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This level of infiltration is nothing more than an extremely simple matter.

Both Takeshita Shun and Zhou Weiguo encountered no obstacles at all and approached the Beijing airport.

This left the two of them a little confused, not sure if there was a trap.

The troops charged in openly, without firing a single shot or attempting to stop them, and had already approached the airport.

The squadron in charge of stationing at the airport, led by squadron leader Mr. Ishihara, is quite responsible.

In the middle of the night, he sensed a force approaching and immediately ordered his troops to assemble.

Takeshita Shun strode forward, assuming the aura of a colonel. He was already a colonel, so he didn't need to pretend, nor did he need any false words.

"We have been ordered to strengthen the airport defense. From now on, the defense of the Beiping Airport will be taken over by our independent brigade."

Ishihara-kun shouted, "A mere captain, he couldn't even raise his head in front of the colonel."

Takeshita Shun was even very arrogant and ordered him to raise his head.

The two men looked at each other, and Captain Ishihara immediately lowered his head.

This behavior is extremely disrespectful to superiors. A higher-ranking official can crush a person to death. In the Japanese army, class concepts are very serious.

Seeing that the defending squadron had been dealt with, he waved his hand and the troops from the Japanese POW camp took over the airport.

Zhou Weiguo and his flying squadron also followed in.

When the two of them met, they exchanged glances.

The maintenance personnel at the airport were submissive, but the Japanese pilots who were woken up were cursing. These guys from the Army Aviation have always been arrogant.

Ichiro Sakai, who was about to pee, saw someone approaching his fighter plane.

My eyes widened immediately.

"Baga, what are you doing? Red deer, a group of red deer, can't you see that it's my fighter plane?"

In order to prevent the boy from making noise and waking up more people, Zhou Weiguo had to make a gesture.

Duan Peng understood what he meant, strode forward, and slapped the other person's heart with his palm.

Can you withstand this slap after more than ten years of hard work?

Ichiro Sakai's eyes suddenly became blank, he couldn't catch his breath, and collapsed in Duan Peng's arms.

He twisted his head and ended the life of this poor and unlucky guy.

Lin Yihu asked people to get into the plane. When they were in the Soviet Union, in addition to tinkering with Soviet aircraft, they also tinkered with captured Japanese fighter planes the most.

There are no problems that are difficult to operate, and this point was emphasized at the beginning of the training.

The Soviets had American, German, Japanese, and British planes.

Some were captured from the battlefield, and more were used to support combat.

When Lin Yihu and others were studying there, they focused on learning about Soviet and Japanese fighter planes. After getting into the cockpit, they were able to get started immediately.

Flying a plane is easy these days, as long as you can make it fly.

There was no air control, only anti-aircraft guns.

After checking the fuel, they gave Zhou Weiguo an OK gesture, and the special effects battalion had already moved towards the barracks of the Japanese Army Aviation pilots.

The propeller turned slowly, then accelerated rapidly, and as the plane moved towards the runway, a whistling sound rose into the sky.

Fighter planes took off one after another, startling the sleeping pilots.

What's going on? Playing with airplanes so late at night.

Just as someone was about to push the door open, the special forces soldier raised his gun and shot, two shots in the chest and one in the head. The bullet pierced the head, splattering a red and white substance.

"Don't move. If you want to live, squat down."

When the special effects battalion took action, the Japanese prisoner-of-war battalion led by Shun Takeshita also targeted the infantry squadron defending the airport.

When the opponent is unprepared, suddenly disarm him.

The battle ended very quickly, and the Japanese had no idea that the group of Japanese in front of them were arranged by the Eighth Route Army?

Planes took off one after another and headed northwest. There were 26 planes in total, including 20 Army Aviation fighters and 6 bombers.

At the Independent Mixed Brigade headquarters, they vaguely heard the sound of a plane taking off, but did not think much of it.

Both sides had their own combat missions and there was no need to report to him, the major general of infantry.

Takeshita Shunzhou Weiguo packed up the airport planes and disarmed the personnel guarding the airport. He also captured dozens of pilots and took them away.

After the troops had been gone for a while, the Third Flight Group realized something was wrong. There were no flight missions scheduled for that night.

I grass!

Officers from the Third Flight Group came to the airport one after another. Seeing the empty airport, they felt like they were dreaming.

This can't be real, am I dreaming? All the planes are gone?

Not only were the planes gone, but all the resting pilots were also captured and taken away. As for the garrison infantry squadron, not a single step was taken.

Pursue, pursue quickly.

It was too late to chase them now. The pursuing troops were not numerous, only about 300 to 500 including the military police.

Heading towards Mentougou, Zhou Weiguo simply set up a blocking move, and his special forces team opened fire, hitting the target with every shot.

He fought off the pursuing Japanese and left in a dashing manner.

The planes arrived at Wucheng area first, and the roar of the fleet alarmed the sentries along the way.

The flight lights were flashing. This was the signal light Lin Yihu gave to Ding Wei, indicating that the task was successful and it was time to prepare for landing.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, blow the air raid sirens."

The guards shouted to protect the commander.

"Enemy attack, that's my plane. Prepare the car and go to the airport immediately."

The fighter jets circled and landed. Led by Lin Yihu, they were neatly arranged on the left side of the airport, no more, no less than 26 fighter jets.

Looking at the familiar figure jumping out of the cabin, Ding Wei was overjoyed.

Strengthening the flying team can not only foster joint land-air operations, but also provide support to the battlefield at the fastest speed.

It's just that the number is a little small, with only 36 fighter jets. When there are 360 ​​or 3600 fighter jets, we can seriously fight for air supremacy.

By then, we would no longer have to fight under the shadow of Japanese aircraft.

The special forces team moved from the Mentougou area into the mountainous area, contacted the brother units, reported the situation, and then returned to Wucheng with a green light.

The Independent 1st and Independent 2nd Regiments, which were responsible for tying up troops in Ji Central, received the order to retreat, and the main force quickly broke up into small groups and withdrew into the base.

The attack came quickly and the retreat came quickly, leaving the Japanese troops stationed in Peiping confused.

"General, we just received news that a group of disguised troops entered the airport and hijacked all the available fighter planes left behind."

With a click, the teacup in the Japanese major general's hand fell to the ground.

There are more than 50 fighter jets left behind, but only half of them can be flown. Some are damaged and need repair, while others need maintenance.

The others that could be mobilized had already arrived in northern Henan to prepare for war. It could be said that there were only these 26 fighter planes in the entire Peking area that could be put into battle.

"What a feint to the east to attack the west. No, it's a feint to the south to attack the north. Feint an attack on the Pinghan Railway in the south, and then launch a surprise attack in the north."

Mizuhara Yoshishige ordered people to pick up the debris. His eyes looked heavy, and then his brows relaxed.

His mixed brigade suffered no losses, so he let those idiots in the Army Aviation Department explain all the combat damages. It had nothing to do with him.