Martin said, turning around and starting to go back, taking the gas and leaving the bomber.

Almost at the same time as they climbed down, Brad also stepped on the brakes, and jumped out one after another with a young soldier with a mohawk sitting in the passenger seat.

"It seems you all know each other"

Brad and the Mohican warrior were arm-in-arm and said, "This is my friend Victor. He is a reporter and a retired veteran who participated in the Battle of Guam. He was a medic at the time."

"Crack!"

Before Brad could say anything, the young soldier with a mohawk saluted seriously, "Sir, I am Ryan Butler, the bombardier of Dumbo!"

"Hello, Ryan."

Wei Ran had to return the military salute and then shook hands with the other party.

"As he introduced himself, he is Ryan." Brad said calmly.

"It's Honest Ryan"

Jerry corrected him with a wink, "He is a young guy who blushes and stutters when holding hands with public girlfriends in the club, but he is also the soul of Dumbo."

"That's right!"

Jerry also introduced enthusiastically and vulgarly, "Ryan's bomb-dropping skills are very good. Give him a chance, and he can really drop an aerial bomb into Mr. Tojo Sakuraji's asshole."

Whether it was because of ridicule or praise, the face of the young soldier named Ruian turned red, and he looked at a loss.

"Stop making fun of Ryan"

Brad said, and distributed several film seal tubes to everyone, "These are enough for you to have fun all night, Robert. Remember to find a clean girl for Ryan tonight."

"Is there a bombing mission?" Robert asked, taking the small gift that belonged to him.

"Maybe tonight, the captain and the others have already gone to listen to the mission briefing."

Before he finished speaking, Ryan had already climbed into the cabin and very politely invited Brad and Wei Ran to follow him.

“I still don’t feel comfortable leaving this job to two reporters.”

Ryan said, "So at least let me give you a brief training."

"Just train Victor," Brad said. "When I dropped bombs on the B17, you were still practicing skydiving."

"If you were him, I guess you don't like others saying that to you." Wei Ran reminded with a smile, while looking directly at Brad.

"Sorry, it's my fault."

Brad immediately realized something and followed Wei Ran to the driver's seat and patiently listened to Ryan's meticulous introduction and training.

"How about letting me drop the bomb for the first time?" Wei Ran asked after the simple training was over.

"You?" Brad and Ryan looked at Wei Ran in surprise.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I can't drop aerial bombs on the territory of the United States," Weiyan said with his hands spread.

"Then I'll let you come first," Brad said nonchalantly, "Help me install the aerial camera later, and I'll go to the bomb bay."

"I owe you once" Wei Ran bumped fists with the other party.

"Help me develop the negatives when I get back." Brad immediately used the favor owed to Wei Ran.

"Deal" Wei Ran bumped fists with the opponent again.

"You two, please don't get me into trouble," Ryan said slightly nervously, "I don't want to be sent to a military court."

"No way"

Brad said, "Even if there is trouble, Charles and the others will testify that it is because you suffered from acute enteritis. Don't forget, Victor used to be a medic."

"If you are willing, I can even do an appendix surgery for you before the bombing starts." Wei Ran said kindly, "This way you can..."

"You'd better let me go"

Ryan, who has the reputation of being an honest man, begged with a sad face. He really didn't want to hand over his job to two such unreliable bastards, but Brad gave him too much money.

The bombing training in the cabin had just ended, and an overcrowded jeep also drove over from a distance.

"It's Charles and the others who are back." Ryan recognized the people in the jeep at a glance, "Let's go to the tent."

Hearing this, Wei Ran and Brad looked at each other, immediately left the cabin, and walked with gunner Martin and others to the tent where they rested last night.

"Take off will begin at 5:35 this evening."

Charles, who arrived first, waited for the Weifan people to come in, and immediately said, "This bombing is different from the past. Dumbo will carry 7 short-ton cluster incendiary bombs and perform night bombing at a low altitude of 5,000 feet."

Before Charles finished speaking, the co-pilot Baker also used a pencil to draw a super-large X on the spread aeronautical map, "Pathfinder will use the M47 to draw an

Three o'clock position."

As he spoke, Baker drew a circle on the right side of X with a pen, "Brad, Victor, no matter who of you comes to experience the fun of Bombardier, Bob will remind you.

You don’t need to be too precise in your aim this time, as long as you can drop all the cluster incendiary bombs in the target airspace and ensure that no fire is visible in the bombsight before dropping them."

"If only I had such a simple request when I dropped the bomb for the first time," Ryan and Brad said almost in unison.

"I will complete the mission well," Weiran promised with a smile, "I will not waste any aerial bombs."

"Let's talk about our troubles next."

Charles said, "First of all, at a height of 5,000 feet, we will definitely encounter heavy mortar attacks. Baker and I will do our best to avoid the artillery fire, and leave the rest to God."

"At this height, the nuclear fighter jets might bite us, but we can only have tail turrets this time, and I'm not sure Brad can deal with the enemy planes that might bite us," Baker continued.

"I'm on the plane too" Brad's simple words dispelled most of his worries.

"The third question, we are doing a single bombing this time"

Charles continued, "So Victor, we dropped the bombs quickly. After the bombing was completed, we immediately left Tokyo Airlines and returned."

"If there is an accident on our plane, there will be submarines waiting for us in the surrounding waters." Baker said, "Even so, everyone should carry a pistol."

"Just say what you want to say."

Charles stood up and said, "Friends, it's time for us to send the bomb in."

"Damba!"

All the crew members shouted in unison.

"Someone didn't join us," Charles reminded with a smile.

"Damba!"

This time, everyone including Weiran and Brad joined the cheering ranks.

After the simple "sacrifice ceremony", everyone ran towards the bomber not far away. With the cameras raised by Weiyan and Brad again and again, they busily and orderly placed 40 E46 cluster incendiary bombs with warm blessings written on them.

Sent into the belly of the bomber.

"Charles, can you give us two safety pull-tab streamers?" Brad asked after everyone finished their work, "We want to keep them as souvenirs."

"certainly"

Charles generously handed two safety pin pull-tab ribbons to Weiyan and Brad respectively.

"Then let's take a group photo of the Dumbo crew?" Weiyan said while putting away the streamer.

"This is a request that cannot be refused"

Charles happily agreed and asked the crew members to stand in two rows on the side of Dumbo, allowing Weiyan and Brad to take a group photo for them.

"I'll take another picture of you before we leave," Brad said, putting away the camera, "to prove that Ryan got on the plane."

"I can see that you often do this kind of thing." Baker joked with a smile.

"After all, we are flying bombers. Whether B17 or B29, they have plenty of space in the cabin, right?"

As Brad spoke, he had already called on the Wenyan to help lift the heavy aerial camera off the jeep, and then installed it on the bracket of the bomb bay with the help of the gunners acting as ground crew.

When everything was ready, Brad took Weiran into a jeep and temporarily left Dumbo, hiding in a tent on the edge of the airport.

"I just stopped by to get some lunch."

Brad said as he took out two lunch boxes and two bottles of Coke buried in ice bags from the jeep.

"If you are worried about the failure of the bombing, you can let me go first." Brad said kindly.

"I'll do it"

As Wei Ran spoke, he put a piece of meat pie into his mouth that was still fresh and tasted pretty good. While chewing it, he muttered vaguely in Chinese that Brad couldn't understand.

"I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"What did you say?" Brad looked blankly at Wei Ran, who had a good appetite.

"I said, it would be nice if I had some hot sauce."

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of hot sauce from the flight suit he brought, unscrewed it, and poured a dollop of red Tabasco hot sauce on the steak.

"Give me some too!" Brad stretched out his dinner plate with great interest.

“BBQ and hot sauce are a perfect match”

Wei Ran poured the other party a dollop of red hot sauce and muttered something in his native language again.
Chapter completed!