Zhou Zhihan wanted to say, "The question is, what should I do if I don't have any money after touching it? How about you touch it back?" But he swallowed the words back, which seemed a little frivolous.
Although young men are mostly frivolous.
Zhou Zhihan smiled slightly: "The reason why I sit here alone, drinking and smoking, is because I have no money."
The girl chuckled: "You are not a pilot? Do you pilots have no money?"
"Do you think I'm a rich man?"
Zhou Zhihan did not wear a military uniform tonight. Unlike his companions, he was afraid that the girls would not know that they were pilots. They were all wearing new and handsome pilot uniforms, military hats, and British scarves tucked into their collars. She looks even more chic, and her leather shoes are polished.
In particular, several pilots who had just been promoted to aces looked proud and wished they could fly the plane over so that the girls could see their achievements on the tail.
But this is normal, young people like to show off, and piloting is a popular industry, especially attracting the admiration of girls, and it is a golden sign for picking up girls.
A pilot who doesn't show off and doesn't want to pick up girls is neither a good pilot nor a good man.
The girl smiled and curled her lips very cutely. She held Zhou Zhihan's right hand and touched his palm with her middle finger and index finger: "It doesn't matter whether you have money or not. What's important is that your calloused hand touches the joystick. , Do you dare to touch it?”
The girl obviously didn't strike up a conversation with this handsome young oriental man because of money.
This sentence is spot on.
The girl's meaning is obvious, I am interested in people, not your money.
Zhou Zhihan's little finger jumped a few times. Is a 40-year-old British girl so good at teasing her little brother?
"Don't dare!"
Zhou Zhihan refused directly.
Who knows if you are a fairy?
Now he just wants to sit in the corner alone, smoke and drink alone to relax. He is very tired these days.
The most important thing is that he now has Karen. Thinking of the sexy, gentle and virtuous Karen, Zhou Zhihan feels that he should be a reserved man, after all, his current identity is here.
"Okay!" The girl stood up with a disappointed look on her face, "In the future, if you have any difficulties, please don't come to me."
It's really funny, what kind of trouble can I have with you? Zhou Zhihan sneered, slightly raising his glass to say farewell, watching the girl turn and leave, he suddenly said softly: "Hey! Please wait a moment."
The girl turned around, with something strange flashing in her eyes, and stared at Zhou Zhihan. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to understand the man in front of her.
"No, no, no, you're overthinking, I don't mean that..." Zhou Zhihan said and circled his fingers a few times, then pointed between his shoulders and neck, then raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl's shoulders and neck. The position between, "Your...that...is loosened..."
The girl's face turned sideways, and her entire face was suddenly on fire. Damn it, at some point, the straps of her bra were loosened and exposed outside the wide collar. When she lowered her head again, she immediately covered it with her hands.
The bulge is so fierce.
There is convexity.
And it's very clear.
The girl was glad that the light was dim and the other party couldn't see her flushed face. She turned around and left in a hurry with a "poof" angrily.
"Guliang, please wait!"
The girl stopped.
Zhou Zhihan held a cigarette in one hand and a wine glass in the other, with a wicked smile on his face: "Anyway, you have to pay whether you touch it or not. In that case, then... how about... touch it..."
"roll!"
The girl said and walked out of the bar quickly without looking back.
Zhou Zhihan shook his head, women, women, I really can’t understand...
Everyone partyed until late at night, there was no car to go back, and no one wanted to leave here at all.
Returning from Dunkirk this morning, most of the fighter jets were running low on fuel and landed at Dover Military Airport, while another part landed at Brighton Allied Air Force Airport. All fighter jets had more or less spots on their fuselages. Injuries need time to repair. The retreat is over. It is time for these proud men to relax.
There will be a commendation meeting held at the Air Force Headquarters in the next few days. Most of these outstanding pilots will participate and may not return to their squadrons for the time being.
Zhou Zhihan could only spend the night alone in a single room on the third floor, falling asleep listening to the creaking beds and indescribable sounds around him.
The next day, when Zhou Zhihan woke up, it was already 8 o'clock in the morning. The other pilots had not gotten up yet. He finished washing and went downstairs alone.
Everyone partyed very late last night, and now the entire second floor was deserted. Only a few young waiters were sitting in the corner and taking a nap. When Zhou Zhihan came down, a young waiter hurriedly came up to greet him.
This place sounds like a bar, but in fact it is a women's branch. It is the best place for young pilots to get drunk and relax.
Zhou Zhihan ordered a cup of fragrant coffee and stood at the window looking at the eastern sky, which was blue and quiet.
I was very busy the past few days and didn't have much time to think about the anti-Japanese battlefield in China. Now that I am free, Zhou Zhihan's heart immediately misses his motherland. He looks at the blue sky in the east in the distance, imagining which part of China belongs to China and where he is. The land he loves contains his parents and family, and there is the sky that he and his comrades have protected together...
Nowadays, there is little information, and there are no overseas phone calls. Sometimes it may take more than a month for a letter from home to arrive. I don’t know if my family is safe. I usually don’t have time to miss home, but now that I have time, I am more worried about the country.
Today is June 5th. Zhou Zhihan remembered that if he was right, the Battle of London should officially start in one month. After the Battle of London, he applied to return to China. Now he will definitely not be able to go back, and the application will be useless. Due to the attrition of Dunkirk, the Royal Air Force was even more in need of pilots and could not let him go.
No matter what, the more the Royal Air Force values him, the more benefits he can win for China in the war of resistance against Japan.
Several times Zhou Zhihan wanted to ask the Air Force Minister whether the Spitfire and Hurricane fighter jets promised to be donated to China were already on their way to China.
Now let's speculate, probably not.
These days, the Royal Air Force has suffered heavy losses, and the number of fighter jets is far from being able to support the security of Great Britain's skies. It is unlikely that it will transport Spitfires and Hurricanes to China at this juncture of crisis.
This is also understandable.
As long as the Minister of the Air Force remembers it, even if these aircraft are shipped to China after the Battle of London is over, it can be regarded as providing help to China's war of resistance.
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhihan decided not to mention the matter for the time being to avoid embarrassment to both parties.
In a few days, Britain will borrow aircraft, cannons, submarines, ships, guns and ammunition from the United States. It is too low to bring up hurricanes and Spitfires at this juncture.
Zhou Zhihan decided that after finishing some urgent matters at hand, he would go to the Chinese Embassy in the UK to listen to domestic news and see if there were any letters sent from home.
Thinking of this, Zhou Zhihan smiled dumbly. He was so homesick. If there were letters from home to be sent to the Chinese Embassy in the UK, the embassy staff would have sent them over long ago. There was no need to go and get them by himself.
After Zhou Zhihan drank a cup of coffee, the pilots, who had been tired all night, walked down from the third floor one after another, taking their respective female companions with them, looking tired and satisfied.
"Hi! Good morning, Commander-in-Chief..." The pilots greeted Zhou Zhihan one after another, and then looked at Zhou Zhihan with pity in their eyes.
Last night, I was alone in an empty room, listening to the sound of beds and indescribable sounds all around... It's really not easy for the commander-in-chief!
That's right, the commander-in-chief probably didn't sleep all night...
