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Chapter 292 First experience with Republic of China Airlines

Early morning, Longhua Airport in Shanghai.

Although the Spring Festival has passed, the morning light of early spring still comes a little late. Coupled with the fact that it is close to the seaside, the airport has a heavy feeling of dusk.

On both sides of the runway, the dim lights were like a string of suspended lanterns in the fog, emitting circles of halo.

"Boom~"

The distant bells came from the Longhua Ancient Temple not far from the airport, penetrating through the fog and awakening the entire airport to life.

Staff members began to appear on the airport's runways, hangars, fuel warehouses, etc., and began to prepare for a new day's work.

Not long after, the sun poked half of its head out and illuminated the earth.

On the road connecting the airport to the city, a car drove slowly over. Under the watchful eyes of the airport guards, the car stopped at the entrance of the Mantetsu Aviation Office.

As the car door opened, a young man in a suit and black-rimmed glasses got out of the car and walked into the office.

On the other side of the car, a man wearing a beret who looked like an assistant ran to the back of the car neatly, opened the trunk and took out a large suitcase, carrying it and followed behind the young man.

"Xili-kun, good morning, why are you here free?"

As soon as the young man entered the office, the manager of the office, Takeya Ota, walked up and greeted him.

This Nishiri Tatsuo is a reporter from the Shanghai United News Agency. He is somewhat famous among the Japanese expatriates in Shanghai. He has even published his articles in the mainland.

"Ota-kun, good morning."

Nishiri Tatsuo nodded to Ota Kenya, pointed at himself and his assistant and said:

"It's like this. I need to go to Manchuria in a hurry. The trains and ships are too slow, so I wanted to ask if there are any vacancies on today's flight?"

"Here. Mr. Xili, please wait a moment and I'll go see how to arrange it, okay?"

"Excuse me, Ota-kun."

"Xili Jun is too polite. Please sit down for a while. I will be here soon."

"Ok."

After a simple conversation, Ota Kenya went to the manager's office to check the transportation arrangements, leaving Niri Tatsuo and his assistant sitting in the reception area of ​​the office waiting for the other party's reply.

And when the face of Assistant Siri Longfu was revealed, people familiar with Lu Feng could recognize some shadows on it.

That's right, this assistant of Sirili Longfu is Lu Feng pretending to be.

As for why Lu Feng appeared here, and in his capacity as a Japanese reporter's assistant, we have to start with the batch of arms and smoke that Satomi revealed.

That afternoon, after the Ming family and Ming Jing agreed to cooperate in establishing a penicillin production factory, Lu Feng began to prepare for this batch of arms and smoke.

However, after studying the specific intelligence information, Lu Feng found that there was a problem that he could not solve:

time.

I got the news too late. According to the intelligence, the batch of arms and smoke had been loaded from Fengtian and was on its way to Dandong Port.

Five days later, the cargo ship "Changshou Shanwan" carrying these goods will set sail from Dandong Port.

At the current speed of trains and ships, it will take three or four days to get from Shanghai to Luda, and it will take at least one day to go from Luda to Dandong.

In other words, even if Lu Feng sets out immediately, he will not be able to catch up with the cargo ship "Changshou Shanwan". Once the cargo ship goes to sea, it will be basically impossible for Lu Feng to find its traces on the vast sea.

Realizing that he was not strong enough to handle the matter, Lu Feng immediately went to Duan Haiping and informed him of the news, hoping that the Red Party could intercept or destroy the Japanese transportation plan this time.

However, after consulting his superiors, Duan Haiping gave a somewhat helpless answer.

Dandong has been occupied by the Japanese invaders for a long time, and it is close to Fengtian, so the Japanese rule is very strong. The Anti-Alliance's tentacles can hardly reach there, and there are only a few underground workers there. Area activities.

With their own strength, it would be difficult for them to carry out such a difficult task.

After learning about the current situation, Lu Feng didn't say anything. After all, the actual difficulties lay here. Just thinking that a large amount of cigarette smoke will pour into Shanghai to poison the Chinese people, and that the Japanese's strength in Shanghai will be strengthened again, makes Lu Feng feel a little uncomfortable.

Seemingly sensing "Mr. Lu's" reluctance, Duan Haiping came up with a bold idea after thinking for a long time.

That is to send "Mr. Lu" to the Northeast by air transport.

At first, Lu Feng thought that the air transportation Duan Haiping was talking about meant taking a plane to Peking or Tianjin, and then transferring to Luda-Dandong. In this way, the time could be shortened by a day or two.

But what Lu Feng never expected was that the route arranged by Duan Haiping was for Lu Feng to fly all the way to Dandong.

You must know that currently, the only direct route from Shanghai to Manchuria is Manchuria Airlines, and they only deal with Japanese people, so Japanese people with unusual connections must be qualified.

Then, Lu Feng took the token given by Duan Haiping and connected with Xili Longfu in front of him. The other party didn't ask anything, so he took Lu Feng, who had changed his make-up, to Longhua Airport.

This reporter from the Shanghai United News Agency, whose true identity is an underground member of the Japanese Communist Party, has been working hard to cooperate with the Red Party's underground work in Shanghai.

If it weren't for the firm stance and great value that "Mr. Lu" has always shown, the Red Party would not have exposed the identity of such an important informant.

Not long after, Ota Kenya came out. He smiled and said to Nishiri Tatsuo:

"Xili Jun, the arrangements have been made. You can take today's flight later."

"Thank you so much, Ota-kun."

After being polite for a while, Nishiri Tatsuo and Ohta Kenya paid for two tickets. As for the luggage, Ohta Kenya gave them free shipping.

It's a good deal for Xili Longfu.

At eight o'clock, under the guidance of the ground staff, Lu Feng and Xili Longfu carried their luggage to the runway and prepared to board the plane.

On the wide runway, a bright silver Type 97 transport aircraft was ready. Under the fuselage, several ground staff could be seen carrying cargo to the aircraft.

The suitcase in Lu Feng's hand was put into the cargo hold, and he and Siri Longfu sat in the small passenger cabin.

There are only eight seats in the cabin, but these seats are all empty. Lu Feng and Xili Longfu are the only two passengers.

You must know that air tickets are not expensive these days. Under normal circumstances, few people travel by air unless it is for some urgent military and political matters.

On weekdays, Mantetsu Airlines' main business is to transport urgent and valuable mail.

After sitting on the seat and fastening the seat belt, Lu Feng looked at the small square window at hand and began to look forward to this rare flight trip in the Republic of China.

However, before the plane took off, Lu Feng's expectations were gone.

Because it's really too noisy.

The two engines on the wings were running almost right next to you, and the loud mechanical noise made Lu Feng's scalp numb.

As the plane took off, Lu Feng became completely disappointed with this flight.

Airplanes these days are not even very airtight, so you can’t even expect them to have any sound insulation or comfort.

Cold, noisy, shaking, shaking, and numbness.

These five words are the best summary of Lu Feng’s experience with Republic of China Airlines.

　Um, it's the end of the month again. There are so many book friends who have voted for me. I can't sit here anymore. It's just because I'm not well-known. Thank you all.

　　Thanks to the book friends for their recommendation votes and support. gratitude.

　　I heard from the big guys in the author group that another author has been admitted to the ICU, and writing a book is indeed a dangerous thing.

　　I did a simple physical examination and found the same symptoms: irregular heartbeat, high blood pressure, and liver problems.

　　I also have to cultivate myself.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)