novelhk Chapter 163 Airport Uprising
Chapter 163 Airport Uprising
A few days ago, Gu Han and his team destroyed 42 planes. In the past few days, there has been the sound of planes here again, but no one can get in. The informant Hu Mantun who could get in is dead. Nobody knows how many planes are inside or where they are parked.
He gathered several quick-witted and capable team members and explained the aiming, installation principles, and operating procedures of the artillery on-site, providing hands-on guidance on basic movements.
However, the team members had never fired such heavy weapons before. Even though they understood the principles, they were still unsure and lacked confidence when it came to actually using them.
Seeing this, Yan Shuo simply went to a secluded spot and summoned three more weapon dolls, bringing them over to have them personally operate and aim at the target. He had his team members help load ammunition and manage logistics while carefully observing and learning, familiarizing themselves with the operating techniques, in preparation for the subsequent clearing operation.
Time flew by and it was noon on the fourth day. Just as everyone was on high alert, a chaotic cacophony of shouts and wails suddenly came from the direction of the Qinghuwa Field Airfield in the distance, mixed with sporadic gunshots and the roar of vehicles. The sounds rose and fell, penetrating the air with great force.
Yan Shuo and Lin Guodong exchanged a glance, a cold glint flashing in their eyes—the drug had taken effect.
When the time was right, Yan Shuo immediately took five doll-like soldiers, quickly changed into the Japanese doctor uniforms that had been prepared in advance, disguised themselves as a medical team ordered to go to the airport for treatment, and hurried to the highway on the outskirts of the town to intercept the medical vehicle heading to the airport.
Not long after, a Japanese medical vehicle slowly drove up. Yan Shuo immediately signaled the weapon doll to hide. When the vehicle stopped and the driver and a lieutenant doctor from Fujian got out to check the road conditions, the men suddenly attacked. Their movements were swift and decisive. Before the two could react, they had subdued them and cleanly ended their lives.
Yan Shuo casually put the two corpses into his spatial ring to avoid leaving any traces. Then, he got into the car with the weapon dolls, had one of them drive, and sat in the passenger seat. He calmly imitated the appearance and posture of a Japanese officer and sped towards the Qinghuwa Field Airport.
Along the way, we indeed saw several wolfhounds kept by the Japanese army, including gray wolves and Akitas. They were all agile and fierce-looking, and were all rare and good dogs.
Yan Shuo glanced at the dogs, his eyes expressionless, and sneered inwardly: It's a pity you chose the wrong master. In a moment, I will send you all to heaven to pay for the lives of your fallen brethren.
Along the way, they passed several puppet army checkpoints. The puppet soldiers on the checkpoints saw the few people in Japanese uniforms in the car, but they did not dare to ask any questions. They just glanced at them and quickly let them pass. They did not even dare to conduct a routine inspection, for fear of offending the Japanese army.
Soon, the vehicle arrived at the entrance of Qinghuwa Field Airport, where Japanese sentries immediately stopped it.
The sentry walked to the passenger window, sized up Yan Shuo, then reached out to ask for his pass. As he looked through the document, he frowned and asked, "Sasuke, do you know what kind of food can cause a sudden stomachache, making someone look like they're drunk, but with a rapid heartbeat and painful struggle? What kind of poisoning causes these symptoms?"
Yan Shuo frowned slightly, feigning deep thought, and said in a serious tone, "Um, brother, based on your description alone, I can't determine the specific type of poisoning. The exact situation depends on the patients' symptoms. Since it's a widespread outbreak, it's highly likely caused by improper food consumption. It's best to test the food's ingredients first; we can't rule out the possibility of poisoning! Medicine is an extremely precise discipline; we can't prescribe medication based on mere guesswork. If the wrong medication is used and the patient dies, there's no way to save them."
"Um, Sasuke, why does your voice sound different?" The sentry looked through the documents, then suddenly looked up at Yan Shuo with a puzzled expression and a hint of wariness in his voice.
Yan Shuo's heart skipped a beat. He deliberately lowered his voice, pretending to have a hoarse throat, and said impatiently, "Yoshino, I drank too much a few days ago and had a fever. I'm still not fully recovered, so my throat is naturally uncomfortable! Stop talking nonsense. The people inside the airport are waiting for medical treatment. If we delay important matters, neither of us can afford the consequences. Let them through immediately!"
"Hi! Excuse me! Dr. Sasuke, please come in!" Upon hearing this, Sentinel Yoshino immediately looked flustered, quickly lowered his head, and respectfully handed his identification back to Yan Shuo with both hands. Then he bowed deeply, quickly stepped aside to make way, and waved to the sentry next to him to let him pass without the slightest hesitation.
Yan Shuo took the ID card, casually put it in his pocket, and glanced indifferently at Yoshino in front of him.
He sneered inwardly. This kid knew Sasuke and was quite familiar with the doctor's voice characteristics. Unfortunately, it was Yan Shuo who was sitting in the car now.
So what if we know each other? Now that we've let him in, Yoshino's life will end today as well.
The vehicle slowly drove into the airport, and Yan Shuo looked around.
The Qinghuwa field airfield is not very large. Lin Guodong had previously reported that the 42 aircraft destroyed in the last raid were already at full capacity at this airfield.
Bombers are relatively large and take up more space; if smaller fighter jets were used instead, more space could be accommodated.
Yan Shuo pondered to himself that it was early 1940, and the Japanese Zero fighters were still only available in carrier-based versions, all deployed on aircraft carriers and not yet deployed to the Chinese inland battlefield. They were probably still on standby in Japan, so there was no way they could be seen at the airfields.
As soon as they entered the airport area, Yan Shuo immediately opened the bird's-eye view map and instructed into his headset, "Xiao Zhi, share the map with all the weapon dolls."
As soon as he finished speaking, the several weapon dolls beside him simultaneously received the map, which accurately marked all areas in the airport, including the barracks, canteen, maintenance area, and warehouse.
With the help of a bird's-eye view map, the scenery within a one-kilometer radius can be seen in its entirety.
Yan Shuo's gaze swept quickly across the maintenance area, and he soon locked onto the eight newly arrived Type 97 heavy bombers.
These heavy bombers have a huge bomb load, and judging from this, they are most likely the weapons that the Japanese army is preparing to deploy to bomb Chongqing.
In addition, the maintenance area also has 6 Type 97 light explosives and 4 Type 98 light explosives.
Yan Shuo raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of impatience rising in his heart: Just a few bombers? That's far from enough.
他的目光转向不远处的库房区，藉助地图仔细清点，只见库房旁还停放着13架96陆攻、5架97战、5架95战，全程未见一架教练机。
It was just past 1 p.m., and all the planes were quietly parked in the maintenance area. A few ground crew members were busy around the planes, some refueling, some loading ammunition and attaching bombs, but everyone was distracted, their attention frequently glancing towards the barracks, canteen and parade ground.
It's obvious they were drawn in by the chaos inside the airport.
The airport was no longer in order; a chaotic cacophony of sounds rose and fell, penetrating the air.
Gunshots, shouts, cursing and arguing, fistfights, and even vulgar insults were heard. Occasionally, there were even scenes of bayonets being drawn. It was a complete mess.