Zhang Xiaoliu walked out of the canteen and looked around at the pilots standing in a row.
To the left and right of the pilots, there were hundreds of ground crews doing pre-takeoff inspections of the aircraft.
Not to mention whether there are planes elsewhere in Xiaoyezi.
The planes currently in front of him far exceeded those at the two military airports, Jianqiao and Jinling.
among the pilots lining up.
A lot of people are from the Flying Eagles.
Looking at Xu Changjiang, who was standing straight in front of him but with his head bowed, Zhang Xiaoliu smiled bitterly and said: "I will try my best to send you to study abroad."
“In the end, you’re going to treat me like this?!”
Zhang Xiaoliu beat his chest, "I treat you as brothers, but you treat me as a fool, right?!"
Xu Changjiang:......
He lowered his head and whispered: "Young Marshal, I'm sorry."
"As the Chinese Air Force, we hope to confront the Japanese in the Northeast!"
"We don't want to hide in Jianqiao or Jinling and wait for the Japanese to come and bully us before we can take off and fight."
…
Xu Changjiang frowned and sighed, "Since we arrived in Hecheng, we have taken to the skies many times to participate in air battles with the Japanese."
"Please understand, Marshal."
…
The wind whistled loudly.
Xu Changjiang's voice hit the ground, sonorous and powerful.
Zhang Xiaoliu's feeling of futility that was suffocating in his chest suddenly dissipated by half, "Okay, go ahead and do your work."
He walked towards the parked car.
Zhao Xiaohei reached out and opened the car door for him.
Zhang Xiaoliu held the car door and glanced at Zhao Xiaohei.
These people are all about the same age as him.
Many of them grew up with him throughout his childhood.
Seeing that his former playmate had now become Ye Anran's, Zhang Xiaoliu gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Take me to see Ye Anran."
Zhao Xiaohei was slightly startled.
"Young Marshal, Deputy Commander Ye is in Youcheng."
…
Zhang Xiaoliu got into the car and said, "Go see Ma Jinshan."
"yes."
Zhao Xiaohei closed the car door, then ran to the cab and drove to the provincial capital.
Zhang Xiaoliu held his chin, staring at the icicles hanging on the eaves outside the window and the thick snow on both sides of the road, feeling very heavy.
Go further.
The car travels slower.
From time to time there was a rumble from the road ahead.
Zhang Xiaoliu was slightly startled.
It's the sound of tracks hitting the ground.
"What's going on ahead?"
…
Zhao Xiaohei held the steering wheel with both hands. As he moved forward slowly, he responded to Zhang Xiaoliu, "Young Marshal."
"It's the heavy truck factory supporting the armored forces in Oil City."
"..."
Zhang Xiaoliu's eyes were as big as eggs, "What the hell?"
"Armor?!"
He signaled Zhao Xiaohei to stop.
Is Ye Anran playing such a big role?
Forget it if he has a plane.
He deceived several pilots, and I won’t argue with him anymore.
He has armor? !
I think back when he was in the Fengjun Army, he also had armored units.
However, after the Beida Camp, some of them followed him south and retreated into Peiping.
Some of them became the trophies of the Japanese.
A gentle fight.
Zhang Xiaoliu had seen tanks used by the Northeast Field Army.
However, that cannot be called an armored force, it can only be called a vehicle...
The place where Zhao Xiaohei parked his car.
It happened to be the Northern Heavy Industries car factory that Mikhail was in charge of.
at this time.
There is a steady stream of tanks, driving onto the road from the heavy truck factory, heading to Hecheng Station, waiting for the transportation of pallets.
Zhang Xiaoliu stood in front of the car. He looked at the brand-new T-34 tank and the vast convoy blocking the road in front. He fell into a state of complete confusion.
Damn it!
There was something he didn't understand.
He or Ye Anran, who is the poor guy? !
Zhang Xiaoliu was so angry that he clenched his hands into fists, "How many tanks are these?"
Zhao Xiaohei stood holding the car door, "There aren't many cars, right?"
"Only a hundred or so..."
…
Zhang Xiaoliu:......
He felt like his lungs were about to explode.
Pointing to the tanks heading to the train station, "There are so many tanks, where does the oil come from?"
"Didn't you, Commander Ye, say that when the oil is gone and the lamp is dry, there won't be a drop of oil in the plane?"
Zhang Xiaoliu roared angrily.
The tip of Zhao Xiaohei's nose turned red from the cold, "There is no oil in the plane, but there is oil in the oil depot..."
"Besides, when they go to Oil City, they just bring buckets."
"A few months ago, oil wells in Oil City began spouting oil, producing dozens of tons of oil every day."
…
Zhang Xiaoliu's face was ashen.
He was sure it wasn't the cold.
That's really what makes me angry.
He turned back to the car and slammed the door shut.
Fortunately I am young.
Otherwise, Ye Anran would have been mad to death! !
He looked at Zhao Xiaohei who had returned to the car and said, "I won't go to the provincial capital."
"Take me back to the airport, I'm going to Oil City."
Zhang Xiaoliu was furious.
He must interview Ye Anran.
He recalled in his mind the scenes of every encounter with Ye Anran since the first time he met him.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
big liar!
A complete liar.
Zhao Xiaohei turned the car around and drove towards the airport.
…
Ice city.
The Japanese barracks bombed by white phosphorus bombs were in ruins.
The mourning hall of Liu Benshan's brother-in-law was burned to ashes by the fire.
Qin Tai, the director of the police department who acted for Liu Benshan, was burned to black charcoal.
Chijima Taro, captain of the Ice City Military Police, united with the few effective forces in the city and went to the city gate to set up defenses.
Accompanying them to the major gates of Bingcheng were the Japanese Bingcheng Guards.
The commander of the Ice City Guards died in the bombing.
Taro Chishima received a telegram from the Kwantung Army Headquarters in Xinjing, asking him to serve as the temporary commander of the garrison.
only.
Chishima Taro was not happy at all.
He took the remaining Japanese soldiers and built fortifications in front of the city gate.
Every devil is as cold as a grandson.
They held shovels and dug into the frozen soil.
Even though I stepped on it with my feet, I didn't see half of the frozen soil being shoveled down.
Chishima Taro’s brows furrowed into waves, “Asshole!!”
"Damn China Pig!!"
"Go, capture all the men in Ice City and bring them to the front line to dig trenches!!"
"Hai."
…
The adjutant responded, then turned around and led the team away.
Chishima Taro was wearing a military coat. He was so angry that his teeth started to itch as he looked at the flying snow.
The locust army has always been chasing the Chinese! !
He has been in Ice City for so long.
This is his first time going to work passively! !
What surprised him was that the Chinese dared to attack them first.
Taro Chishima ordered someone to bring Liu Benshan.
A few minutes later.
Liu Benshan got out of the car with a sad face. He looked at Taro Chishima and said, "Taijun."
"My brother-in-law..."
just.
When passing by his brother-in-law's mourning hall, Liu Benshan saw the house that had been burned to ruins.
While he was thankful to have been caught and escaped danger, he was also worried about the life of his wife Wang Cuilan.
Chishima Taro slapped him in the face.
"asshole."
"Your brother-in-law's life and death has nothing to do with the Locust Army!!"
"I ask you to organize the Chinese people as quickly as possible and dig a trench along the ice city. Hurry up!!"
…
Liu Benshan, who received a slap, nodded, "Hai."
"Please rest assured, Taijun."
