Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

The commander of the Japanese fleet, Colonel Saburo Endo, looked through the ground attack sight and compared it with the Yichang Wharf that the reconnaissance plane had just photographed not long ago, and finally confirmed the target location.

With a fierce smile, he excitedly gave an order into the radio:

"First, second, bomber squadron, immediately launch a full-scale bombing of Yichang Ferry according to the plan!"

"The first fighter squadron will eliminate the Chinese ground-based anti-aircraft firepower. The second and third fighter squadrons will maintain combat formation and be ready to meet the Chinese air force who are not afraid of death at any time."

After Colonel Endo Saburo gave the order, the two Japanese bomber formations immediately lowered their altitude and entered the bombing path.

“Bang, bang…”

Faced with the bombers about to enter the bombing path, the Chinese anti-aircraft firepower on the ground began to fire sporadically.

Faced with the ground-based air defense firepower that dared to expose itself, the Japanese First Fighter Squadron immediately flew towards each exposed firepower point.

Soon, the three anti-aircraft firepower points were silenced by the concentrated fire of the First Squadron of 30 fighters without hitting a single Japanese fighter.

At this time, the Japanese bombers had already started the first round of bombing. Countless heavy bombs fell from the Japanese bombers like a hen laying eggs.

“Swoosh, swoosh…”

The piercing whistling sound of the bomb's free fall struck the hearts of everyone near the ferry.

“Boom boom…”

The entire ground seemed to be hammered again and again with a sledgehammer, and the huge roar caused discomfort to everyone's eardrums.

The first fighter plane was flying back and forth in the air making provocative movements as if it was in its own backyard.

The altitude was so low that people hiding from Japanese bombing could see the fierce looks of Japanese pilots with their naked eyes.

The Japanese bombers quickly completed the first round of bombing, slowly began to turn collectively, and began to prepare for the second round of attacks in order to completely destroy the entire Yichang Ferry.

Kimura Kazuki, a self-defense machine gunner on a Japanese bomber, let go of the self-defense machine gun in his hand, turned around and said boredly in the headset:

"It's even easier than an exercise! The Celestial Empire Air Force must be frightened by my powerful Imperial fighter planes and dare not go into battle!"

"Hahaha··"

"If it weren't for the military regulations, I should be leisurely smoking a cigarette right now..."

The entire bomber immediately burst into laughter.

The Japanese army dropped bombs in various forms as if they were in an empty space, turning the entire Yichang ferry into a sea of fire.

"Where's our air force?"

A middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit, who looked like a government official, rushed to the edge of the cliff without caring about his own safety, pointed at the Japanese fighter planes that were doing whatever they wanted, and roared angrily.

The entire bombing lasted more than half an hour.

In the air, the Japanese Second and Third Fighter Squadrons watched the bomber formation having so much fun, while they could only line up and circle in the sky.

Everyone could not help but ask for battle from the fleet's highest commander, Colonel Endo Saburo:

"Colonel, it's been so long, the Chinese Air Force will definitely not go into battle. Why don't we disperse and attack? We have to unload the ammunition when we take it back anyway, so it's more convenient to use it up!"

"That's right, Colonel. It's been almost three hours since we set out. Even if the Chinese are slow to react, they should have known about it by now. They must be scared if they haven't shown up yet."

Colonel Saburo Endo was not one of those drug-addled young men. He was an officer who had participated in the fight against the Chinese Air Force since the Battle of Shanghai. He knew very well that the Chinese Air Force were not cowards.

"Second and third fighter squadrons remain alert!"

Colonel Endo Saburo rejected his subordinate's request in disappointment.

The Japanese army wreaked havoc at Yichang Ferry for nearly an hour before they left slowly and fearlessly, leaving behind the Yichang Ferry, which became the surface of the moon.

After the Japanese planes left, the person in charge of the ferry was in tears as he watched the ferry being unusable for at least three days, not to mention that more than 5,000 tons of various important materials piled on the ferry for transportation were burned to ashes.

Those who had managed to survive the bombing did not collapse and cry.

The cruel war made them learn to be strong spontaneously. They wiped away their tears silently and began to walk into the ferry spontaneously, repairing the ferry facilities while looking for usable supplies.

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, our army's important material transfer port was bombed by a large Japanese bomber group, causing more than 5 tons of important strategic materials to be burned by the Japanese army, and the ferry was paralyzed..."

As the newspapers were spread, the news began to spread inside and outside Ezhou City.

All Chinese people who read the newspaper are asking one question:

"Where is our air force? Why isn't it fighting?"

Li Laosan was driving a horse-drawn carriage with a few people on the street. As a material purchasing staff of the Air Force Base, he was always the focus of the crowd.

Countless vegetable and grain vendors vied to sell their supplies to their brave and fearless air force soldiers at low prices.

But today, he found that the vendors who usually pounced on him were looking at him with complicated eyes.

Seeing that look of hatred for his lack of fighting spirit, Li Laosan wished he had died in the battle yesterday while flying alone.

The rest of the soldiers at the air force base also lowered their heads to avoid the gazes of passers-by, not caring that the purchased supplies had not arrived yet, and drove their carriages back to the air force base in shame.

Inside the base, the pilots who were on combat readiness duty yesterday were furious after reading the reports in the newspapers. They rushed to the command post with newspapers and demanded to see the commander, Lieutenant General Zhou Tianqi.

"We are not afraid of death, why don't you let us go?"

The young Air Force Lieutenant Pilot Chen Huaimin held his head high with red eyes, looking fearlessly at Lieutenant General Zhou Tianqi, who was many levels higher than him.

"I know you are not afraid of death, but we are outnumbered. In the situation yesterday, if we rushed forward, we would have been seeking death and would have handed over air superiority to the enemy in vain."

"Sometimes, living is harder than dying!"

After finally calming down this group of young and energetic pilots, Zhou Tianqi suddenly thought of something and turned to a lieutenant colonel and ordered:

"Contact the Military Control Commission to spread a message in the city. Make sure the whole city knows it in a short time!!"

That night, the news that the Air Force's Tianchao fighter jets had suffered heavy losses due to continuous combat and that the imported spare parts were in short supply, so there were not enough planes to take off for combat, spread like wildfire in Ezhou city.

This news was also passed to the Japanese Army Aviation Base through Japanese spies in the city.

Early the next morning, Li Laosan did not buy enough fresh vegetables yesterday, so this time he planned to go a little further away, to a market where no one knew him, to purchase the meat, eggs and vegetables that the pilots must eat.

As soon as I walked out of the gate of the air force base, before I had gone far, a group of people holding large and small bags were waiting outside the curfew circle of the air force base.

When they saw Li Laosan's carriage, they started to load whole racks of pork, baskets of vegetables and eggs into Li Laosan's carriage without saying a word.

When Li Laosan took out the money with red eyes, the crowd had already dispersed.