I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Chen Feng smiled awkwardly. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about anything. He should just pay attention to the pilot!

"Okay, then you go ahead and do your work. I'll go to the airport to take a look. By the way, how about the walkie-talkies? When will they be available to the group going down the mountain?"

"Before the spring! It can be equipped to company-level troops."

At Mengshan Airport, upon hearing that the captain had returned, several foreigners lost interest in hunting. Knowing that the captain would come to the airport to inspect, they stayed in the dormitory and prepared wine, meat and barbecue.

Chen Guoqing was very bored. He had successfully infiltrated these foreigners and learned some sniping skills from Chen Feng and Lu Feihu. He found that his shooting skills were ranked in the upper middle level among these ace pilots. He felt a sense of superiority and never fell behind every time he went out hunting.

"The captain is here, the captain is here."

As soon as Chen Feng entered the airport on horseback, he was immediately surrounded by pilots coming out of various hangars and cave dormitories.

The Ace Flying Team, pilots aiding China, flight trainees, and airport ground crew.

"Captain, when are we going to bomb the Japanese again?"

"Captain, we can fly, dive, strafe and bomb. Assign us a mission!"

"Baosi, you're finally back. I knew you were coming. We just roasted rabbit and pheasant, and some delicious beef. Let's have a drink!"

Chen Feng could only smile bitterly:

"Brothers and sisters, don't worry. The Japanese have conscripted many of our compatriots as laborers, and now they dare not bomb."

"Shameless"!

"The most shameless"!

"Everyone, disperse first and do what you need to do. This is not just for labor. The Japs have also mobilized a lot of anti-aircraft firepower. Don't be impatient. Wait until the Japs leave the mining area before bombing them. Work hard to improve. Practice in the sky when you have the chance. You all know the result of the last bombing. Even an ace pilot like Howard was shot down. So my requirements are very high. Do you understand?"

"clear"!

"Don't worry, Captain!"

Seeing that there was no mission, the pilots and flight trainees who came to aid China dispersed with a bang. Chen Feng was dragged to the cave dormitory by several ace flying teams.

"Bao Si, the meat is ready, let's start our feast"!

Chen Feng threw the briefcase he was carrying on the table with a clang, which attracted the attention of ten ace pilots.

"Open it and share it, two each."

Jennings opened the briefcase and revealed twenty large yellow croakers neatly packed inside. Under the light, they blinded several people's eyes.

Jennings swallowed his saliva and resisted the temptation to explain:

"Taiwan News, the money for this attack has been paid out. I'll pay it out when I get back. I also gave Howard's money last night."

"Take it! That's the basic welfare benefit. It's the reward for this bombing. You destroyed the Japanese artillery group, and the Guards Regiment won several great victories in succession. Take it! Put it away and let's drink."

Ten ace flying teams divided the gold bars, and the atmosphere became three levels more lively than before. The boss was so generous. If you work for three or two years and survive, you won't have to worry about your life. Even if you die, your family will be guaranteed for several lifetimes.

Compared to the boring retirement life, soaring in the sky and licking blood on the edge of a knife is the life they want.

Chen Feng had some doubts in his heart. He wondered if they would still be in the mood to make money here after their seaport was hit hard by the Japanese. Maybe they would go back and recall them to join the war. But he had a way to keep them. Fighting the Japanese anywhere would be the solution, and they could exert more energy here.

Chen Guoqing waited in line for a long time and finally got a chance to speak. After hanging out with this group of pilots for a long time, he had become somewhat unserious.

"Captain, I'm a little disappointed in you. There were only 150,000 Japanese soldiers, but you didn't even fight a battle of annihilation. This is not your style."

Although Chen Feng had already had breakfast, he could not resist the enthusiasm of a group of pilots. He held a glass of red wine and a cigar in his right hand and a bloody steak in his left hand. He sipped the wine, took a bite of meat and sipped the cigar leisurely.

"National Day, that's 150,000 main Japanese forces. If it's not 100,000 pigs, even if you drive 150,000 pigs to Mengshang's feet, it will take a whole day to shoot at them with machine guns."

Seeing ten people drinking and twisting their bodies in circles, Chen Guoqing whispered:

"Wang Hanqiang sent a secret telegram saying that the team has adapted to life in the tropical rainforest and has made sufficient preparations, and has sent a letter requesting to attack."

"agree"!

"Okay, I'll go back and generate electricity later."

"Bao Si, Mr. Chen, what are you whispering about? Come and enjoy the wine and food! I have roasted rabbit liver, would you like a piece?"

Chen Feng raised his hands, shook his head in gratitude, and continued to mingle with the happy team. Not to mention, he felt quite relaxed.

"Baosi, try the coffee I just made."

Seeing that Chen Feng had finished his steak, Jennings quickly brought him a cup of hot coffee.

"Zhan, you don't have to be so polite. Let's continue to have fun. After drinking this cup of coffee, I will go to check on the students. It will take more than a month for the ice to thaw. There are still planes at two airports in Qingdao. We have to urge them to grow quickly."

"Baosi, they are really hardworking and have great talent in flying. Believe in them, they will surprise you soon."

After hanging out in the pilot dormitory for a whole morning, during lunch, Chen Feng encouraged a group of flight trainees. They said that with the thaw of spring, as long as their skills were good, they would naturally have the opportunity to dive on the Japanese once the runway at Qingdao airport was repaired.

After leaving the airport, Chen Feng stood silently for a while at the intersection leading to the military families' village, smoked a cigarette, and took Chen Guoqing back to Guimengding.

Outside the city of Qingdao, the demining team finally cleared all the minefields and all the mines were reloaded onto trucks.

Shen Honglie rode a jeep out of the city to express his gratitude and prepared hot meals in a village near the area where the battle with the Japanese was taking place. The demining team members all slept here. Usually, they were taken care of and guarded by a company of soldiers from the New Fourth Division. This was not to guard against the Japanese, but because they were worried that civilians and naughty children would accidentally enter the minefield.

The mission was finally completed. Each minefield was carefully checked more than three times to make sure nothing was missed. The demining team members also breathed a sigh of relief. Laying mines is very simple, but demining is extremely difficult. If this area is not cleaned up, who knows how many tragedies will occur.

"Commander Shen, you are too polite. Our brothers have always taken good care of us. I am really sorry to have to trouble you to come here in person."

Shen Honglie asked a group of people to sit down, and he felt a little emotional. Although the New Fourth Division had won a great victory and had become more skilled in special operations, the gap between them and the cold gun team was obvious.

From this group of ordinary demining soldiers, you can see their professional knowledge and occupational qualities. This is a life-threatening job. Although the ground is hard and traces can be seen, there is definitely a big pit on the beach. The waves are surging and all the mines are nowhere to be found. They can only risk digging pits on the frozen beach. I went to see it myself and it was terrifying.