The special forces company was currently high on morale.

Especially after annihilating a Japanese squadron in the afternoon, the morale of the entire company's soldiers soared even higher.

They had used 130 men to wipe out 190 Japanese soldiers.

This wasn't a result achieved during the defense of Sihang Warehouse, when the Japanese were constrained in their attacks.

This victory was in the open field, and such a feat greatly encouraged every soldier.

When they were eating in the cave earlier, every soldier was discussing how many Japanese soldiers they would kill tonight to make up for running dozens of *li* of road.

Public anger is hard to quell!

Lin Fan thought about it and looked around: the sky was so dark that he couldn't see his own fingers.

Tonight was indeed suitable for a night raid.

Thinking of this, he could only temporarily change the plan: his artillery position would move forward 1,000 meters later.

Open fire within 1,000 meters of the Japanese airport.

Attract the attention of the Japanese infantry, and let them come.

Set up several directional mines in front of the artillery position.

Then, concentrate the machine guns and give the approaching Japanese a good beating.

This plan immediately aroused the interest of the eight people.

Everyone discussed it enthusiastically.

The final version of the plan was born: Lin Fan's artillery position moved forward 1,000 meters, and the Seventh Platoon and the direct detachment used machine guns to ambush the approaching Japanese search party.

The remaining six platoons would lie in ambush near the Japanese airport in advance, and when the Japanese search team appeared, they would start with a wave of explosions.

Then, they would remain hidden and wait for the subsequent Japanese troops to officially engage the Seventh Platoon and the direct detachment.

Then, they would seize the opportunity to strike the Japanese airport. If possible, they would rush into the airport.

If the Japanese resistance was fierce, they would retreat.

This plan had a high degree of feasibility.

It was just unfair to the Seventh Platoon and the direct detachment. Yang Daren and Feng Junya had to grit their teeth and accept this task for the sake of the overall situation.

Because everyone knew that, no matter what, Lin Fan's artillery position needed to be protected.

Under Ji Wudi's guidance, the special forces company quietly approached the target. Lin Fan set up directional mines 150 meters in front of the artillery position.

Then, he followed the six platoons and continued to advance to 100 meters outside the main gate of the Japanese airport, placing a directional mine on each side of the road.

Then, he retreated another 100 meters and repeated the process, placing another directional mine on each side of the road.

Lin Fan's design was simply to give the Japanese a head-on blow as much as possible.

These bombs were the same kind of reinforced explosive packs used in the Sihang Warehouse, except that this time all the iron pellets were placed on one side.

And he deliberately found a hard stone wall behind the bombs.

All this was to maximize the power of these directional mines!

On the spur of the moment, this was all Lin Fan could do.

Before leaving, he told all the special forces soldiers here, "Don't go into the area in front before the explosion."

Lin Fan was referring to the section of road from the airport gate to 200 meters away.

For safety and insurance, all the special forces soldiers here were lurking far away from these four directional mines.

This was good: even if the Japanese bombed it again and searched nearby, they wouldn't be able to find these soldiers.

This would create more opportunities for the special forces soldiers' next actions.

After setting up the directional mines, the six platoons here quietly lurked.

Li Xian was in charge here.

If Lin Fan didn't fire the artillery and the Japanese search party didn't make contact, the six platoons here would continue to lurk.

When Lin Fan returned to the artillery position,

the time had passed midnight.

Strictly speaking, it was already November 2nd.

At Lin Fan's artillery position, there were only Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long, and the Ji sisters.

Ji Guochou was lurking not far away with Liu Laopao.

He had now decided that the old fox Liu Laopao was an expert in the team besides Lin Fan.

He was wholeheartedly trying to learn skills from Liu Laopao, and Liu Laopao also liked this young man. When they were in the cave, he had been explaining his experience of surviving on the battlefield.

Ji Wudi and Ji Jiahen were specially left behind by Lin Fan.

They didn't have any combat power yet and needed protection.

Learning still required a process!

After calming down a little, Lin Fan concentrated his mind and prepared to fire!

He still preset the attack targets for the three cannons as he did in the afternoon, each target being a plane on the tarmac.

Ji Wudi, Wu Xiaobao, and Zhao Long each held a shell, ready!

Ji Jiahen could only squat next to her sister, feeling a little aggrieved!

Everyone had a cannon, but she was the only one who didn't. Anyone would feel aggrieved.

At this time, Lin Fan didn't need to whisper anymore. He loudly ordered, "Three, two, one, throw!"

Four shells flew out at the same time.

After Wu Xiaobao and the others threw their shells, they immediately looked into the distance.

The Japanese planes 1,000 meters away were still intact.

The flight speed of a mortar shell was less than 300 meters, and it needed three seconds to warm up at this distance!

At this time, the second shell from Lin Fan's cannon had already left the barrel.

When Wu Xiaofu, Zhao Long, and the Ji sisters saw a ball of fire erupting from their target.

With the dark night as the backdrop, the details of the planes exploding could be clearly seen.

The four young soldiers laughed happily.

But even if they were so happy, they didn't dare to stand up straight.

The four of them lay on the ground, trying hard to look at the four planes that were already burning fiercely on the distant airport, and laughed happily.

Ji Wudi even pointed to the burning plane in the distance and said, "I hit that one."

The four young soldiers were prostrate on the ground, staring wide-eyed as the planes on the airport exploded one after another.

When the first explosion sounded at the airport, a ball of fire suddenly lit up 1,000 meters behind Lin Fan's artillery position, at the position he had initially chosen.

This ball of fire was not big, and it was faint, but in this dark night, it was so conspicuous.

At the same time, at positions 1,000 meters to the left and rear of Lin Fan, two piles of fire also lit up.

This was specially prepared by Lin Fan. In the dark night, the three not-so-bright fires were completely exposed.

The three soldiers of the direct detachment lit the fires. Their task was to immediately light the prepared bonfires when Lin Fan fired the first shot, and then quickly return to the middle of the team.

The purpose of the three bonfires was to attract Japanese artillery fire.

If the Japanese airport discovered that it was being shelled, they would choose to bombard the places with light first.

Therefore, after lighting the three bonfires, they needed to run away as quickly as possible.

As long as the Japanese artillery bombarded the three bonfires and Lin Fan observed their artillery positions, it would be time for Lin Fan to attack them.

The first thing Lin Fan attacked was the two newest Mitsubishi G3M2 bombers that Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro liked the most.

These two planes were too outstanding, so much bigger than the other planes, that Lin Fan couldn't help but dislike them.

If he liked it, but couldn't have it, then he would destroy it!

With a female student sent from China in his arms, Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro was awakened by the huge explosion.

When he saw that even the windows covered by curtains could see the fire on the airport outside,

all the confusion disappeared at once.

He stepped to the window, pulled back the curtains, and saw that the two Mitsubishi G3M2 bombers that were specially parked so that he could enjoy them at any time had already crashed to the ground.

The entire fuselage was broken into two sections, and the front and rear sections were burning.

Not only were these two Mitsubishi G3M2 bombers on fire, but more planes were on fire.

"Enemy attack!"

The thought flashed through Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro's mind.

"Where is the attack coming from?" This was his second thought.

Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro was not the fastest to react. There were people who moved even faster than him.

The entire airport's alarm had already been sounded!

The shrill alarm echoed in the skies above Hongqiao Airport.

From behind the window, he could already see the propellers of two planes spinning.

No need to guess: these must be the pilots on duty tonight, trying to salvage the warplanes that had not yet exploded.

Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro put on his clothes as quickly as possible and strode into the operations room.

As soon as he walked in, he immediately issued an order: "Find out the method of attack!"

An officer immediately reported: "The attack is coming from the east!"

"The artillery will retaliate immediately! The infantry will set out to search immediately!

All the warplanes will take off and transfer to Jiangwan Airport.

Immediately contact Jiangwan Airport. Our planes are going to go over immediately. Tell them to clear the runway and prepare to receive the planes!"

For every order that Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro issued, someone immediately passed the order down.

As soon as his order was issued, less than five seconds later, the Hongqiao Airport's guard artillery team fired the first shot.

Lin Fan calmly analyzed the position of the opposite artillery.

At this time, his original plan was to suspend firing and wait until the Japanese artillery positions were completely exposed before taking them down and then continuing to bomb the parked planes.

Plans are always perfect, but changes are always unpredictable!

Less than two minutes after hiding, Lin Fan heard Ji Wudi's anxious voice: "The planes are moving! Two planes are moving!"

In the dark night, she was afraid that Lin Fan would not be able to see the two planes that had just started, and her arm was still pointing forward.

In fact, Lin Fan could see the planes that had not yet entered the runway, but he could not see her arm and fingers nearby.

Looking at the artillery fire coming from three locations near the airport, flying to the rear.

In the vicinity of the three bonfires behind Lin Fan and the others, violent explosions were taking place.

Silently remembering the three artillery positions.

Firing now was risky. If the Japanese observers were careful, or if his luck was bad, firing would attract heavy Japanese bombing.

But if he didn't fire, the two planes would fly into the night sky.

How was that possible? Letting go of the enemy planes that were already at his fingertips was a crime!

The mortar in Lin Fan's hand fired again.

Slightly increasing the lead, the two planes that had just entered the runway turned into two balls of fire.

Next, Lin Fan began to change the barrels and launch an attack on the artillery positions that had been discovered at the three artillery locations.

Each position received a rapid five-round burst.

Then, he changed to another cannon and fired another rapid five-round burst.

After doing this three times in a row, it could be clearly felt that the Japanese artillery positions had suddenly died down.

The 97 men from the six platoons lurking outside the gate of the Japanese Hongqiao Airport excitedly heard the sound of artillery shells exploding.

Then, they saw the airport on fire, and then the airport gate opened and teams of Japanese soldiers rushed out.

It was obvious that these Japanese soldiers were very anxious!

They were running forward in a four-column formation, holding torches.

All the officers and soldiers of the special forces company here became nervous: so many Japanese soldiers!

These Japanese soldiers who rushed out were two infantry squadrons who had just received orders to go out and search for the attacking team.

There were nearly 400 soldiers in the two Japanese squadrons.

Now there was only one infantry squadron left inside the entire airport.

The soldiers of the special forces company nervously watched as these Japanese soldiers appeared within the range of the directional mines.

Everyone's heart was in their throats.

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers at the front were about to step out of the line that Lin Fan had pointed out.

Li Xian gently ordered, "Explode!"

The line that Lin Fan pointed out to Li Xian was the bottom line for when the directional mines would explode.

The Japanese soldiers who walked past that line would be able to perfectly avoid the two directional mines.

The four directional mines covered all life within a range of 200 meters from the airport gate in a 360-degree blind spot towards the airport gate.

The special forces soldiers who were hiding far away suddenly felt as if their eyes were blurred. There was still a faint light coming out of the Japanese gate in that area.

There was also the light emitted from the torches held by the Japanese soldiers.

Those torches were extinguished one after another in the sudden attack, leaving only some surviving sparks still emitting a faint light.

In these lights, a blood-red mist suddenly rose up.

It was like a red ribbon dancing.

Along with this red mist of blood came the howls of many hellish demons.

The two Japanese squadrons who rushed out of the airport in a hurry, with their minds only on the distance, were instantly attacked by these four enhanced directional explosive bombs, and none of them could stand up.

Those ten-millimeter diameter iron pellets were each equivalent to a bullet.

Tens of thousands of such iron pellets were fired at high speed at the same time. When they penetrated the body of a Japanese soldier in front, the kinetic energy had not been completely consumed, and the remaining energy could still penetrate two more.

The bodies of those Japanese soldiers nearby were shattered, and their lives passed away instantly. They returned to the arms of their Sun Goddess without any pain.

The luckiest of those Japanese soldiers were the ones in the middle, who had most of the damage taken by the Japanese soldiers in front, behind, left, and right of them.

They only suffered damage from dozens of iron pellets. These ten-millimeter diameter iron pellets were no less powerful than anti-aircraft machine gun bullets. Touching one would break an arm or leg.

When they hit the body, they entered as a small hole, and came out as a hole the size of a fist.

These Japanese soldiers who were blessed by the Sun Goddess did not die for a while and screamed in pain like hellish demons.

The special forces soldiers lurking 200 meters away were only filled with delight when they saw this strange sight in front of them.

They suppressed the urge to charge forward: they had more important tasks.

Today they were going to take down this Japanese airport.

The planes on the tarmac had two pilots demonstrate.

More and more began to move.

Most of the pilots who were still dreaming at this time had already run into the tarmac.

With the help of the ground crew, they quickly climbed into the planes and entered the cockpits.

They then started the planes calmly and quickly.

The only task for these pilots now was to get the planes into the air and leave the tarmac.

Lin Fan calmly calculated and compared.

When he blew up the fifth enemy plane that rushed onto the runway, all the runways at the Japanese airport were blocked.

Each runway had a plane burning on it. Now those planes that had already started had to clear the obstacles before they could take off.

What shocked Lin Fan and the special forces soldiers who could see the airport runway in the distance was:

Those started Japanese planes seemed to not see the burning planes on the runway.

Some planes were moving slowly. At that speed, it was obvious that they would not be able to fly.

These planes slowly and firmly bumped into those burning planes.

Gently like they were butting heads.

Ji Wuming screamed, "They're trying to push the burning planes away.

Clearing obstacles for the planes behind."

At this time, Lin Fan stopped and quietly watched the Japanese soldiers' performance.

There were gentle types and explosive types among the Japanese pilots.

Lin Fan watched a plane start accelerating from the moment it started, accelerating madly. It rushed past a plane burning on the runway.

With an indomitable momentum, it crashed into the burning plane, crashing out sparks flying all over the sky.

It also crashed open the burning plane, and a path of life finally appeared on the runway.

Everyone saw that the crazy plane had just crashed open the blocking plane, and the fuselage began to shake.

Then, quickly and crookedly, it rushed off the runway, and then, the belly of the plane began to rub against the ground.

The sparks that rubbed out were extremely beautiful, and finally turned into a gorgeous firework, burning up.

It was not the only crazy plane. After it, another plane learned to charge.

It sprinted along the runway that its predecessor had just crashed out. If it was not stopped, there was a high probability that it could fly into the blue sky.

This time, Lin Fan took action to calm it down. The second crazy plane was hit by a shell and burst into flames just as it passed the burning plane.

As if it had been infected with flames, it was hit by a shell and burned violently.

Letting the plane following closely behind it crash into the sea of fire, it soon erupted into even more violent flames.

Lin Fan found the best way: let those planes find their own way out, and then, at the narrowest position on the runway, bombard another plane, so that the Japanese planes would slowly be surrounded by despair.

Lin Fan cruelly gave those pilots who were struggling to survive a glimmer of hope, and then firmly strangled their throats, not letting any plane escape.

They had no way to go!

Either wait for death in place, or bravely rush into the sea of fire to wait for death.

After all, their planes could not take off from the spot like birds!

Several pilots insisted on rushing into the sea of fire, and finally a warrior drove the plane through the ring of fire.

Those Japanese soldiers who watched the plane rush out cheered loudly.

The plane following closely behind it was not so lucky. Lin Fan killed it on the spot with one shot.

Another path of life was strangled by Lin Fan.

Ji Wudi pointed at the Japanese plane that had been pulled up in the dark night and shouted, "It's flying!"

There was no excitement or joy in Ji Wudi's voice, only anger and excitement, and even more anxiety.

She hated these Japanese soldiers even more than Lin Fan!

Chief of Staff Kochen Kentaro looked at the fighter plane that had already flown up with satisfaction. His excited expression was the same as every officer in the operations command room.

Many Japanese soldiers on the runway were shouting excitedly, "It's flying!"

Their voices were full of pride and joy!

They were cheering for this warrior. As for the hundreds of planes that had been lost or were about to be lost, they were temporarily ignored.

Suddenly!

A spark suddenly burst out from the top of the fighter plane that should have been soaring in the sky, which looked so beautiful against the pure black background.

All of this seemed like a slow motion. A spark slowly appeared on the top of the plane, and the spark slowly expanded!

Expanding to the entire top of the plane, people in the distance seemed to be able to see the Japanese pilot's stunned and desperate expression in the cockpit.

Ji Wudi looked at Lin Fan in surprise: "Did you shoot it down?"

This plane had flown at least 300 meters high. All the special forces soldiers had seen it slowly turn into a firework in the air.

Then it turned into countless sparks, scattered down in the dark night.

It was very much like the legendary goddess scattering flowers.

Although he could not see Ji Wudi's expression, Lin Fan could imagine that her small mouth was probably so shocked that her jaw had dropped.

"Of course! Otherwise, did you think it would self-destruct?"

Lin Fan himself was also very proud. This was the first time he had shot down a plane flying in the sky with a mortar.

Although this flight had just rushed into the blue sky and had not yet really adjusted its posture, being able to shoot down a plane with a mortar was probably the first case in the world.

I'm proud!

Lin Fan was also an ordinary person! He still had his own pride, and this was something he deserved to be proud of.

The most cruel thing in the world was nothing more than this: the hero who had just been watched by all the Japanese soldiers turned into fireworks in the eyes of all the Japanese soldiers.

Lin Fan gave these Japanese soldiers the greatest hope, and then personally strangled it.

The Japanese soldiers on the runway were cheering for the plane that was flying into the night sky, and then they saw this plane slowly being hit by a spark in their eyes.

Then the spark slowly spread to the entire plane, and then the plane slowly fell apart and slowly turned into sparks flying all over the sky. The fragments were extremely beautiful in the night sky.

Even though they had lost so many planes, these Japanese soldiers did not feel much sadness.

Now the plane that had turned into fireworks in the sky made them deeply feel the feeling of sadness.

Giving them a hope, and then strangling this hope, was too cruel.

There were still forty or so planes on the tarmac.

Their propellers were all spinning.

Those pilots did not want to let go of even a little bit of the opportunity.

They were waiting for an opportunity.

The opportunity always takes care of those who don't give up.