The target is almost there.

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At this time, Qing County, Dacheng County, Renqiu County, Gaoyang County and other places began to report, saying that they had all seen a large group of aircraft flying high in the sky, heading due west.

But it was already 5:25, and the administrative systems of each county were still slowing down.

The Ming army aircraft fleet flew past the south side of Baoding. In some places in the southern suburbs of Baoding, such as Qingyuan County, they could clearly see the large aircraft fleet in the sky and faintly heard the low roar.

This time, the report was reported directly to Beijing from Baoding. A worker riot had just occurred in Baoding, and the administrative system was tense. Now it is very efficient, with a green light and the news goes straight to Beijing.

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At 5:30, the various shapes of farmland below the aircraft disappeared and were replaced by rolling mountains.

Based on the rhythmic "tap-tap-tap" signal received from the radio, the fleet leader slightly adjusted the course and flew into the vast Taihang Mountains. This signal is currently the only radio station in the Taihang Mountain column.

The fleet sends navigation signals.

The fleet did not break the radio silence, but everyone knew in their hearts how lucky they had been so far. The Beiqing side thought that the Ming army was coming to bomb Beijing, so they focused their attention hundreds of kilometers away to the northeast, but they were lucky.

got into the northern part of Zhili.

Ten minutes passed, and the sky outside became darker again. On the fifteen Junkers transport planes, no one on the crew spoke a word, watching the piles of cargo around them and silently looking at the dark blue mountains below.

The only sounds in my ears were the roar of the engine and the howling of the cold wind entering the cabin.

Suddenly, the voice of the fleet leader came from the headphones:

"We are approaching the airdrop area, all aircraft are ready."

The radio silence is broken. The airdrop is now on.

Although I don’t know if saying such a sentence on the radio will attract enemy planes, everyone knows that the god of luck will not always favor them, so they must be mentally prepared on the way back.

The fleet slowed down and lowered its altitude.

After a while, the cabin door opened.

Immediately the wind roared inside the plane, deafening. The crew members were wearing thick leather jackets and still felt bone-chilling cold.

It’s so desolate down there!

Mountains. Besides mountains, they are still mountains.

It's ups and downs, steep, and continuous, and even at high altitudes, you can't see the edge when you look into the distance.

Such an environment is really a good place to fight guerrillas! Even if the Qing army really sent a thousand divisions to encircle and suppress it, there would be no place to touch it!

There was a fire on a mountain a few kilometers ahead. It was very bright in the dusk. It was unknown what it was burning. The thick smoke rising into the sky was like a beacon tower.

There was also such a fire on the top of another mountain a thousand meters away. It was soon discovered that there were such fires lit on several hills one or two kilometers away, which just circled an area.

The fleet adjusted its direction and flew very low and slowly towards the two piles of fire.

It can be seen from the plane that the area selected by the Taihang Mountain Column is really good. The terrain is relatively gentle and it belongs to a small basin in the mountains. Moreover, it is far enough away from the outside of the mountains that the Qing army could not go through long preparations and long distances.

Trekking will not appear here at all.

In the center of the area, a red smoke is rising, which is quite eye-catching. This is the agreed signal, a red smoke bomb.

Everyone on the plane couldn't help but chuckle: The guerrillas have smoke bombs. This is really luxurious equipment!

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Chapter completed!