Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

In the early morning of the next day, the No. 1 permanent airport of the Qilu Military Region of the Eighth Route Army.

Under the pitch-black night, hundreds of white woven lights tore through the darkness from far and near. They were neatly arranged and marched towards the northwest corner of the base.

At this time when everything should be quiet, the Air Force canteen is extremely busy, and the lively atmosphere is even no less lively than that of the New Year temple fair.

In the kitchen, the three cooking teams have clear division of labor and various cooking methods emerge one after another.

Delicacies from different regions were cooked one after another, and the dishes on site were as sumptuous as a high-end banquet.

"Everyone, let's work harder and try to make a dozen more dishes. The comrades from the Third Air Division will be here soon, and we can't let the boys go to the battlefield hungry."

"Speed ​​up, speed up, dinner must be served on time!"

If we were to ask which air force had the best food treatment, it would be the strategic bomber force. Especially the meal before a mission, the soldiers' meals were always extraordinarily luxurious.

In the cafeteria, you can eat almost all the specialties of the country, from state banquet dishes to street snacks.

Compared with other major belligerent countries of the same period, this logistical treatment is top-notch.

Even if the chefs from USAAF and RAF were present in person, they would still have to admit that they were inferior.

At the same time, in the operations meeting room, LYL and several staff officers and intelligence officers were gathered around a table, passing a document around with serious expressions.

When the captains entered the room one after another, 103 silently counted the number of people in his mind, and then said:

"Please take your seats first. Some crew members haven't arrived yet."

"I know what you are thinking, and I also know the guesses in your hearts. Once everyone is gathered, I will personally announce the final answer. So comrades, please keep quiet and don't whisper in the meeting room."

The opening remarks by the captain of the company made the originally agitated scene suddenly quiet down. However, from the almost excited looks in the eyes of the captains, it was not difficult to see how excited they were.

There is no way. The current Air Force is the branch of the Eighth Route Army with the largest number of young and vigorous personnel.

As the only force with long-range strike capability, the young men are always eager to go into battle and kill the enemy, and eager to bring the war to the enemy's homeland.

After a while, all participants were in place.

As if sensing that the atmosphere in the room was a little too tense, 103 stood up from his seat and announced to everyone in a teasing tone:

"Before the briefing officially begins, I want to tell you one thing. To be precise, it's a piece of useless good news."

"Many comrades complained about the preserved fruits before, saying that they didn't send a telegram to the whole country in April. For some reasons that are not convenient to talk about, Baldy himself sent a letter of commendation to the border area and the headquarters yesterday."

"In addition to verbal praise, the old man also sent 50,000 French francs and the official establishment of three bomber squadrons."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter and the meeting room was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Fifty thousand French francs?

This broken thing was still somewhat useful last year. At least I could buy 500 pigs to improve the food for the disaster victims in Henan Province, and it could also relieve some of the pressure on the infantry experts.

However, considering the current purchasing power of legal tender, it is still unknown whether it can buy 500 hams.

It's even funnier if it happens to the 3rd Air Division. There's not even enough money for the fuel to support a collective sortie for the entire division. Sending it out is just a piece of after-dinner fun.

What is the official organization of the three brigades?
Sorry, we are not interested in such useless things. You don't even pay the military salary, and these positions are only useful in diplomacy.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene had eased a lot, 103 nodded to the staff and intelligence officers, and then walked towards the wall with the military map.

The curtain was drawn, and a map of the bombing route from Lu Province to Kyushu Island in Japan came into view. In addition to the route, the map also clearly marked the enemy's reconnaissance and interception areas.

"Comrades! The Third Air Division's target tonight is the Japanese Navy's Sasebo Naval Base!"

"We are going to bomb the Japanese naval factories that produce submarines and destroyers, forcing the enemy in Southeast Asia and even the Pacific to return to defend, thereby buying time for the Vietnam Aid Advisory Group."

"Besides that, we can also make some extra money from this operation. In order to invite us to take action, the ugly countrymen handed over four destroyers as commission."

Kyushu is the base for the Japanese invasion of CX, the Republic of China, and Southeast Asia.

According to the plans of the border area and the headquarters, the 3rd Air Division will take the lead in taking action, attracting the attention of the Japanese navy through strategic bombing, and helping the Vietnam Aid Advisory Group share certain risks.

The mainland has been bombed, and it is not certain how many times. The main force of the Combined Fleet is in the waters around Guadalcanal. If your air force in Southeast Asia does not come to the rescue, who will?
As for the transactions between the border area and the ugly country?

Hehe, this can be said to be a coincidence, but there is also a certain degree of planning.

Ever since War Fox and Army Morale Wizard affirmed Huang He's strategic vision, he has participated in every overseas battle of the troops.

Just like the Doolittle Raid that provided cover for the 3rd Air Division four months ago, the departure of the Vietnam Aid Advisory Group in August was also the work of Huang.

If you are unlucky, your own air force will just bomb normally and attract the enemy's land and naval aviation to return to defend. If you are lucky, just like now, you can make a small profit.

There is no way, since the border area is the only one in Asia that can help Achou.

Besides! The cost of three Bensons and one Fletcher is only $2950 million.

To put it bluntly, the bombs used by the 3rd Air Division when it is deployed collectively cost more than this amount. It's such a good deal.

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Cheers, the cheers were deafening and resounded through the sky.

After hearing the details of the mission, the atmosphere in the combat meeting room instantly reached a peak. Even though LYL had just emphasized the meeting discipline, the young captains just couldn't keep calm.

It’s simple. I didn’t bomb enough last time.

Four months ago, the Third Air Division had only 100 Lancasters, and one of the crews had to return mid-flight due to a mechanical failure. Bombing the enemy's homeland with a thousand tons of bombs was not enough.

In comparison, the situation this time is much better.

A total of 150 four-engine strategic bombers, plus the escorting Mosquito. This level of attack, not to mention the reduction in firepower caused by the division of forces, is more or less a treat.

Well, the bombing of thousands of planes is promising in the future.

After a moment, 103 first looked at his watch to confirm the time, and then knocked on the table to maintain order.

"Okay, time is limited, everyone be quiet. Everything I say next is very important, everyone listen carefully."

"This operation is the first night bombing since the establishment of the Third Air Division. Don't feel any psychological pressure, just perform according to the training."

"It is important to remember that the outcome of the battle is not important; our goal is to force the enemy to retreat."

"Compared to the Tokugawa 3, Japan's radar, ground-based air defense, and night fighters are ridiculously weak. So, I hope to see all the crews return home safely at daybreak."

"Understood!" (End of chapter)