On the morning of the 26th, at 4:30 AM, at the Zudong Military Port in the southern part of Zu Island.
After bouncing off the water twice, the "Fat Swan" finally took off.
It wasn't until the vibrations transmitted from the control stick became less noticeable that Lieutenant He Weigu turned his head to look back at the harbor that was gradually receding.
Behind him, over a dozen seaplanes were lined up in a column on the harbor's surface, waiting for takeoff.
At this time, the navigator from the rear cabin crawled into the cockpit.
Everyone had a box of food, still warm.
There was no helping it; it was all in the interest of saving time.
In fact, He Weigu could never understand what those people above were doing, only giving one hour's notice to arrange the mission.
Did those officials think that seaplanes could take off as soon as their fuel tanks were filled?
In just one short hour, there was only enough time to refuel the seaplanes.
