Republic of China: Ace Pilot

Chapter 536, Part 522: The Assassination of the Major Traitor, Chennault's Visit to Yangon

On the fourth day in Hong Kong, the people who participated in last night's clinic operation reunited.

On the coffee table in the room was a large steamer basket filled with steaming hot buns.

"Time to eat steamed buns."

Everyone picked up the hot buns and ate them for breakfast.

Fang Wen also took one and took a bite.

"How was it? I did it," the eagle asked with a smile.

After tasting it, Fang Wen replied, "The buns have a soft and chewy skin, are large, and have plenty of filling. The filling is fresh and fragrant. They taste good."

"Sir, can't you taste the flavor? My restaurant is very famous in Jinan, and we even have a branch on the street outside the airport."

After saying that, the eagle smiled and looked at Fang Wen.

When he said that, Fang Wen actually remembered.

Jizhenyuan, a time-honored restaurant in Luokou, Jinan, has opened a branch on the commercial street outside the airport. The steamed buns made in the morning are the best-selling items.

The steamed buns really look like the ones made by eagles.

He asked in surprise, "You're from Jinan?"

"Yes, Jinan fell last year, and my family and I fled to Hong Kong. Because of the resistance against Japan, I joined the underground party. I recognized you the first day you arrived. The famous Boss Fang, our Jinan Air Force."

"It's a pity about Jinan," Fang Wen sighed. "It was abandoned before even a single battle was fought."

"That guy was executed too, what a relief." Eagle paused: "Last night when you fought, did you use the 'Beng' technique from Bajiquan?"

Bajiquan? Fang Wen was surprised. He was fighting purely on his instincts and hadn't thought about using any moves, but he didn't expect to be suspected of using martial arts.

He could only explain, "I don't know martial arts, I'm just strong and quick-witted."

"You don't know martial arts? What a pity. If you had practiced martial arts from a young age, your achievements would have been limitless," the eagle remarked.

Gong Xiuneng, standing to the side, couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Why bother learning martial arts these days? Even a master like my master would be blown to bits by a single cannonball. It's better to just use guns and cannons."

After a year of military training, Gong Xiuneng transformed from a pure martial artist into a soldier. In his view, the more direct and powerful the killing of the enemy, the better.

Fang Wen glanced at Gong Xiu Neng, signaling him not to speak carelessly.

Just then, White Dove came in from outside, carrying several newspapers.

He said, "The matter of the traitor Wang has been reported, and his residence will soon be surrounded by the people. In addition, his medical supplies have run out, so he will probably have to be moved today. We must keep a close eye on him and be ready to act at any time."

At this point, Bai Ge suddenly became serious and said, "If he leaves port today, that will be the last chance. Now, let's briefly assign the mission."

The assignment of temporary planned tasks is not complicated.

Basically, all parties continued their original responsibilities, but an additional method was used: a Taishan walkie-talkie was borrowed for communication during operations.

Afterwards, they went their separate ways.

(Taishan Walkie Talkie)

HSBC Building.

Today is probably my last day at work.

Fang Wen and Gong Xiuneng arrived at the General Affairs Department early to report for duty.

The portly section chief opened the door with a yawn, "You two are doing well, keep up the good work."

After he finished speaking, he lay down on the chair and fell fast asleep.

Fang Wen and Gong Xiuneng took their cleaning supplies and went upstairs to start working.

As usual, Gong Xiu provided cover while Fang Wen opened the door to the storage room on the sixth floor's east wing and entered.

After entering the room, he put on the TV camera helmet, picked up the sniper rifle and put it away, then entered surveillance and aiming mode.

Within the mechanical perception field of vision, the entire area below is visible.

The British added more checkpoints, prohibiting people from entering the entire street.

Outside the streets, people holding flags chanted patriotic slogans and clashed with British soldiers.

But in any case, they will not allow entry into this street.

Meanwhile, at the Wang residence, the people inside were hurriedly packing their belongings, clearly preparing to leave.

But the traitor Wang did not set off from the west wing.

He seemed to be waiting for someone.

Who are we waiting for? Fang Wen shifted his gaze outward, scanning the nearby streets.

He saw a car driving by.

The car stopped outside the British military checkpoint, and someone got out; it was a British man.

Moreover, his position must be quite high. He ordered them to leave, then got back into his car and drove into the closed street.

The car drove along the empty street and stopped outside the Wang residence. Two people then got out of the car.

One was the British man who had just gotten off the train, and the other was even wearing a Japanese military uniform.

Fang Wen immediately understood that the reason why the traitor Wang hadn't left yet was for this meeting.

He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and made a call.

"The wine grapes call to the white doves."

A moment later, the communication was established.

"This is the White Dove."

"Traitor Wang is meeting with the Japanese."

"Received, we will follow up."

Fang Wen shut down the communication, took a deep breath, and re-entered mechanical perception mode.

At the same time, with the shoulder against the stock, the body adjusts the position of the gun based on mechanical senses.

From his field of vision, he saw that the British did not go inside, but were waiting by the car.

The Japanese officer was then taken to the west wing.

The two then met alone in the room, but Fang Wen didn't know what they talked about.

From this angle, the bullet probably wouldn't be able to penetrate the wall, so Fang Wen maintained his posture and waited for an opportunity.

Time passed little by little.

The officer produced a document, and Fang Wen saw some of the handwriting; it appeared to be a letter of appointment.

Wang accepted the package with a smile and handed it to his assistant to put in the briefcase.

He then shook hands with the officer and they walked out of the room together.

The opportunity is here.

Fang Wen controlled the muzzle, adjusting the gun body little by little.

The gun barrel remained locked on the area slightly above Wang's temple.

The two walked to the door of the side room, but did not open the door and go out directly.

Several men in black stood outside the door, providing cover. Then the door opened, and a man wearing a hat and a black trench coat was escorted towards a black car inside the courtyard.

Fang Wen's gun barrel did not move.

He knew perfectly well that the target was still inside and hadn't come out at all.

The man got into a car, escorted by two vehicles, one in front and one behind, and drove out of the Wang residence. Then, British military vehicles led the way, taking him away from the street.

Meanwhile, Wang, the real traitor in the west wing, opened the side door of the wing and left with the Japanese officer and his assistant through another secret passage.

He's using a feint, drawing attention with the main force while he sneaks away.

This was originally a very good plan, but unfortunately Fang Wen was here this time, so his secret operation was useless.

Fang Wen placed his finger on the trigger ring, and the gun slowly shifted its angle.

He wasn't in the perfect sniping position yet; he was still waiting for his chance.

At this time, another team also encountered a problem.

Several groups launched attacks on the convoy.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and it was impossible to tell who was a member of the underground Communist Party, the Kuomintang secret service, a local gang, or someone else.

(Modified Taishan 98k sniper rifle)

While the battle raged on the other side, Fang Wen remained focused, keeping his eyes fixed on the three people in his field of vision.

They were walking through a narrow, dark passageway.

They walked for 40 meters before finally emerging from the narrow passage.

At the exit, in a back alley, was a car covered with a black cloth.

The Japanese officer lifted the cover, opened the car door, and Wang and his assistant rushed into the back seat.

At that moment, Fang Wen almost fired, but stopped. His assistant blocked his way.

There's a one-in-three chance the shot will hit the assistant.

This precious, fatal shot cannot be wasted.

He turned his gun towards the car's fuel tank.

As a mechanical superhuman, he knows better than anyone how to make a car explode out of control.

The officer got into the driver's seat, started the car, drove out of the alley, and then immediately accelerated to leave.

A bullet suddenly came from above and accurately hit the fuel tank located at the left rear wheel position of the chassis.

Three bullets hit the fuel tank in succession, immediately igniting the gasoline inside.

A burst of flames erupted, and the explosion of the fuel tank caused the rear of the car to lift up before it rolled sideways.

The car was upside down, with flames burning at its rear.

6th floor of the HSBC building.

Fang Wensan's shot hit the car's fuel tank, causing the car to overturn and catch fire.

His gun was still pointed at the car.

The target inside is still alive.

A hand reached out from the driver's seat, attempting to open the car door.

However, the car doors twisted during the rollover and were locked, making them impossible to open.

He then tried to climb out through the broken front window.

A bullet struck him in the left chest, and the Japanese officer struggled but then stopped moving.

Fang Wen continued to aim at the two people in the back seats, ready to kill them with a single shot if they dared to show themselves.

If the other party doesn't come out, the burning gasoline will destroy the entire car, and the people inside will naturally not survive.

He waited, but no one came out. Then, a sudden burst of flames engulfed the person inside.

Fang Wen was stunned; the other person was dead just like that.

Moreover, their identities may not even be verifiable.

Did I complete the task of eliminating the traitor?
He turned to observe from the other side.

The arrival of British troops forced the various attacking forces to cease fighting and leave safely.

this.
The real traitor Wang Jingwei is dead.

His convoy, disguised as a car, left.

Will he still show up after that?

Fang Wen was unaware that, at this moment, he was also unable to come forward and prove to others that the three badly burned corpses in the car were the notorious traitor Wang Jingwei, his assistant, and a Japanese officer.

But at the very least, he wanted to tell his fellow participants what had happened.

He then picked up the walkie-talkie.

"The wine grapes call to the white doves."

"White dove received. Wine grapes, I'm sorry, our operation has failed."

"There was no failure. Your attack was a fake. The real traitor Wang and the Japanese officer he was meeting left through a secret passage at the back, driving a black Chevrolet to escape. The car has now exploded, and they are all dead inside."

"You mean, the notorious traitor Wang Jingwei is dead?"

"Yes, but I have no proof. He was burned to a crisp."

"Alright, I'll investigate. You all leave immediately and stay at the bar. We'll come find you by tonight at the latest."

"it is good."

Fang Wen ended the call.

They then began disassembling the sniper equipment.

The tripod was folded into a 2-centimeter-wide board, and the sniper rifle was disassembled into parts such as the barrel, receiver, and scope and placed in the bag.

Once everything was packed, he left the room carrying his bag.

Gong Xiuneng, who was pretending to clean on the sixth floor, saw Fang Wen come out and quickly went over. "Commander, is it done?"

"It's done. Let's leave."

The two went straight downstairs. When they were on the third floor, Fang Wen made a special trip back to the General Affairs Department to return the cleaning tools. Then he tied the bag with a rope and lowered it out of the General Affairs Department's warehouse window.

The two then left the building, retrieved their bags from the side, and departed.

Not long after they left, the chubby section chief returned, looked at the resignation letters on the table, and couldn't help but sigh, "Two more have left. Is it impossible to find anyone willing to stay in this job for long?"

at dusk.

The bar started to get lively again.

Meanwhile, in the bar's cellar, the white dove arrived as promised.

He explained the situation: "We conducted an investigation from multiple angles. There were indeed three bodies in that car, but the fire was too intense to identify them. In addition, the convoy that had left returned. After searching the surrounding area and discovering the burning car, they immediately demanded the bodies from the British. Throughout the entire process, we did not see the traitor Wang. Under the current circumstances, we can only assume that he is missing and need time to verify whether he is alive or dead. There is no need to continue the anti-traitor operation."

Fang Wen nodded: "I plan to go back tonight."

Bai Ge nodded: "We now know your identity. Thank you for risking your life to come to Hong Kong to deliver the person and for personally participating in the anti-traitor operation. Please come with me; this time we'll go there by a different method."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Wen and Gong Xiu Neng, carrying their briefcases, met up with the three members of the anti-traitor team, and then got into a small truck and stopped at the Tung Wah Smallpox Police Station near Mount Davis on the west side of Hong Kong Island.

The Tung Wah Smallpox Vaccination Center was a place specifically for smallpox vaccination, which was used to prevent smallpox. Therefore, it was placed in such a remote location to avoid causing public panic.

A small cargo ship was moored on the coast near the Tung Wah Smallpox Bureau.

Before Fang Wen and his group boarded the ship, the white dove, the eagle, the magpie, and the shrike shook hands with them to say goodbye.

When it was Fang Wen's turn, the shrike spoke up, saying, "You are the most outstanding man I have ever met, it's a pity you're married. Otherwise, I would definitely pursue you."

Fang Wen was stunned. Even in the future, it would be hard for people to accept such words, but the revolutionary sons and daughters were open and honest, and didn't feel anything was wrong.

He smiled and shook hands with the shrike: "You are also very good. You will definitely find someone suitable for you in the future."

"Thank you. I hope we can fight the Japanese together on the battlefield in the future."

"Most definitely."

After saying goodbye, Fang Wen and his group boarded the ship and left.

The small steamship, which had come from Guangzhou to escape the war, sailed northwest in the night, passed through Shek Tsai Bay, and then sailed along the Tuen Mun coastline, eventually arriving at Nim Wan.

After the group went ashore, Pan Zhengxin led Fang Wen and the others to the hiding place of the plane.

There, the plane was covered with a black cloth, making it look like a fish farm.

With the help of local villagers, they removed the black cloth from the plane.

Fang Wen then started the plane, used his supernatural abilities to check its condition, and after confirming that there were no problems, he said goodbye to Pan Zhengxin and flew the plane into the sky.

After an overnight flight, the plane returned to Yangon's seaport.

After disembarking, Fang Wen arranged for the three members of the anti-traitor team to go to the land airport to take an international flight back to China.

International flights are currently terminating in Xi'an, not Chongqing. It's much more convenient for them to travel to Yan'an from Xi'an.

After arranging the itinerary for the three of them, Fang Wen prepared to go to the base in northern Myanmar.

But before going there, he needed to go to the headquarters first to understand the company's overall situation.

As soon as he arrived at headquarters and sat down in his office, Fang Shouxin came over to him.

"Uncle Fang, what is it?" he asked.

"Someone is looking for you. They're from Chongqing, and they're a foreigner."

"Oh. Where is he?"

"He said he wouldn't leave until he saw you at the company guesthouse."

"Didn't he say what he did?"

He said it was a foreign volunteer air force unit aiding China.

Fang Wen didn't recognize the name, but he still planned to meet him.

Therefore, Fang Shouxin arranged for someone to bring the person over.

Not long after, the person arrived.

He was a foreigner wearing a leather jacket.

He introduced himself: "Hello, I am Claire Lee Chennault. It's a pleasure to meet you. Your aerial combat record is very famous in the United States."

Chennault's name immediately made Fang Wen realize who the other person was.

The Flying Tigers, a very famous air force during the War of Resistance against Japan, were an important force that enabled the Nationalist Air Force to continue fighting against the Japanese Air Force after suffering heavy losses.

What was his purpose in coming to Yangon to find him?

(End of this chapter)