After Yu Zhiqian inspected the area, he looked at the instructor, who nodded. The two of them picked up an old-fashioned walkie-talkie in tacit understanding and looked at Mao Sanbai: "Are you ready?"

"It's alright, the Americans can monitor it!"

"OK, start!"

The instructor and Yu Zhiqian immediately got into the mood.

"Instructor, how is the situation of the second division?"

"Boss, the Second Division has entered combat readiness. Heads, are we really not going to take the initiative?"

"Black people's fighting power is too poor. If they take the initiative, I'm worried that they will be defeated by the Americans. Just let them fight positional warfare!"

"Boss, I think the Americans have just arrived, so we should conduct a sneak attack!"

"..."

Yu Zhiqian was chatting according to the script, and the American intelligence agency quickly monitored the encrypted signal.

"The report is a phone call between the target and his second-in-command!"

"I listen!"

The head of the intelligence department immediately picked up his headphones and listened. He could understand Chinese.

"Then we'll have a rest tonight?"

"Well, let your men be prepared to prevent Americans from sneak attacks. By the way, step up the construction of the second line of defense. Once the front line cannot stop it, immediately retreat to the second line of defense to delay!"

"receive!"

"..."

Paul, the head of the intelligence department, quickly sorted out the news and sent it to the combat department.

"According to the content of the call monitored by the intelligence department, Yu Zhiqian advocated positional defense, insisted on positional warfare, and took advantage of the terrain to delay our attack speed bit by bit. This may be to buy time for his retreat!"

"Is the sea area of ​​Whale Harbor closed?"

"Not yet, but we have surveillance on every ship!"

"Okay, after these ships enter the port, search them immediately, and also issue a warning to the flights in Whale Harbor. There may be conflicts over Whale Harbor in the near future. If they are shot down, we will not be responsible!"

"receive!"

Nine o'clock sharp, airport.

The hangar of the originally closed airport suddenly became bright, and the staff who had been prepared began to get busy quickly. Ten bombers had already hung ammunition!

One pilot came out of the lounge, looked at each other's comrades, and after blessing each other, began to board the plane.

The first fighter jet was pushed out of the hangar, followed by the second, third, and fourth...

Fighter jets were pushed out of the hangar in an orderly manner, and then came to the end of the runway.

"Ares 1 requests takeoff!"

"This is the tower, Ares 1 is ready to take off! I wish you good luck!"

"Thanks!"

After ending the call, the crew members in Bomber No. 1 looked at each other, and the pilot began to accelerate.

"Are the bombers out?"

In the forward position, Yu Zhiqian was at the command post, lighting a cigarette and looking at the instructor.

"It has already started taking off. In about ten minutes, it will be over the Americans!"
Chapter completed!