Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

The middle-aged man took the photos and looked at them. After looking at two, he said, "I've never seen such a large aircraft before. Judging from its shape, it seems to be equipped with weapons."

The young man said, "Look at the area below and to the sides of the nose. Although it's not very clear, I guess that should be a 12.7mm machine gun!"

"Look at this photo. It looks like there's a cannon on the tail. Combined with other photos, there are many windows on the fuselage, although they are all closed. I speculate that they are machine gun firing ports. If that's really my guess, then this aircraft would have a total of 10 12.7 mm caliber machine guns, plus a cannon. This kind of firepower configuration is terrifying for an aircraft. You know, our fighter jets are only equipped with one machine gun!"

"Is this some kind of transport plane or an aerial fortress? With so many weapons, if a fighter jet were to run into it, it would be hard to escape its deadly barrage."

After hearing what the young man said, the middle-aged man's expression immediately became tense: "Is your speculation reliable?"

The young man said with a wry smile, "The photo isn't very clear, and I'm just speculating. I don't know if it's true. If you want to know for sure, you'll have to go to the site and see for yourself!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "That place is no longer under our control. Without a legitimate reason, we simply cannot enter. Moreover, even if we have a legitimate reason, it is uncertain whether they will allow us in!"

The young man said angrily, "This is the National Government building. How dare they act so lawlessly and not let us in for inspection?"

The middle-aged man said, "That piece of land is no longer ours. It was sold to them a long time ago, and an agreement was later added that our personnel are not allowed to go there without their invitation!"

"You need to understand that most of our weaponry comes from that Boss Zhang. Without his supply of sufficient weapons and ammunition, we simply cannot fight the Japanese. Once he cuts off the supply, the front lines will collapse under the Japanese attack in no time. This is the price we pay."

The young man was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead. "How could the higher-ups agree to such outrageous demands?"

“Alright then, take these photos with you and come with me to report to the commander!” the middle-aged man said, standing up.

"Yes!"

The two quickly arrived at the commander's office on the third floor.

Commander Zhou was surprised to see them: "What brings you here to see me?"

"Commander, take a look at this!" The middle-aged man asked the young man to bring out the photo.

Commander Zhou took the photo and exclaimed, "Huh?" "B29?"

Both the middle-aged man and the young man were surprised by Commander Zhou's reaction. They exchanged a glance, and the middle-aged man hurriedly asked, "Commander, do you recognize this kind of aircraft?"

"I know it, I know it all too well. It's a B-29, a heavy bomber, commonly known as the Flying Fortress. It's a super air superiority aircraft recently developed by the Americans. It has a crew of 11, is equipped with 12 12.7 mm machine guns and a 20 mm cannon, is 30 meters long, has a wingspan of 43 meters, is 8.6 meters high, has a maximum takeoff weight of 61 tons, a maximum payload of 9 tons, a maximum range of 5663 kilometers, a maximum ferry range of 9000 kilometers, and a maximum combat radius of 2896 kilometers!"

"With this guy's firepower and defensive capabilities, even five fighter jets might not be able to defeat it! By the way, where did you get the photos?"

The two people standing in front of the desk gasped upon hearing this.

After exchanging a glance, the middle-aged man said, "It was he and Xiao Liu who took this picture near the West Suburbs Airport!"

"What? You saw this thing at the West Suburbs Airport?" Commander Zhou couldn't help but stand up and stare at the young man.

The young man's scalp tingled: "Yes, yes, Commander, Xiao Liu and I saw with our own eyes 10 of these planes flying in from the southeast and landing on the airport runway from the mountaintop east of the airport!"

Commander Zhou's expression became quite complicated at this moment. After a long while, he slowly sat down and muttered, "What exactly is Zhang Yunhe trying to do? Why did he send ten B-29s here without even saying hello?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but ask, "Commander, since this thing is the latest heavy bomber developed by the Americans, it should be a highly classified matter. How did you know that this bomber exists? Why would such a powerful weapon be present at the West Suburbs Airport?"

Commander Zhou picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to look for a match, the young man had already taken out a match, lit it, and handed it to him.

Commander Zhou lit a cigarette, took a few deep drags, and drifted into memories amidst the swirling smoke: "Six months ago, we purchased a batch of fighter jets and bombers, and a few transport planes as well. We went through Zhang Yunhe back then; he used his connections across the ocean to help us procure a batch at a reasonable price. If we had gone to the Americans ourselves, we probably wouldn't have been able to buy the models we wanted, and the price wouldn't have been so low."

"Besides the models we purchased, he also recommended a few others to me, including the B29. He showed me pictures of the B29 and explained its specifications. I have a pretty good memory, so I wrote them down."

"At the time, I really wanted to buy a few, after all, this bomber is so tough and resilient, and it has powerful firepower, but after buying those fighters and bombers, the budget was no longer enough!"

"Zhang Yunhe told me that the Americans originally had absolutely no intention of selling this bomber, after all, it was their latest research achievement. However, the development data of this weapon was leaked not long ago. In order to recoup their losses, the Americans had to rush to produce and sell some in the hope of breaking even."

"Unexpectedly, we didn't buy any, but Zhang Yunhe bought 10 himself. With so many B-29s operating together, the Japanese wouldn't dare to even face them unless they had more than 50 fighter jets, otherwise they would only get beaten up!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but ask, "Commander, how much would it cost to buy one of these bombers?"

“50 US dollars, that’s enough to buy 10 P-40 fighter jets!” Commander Zhou said.

The two of them gasped again.

After a long silence, the young man asked, "Commander, why did Boss Zhang bring so many B-29s here? Does he intend to harm us?"

Commander Zhou shook his head, puffing on his cigarette: "It doesn't seem like it. If he wanted to bomb us, he could just bomb us and then turn back. There's no need for him to stop at the western suburban airport!"

The middle-aged man then said, "Do you think he's planning to bomb the Japanese?"

"It's possible!"

"So what do we do now? Pretend we don't know? Wouldn't that make us look too pathetic?" the middle-aged man said, frowning.

Commander Zhou considered for a moment and said, "Send people to continue to monitor closely. Report any developments to me immediately. But do not act rashly without my orders!"