Zhang Mufei, who was being interviewed by reporters in the interview area, kept looking at Zhou Zhihan.
Zhou Zhihan smiled and gave him an OK gesture. Gong Yeti was also full of excitement and waved his fist at him, which reassured Zhang Mufei.
The faces of Song Ziwen and the Chinese Embassy staff were filled with the joy of victory. Everyone kept extending their thumbs to praise Zhang Mufei, who was being interviewed.
After Zhang Mufei landed smoothly just now, Zhou Zhihan said that Mu Fei would win for sure, and the Japanese would never be able to fly as brilliantly as Mu Fei.
The staff of the embassy were happy when they saw the serious faces of the three Japanese pilots, Moritaka Nakaso, Kato and Hiroyuki Nishizawa. They knew that they were under great pressure, so everyone felt even more confident.
Watching Moritaka Nakaba taking off in the Mustang, Zhang Mufei got rid of the reporters' interviews and returned to the area where the Chinese team was located, high-fiving everyone one by one.
"Chief instructor, how was my flying just now?" Zhang Mufei asked.
Zhou Zhihan lightly punched Zhang Mufei: "You are sure to win this game, unless the Americans favor the Japanese. Of course, with the attention of the whole world, even if the Americans want to favor the Japanese, they must have the strength to match you That’s the realm.”
Gong Yeti put his arm around Zhang Mufei's shoulders: "You flew so wonderfully just now. I can guarantee that if there is anyone in this world who can fly beyond the realm you just achieved, that person can only be the chief instructor. We will definitely win today. !" Gong Yeti said, waving his fists, with tears of excitement flashing in his eyes. He had missed the opportunity just now and had been feeling guilty and uneasy. Zhang Feifei's sure win made a stone hanging in his heart fall to the ground.
"This time, the Americans will not favor the Japanese and will definitely uphold justice." Song Ziwen walked up to the three of them with a smile and said, "As soon as Mu Fei landed and stopped, the American side couldn't wait to send someone. They came to me and said that Mu Fei had brought the Mustang fighter to new heights, and they wanted to ask Mu Fei to be the technical consultant of the Mustang fighter."
Zhang Mufei waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to the competition if I'm asked to be the Mustang's flight consultant. The techniques I just flew were all taught by the chief instructor. Let them ask the chief instructor to be their consultant!"
Zhou Zhihan smiled: "This Ye Ye consultant must be you. To be honest, if I had been replaced just now, I would never be able to match Mu Fei's aura."
"May I ask, Major Zhang, if you can spare a few minutes for an exclusive interview..."
"Major Zhang, seeing how relaxed you are, are you very confident in winning the final victory for China..."
Reporters standing outside the area where the Chinese delegation was located kept taking pictures. Despite the obstruction of the guards, there were still reporters who were looking forward to asking Zhang Mufei if he could spare a few minutes for an exclusive interview.
The staff of the Chinese Embassy told reporters from all over the world that after the third war is over, we will try our best to meet everyone's requirements. Now please be quiet and let the pilots rest and prepare for the third war...
Gong Yeti looked up into the air and said, "Nakasa Moritaka recovered from the climb and prepared to dive."
Zhou Zhihan and Zhang Mufei also looked into the air when they heard this. Nakasha Moritaka recovered and did a side roll, and the Mustang went into a dive.
A few seconds later, Zhou Zhihan chuckled: "The huge pressure has made Nakasha Shengtaka feel hesitant. He may make a fool of himself today."
Zhang Mufei and Gong Yeti looked at Zhou Zhihan in confusion.
"Look," Zhou Zhihan stretched out his right palm and made an upward gesture. Then he flicked his wrist and turned the palm sideways. When making a downward dive, his fingertips were slightly raised and then pressed down. "Zhongsha Shengxiao I wanted to imitate Mu Fei's small-angle dive, but I was afraid that I couldn't control the stickiness of the stick force during roll and would not be able to complete the roll, so I pushed the stick slightly to increase the dive angle. This subtle change has betrayed me. The anxiety and uneasiness in his heart. Mu Fei flew too well just now, which made Nakasha Moritaka feel tremendous pressure. He will definitely lose!"
Zhang Mufei and Gong Yeti glanced at each other. The chief instructor could see the inner activities of Nakaso Moritaka from just a slight change in Mustang. It was amazing!
"Look!" Zhou Zhihan gave instructions to Zhang Mufei and Gong Yeti on the spot, "Zhongsheng Shengxiao is still hesitating, which shows that his inner anxiety has not been relieved but has become more serious. Look, the left wing of the Mustang is slightly swinging up and down, and Zhongsheng Shengxiao is hesitating about which side to turn from. Start attacking from the side."
Gong Yeti and Zhang Mufei watched for a few seconds but saw no change. They quickly took the binoculars and zoomed in. Sure enough, the left wing of the Mustang driven by Nakata Moritaka moved up and down slightly during the dive. The two admired it, and the chief instructor could see it.
God!
"Commander Zhou!"
Suddenly, a female reporter waved her arms and screamed. Seeing Zhou Zhihan looking at her, she suddenly covered her mouth and choked up.
Zhou Zhihan turned to look at the press box, his face immediately showed joy and waved, and then said to Zhang Mufei and Gong Yeti: "I went to visit an old friend. You should carefully observe Zhongsheng Shengxiao. Although this person will definitely fail, he also has things worth learning from. Place." He walked towards the press box.
"Mary!" Zhou Zhihan greeted with a smile from a distance, "When did you arrive? I've been looking for you these past few days, but I haven't seen you."
"We just arrived last night, so we were at the back of the queue. We just managed to squeeze through and saw you!" Mary said excitedly, jumping up and down.
It turned out that this female reporter was the deputy editor of The Times of London and a colleague of Julia Kristeva whom Zhou Zhihan met during the Battle of London. Julia Kristeva later became the deputy editor of The Times, and Mary was arrested. Promoted to deputy editor of the department.
Zhou Zhihan: "Guard! Please let this lady from the Times come over."
Mary pulled away the guard's arm, ran over, and held Zhou Zhihan's hand tightly: "Commander... I didn't... I didn't expect you to be alive." Tears overflowed from the corners of Mary's eyes, "We all thought you were dead. , many British people spontaneously went to the place where you crashed to pray. I didn’t expect that you were still alive. Kristeva would be so happy if she knew that you were still alive. She saw the crash site of your Spitfire No. 214 and was so happy at that time. Passed out."
Zhou Zhihan was also very happy to see Mary. When she heard that Julia Kristeva cared so much about him, he asked, "Is she okay?"
"She just gave birth to a baby in less than a week, so she asked me to come this time." Mary smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "If she knew you were here, she would definitely come. I will return to my residence later. I'll send her a message and tell her you're still alive."
Mary was just a clerk at the newspaper before. Later, it was because Julia Kristeva became the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper that she was able to take the position of deputy editor-in-chief of the department. Zhou Zhihan had a lot of credit for this.
"Did Kristeva give birth to a baby?" Zhou Zhihan asked in surprise. When he came back from England eight months ago, Kristeva was still single and he had never heard of her having a boyfriend.
"Yes, yes. She gave birth to a son, who is as beautiful as her. I was the first one to hold him," Mary said, looking at Zhou Zhihan's hair, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Little guy He has black hair and is very strong."
"Hey!" Mary then asked, "Commander, Karen..."
Zhou Zhihan smiled: "Karen returned to China with me. She gave birth to a daughter for me at the end of March. If you have the chance, I hope you will visit China."
"Congratulations! I will definitely go to China with Kristeva if I have the chance. She has always said that she wants to visit your hometown. Now it's better. We have food, food and accommodation." Mary said with a smile, " When you return to the UK in the future, you must tell me in advance."
Zhou Zhihan smiled and said: "When you come to China, I will take care of all your food, drink, accommodation, transportation, and entertainment. When you go back, say hello to Julia Kristeva and her children for me."
"I will definitely bring your greetings to her. She knows you are still alive, and she might go to China to find you immediately! Commander, after the third game, can you give me an exclusive interview?"
"Okay! When I finish the third game, we will be the first to receive your exclusive interview!"
Watching Mary leave happily, Zhou Zhihan saw the Mustang driven by Moritaka Nakasa doing target practice. He glanced at his watch, and then quickly walked to the exclusive area of the Chinese delegation: "What, is Moritaka Nakasa's performance a little abnormal?"
Gong Yeti was very excited: "Nakaso Moritaka's performance was very average. He hit one target twice before he hit it. He still has three targets left to hit, but his time has already surpassed Mu Fei's."
While Gong Yeti was speaking, Nakaso Moritaka jumped up, dived with the push rod at a small angle, fired, and hit the eighth target, but purple appeared in the rain of bullets, reminding him that he only had 50 bullets left at most.
Discussions have already begun at the base that the Japanese will definitely lose this round.
Nishizawa Hiroyuki and Kato looked ugly. Once Nakasa Moritaka was defeated, Japan would have no chance of winning.
Gong Yeti looked down at the Japanese mission area and sneered: "You old little devil, stop being so arrogant now. When fighting against the same type of aircraft, the Chinese pilots will never be worse than you."
There was sweat all over Nakasa Moritaka's face. He drove the Mustang and made a small turn during the pull-up. The nose of the aircraft pointed at the ninth target. He fired, missed, and fired again with the micro pusher. The sound of the machine gun idling was heard in his ears. In an instant, he knew that the situation was over, and his heart was on fire.
Watching Moritaka Nakasa land in his Mustang and get off the plane, reporters rushed up again: "General Moritaka Nakasa, you did not complete the target practice this time. Do you think there is a chance to surpass the Chinese pilot Major Zhang Mufei in the number of targets?"
"General Nakasa Moritaka, I have read reports about your army before, saying that the Chinese Air Force pilots are technically rough and vulnerable. Please make an evaluation of your opponent..."
"General Nakaso Moritaka, once you lose this game, do you think Japan still has hope of winning the third game..."
"General Moritaka Nakasa, you are known as the new king of destroyers. Can you tell me your thoughts on this defeat..."
"General Moritaka Nakaso, you are the king of destroyers, but you lost to a Chinese major. Does this mean that the skills of Japanese pilots are not as good as Chinese pilots? And as far as I know, China's number one ace has not yet appeared. You What do you think about this..."
Reporters' questions were always strange, and most of them had something to say that hit Nakasa Moritaka's weakness. Especially reporters from allied countries, who hated Japan and Germany, even made sarcastic remarks about Nakasa Moritaka.
Nakasa Moritaka was proud and arrogant. Faced with many reporters' tricky questions, he didn't know how to answer. Suddenly, an unknown reporter chuckled in his ears: "Look, the face of Japan's king of destroyers is covered with sweat. Where can he find it?" The king of destroyers looks like he is worse than a rookie..."
"Wow!"
Nakasa Moritaka, who was so furious that his vision suddenly turned black, spat out a mouthful of blood...
More than 20 minutes later, the shooting numbers of Zhang Mufei and Nakaso Moritaka were announced - China, Zhang Mufei won!
In order to be fair and just, in the third game, a coin toss was used to decide who would play first.
The host tossed a coin. Zhou Zhihan had extraordinary eyesight and could see clearly. He deliberately chose to fly first because he wanted to destroy the willpower of the Japanese.
Zhou Zhihan walked towards the F4F Wildcat wearing a flight suit.
There is an aircraft carrier cruising in the deep water not far away.
Immediately, the Japanese mission launched a psychological war: "The Chinese pilot who has never flown an aircraft carrier is very brave. I hope he can give us a wonderful performance..."
