Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2348 Three or four?

Shengjing, Mr. Peng’s office.

Ta da, da da

His leather shoes were in close contact with the ground in the room. Mr. Zhang kept turning around, his eyes occasionally looking at the wall clock.

Mr. Peng, however, sat on a chair with his eyes closed, resting.

I rushed here by plane yesterday and was woken up early this morning. I was very sleepy.

Thinking about the situation he would face next, Mr. Peng forced himself to rest so that he could deal with everything.

Da da
Mr. Zhang walked for a while, and then saw Mr. Peng resting with his eyes closed. He wanted to ask something, but didn't know how to start.

I could only sit aside, pick up the plan I had prepared, and perfect it again.

I just watched it once and didn't want to read it anymore.

These plans are all put forward. Whether it is crossing the river or crossing the line, Baiju can do it at the moment. But if it is to cross the sea to realize the feat of a one-day tour of Edo, it depends on the situation.

Therefore, this plan is of no use at all right now.

It's such a waste of my hard work.

After carefully putting down the information, Mr. Zhang looked at Mr. Peng again. Seeing that he did not make any move, he could only close his eyes helplessly.

Just sleep together.

Just as I closed my eyes, I heard the phone ringing on the table.

Just as Mr. Zhang opened his eyes, he heard Mr. Peng's voice.

Old Zhang quickly opened his eyes and stood up, then rushed over in three or two steps.

"Old Zheng, what's going on?"

Mr. Peng's voice was still a little hoarse, and then he heard the voice on the phone, and at the same time asked Mr. Zhang to get paper and pen.

Mr. Zhang immediately took the information about Zhuoshan, flipped through it and placed it in front of Mr. Peng, while preparing a pen.

"Boss Peng, time is urgent, so I will use the emergency line."

Director Zheng's voice was filled with excitement. President Peng glanced at his watch and calculated in his mind: five and a half hours.

Although it was half an hour shorter than the scheduled time, it was all worth it as long as the information was accurate.

"You said."

"Okay, after we decoded the intelligence, this intelligence was sent to four places in total."

"After we deciphered them, we found out that they are the garrison bases in Nan'an, Dayuan, the garrison bases in the island country, and the base in South Goguryeo."

"Four bases, facing four directions, the targets are our third-line positions in the south, the Shanghai base, the area around Sijiu City, and the northeastern region where you are."

"The specific purpose is to collect intelligence information. A lot of our information has been detected by the enemy recently, especially the third-line projects in inland areas."

"Where's the time?"

Mr. Peng quickly wrote down the information on paper and then asked.

"Time: 1pm today, same start time."

"a little?"

Mr. Peng wrote something down and then subconsciously looked at the wall clock.

Twelve five.

"Why so much in advance?"

As usual, there is at least two and a half hours of preparation time.

Hearing Mr. Peng's question, Director Zheng said embarrassedly, "Mr. Peng, it's impossible for the other party to follow the same line of thought. Eight hours is just our guess."

"Obviously, the other party's computer processing power is more powerful than we thought. We need to..."

"Okay, let's talk about this later. I'm busy now."

After saying that, Mr. Peng hung up the phone and immediately looked at the information he had recorded.

Mr. Zhang also leaned over to take a closer look. Although there was not much information, it was very useful.

"Let's go to the headquarters."

President Peng stood up, and the two of them walked quickly towards the command center, one in front and one behind.

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As President Peng entered the command center, the door behind him slammed shut. Several armed guards stood around, making the atmosphere in the whole room solemn.

Many staff officers stood up; they had already sensed that a storm was about to come.

"I command."

When Mr. Peng arrived, he had already prepared a rough draft in his mind. As soon as he stood up, he immediately spoke, "Immediately calculate the time it takes to take off from Nan'annan, Dayuan, the island country, and the South Goguryeo base to arrive in my territory."

"The target is to depart at one o'clock. I want an approximate time period."

"Second, order all bases to prepare for battle. All actions must be carried out in compliance with orders."

"Third, all units must continue to carry out their missions according to Plan No. 2 and must not slack off."

"Yes!"

There were shouts in the command center, and then everyone took action.

"Boss Peng, this time the other party set out at the same time, but the order of entry must be different. We need to be prepared."

Mr. Zhang reminded him from the side, and Mr. Peng nodded.

Then he said calmly, "I know this. The other side dispatched four planes this time. According to the pre-station estimate, if we can shoot down one, it will be an explanation. If we can shoot down two, it will be considered as completing the mission. If we can shoot down three, it will be exceeding the mission."

Zhang Lao's eyes widened when he heard this, and then he asked, "What if we shoot down four?"

"Four?"

President Peng suddenly turned his head to look at Mr. Zhang. He had never thought about this question.

After all, this sneak attack is not an easy matter.

Up to now, after a long period of planning, he had only dared to ensure the results of two planes.

As for the third one, it depends on luck.

Being able to launch two successful sneak attacks at the same time is already a very small chance.

If you succeed three times, it's impossible unless the other party is a fool.

But which pilot who can fly a Blackbird is a fool?

So, when Mr. Zhang said this, Mr. Peng turned around and slapped him.

If all four are shot down, wouldn’t the enemy go crazy?
Isn't the world going crazy?

Obviously, the world is not going crazy.

So, we can only say that Lao Zhang is crazy.

Seeing that Mr. Peng ignored him, Mr. Zhang also knew the difficulty of this. He smiled bitterly and walked to the chief of staff to check the intelligence.

Soon, the Chief of Staff came to General Peng with a set of data, and the three of them looked at the intelligence together. "General Peng, according to our calculations, the four bases will take off at one o'clock, and the fastest one is Nan Annan, which will arrive at around 1:10 pm."

"The next is Shengjing, around 1:20."

"Then in Shanghai, around 1:30."

"The last one is Sijiucheng, around one forty-five."

The Chief of Staff explained the specific content of the intelligence, and General Peng nodded. "Order it down. All radar observation stations should start working half an hour in advance. The militia, security departments, and troops in all places should be under full martial law. No accidents should occur."

"Yes!"

Sijiu City, base.

Yang Xiaotao was chatting with Mr. Qian about computer research.

At first, the two of them talked about calculators, but they became more and more interested and soon moved on to computer research.

Mr. Wang standing by had no intention of listening to the two people's conversation. His whole focus was on the plane parked below, and his eyes were full of heat.

When he came here earlier, he knew that the Nine Departments had created a blue pony.

At that time, he also wondered what was different about this little blue horse, but as the old saying goes, seeing someone is worse than hearing about them.

In the past half hour, he was constantly shocked.

From the initial five minutes, to ten minutes, to twenty minutes.

Finally, it flew out of the radar detection range.

It took a full thirty minutes until I flew back.

Mach 3.5, and maintained this speed for thirty minutes.

And this is not the limit.

That is to say, they can maintain this state and fly longer.

It can also fly faster.

His eyes rested on the plane below, where a group of ground crew were doing the final check.

There were two people sitting next to them, they were the pilots of the plane.

But judging from their expressions, there shouldn't be any problem.

"Hello, I'm Wang Minghai."

Suddenly, a loud voice was heard nearby, and everyone looked over.

Then I saw Wang Minghai standing straight.

There was silence in the control tower.

"Yes Yes!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

After just two words, Wang Minghai hung up the phone.

Then, in front of everyone, Wang Minghai picked up the phone and made a call.

"Hello, I'm Wang Minghai. Now I order you to follow Plan No. 2."

“All departments must work together and proceed according to the plan.”

After saying two more sentences, Wang Minghai hung up the phone.

At this time, the people in the command tower saw Wang Minghai breathe a sigh of relief.

Yang Xiaotao, Qian Lao, Wang Lao and others came forward. Wang Minghai thought for a moment and then said, "The little black bird is coming."

"We're going to get serious this time."

Hearing this, Mr. Wang clapped his hands and said, "That's great. We'll just wait and see for good news."

Old Qian nodded, and Yang Xiaotao crossed his arms across his chest, looking like he was watching a show.

Wang Minghai didn't waste time talking to them because he didn't have much time left.

According to estimates, the other party will arrive around 1:40, which seems like another hour and a half, but preparations and plans take time.

And 1:40 is just a preliminary plan, who knows if there will be any unexpected changes.

Therefore, every second counts, which is the present moment.

Wang Minghai went to arrange the work. Yang Xiaotao and the others were not in the mood to talk about anything else. They just looked out the window.

After a while, two J-7 fighters took off one after another. Mr. Qian was not very familiar with the aircraft, so Yang Xiaotao explained it to him.

Various messages were transmitted in the command tower one after another, including radar detection, intelligence transmission, and various preparations. They were quickly gathered and reported quickly after being sorted out.

Yang Xiaotao gave an introduction at the beginning of the term, but as the tense atmosphere grew, the few people lost interest in communicating.

One by one, they all finally sat in their seats, waiting nervously.

About ten minutes later, a man came running downstairs, and Wang Minghai hurried forward to inquire about the situation.

"How is it, can Baiju No. 1 be used?"

Wang Minghai immediately asked, and the sergeant in charge of the ground crew nodded immediately, "All parts of the aircraft have been checked and are within the applicable range."

"it is good!"

Wang Minghai clapped his hands and a smile appeared on his face.

Four lines, four battlefields.

Except for Shengjing where General Peng is the commander-in-chief and has an overall view of the situation, the other three battlefields have plenty of freedom to play while obeying orders.

Originally, the commander of this Sijiu City was Mr. Zhang, but no one knew what mission Mr. Zhang was going to carry out, and he actually went to Shengjing.

The key point is that Mr. Peng also went there, so the task fell on him.

For him, this was both an opportunity to contribute to the revolution and a huge pressure.

According to the previous plan, Sijiu City has six Baiju fighter jets, which is also the "standard configuration" of various airports. General Peng's plan is to use these six Baiju fighter jets to surround it from all sides, sprint and chase it non-stop until the little black bird is finally shot down.

At the very least, we must complete the blocking mission and make the other party give up.

But who would have thought that the Nine Departments suddenly developed a special high-temperature resistant material and needed a Baiju to experiment.

This caused a link to be missing from his original plan.

Originally, I only had one-third of my heart to keep the little black bird, but now, let alone one-third, even one-quarter would be enough.

Unexpectedly, the Baiju fighter jet, after changing its armor, not only did not perform worse, but became even more powerful.

Now that he can join the plan, his chances of keeping the little black bird have increased to one in half.

It's really a twist of fate.

"Immediately sort it out, refuel, and place an order."

"Yes!"

The sergeant ran down immediately.

Wang Minghai looked at the time, it was twelve forty-five, and there was still an hour before the battle began.