Canteen System Assistance Notes

Fly over turning point D and turn to 300.

After maintaining radio silence for more than 400 kilometers, Liu Helian tapped the transmitter of the ultra-short wave communicator and sent out a simple signal.

"Da da da." A response sound came from the headset. Hu Zikun, who was sitting next to him, patted Liu Helian on the shoulder, pointed to the curved "S"-shaped river in the distance, and nodded.

Start descending!

Chapter 236 Aurora Bird (3) Wish you peace

"Naroda Peak, this is Climbing 01 calling, signal 59, we have arrived at navigation point E. Over." "Naroda Peak received, Climbing 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, pay attention, we will turn on the landing lights." A dozen seconds later, lights came on on the S-shaped river channel.

First there was a dim lantern, and then there was a red and blue flashing light spot that was much brighter than the lantern.

This is the circling point of the entire formation. After all, Haozi Lake is not a wide lake, but a long and narrow "river channel", which cannot allow the entire formation to descend together.

Then, the "Fresnel" landing guidance instrument that had arrived earlier lit up at the end of the waterway. A set of Fresnel lenses, which had been polished for a long time by several veteran craftsmen from the Fushi Optical Factory, converted red, blue and white light sources into narrow parallel light, creating a descent channel for the formation.

Finally, a string of flashlights, lanterns, and LED strips lit up in sequence along the river, illuminating the blue-black water and marking a two-and-a-half-kilometer taxiway! "Attention, follow the landing instructions for Naroda Peak—Climb 01, Naroda Peak calling, do you read? Over."

"Climb 01 received, loud and clear. Over."

A calm and composed voice came from the headset - in the remaining infiltration team, the instructor in charge of the political work of the 12 combatants came from the fledgling Eighth Route Army Air Force.

He has guided the Eighth Route Air Force's night flight takeoff and landing training many times and has rich experience.

"Climbing 01, can you visually locate the runway approach lights? Over."

"Climb 01, I can see the approach lights. Over."

"Climb 01, please approach on heading 015-195. Pay attention to the descent rate. After landing, taxi to parking space A as soon as possible. Please repeat, over." "Follow heading 015-195, descend at a normal rate, and after landing, park in parking space A. Over!"

After the railway was opened, the shores of Haozi Lake, where long-term residents lived, were now covered with endless red pine forests. Liu Helian took a deep breath and gently and slowly controlled the eMule

"Empire" pressed towards the calm lake surface.

He had already referred to many cases and considered various details. The elite of the Eight Route Army and all parties gathered together to carry out the plan like a ticking mechanical watch.

So that he doesn't have to think about too many other things.

"At this time, everything needs to be implemented thoroughly." Liu Helian remembered this sentence.

The feeling of completely letting go of worries, preoccupations, and doubts, and focusing completely without distraction, is captivating. The Empire R's hull slowly kissed the tranquil surface of the lake, like a hot, yet not scalding, knife slicing through a thin layer of butter, revealing layers of white crumbs.

Amidst the violent tremors, the massive "Empire" emerged from the crest of the shattered waves and landed smoothly at the designated location. Then, the second, third, and fourth...

Aside from the finale of Climb 05, where the Empire piloted by Comrade Andrei may have misjudged the deceleration distance, causing the aircraft to "brake" too hard and lift its tail, all five aircraft landed safely and docked at their corresponding positions.

Then, after the boats had come to a complete stop, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces rushed out from the surrounding woods, pushed down a number of rafts on the log-lined "slide," and began to build a floating bridge for passengers directly to the side boarding gate!

During the six weeks of pilot training, the First Army comrades cut down numerous trees in the surrounding forests and prepared materials for a pontoon bridge. Considering the Anti-Japanese United Army's lack of felling tools, Comrade Xiao Liu, when transporting Fu Maogong to the First Army to announce the Central Committee's resolution, not only brought supplies and landing aids, but also provided axes, saws, and other tools. Files shared via Baidu Netdisk: "500 Historical Military Books of Xirang and Others..."

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During this time, in addition to maintaining the necessary offensive operations of the Anti-Japanese United Army to cover the evacuation, the concentrated army acted as beavers to cut down trees. Using these rather haphazard rafts or "bathtubs" as support, these wooden pontoons were sufficient to support the boarding of personnel.

"Everyone, line up in a single column and run to board the plane!"

A group of people of different heights and clothes ran out of the woods one after another, boarded the five floating bridge docks, and began to board the plane according to the order of the numbers they received in advance, just like boarding a ship on the Jinsha River.

Now it has been more than two hours since the plane landed, and it is already early morning of the next day, so the boarding speed must be increased.

The First Army had already counted all its personnel, totaling 1132. Perhaps due to the intense fighting, this number was slightly lower than historical figures. Liu Helian had taken 12 men with him in his first PBY configuration, so on his second attempt, he switched to the more spacious Empire and conducted a test to see how many people could board. During the renovation of his own "Stinky Touch Aviation," the double-decker Empire, stripped of all superfluous decorations and luxury equipment, could accommodate 86 American men. It was truly a very large capacity. The test results from the Anti-Japanese United Army were even more astonishing.

There were 112 people on the plane!

112!

The two rows of 86 canvas seats were all occupied, and the people who were coiled in the aisle, sitting in the cargo hold, curled up with their legs bent under the seats, and squeezed in the upper and lower bunks of the former flight attendant bedrooms made this eMule plane a complete can of human sardines, showing authentic Indian flavor, more than 30% overloaded; and compared with the original "Imperial Hotel" rated capacity of 18 people... cough cough, no more to say.

But after thinking about it carefully, Liu Helian seemed to have discovered the reason: the military version of the "Empire" "Sunderland", when it had all its internal equipment, had rescued 87 crew members at once during the retreat to Crete and took off smoothly; its predecessor, the "Empire", without military equipment and luxurious decorations, had managed to accommodate 86 American workers; and when it came to the Anti-Japanese United Army...

The "passengers" here are almost all teenagers.

A group of children from the "Youth Camp" who took up arms to fight after their families were all killed by the Japanese invaders. They are the same children as those on the R25. It is precisely because of their small size that the plane can accommodate 26 more people than adult and healthy workers.

Ultimately, considering flight safety, the final single-plane passenger capacity was set at 10 people. This way, in one trip, the five "Empires" could basically carry 500 people. In addition to the more than 5 people that Liu Helian had already towed away, only two flights were needed to carry the entire army.

If there are only a few people left, I can just fly again. Liu Helian thought silently as he watched the soldiers entering the cabin.

"Dong, dong, dong!" someone knocked on the wall outside. Liu Helian looked out and saw the comrades outside waving fluorescent sticks at him to indicate that he had completed boarding. At the same time, the guide's voice came from the headset:

"Climbing 01, O2, 03, 04, 05, this is Naroda Peak. Please note that boarding has been completed. All aircraft will take off in reverse order of landing. Climbing O5, please enter the taxiway and take off along heading 195-015. After takeoff, please fly along the circle point and wait for formation."

"Understood, comrade!"

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An unknown collective farm in Vladivostok, Primorsky Krai, Soviet Union.

There were many more tents here than before, surrounding the stables the squad had lived in. This place had become a makeshift hospital and shelter. Because of the positive impression left by the previous rescue operation, the office in the border region had invited doctors and volunteers from health schools to help with physical examinations for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighters who had already left.

Among the first dozen or so people, there were several injured patients, some with gunshot wounds, explosion injuries, and fractures, which really kept the doctors and nurses busy for a while. Finally, their progressive conditions were completely stabilized. After that, another hundred or so patients came. These were not so bad, mainly suffering from malnutrition and digestive tract diseases. As long as they were provided with adequate nutrition, most of them would recover.

However, the parasites on these people caused a lot of trouble. The recurring fleas were very annoying. In the end, the Chinese and Soviet sides made a collective decision.

Shave off all the hair on the head, middle and bottom of everyone, and then throw them all into the big

Take a hot bath in the bathhouse, and finally, throw all the clothes and bedding into the fumigation room, and then expose them to the sun, and process them like smoked meat.

Now, despite the complaints, the problem has been basically solved.

But these people are really young. The volunteer party members and Communist Youth League members who came to support them found themselves like school teachers. They had to teach the children to eat on time, take medicine on time, take care of their housework, and keep them under control and not let them go to the beach to play.

The waves in Peter the Great Bay weren't very strong, and on this collective farm, some distance from the sea, the sound of the ocean was even less audible. But the azure sea in the distance, visible from the roof of the stable, was always an alluring sight for children who grew up amidst the vast expanse of mountains and rivers and who might never have left the province.

Fortunately, the children were surprisingly obedient. After the instructors explained that this was mainly for confidentiality and safety, they stopped insisting on going to the sea. The older children in the group stepped forward and took charge of the other children, like an army.

Then, one night in late July, a lot of trucks came to the farm.

It was a rare occasion that the strict warden did not send them to sleep on the big bunk bed with straw tonight, but instead asked them to come out to help pick up people.

Pick someone up?

"Ah...ah, ah!" someone screamed out.

It's to pick up people, to pick up our comrades, everyone, it's to pick up our comrades! Our comrades are back!

The children rushed forward, clinging to the sideboards of the truck, clutching those familiar and unfamiliar childish faces, shaking them vigorously, jumping, and shouting, completely devoid of the precocious air that had previously been alien to them. Almost everyone was shaking hands and hugging each other vigorously, but they couldn't cry.

"Brother! You're going bald, hahahaha, woooooo..." "You're almost bald too, what are you laughing at, woooooo..."

Tears were not enough to describe their feelings. At this moment, they were only afraid that everything they had experienced was fake, a beautiful dream, and they were afraid that they would get too excited and wake up from the dream.

Liu Helian, standing in the distance, stared at them, frozen in place, his vision blurry for a long moment. But finally, something seemed to come to him. He surreptitiously pulled out his phone, pressed the shutter button, and recorded a video. "Everything I've done must be worth it," he thought.

Chapter 237 Aurora Bird (4) Thoughts in the Quiet Night

There were only about forty people left, six or seven of whom were from the small team. The last less than 50 people left of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' First Army were now gathered around the last secret camp, busy back and forth.

Not counting the two times he flew alone, the infiltration plane had already flown twice, more than a thousand people had been evacuated, and many things had been dealt with, but there were always some finishing touches and some people left behind. As a sure-fire infiltrator, Liu Helian once again flew his "Empire" into Haozi Lake.

Although they numbered just over a thousand men, the First Army was, after all, a well-established command system, equipped with numerous auxiliary facilities to maintain their combat effectiveness. During the evacuation, these items had to be collected, destroyed, or damaged in an orderly manner. A large pit was dug, and confidential documents, damaged clothing, and other items were thrown into the pit and burned, along with some garbage.

The pine wood made a crackling sound when being chewed. Even if it was covered with soil, there would always be a lot of smoke when burning things in such a big pit - fortunately, it was night time, so there was no problem.

Liu Helian was also helping out. He pulled out a roll of cloth from somewhere and used it to tie up several areas of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces' secret camp. Then he took out nails and nailed wooden signs to the trees, then asked the clerk to write on them with a brush. There was no way around it. As a modern person, he could write traditional Chinese characters with a hard pen, but using a brush was truly beyond his ability.

"Commander, what are you doing?"

Wang Tiechui, who was holding a bundle of firewood, passed by and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what the leader was doing.

"Oh, Comrade Tiechui, how much work do you have over there? Have the Anti-Japanese United Army comrades buried the mines we brought here?" Liu Helian asked when he saw an acquaintance. "We have to leave some gifts for the Japanese before we leave. Otherwise, it would be impolite."

"Well, they've all been set up, but there aren't many, so we can only take care of the areas around a few main trails. Don't worry, Commander, the minefield maps have been drawn up, so we don't have to worry about bombing our own people when we fight back." "That's great. How about this." Liu Helian pointed to a wooden box beside him. "Iron Hammer, do you know how to set traps? When you're done with this, go call two comrades from the Anti-Japanese United Army to help set some traps around the area?" "Oh... yes!"

Wang Tiechui twisted his neck. "I remember this thing being used to snare rabbits. It's just a piece of wire...it wouldn't hurt anyone if it got caught. If we really want to kill the Japanese, we might as well use a big bear trap. If we step on it, it can grab the Japanese's ankle!"

He thought about it, and finally walked away suspiciously.

The clerk beside him was also stunned for a moment. After thinking it through, he chuckled: "Commissioner Liu, if you do this, I'm afraid you'll give the Japanese a nervous breakdown."

"Well, there's nothing we can do. The Prime Minister won't let us make a big deal out of this. Honestly, if the situation allows, I'd really like to give the devils a good beating... Over a thousand of us, from the devil's point of view, just suddenly vanished into thin air. There has to be an internal 'explanation'. In this regard, we have to give them a push, right?"

Time ticked by, and everything that needed to be burned, buried, and destroyed was done. The flashing lights and LEDs marking the waterway, along with the landing aids and generators, were stored in the Empire's cargo hold. Finally, it was time for the final evacuation. The red pine forest, once bustling with soldiers, would gradually become silent. The tree trunks, once pierced with smoke from cooking fires, would now be filled with birds. The traces of labor, struggle, and production would gradually be replaced by nature with fallen leaves, dead wood, and moss. All the memories left behind by eight years of arduous struggle would be quickly buried by time, but they would also be deeply remembered by this land.

Liu Helian, Xu Rong, and Yang Jisheng remained until the end. They stood aside, watching the remaining soldiers quietly line up to board the plane. The original five rows of raft pontoons had been completely burned down to destroy all traces. Co-pilot Hu Zikun unhooked an aluminum alloy folding ladder from outside the cabin and set it up at the Empire's boarding gate, ready to use it as a boarding platform.

"Commander Yang, you persevered for so many years, but you finally withdrew," Liu Helian lamented. He felt he had participated in a very important historical event. He and many others worked together to change the fate of many people. This should have been a joyous occasion, but he always felt a heavy weight on his heart.

"In fact, the Russians are a bit too cautious, and the Central Committee is also a bit too careful - I will drive the infiltration machine, fly higher, and fly more frequently. In fact, it is nothing, the Japanese will not be able to find it." "Comrade Xiao Liu, it is necessary for the struggle. Pretending not to see other people's concerns is not what a Marxist should do." Xu Rong added, "You are our

How come you, the great hero of the sect, have the same feeling as a poet who laments the passing of spring and autumn?"

"Ha, no, no, I can't be a poet. Commander Yang, would you like to say a few words?"

Seeing that the soldiers had already lined up, Liu Helian took out his cell phone and stepped aside: "I have a camera here, let me take a picture of everyone!"

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The soldiers stood quietly, like red pines standing tall in the white moonlight. "Oh! Say something..."

Yang Jisheng smiled. He was a humorous and optimistic person. Even under the long and high-pressure struggle, that seemingly innate state of mind never left him: optimistic, fearless, and strong. He raised one hand and shook it firmly. "What's there to say? Come on, comrades, sing a song! Red flags waving, guns and swords flashing. Ready—go!"

"With red flags waving and spears flashing, our army marches westward;

"The army is mighty and everyone is brave, terrified the Japanese bandits." "Strict discipline is promoted everywhere, and the masses welcome it." "Creating a new district calls on the people to fight for the motherland!"

This was Yang Jisheng's "Victory Song of the Western Expedition," a song no less than a military anthem for the entire army. The soldiers' powerful chorus wasn't particularly melodious, but in the dark night, it blazed with the energy of a blazing flame. The unison of over forty voices seemed to pierce through eighty years of time, resonating word by word in Liu Helian's mind, bringing with it a power that transcended time and space.

He held the phone tightly to prevent his excitement from making him tremble again.

"Comrades, come and raise high the red flag of victory,

"We must defeat Japanese imperialism with all our might.

"Ten great armies of cavalry have been roaming the lands of Manchuria.

"Tens of thousands of people rise up bravely to kill the enemy and the motherland is recovered!"

"Comrades!" Yang Jisheng shouted loudly.

"We are about to evacuate. Are you feeling a little unwilling or dissatisfied?

"Yes! That's right!" He clenched his fists. "Today, the koi escapes the fishing net, and tomorrow, the dragon returns to the rain! We leave today so that we can fight back better tomorrow. Then, we'll let those Japanese bandits and lackeys see how our heroes of the Anti-Japanese United Army have recaptured every inch of land here!"

"Everyone, boarding!"

In August 139, the last remnants of the First Army of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces boarded an Imperial seaplane, took off from Haozi Lake, and after a two-hour night flight, landed in Soviet territory, completing an air evacuation from the enemy's blockade. The Third Army, which had evacuated independently, approached the Sino-Soviet border independently over the following month. After handing over their weapons to Soviet border guards, they were assembled in an area designated by the Soviet Office and similarly completed their evacuation.

Afterwards, these evacuated Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighters, about 5,000 people, took the Soviet Union's Trans-Siberian Railway back to Xinjiang Province, and gradually returned to the country along the increasingly prosperous Northwest Passage. After recuperation, training and reorganization, they later formed an important strategic force of the Eighth Route Army.

Comrade Jin Hongshan will temporarily remain in the Far East, serving as a representative of the Soviet Office, coordinating subsequent counter-infiltration, reconnaissance, and anti-Japanese efforts. In this regard, the Soviets' strategies were far less familiar than our own, who understood the actual situation. This legendary evacuation operation was shrouded in secrecy by both China and the Soviet Union, remaining undisclosed until long after the war. Even then, many details remain vague and difficult to verify due to its "long history." Central government documents only refer to it, when necessary, with the unambiguous and unsubstantiated "Operation 397."

The Soviet side was much more romantic and named the operation "LnKnOH (Cyclone)".

Of course, for the fans on the Internet in the future, they prefer to call this action "Night Crossing of the Forest" or "Dare to Climb to the Top".

In addition, a very interesting thing happened. After all the infiltration flights were completed, the Soviet Navy sent a representative to negotiate with Liu Helian and Fu Maogong for a long time. Finally, they bought the four third-hand "Empire" seaplanes from Liu Helian's "China Resources" company, and half-forced and half-persuaded Andrei, the only Soviet pilot from the border area, to join the Red Navy. They asked him and several other Soviet pilots to study and train more in the Far East, and then make another flight of 7 kilometers to fly the plane to the Baltic Sea. It seems that the Red Navy has developed some interest in this large seaplane with a large load capacity and excellent range.

As for our comrade Liu Helian, after stopping at Lake Baikal, he turned south and, together with Hu Zikun and several other comrades from the infiltration team, traveled thousands of miles back to the border area they had been away from for a long time.

Chapter 238: Aurora Bird (Postscript) No One Rehabilitated

The construction of party organizations and teams is not smooth sailing.

Even after going through many rectification and military reorganization movements, there are always traitors and defectors in our army, especially under extreme pressure and military failures. Those with a little bit of integrity will simply desert the team and escape, while the unscrupulous ones will surrender to the enemy or even actively turn their guns to attack and kill their former comrades.

Unfortunately, due to limited strength, the current Eighth Route Army cannot simply airdrop in, shout "FBI, open the door and check the water meter!" and then break in, smash the vase, tie up the traitor and drag him away.

However, what is interesting is that for some people who were already marked as "traitors" in the Anti-Japanese United Army records, our army investigators later discovered that they were also called "spies" in the Japanese army's archives and were later executed. This is quite strange.

In September 1939, shortly after the First Army of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces completed its evacuation on the "Empire", the Japanese Kwantung Army was able to withdraw from the Battle of Nomonhan, reduce its forces, and after the autumn harvest, launched a "major punitive expedition" aimed at eliminating resistance in Northeast China, intending to turn Northeast China into a truly Japanese-occupied area.

Seitarou Kamimura was an important member of them. As a lieutenant general, he led part of the 12th Division of the Japanese Army and was responsible for monitoring the Soviet army in the Dongning area for several months. Finally, he was able to withdraw and pull out the red nail nailed in the mountains south of Xinjing.

The Japanese army was very well prepared. They first mobilized part of three divisions, totaling more than 20,000 troops, and then paired them with a large number of puppet troops and police, totaling 50,000 people. They blocked the base in the north, east and west directions along the railway, and set up a large number of armed checkpoints on the Sino-Korean border in the south. With the help of local Japanese garrisons, they connected them into a network and formed a heavy encirclement of the "Yang Bandit Group" of the First Army.

Such a transfer was very time-consuming and took several months. It was not until the end of 39 that the large-scale encirclement and suppression campaign officially began.

However, sufficient preparations allowed the Imperial Army to advance unstoppably and achieve impressive results!