Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Time goes back fifteen minutes ago, in the middle of the Qiongzhou Strait.

At an altitude of five thousand meters, dozens of twin-engine fighter jets are soaring above the sea of ​​clouds at a cruising speed of 483 kilometers per hour.

As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. Thanks to the previous experience of escorting the 1st Marine Brigade's transport aircraft formation, Captain Wang Hai's support efficiency this time can be said to have reached a new high.

It is worth mentioning that.

At this time when the atmosphere should have been serious, a unique solo concert was taking place in the lead plane at the front of the entire battle formation.

"Huangfengling, 800 miles long, was once a fertile land outside the Great Wall. But one day, a rat plague suddenly arose, and the air became so dark that no one could see the world. Without a father or a king, there is no law, and even those who commit crimes are protected by God."

"Fortunately, the Great Sage borrowed the power of Buddha, and the evil wind was temporarily subdued."

Even ace pilots have to face many challenges when flying long distances, especially how to relieve the double fatigue of psychology and physiology, which has always been one of the difficult problems that comrades need to solve.

Fortunately, the Mosquito is a two-seat fighter.

During the long flight, the bombardier and navigator in the co-pilot seat can find ways to relieve boredom, just like Fang Ziyi who is howling at this moment.

Thanks to the thermobaric chamber, his singing was full of energy.

Coupled with the lyrics adapted from classic masterpieces, the refreshing effect is simply unparalleled.

"That's enough. Did you learn the storytelling from Director Huang? A tone-deaf teacher can't teach a good apprentice."

"Learn something good in the future. If you really can't do it, go to the 1st Marine Brigade to find Li Yunlong. He will definitely be willing to teach you the Yellow River Cantata."

When Fang Ziyi sang a rhythmic Sanxian tune again in his poor Shaanxi dialect, Captain Wang Hai frowned in impatience.

To be honest, singing or listening to music can indeed relieve fatigue, but it seems that my comrades-in-arms are a little too excited.

This scene is very similar to the PLA Military Band participating in the Russian International Military Music Festival.

If the regiment commander and political commissar are not at home, we can march into the concert hall and play some jazz for the Party.

When people are embarrassed, they usually pretend to be busy. After hearing the captain's complaints, Fang Ziyi first pretended to look at the clouds outside the cabin, and then took up the conversation.

"Hehe, Yellow River Cantata, why didn't I think of it before? After this mission is over, I will definitely go to Brigade Commander Li to learn from him."

As the two were chatting, the beautiful scenery of the coastline suddenly emerged from the gaps in the clouds.

Seeing this, Captain Wang Hai decisively picked up the communicator placed in front of him and calmly issued new orders to the entire combat formation.

"Comrades, we are about to arrive at the final destination of this operation: Haikou Dayingshan Airport. Everyone, keep your eyes open and carefully observe the surrounding airspace to prevent your whereabouts from being exposed in advance."

"Everyone, step up! Attack the enemy at top speed!"

"Roger that!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the pilots stepped on the gas.

Accompanied by bursts of hawk-like screams, all the Mosquito tactical bombers followed the pace of their captain and burst out at an incredible speed of 694 kilometers per hour.

Feeling the strong push on his back, Fang Ziyi said with envy:
"This new aircraft and new engine are really powerful. It won't be long before the headquarters will let our Air Force establish a fourth division-level unit." "Alas, I don't know when our Second Division will be able to fly new aircraft. Compared with the upgraded Mosquito, the Sabre Typhoon is still a bit inferior."

"Look forward to the storm!"

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That’s right, the type of aircraft supporting the 1st Marine Brigade this time is a tactical bomber, not the twin-engine heavy fighter that previously escorted the transport aircraft formation.

It's a coincidence.

When the comrades of the Weapon Experimental Research Bureau independently developed and manufactured a more advanced Republic of China version of the "Grayback Falcon" engine, the usually stingy Awakening Brave Tiger unexpectedly received a rare wave of gold coins.

After half a day of loading and updating, the scientific research related to tactical bombers has undergone earth-shaking changes.

When Huang He checked the new developments, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Wake Up the Kitten not only skipped the Wellington, which entered service in 1936, but also unlocked the Beaufort shore-based bomber, which was outdated as soon as it entered service.

This operation is simple and crude, which is equivalent to the system freeing up a scientific research slot for Mr. Huang and helping TG save 120 days of scientific research cooling period.

Well, it turns out to be a scientific research acceleration card, which makes perfect sense.

Of course, the surprises this time are far more than that. Compared with the two outdated equipment, the tactical bomber that will be unlocked later is the top priority.

This new Mosquito is equipped with two engines with 1946 technology level, and its total horsepower reaches 4060.

Such exaggerated power can definitely stop all current and future mass-produced fighters and interceptors of the Japanese army and navy in their tracks.

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After flying southeast for about five minutes, the supporting Eighth Route Army Air Force arrived at the mission airspace.

Looking at the faintly visible cross-shaped runway below, as well as the hangars, fuel depots, and logistics support buildings distributed around the runway, Captain Wang Hai once again gave orders via the radio:

"Attention all crews! Attention all crews!"

"We have arrived at Haikou Dayingshan Airport and are about to enter combat position! Everyone, lower your altitude and attack freely. We must destroy all enemies!"

"Don't be afraid of damaging the airport facilities. The Qiongya Independence Team has a strong local mass base, and after the war there will naturally be someone responsible for maintenance and renovation."

"The action begins!"

After saying this, Captain Wang Hai took the lead in launching a shallow dive, aiming directly at the hangar complex behind the left side of the runway.

Naturally, the rest of the comrades were unwilling to fall behind, and they all manipulated their own Mosquitoes to launch an overwhelming saturation attack on the predetermined target.

While lowering the altitude, Captain Wang couldn't help but recall an incident that made him feel very upset.

It was the same South China Sea, and the same battle with the enemy, but the difference in equipment between us was completely different from the current situation. In order to monitor and intercept the EP-3, a sea and air defender could no longer set foot on the road home.

After a brief moment of distraction, Captain Wang Hai glanced at Fang Ziyi, who was sitting diagonally behind him.

Then, he smiled with relief, and then whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"Given TG's current development speed, there will definitely not be any more collisions in the future. Although 81192 is gone, we have the new 192."

"No enemy, now or in the future, has the right to say to us that they are talking to China from a position of strength." (End of this chapter)