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Chapter 1333: Stop after this job

"Susan, this is the highest level of technology of the Imperial Aviation Industry. It's spectacular, isn't it?"

In an area of ​​Wanggang Airport, a Japanese naval test pilot took Su Qiwen to the new fighter jet, stroked the wing skin with his hand, and his tone was quite emotional.

"It's 29.72 feet long, 10.1 feet tall, and has a wingspan of 39.37 feet. It's a real beauty."

"However, under its beautiful appearance are two 0.303-inch machine guns and two 2-barrel cannons, with strong firepower that can easily shoot down the planes of the Republic of China and the United States."

“It’s also the world’s first product that can.”

At this point, the Japanese test pilot suddenly shut his mouth. It was obvious that the following content was a military secret and it was inconvenient to disclose it to the puppet Manchukuo pilots.

Su Qiwen pretended not to know, put his right hand on the wing and touched it lightly twice, and took the initiative to ask the other party what the difference was between operating the new fighter and operating the Nakajima Ki-27 fighter.

Although the Japanese Navy had never been equipped with the Nakajima Ki-27, as the number one "enemy" of the Japanese Army, the Navy test pilot had obviously experienced the Army's main equipment, so he talked about it incessantly.

According to him, the new fighter is more sensitive than the Nakajima fighter, and the rudder and ailerons respond more quickly, so the pilot needs to pay special attention to the force with which he controls the aircraft.

In order to visually demonstrate the difference between the two, the Japanese test pilot simply got into the cabin, held the joystick with both hands, and demonstrated it to Su Qiwen in person in a simulated flight manner.

Su Qiwen lay on the edge of the cabin, carefully observing the other party's control details and comparing them with his own movements when flying the Nakajima Ki-27.

He found that, as the Japanese test pilots had said, the new fighter was significantly more agile than the Nakajima Ki-27.

Taking takeoff as an example, the former requires pulling the joystick and correcting the rudder by half as much as the latter, and the force used is also lighter.

"Susan, do you understand?"

The Japanese test pilot let go of the joystick and asked with a smile, then pointed to the front of the cockpit and introduced the changes on the instruments in a slightly boastful tone.

In order to reduce the burden on pilots and improve combat efficiency, new fighter jets have added a number of instruments, such as climb rate meter, fuel indicator, oil temperature gauge, engine temperature gauge and oil pressure gauge.

While listening, Su Qiwen silently took note of the instrument layout and their respective functions, and at the same time answered various questions raised by the Japanese test pilot.

It's not that the Japanese like to teach others, but it's a habit. The Japanese Army and Navy Air Force have been making every effort to train new pilots, and similar training activities are very common.

In the next few days, Su Qiwen followed the Japanese test pilots every day to learn how to control the new fighter jets, and showed his outstanding flying talent.

The Japanese test pilot expressed some regret that if Su Qiwen was a Japanese, he would definitely have the opportunity to fly the new fighter jet, but unfortunately he was not.

Su Qiwen smiled and said nothing, but every night after returning to the dormitory, he would secretly record, supplement and improve the intelligence on the new fighter jets in the toilet.

Although the Japanese pilot was quite wary of him and did not reveal key performance data such as range and maximum flight speed, the other party was not a professional intelligence officer after all, and he still inadvertently leaked a lot of important information.

During a conversation, the Japanese pilot said that it took him three hours to transfer. Considering the distance between Kobe and Wanggang Airport is 1500 kilometers, Su Qiwen calculated that the new aircraft had a speed of at least 500 kilometers per hour.

On the other hand, the public security situation around Harbin has improved, and the new fighter jets have gradually stopped their combat missions and continued their high-cold testing.

Three days later, the study officially ended. Su Qiwen looked at the tarmac reluctantly and strode towards the distance.

The next morning, Chen Ming came to the temporary resting place of Jin Dabanzi and other gang members, and met Gui Youguang, Wu Jingzhong and Colonel Gao. The four of them gathered together and talked in a low voice.

"Colonel Gao, this is the data of the Japanese's new fighter plane. Take a look and see if ordinary pilots can fly the new plane to take off and land."

Chen Ming took out a piece of paper with a smell from his shoe. Colonel Gao immediately lowered his head to check it. After reading it, he thought carefully for more than ten minutes before he replied.

"It's not a big problem. The two aircraft are similar in many aspects. I think the Japanese did this deliberately so that they can quickly train flying talents." Colonel Gao answered affirmatively.

In 4, four Nakajima Ki-27 fighter planes of the Japanese Army Aviation flew over Weinan. One of them was forced to land in a cotton field due to a mechanical failure. The pilot was rescued, but the fighter plane was seized by the Guo army.

The Guo army conducted a series of tests on the aircraft, and Colonel Gao was among the pilots in charge of the tests, so his answer is very valuable for reference.

Gui Youguang thought for a moment, looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, I think the time for action is ripe, we can start now.

The gang outside suffered heavy casualties, Ruilin can't hold out for long, and the puppet Manchukuo Secret Service Department has retrieved the files, so the enemy will pay attention to Su Qiwen at any time.

Once his brother's affair is exposed, it will certainly arouse the suspicion of the Japanese, so we must think about the worst possible scenario."

Wu Jingzhong and Chen Ming nodded. Some time ago, Su Qiwen asked someone to go to the restaurant to buy roast chicken as a way to warn them.

The man was a big mouth. Chen Ming asked a few questions and got the information he wanted. The Japanese puppets had retrieved the personnel files of all important agencies in the suburbs. Chen Ming immediately sent people to monitor Wanggang Airport and found that the spies did not seem to be targeting Su Qiwen, at least not yet, but it was better to act as soon as possible.

Seeing that everyone agreed with his opinion, Gui Youguang asked Colonel Gao: "Based on your experience, how long will it take for the people of the Third Flight Squadron to become familiar with the operation of the new fighter plane based on paper information alone?"

Colonel Gao pondered for a long time and said helplessly, "It's hard to say. If the opponent's flying skills are similar to Liu Guotai's, seven days will be enough at the earliest."

"Then calculate it as seven days!"

Gui Youguang said categorically that intelligence operations are inherently adventurous and cannot be perfect. As long as one of the six planes can successfully return to the Kuomintang-controlled area, it will be a victory.

After that, he ordered Wu Jingzhong: "Old Wu, you are responsible for contacting and commanding Jin Dabangzi's people. Act according to the deputy commander's plan on the day of the operation."

"Yes!" Wu Jingzhong replied with a serious expression.

Gui Youguang turned his gaze to Chen Ming again: "Deputy Team Leader Chen, the brothers of the Harbin Intelligence Station will cooperate with our actions in the city and attract the attention of the Japanese puppets. Is there any problem?"

"No problem." Chen Ming stood at attention, holding his head high and saying, "Brothers, we are all ready. The bomb is in place and can be detonated at any time."

Gui Youguang looked at the calendar on the wall and made the final arrangements: "Chen Ming, tell Su Qiwen to start the second step of the plan. Action will be taken on time at 3 a.m. seven days later. Everyone go and get ready."

That night, Su Qiwen, who was on leave from the camp, walked back to the dormitory. He had a frown on his face and looked very worried, which made the pilots in the same dormitory very confused.

During this period, he was a popular figure in the eyes of the Japanese. I heard that he was going to be promoted to a higher rank. Why did he look like this today?

Although some people were disgusted with Su Qiwen's recent behavior, someone still came over to show concern: "Su squad leader, are you okay? If you encounter any difficulties, tell the brothers."

Su Qiwen glanced outside the door, beckoned everyone to come over, and spoke slowly and in a low voice: "Do you think I'm a traitor?"

The pilots looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces. There was no need to answer this question. If it weren't for the solution proposed by the other party, the gang causing chaos outside would not have been quelled so quickly.

Seeing this, Su Qiwen stared at everyone closely and said a few words: "I want to rebel, are you willing to come with me?"

The pilots exclaimed in low voices, and some smart ones thought of the reason why Su Qiwen was trying to please the Japanese in a way that was out of character, but they were not alone and had families behind them.

Thinking of what happened to their families after they defected, everyone lowered their heads. The dormitory was silent except for a few faint sighs.

Su Qiwen knew everyone's concerns and spoke again: "If your family can safely go to the Kuomintang-controlled area, are you willing to rebel with me?"

Swish, all the pilots raised their heads suddenly, their eyes shining, but there was still suspicion on their faces.

The Japanese surveillance of the people of Manchukuo was everywhere. Ordinary people needed to provide their resident ID and special certificates to go out. Otherwise, they could not even buy train tickets, let alone leave Manchukuo.

Su Qiwen saw the reactions of these people and felt relieved. He said calmly, "To be honest, it was the Military Control Commission that contacted me. I think you should be relieved now."

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. The name of the Military Control Commission was well-known even in Manchukuo.

The pilots put aside their worries and assured Su Qiwen one by one that as long as their families were safe, they were willing to join the government and do their part for the anti-Japanese cause.

Su Qiwen was overjoyed and lowered his voice: "Okay! But words are not enough, surrender requires a token of surrender, and those six new Japanese aircraft are the best gift.

I have the cockpit instrument diagram and flying tips of the new aircraft here. Everyone, hurry up and familiarize yourself with them. We only have six days."

His voice became lower and lower, and the pilots listened attentively. After explaining the plan, Su Qiwen glanced at everyone.

"Brothers, let me be frank with you. You should think more about your family in everything you do. If anyone dares to be a traitor, I don't need to tell you what will happen to him."

The pilots present had solemn expressions on their faces. The Military Control Commission had always been rude in dealing with traitors, and would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go. Not only the traitors themselves, but also their families would not escape death.

Under Su Qiwen's soft and hard tactics, all the pilots of the Puppet Manchukuo's Third Flying Squadron joined the action. This was all thanks to the Japanese's ruthlessness, otherwise the rebellion would not have been so smooth.

At the same time, this was not a decision Gui Youguang made on a whim. For this rebellion, the Military Intelligence Bureau personnel in Shancheng and Harbin made tremendous efforts. They investigated the experiences, ideological trends, and political tendencies of these pilots in detail, which led to the scene just now.

Deep in the mountains and forests dozens of miles away from Wanggang Airport, a heated discussion was also taking place in the "Di Fantian" camp.

After Ruilin's "reminder", the gangsters set their sights on a new target, a golden train passing through Harbin and heading to Xinjing in seven days.

Zhen Sanjiang recalled the failure of his first robbery of the Sandagouzi gold and slammed the table. He decided to make a quick decision this time and stop after completing this job.