Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang were full of doubts and followed from the sky. What should we do? Song Minghao opened his mouth wide and felt that the section chief was dizzy.

Zuo Chong pointed to the sky: "Once we noticed that Jiang Jin was covered by accomplices, we would use the advantages of the plane to conduct long-distance reconnaissance and avoid surveillance."

Everyone was stunned. Although planes could be used for reconnaissance, they were reconnaissance artillery, large-scale marches, fortresses, and could they perform intelligence reconnaissance?

Wu Chunyang frowned: "Section Chief, the noise of those planes is too loud. The Japanese found that there were planes hovering nearby. Will they notice anything?"

Zuo Chong shook his head: "The Air Force is training every day, and the whole Jinling City is in turmoil. The Japanese should have been used to it for a long time and will not have doubts."

Song Minghao also raised the question: "Can you see the Japanese spies clearly on the plane? I'm afraid you can't see much farther through the telescope. How to solve this problem?"

"The best telescopes we usually use are German-made 6x24 telescopes, and 8x24 telescopes, which are enough to conduct reconnaissances around 800 meters.

Besides, the Air Force should have professional aerial cameras ① to shoot. The specific performance needs to be understood from the Air Force, which is not a problem.”

One person is short-sighted, two people are the best-sighted, and intelligence work needs to be considered from all aspects. Zuo Zhong is very satisfied with the current working atmosphere of the Intelligence Department. If you have any opinions, it is better than regretting it when you encounter problems.

Wu Chunyang and Song Minghao thought that if it was really as the section chief said, aircraft reconnaissance was a good way, and the Japanese would definitely not have imagined it.

Gui Youguang raised his hand: "But how the plane indicated the position and direction to us, how we directed their actions, the Air Force knew nothing about the information, and he knew that he would go to the dance hall to mess around all day."

Everyone nodded when they heard this. This was a problem. They could not land the plane and then take off for reconnaissance. Then the daylily would be cold by then.

Zuo Chong looked helpless and asked, "Didn't you think of a problem, how does the Air Force command the war? They naturally have a way to communicate with each other, as for not understanding intelligence."

He glanced at someone and smiled very happily. Since the Air Force did not understand intelligence operations, it would be a simple thing to send someone who knew what he knew about the world to heaven.

The next morning at six o'clock.

Zuo Zhong, who should be commanding at the support point, appeared on the command tower of the Ming Forbidden City Airport. A lieutenant colonel was accompanied by him, watching the three reconnaissance planes on the runway that were refueling and repairing.

"Captain Left, if Mr. Zhu hadn't had the pleading of his relationship, Director Dai would not have been able to mobilize three planes to cooperate with your operations. However, this is the first time I have encountered it with the plane for intelligence reconnaissance."

The lieutenant colonel said bluntly, as if he didn't care about the secret service that everyone feared. He was full of jokes when talking about Dai Chunfeng, without any fear.

However, considering that the other party has become the captain of the Air Force in his twenties, it is understandable that he dares to speak like this, after all, he is the four future kings.

Zuo Chong smiled and said, "Your Brigade is famous in Jinling City these days. Zuo was woken up by you in the morning, fell asleep at noon by listening to the roar, and when he encountered difficulties, he thought of you.

Captain Gao, please forgive Zuo for saying something unnecessary. Some commanders said that you are wasting precious fuel and try to take off as late as possible in the future. Sometimes you would rather offend a gentleman than a villain."

The high school college looked at the young captain beside him and knew that he was telling the truth. It was not right to disturb people's dreams after all, but there was no way. The pilot had to rely on training to control the sky.

However, the Military Commission allocated very little fuel to the Air Force, and the pilot could only conduct flight training near the airport. Once it flew far away, it was very likely that it would crash due to exhaustion of fuel. What should he do?

Of course he would not explain this to a spy, so he nodded: "Your spy department must not break your promise, otherwise I will move the training ground above the Honggong Temple."

Zuo Chong patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, it's just a little oil, that's nothing." He thought to himself that if there was a plane hovering over Dai Chunfeng's head every day, wouldn't it be like falling heads?

"Dingling."

A phone rang in the command tower, Zuo Zhong picked it up directly: "Hey, has the target set out? Okay, this dedicated line can be connected at any time, and report to me immediately if there is any situation."

On the other end of the phone was Song Minghao, who was responsible for staying at the support point, and Zuo Chong handed over the on-site command to Wu Chunyang, and he went to the airport to be responsible for communication between the two sides.

I originally thought Jiang Jin would act a little later, but I didn't expect it to be so early.

But it is reasonable to think that the traffic is small at around 6 o'clock, which is convenient for determining whether there is tracking behind you. When the time is late, the traffic will increase and it is easy to get rid of the follower, and the other party should meet.

Zuo Chong hung up the phone and said to Captain Gao: "High school, your subordinates can prepare. This matter is very important. Perhaps it is related to the safety of the chairman. Please be careful."

"Gao knows the severity of the matter. In addition to these three plug-in reconnaissance aircraft that perform missions, the other two Douglas reconnaissance aircraft can be used as substitutes at any time." The high school student nodded.

Zuo Chong looked at the biplane that was ready for flight, and his eyes showed a hint of worry. Don’t get angry at these old antiques. The success or failure of the tracking mission is on them.

The high school seemed to have seen something and said confidently: "Captain Left, don't worry, every plane here is like Gao's child. I specially selected the best planes and pilots.

The flight is an improved reconnaissance aircraft that can be operated by a US-made pluggable reconnaissance aircraft. With the lowest cruise speed, without carrying any weapons, it can be suspended for at least six hours after filling up the fuel.

The pilot is also a veteran who has been flying for several years. Today's flight altitude is only one thousand meters. Not to mention tracking, even if you want to see the expressions on the Japanese faces, my people can do it."

Zuo Chong glanced at the high school and treated the plane as a child. Only true love could say such words. It was a pity to think of the energetic lieutenant colonel's experience a few years later.

He said with some slightest remarks: "I don't know what the clouds and weather conditions are today. If you encounter danger, your pilot can parachute at any time. ②

For new weapons like aircraft, we can buy and rebuild them if the aircraft is gone. If the skilled pilot is gone, everything will be suspended, right? High school students."

The high school was quite surprised that the captain of the secret service actually knew some common sense of flight, at least he knew that the flight required appropriate meteorological conditions, unlike some officials who thought the plane was fueled and left.

He walked to the tower window, looked at the sky with a telescope, and then discussed it with several officers for a while, and said to Zuo Chong: "The clouds and weather conditions are all met, and today is very suitable for flying."

As for the retreat, the high school student said proudly: "My pilot will never be a deserter. Besides, Japanese spies will never carry anti-aircraft gun joints, you are too worried about it, Captain Left."

The relationship between a pilot and an aircraft is like a cavalry and a war horse. It is a partner who shares life and death. If even his partner can be abandoned, then what kind of warrior is he called?

After hearing what he said, Zuo Chong only said: "Protecting yourself is to attack the enemy. By the way, high school, there is no problem with the ground commanders you sent to us, and you can keep in touch with the open space."

Protecting yourself is to strike the enemy?

The high school college thought about it for a while and then explained in detail: "It is their daily job to direct flights with flags and ground signs, and there are enough paper, pen and cans on board to contact us."

In this era, the contact between the plane and the ground can only be achieved by throwing notes. Fortunately, today's mission is to track, and you only need to ensure that the target is not out of the plane's sight.

Next, Zuo Chong and the high school student did not speak. Zuo Chong was thinking about the task, while the high school student was thinking about what Zuo Chong just said. The two stood quietly in the tower, waiting for the action to begin.

At around 7 o'clock in the morning, when the Air Force was in the usual training time, the high school college looked at the watch and nodded to the signal soldiers beside them. The signal soldiers waved colorful flags, and the ground crew began to start the plane.

"Della...Della...Boom boom boom boom."

The plane roared a few times and started smoothly, then swayed along the gravel runway and flew into the sky. This time, only one plane was released, and the other two planes were temporarily on standby and did not take off.

The moment the plane flew past the tower, Zuo Chong seemed to hear a scream, and took out his telescope and looked at the plane flying into the air. He saw a man dancing in the back seat of the reconnaissance plane.

"Help! Section Chief!"

"Haha, enjoy it." Zuo Chong smiled with satisfaction.

Gui Youguang burst into tears on the plane. The section chief must be revenge. He broke his nose with his revenge, but he didn't have to do it so terrible.

At this time, I wondered if the pilot did it on purpose. The plane made a rapid turn, which scared him to scream again, and almost fainted.

The high school student put down his telescope and smiled: "The subordinate of the left captain is very talented in flying. Ordinary people get on the plane but they don't even dare to move."

Zuo Chong glanced at him and didn't see that such a serious guy would even make a joke. Then he burst into laughter and turned to look at the sky.

“Buzz.”

After all, it was here to carry out the mission. The pilot played Gui Youguang a few times and quickly slowed down the speed. The plane circled smoothly over Jinling.

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Zuo Chong said: "The rest is (the author's words), right at the end of the article, changing during the day, with the same number of words, and you won't be deducted more money."

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A person has childhood, middle age and old age. I think no one will think it is unhappy. One day there are mornings, noons, sunsets, and spring, summer, autumn, and winter. This is no better way.

There is nothing good or bad in life, only the question of "what is good in that season".

If we hold this biological concept of life and follow the seasons, then no one will deny that life is indeed like a poem, except for the arrogant ignorant and hopeless idealist.

Past.

Shakespeare once expressed this concept very clearly in the article in the seventh stage of his life, and many Chinese writers have also said similar things.
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