another group of ground crews were busy moving the aviation bombs out of the warehouse and hanging them at the mount point of the plane.

They carefully aligned the hooks and made sure the locks were secure, so they dared to move away the pulley below with confidence.

This is a 250 kilogram aviation bomb. One of them accidentally fell and all of them had to go back to see their Amaterasu.

So the Japanese were very cautious when hanging aviation bombs.

As the bomb was loaded, the plane slowly slid towards the runway, and the engine roared, indicating that a new round of bombing was about to begin.

There was nothing to say along the way. Two hours later, when the Japanese pilot flew over Phoenix City, night had already fallen.

The Japanese looked for their goals in the endless mountains.

"Baga, if the enemy did not light the lights at night, we would probably not be able to find them."

A Japanese pilot complained that it was almost impossible to find their goals in the endless mountains.

The Japanese Flying Squadron Captain scolded: "God Amaterasu will bless us, so we will definitely find the enemy's position and don't say those discouraging words."

However, at this moment, another Japanese pilot said: "Sir, we should have arrived near Phoenix City, it may be right in front of us."

The Japanese Flight Squadron Leader said: "Please pay attention to it, and don't let go of even a trace of details."

"Hi!"

All the Japanese pilots were obeying the order, their eyes wider than copper bells and filled with blood.

I don’t know if it was their seriousness that touched Amaterasu or simply a coincidence that a Japanese man quickly discovered the light.

Although the light is not very bright, it has become the guiding light for the Japanese.

A Japanese pilot said excitedly: "Sir, I found it, right at 11 o'clock in the direction of ours."

"Yoxi!"

The Japanese Flight Squadron Captain was very happy, and he knew that Amaterasu would favor him.

"The coordinates have been confirmed, ready to drop bombs!"

With the order of the Japanese Flight Squadron Captain, several bombs cut through the night sky like meteors and rushed straight to Phoenix City.

Fierce explosions came one after another, and fires soared into the sky, illuminating the night sky.

At the same time, the Japanese fighter planes were not idle and fired from high altitude to the ground.

Although they couldn't see anything on such a night, they felt that they would always be the lucky one, and their bullets could hit the enemy with every shot!

The mission went very smoothly and there was almost no resistance.

When the last bomb landed and the last round of strafing was over, the Japanese pilots couldn't help but smile proudly.

"The guerrillas are vulnerable, this mission is simply too simple!"

A pilot shouted excitedly on the radio, his voice full of pride.

"Yes, this may be the easiest task I have to perform. A mere guerrilla team still needs to mobilize the empire's planes, which is simply a waste of talent."

Another Japanese man agreed, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the squadron leader of the Japanese Flying Squadron scolded: "Don't be too proud. There is an old saying in China that lions can fight rabbits with all their strength. What's more, the guerrillas. They all cheer up. Tonight, we will bomb this place three times and erase Phoenix City completely from the map. Do you understand?..."

"Hi!"
Chapter completed!