"Dear Mr. Chief Instructor of the Chinese Air Force, I am a journalist from the UK, Hemmer. Can I ask you a question?" said a beautiful female reporter.
"Can!"
"How long do you think China can last in this war, facing the powerful Japanese army?"
"China will finally win the war of resistance! Because the evil Japan can never defeat the righteous Chinese people!"
"Dear Mr. Chief Instructor of the Chinese Air Force, I am Sammer, a journalist from Germany. I take the liberty to ask you, do you know what the noble spirit of aerial chivalry is?"
Zhou Zhihan replied calmly: "The reason why the air force is noble is not because it fights at high altitude, but because it has continued the spirit of knights since its birth. It is brave but not cruel, elegant but not cowardly. He is like He is a swordsman in the sky, cool and courageous.”
"Thank you for your answer, Mr. Chief Instructor. Even in the hell of the Somme in 1916, the air knights still maintained their elegant spirit, brave and not cruel. However, all I saw was you shooting..."
Zhou Zhihan interrupted the reporter: "Mr. reporter, I understand what you mean. But you have to know that the so-called chivalry refers to aerial combat between people, and are Japanese soldiers considered human beings?
This war between China and Japan is by no means a war between knights. It is a battle of survival and destruction between two nations. Where there are Japanese troops, there will be no chivalry. Where there are Japanese pilots, there will be no chivalry, so we will not treat him as a knight.
Please believe that Japanese pilots are devils in the air. They have tarnished the word chivalry. "
Summer said: "No, no, no, Mr. Chief Instructor! The Air Force is an elegant service, and he should maintain the spirit of chivalry at all times.
Also, I feel that you are very cruel to the Japanese pilots. In every battle, no Japanese pilot can escape from your gun. You must know that you should attack the aircraft, not the pilots..."
Zhou Zhihan interrupted the reporter sharply: "Mr. reporter, if it weren't for the pilots, would those damn Japanese fighter jets have flown to China by themselves?
Mr. Reporter, I don’t mean to offend you when I tell you this. You are only looking at this war from the perspective of a reporter. You are not immersed in the situation. You don’t know the price the Chinese people have paid in this war. , you don’t know how inhumane the Japanese soldiers showed during this war.
I would like to ask everyone present, have you ever seen the scenes of homeless children sleeping on the streets because of the war, and finally freezing to death and starving to death on the roadside?
Have you ever seen a baby who is less than one year old and can only waddle, lying next to his mother's body sucking at your breast?
Have you ever seen a family of three generations, all adults died tragically in the bombs dropped by the Japanese army, leaving only a wounded baby crying alone?
If the Japanese pilots only targeted Chinese aircraft, China would definitely retaliate with chivalry, but they are devils and beasts, and they are extremely cruel to the common people.
There is an old saying in China that when friends come with good wine, they can deal with jackals with shotguns. "
Zhou Zhihan was so angry that all the reporters were speechless and the whole venue fell into a deathly silence.
Matsui Iwane's face was livid, and he made a look to the four followers.
A major came striding over: "Instructor Zhou, I want to ask you about your boxing and kicking skills!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole venue was boiling again.
The reporters were not afraid of something happening, but afraid of something small. Immediately, all cameras were focused on Zhou Zhihan and the Japanese major.
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
In the morning, the two sides competed in aerial combat, and in the evening, they competed in boxing and kicking.
Not to be missed!
People have only seen the chief instructor of the Chinese Air Force being invincible in the air, and they all want to see if his skills in fists and kicks are really what he said, and they don't take the ninth degree of karate seriously.
The young girls stared at Zhou Zhihan closely, wishing they could say yes.
Zhou Zhihan said calmly: "I don't dare to fight you!"
The room was silent again, you could hear a pin drop, and everyone looked at Zhou Zhihan in surprise.
"Because I'm afraid that if I beat you to death, I will ruin the elegance of Lieutenant General Charles and everyone present at the banquet tonight!" Zhou Zhihan said lightly, "Once I take action, I will never show mercy to evildoers. I won't beat you to death." Severely injured."
The atmosphere at the venue was once again ignited.
Mr. Chief Instructor of the Chinese Air Force, you don't dare to fight with others. You are forcing others to fight you to the death.
"Arrogant!" The Japanese Major said in a deep voice, "How can the karate of the Japanese Empire be compared to China's fancy fists and embroidered legs? It's useless to talk big, we can see the skills in our fists and feet."
"Lieutenant General!" Zhou Zhihan said to Lieutenant General Charles, "You are hosting the banquet tonight. It is you who have the final say whether this fist and kick competition will go ahead!"
Lieutenant General Charles looked at Matsui Iwane.
Matsui Iwane nodded.
Lieutenant General Charles said: "Both sides try to hit the target as far as possible. Of course, fists and feet have no eyes. Both sides must be careful."
Everyone can hear the meaning of Lieutenant General Charles, you fight, fists and feet have no eyes, kill and wound according to fate.
A large space was quickly vacated in the venue.
"please!"
The Japanese major bowed towards Zhou Zhihan.
"Major Sasaki!" Matsui Iwane suddenly said.
"Hi!" Sasaki stood at attention, "General!"
Matsui Shigen's face was as smooth as an ancient well, but his eyes swept across Zhou Zhi's face like lightning: "Be gentle, don't forget the agreement Mr. Chief Instructor of the Chinese Air Force made with us tomorrow. Behind him, there are also people in Sihang Warehouse." More than 400 people were waiting to leave the warehouse."
"Hi!"
Sasaki lowered his head.
Everyone could hear that Matsui Iwane's words were full of proud threats.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhou Zhihan laughed.
"Your Excellency, General Matsui Iwane, thank you for your kindness. Just because I want to abide by the agreement between us tomorrow, so in order not to be injured, I have no choice but to kill Major Sasaki. Also, the four hundred soldiers in the Four Lines Warehouse have already Don’t care about life and death, don’t be afraid of anyone’s threats, at worst, it’s just a fight to the death.”
"Arrogant!"
Sasaki squatted slightly, his horse steps were very steady, he punched and palmed with both hands, and his offense and defense were balanced.
"Come!"
Zhou Zhihan stood upright with one hand behind his back and waving to Sasaki with the other hand.
Sasaki stepped forward, fists and palms intertwined, and suddenly he kicked the back of his foot violently towards Zhou Zhihan's left temple.
Zhou Zhihan came first, hitting Sasaki's left temple with a "click" sound, and then quickly retreated amidst the exclamations, standing in the same position, still upright, with his left hand behind his back. , the five fingers of the right palm are together, pointing diagonally at the ground at a forty-degree angle.
Sasaki suddenly fell to the ground, his facial features were bleeding, his left temple was kicked to pieces and sunken into his skull, and his limbs were twitching continuously.
The entire hall was deathly silent.
too fast!
It was so fast that many people didn’t see it clearly.
Kick the skull to pieces, what kind of power does that take?
"Everyone!" Zhou Zhihan clasped his hands and said, "Goodbye!"
With that said, he strode towards the door.
As soon as he walked out of the door, Zhou Zhihan's heart felt hot.
Outside the villa, all the Chinese people standing were worried about him. When they saw him coming out, some applauded, some smiled, and some secretly wiped away tears.
The chief instructor went to the meeting alone, and the people could only wait outside silently.
"Wolf smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look back, the dragon rides, the horse roars, the sword energy is like frost, the heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River, in twenty years, who dares to resist... In twenty years, who dares to resist... China wants all parties to come and congratulate us!”
With moist eyes, Zhou Zhihan sang "Serve the Country with Loyalty" all the way, stepped across the Tibet Road and Bridge, and walked into the Sixing Warehouse.
December 1, 1937.
6 o'clock in the morning.
Sihang Warehouse.
A No. 214 warship took off powerfully from the roof of the Sihang Warehouse, circled over the Sihang Warehouse, and then flew eastward along the Suzhou River. Under the watchful eyes of the Chinese people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and all the foreign observation groups in the concession, No. 214 The ship-to-ship battle escalated, and the wings drew an arc and flew toward the top of the Huangpu River.
At six o'clock, the anti-aircraft artillery of the entire Japanese fleet on the Huangpu River was ready, and more than a dozen fighter planes had already taken off, waiting for the No. 214 ship to fall into the trap before the battle.
"Woo~~"
The sound-generating device under the nose of the No. 214 warship was turned on, and the harsh sound resounded on both sides of the Huangpu River.
