At noon, the pilots leave the bar!
Major Douglas Patton paid for the drinks last night, but everyone paid for the drinks themselves. This was the biggest expense. The pilots had plenty of money, and all they wanted was to be happy.
So many outstanding pilots died on the battlefield, but they were lucky to survive. Money is no longer the most important thing to them. The most important thing is to be happy every day in their lives.
Everyone knows that peace is only for a moment, and the Luftwaffe may launch an attack at any time.
The pilots reluctantly said goodbye to their beloved girls. After going out, everyone got on a truck, and then the young pilots boasted about how many battles they had last night...
In the afternoon, Zhou Zhihan returned to Brighton Airport, where the Allied Regiment was stationed.
With the end of yesterday's evacuation, the tense nerves of the airport staff finally relaxed, and everyone seemed to be much more energetic.
In recent days, many new rookies have arrived, and special instructors have taken them to flight lessons.
As the chief instructor, Zhou Zhihan decided to devote all his energy to teaching starting tomorrow, while also developing various tactics tailored for the Royal Air Force.
The Battle of Dunkirk was like a mirror, which directly exposed many shortcomings of the Royal Air Force. These shortcomings must be identified as soon as possible and targeted adjustments and changes must be made!
Fias Christelle saw Zhou Zhihan coming back and handed him a document. This was an internal document sent from the Royal Air Force Headquarters. It mainly contained the Air Force's record and losses in this battle, as well as the killed and injured personnel. list.
The 303rd and 304th Squadrons performed very well in the Battle of Dunkirk, and their overall record ranked first among all allied air forces.
Fias Christelle knew where Zhou Zhihan went last night. Smelling the smell of cigarettes and alcohol all over his body, she curled her lips with a look of disdain, deliberately stayed away from him and told him that Karen was back, and then Put on a look of gloating.
When Zhou Zhihan returned to his residence, Karen had rearranged the room. There were several large boxes in the room. It seemed that Karen had brought all his clothes and was ready to stay there permanently.
The whole room looks like home and warm.
Seeing Zhou Zhihan come back, Karen pushed him into the bathroom. Hot water had been put in the bathtub for him. He said that the smell of cigarettes and alcohol was too strong. He would smoke less and drink less in the future, which would be good for his health and the next generation.
Putting on a clean and comfortable shirt, Zhou Zhihan sat on the sofa, drinking tea and reading the newspaper. He had never felt so comfortable before. He watched Karen, who was dressed like a housewife, busy in the room, bringing the clothes she brought with him. Putting them together, Zhou Zhihan felt very warm.
"Oh, by the way, Zhihan," Karen sat next to Zhou Zhihan, folding clean clothes, "After this busy period is over, I want to go home, but I can't drive. You can find someone to take you there." Am I okay?"
Zhou Zhihan smiled slightly and said: "If you are still looking for a driver, I am very willing to be your full-time driver and go back with you to visit your parents!"
Karen's beautiful eyes sparkled, she covered her mouth excitedly, and after a while she said: "Really, Zhihan?"
"Of course it's true." Zhou Zhihan hugged Karen gently, "To be honest, I feel a little uneasy about going to see your parents."
Karen's face was filled with happiness, her golden hair was tied up casually, her blue eyes were filled with love, and she looked at Zhou Zhihan sweetly: "Why are you uneasy?"
Zhou Zhihan stretched out his hand and gently pinched Karen's delicate and cute nose: "We have an old saying in China, which is called a hairy-footed son-in-law who just comes to the door. This sentence means that when he meets his father-in-law and mother-in-law for the first time, the son-in-law's heart is filled with excitement. I was a little panicked, so I looked careless."
Karen was elated, and Zhou Zhihan's meaning was obvious. He accompanied her home because he wanted to meet his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.
"I told my parents about you on the phone. They said they knew you in the newspaper a long time ago. You are now a well-known star in the UK. They also want to meet you."
"Hehe..." Karen said, reaching out and scratching Zhou Zhihan's armpits a few times, "My son-in-law with hairy feet...isn't he such a hairy person..."
"Okay..." Zhou Zhihan hugged Karen from behind, "You dare to scratch me..."
"Don't... it's extremely cold in broad daylight..."
"I'm going to close the door..."
"That won't work either. Kristy Taylor said she would come over in the afternoon, and she would see her knocking on the door in broad daylight... and she would make fun of her..."
"Never mind her... We didn't answer her knock on the door. She must have thought we were out... Everyone has a rest these days, and we will be busy again in a while."
"No, Zhihan...take your hands away..." Karen struggled...
Zhou Zhihan "..."
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There was no fighting in the following days. The next day, Zhou Zhihan, who was eager for homesickness, made a special trip to the Chinese Embassy in the UK to learn about the current domestic anti-war situation.
The staff of the embassy told Zhou Zhihan that since he came to the UK, the British government now looks at our Chinese Embassy with admiration and handles everything smoothly and gives the green light all the way.
However, China's war of resistance was extremely difficult. Under the Japanese attack, the Chinese army retreated step by step, and the people across the country were in dire straits.
Not long ago, a new type of Japanese fighter jet entered the Chinese battlefield. It is said that this fighter jet is called the "Type 12 Ship Combat". Its appearance directly dominated the skies on the Chinese battlefield. For the first time it went out in battle, it shot down the most powerful fighter in the world. The SB2 bomber was the fastest flying bomber and many outstanding Chinese pilots died in the battle.
This Japanese fighter is invincible and has become an aerial fortress that the Chinese Air Force cannot overcome. Neither Soviet-style fighter jets nor British-style fighter jets can match it.
Zhou Zhihan knew that the Type 12 Ship Battle was the predecessor of the Zero Fighter, and was actually the Zero Fighter.
This devil has indeed begun to land on China's air battlefield.
Zhou Zhihan punched the table hard. He wished he could fly the Spitfire back to China right now and beat these invincible Zero fighters into oblivion.
Zhou Zhihan told the staff: "The British Air Force Minister promised me that he would donate Spitfires and Hurricane fighter jets to our country. These two fighter jets should be able to rival the Zero fighter jet."
The staff member said: "China and Britain are about to sign an alliance agreement, and the UK's donation of fighter jets to us has also been put on the agenda. However, due to the aggressiveness of the German Air Force, the Royal Air Force suffered heavy losses in Dunkirk, and there is a very shortage of domestic fighter jets. Therefore, the agenda of donating fighter jets to our country was put on hold during the war, but they stated that they would restart the donation immediately after the crisis."
Zhou Zhihan nodded. Sure enough, as he judged, Britain currently lacks fighter jets and is temporarily powerless to donate fighter jets. This is understandable. There is a relationship of interest between countries. It is understandable to meet the needs of one's own country first.
Zhou Zhihan asked the embassy if it had received any letters from him from China.
The staff smiled and shook their heads. If there was, they would definitely send it to him as soon as possible, even if it was at night.
At noon, the embassy staff told Zhou Zhihan that we would eat dumplings together at noon today.
