Today, the security here is extremely tight. Hundreds of heavily armed National Army soldiers are protecting the surrounding area. He Yingqin, Sun Lianzhong, Pang Bingxun, Li Tielong and other generals stand on the grass of the tarmac and look towards the southwest from time to time.
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Time passed little by little, and the sun began to become brighter. Pang Bingxun, who was relatively fat, was prone to sweating, and because he was older, he had to frequently take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead.
After a while, he couldn't help complaining: "Sir, it's just a few Americans. Do we need all of us to wait for them here? Even if Chairman Chiang comes, this battle will be nothing more than that, right?"
Without waiting for He Yingqin to answer, Sun Lianzhong said with a smile: "Brother Gengchen, you can't say that. It was Chongqing's intention to welcome those Americans and it was also the instruction of the Chairman. As soldiers, of course we must obey orders.
dont you agree?"
Pang Bingxun picked up the wet handkerchief and wiped his forehead and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Fang Lu, of course you are still young, there is no problem, but brother, I am so old, I really can't compare with you."
As a person born in the fifth year of Guangxu, 62-year-old Pang Bingxun is the oldest person present, so there is really nothing wrong with complaining like this.
Sun Lianzhong looked at Pang Bingxun's plump figure and couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Gengchen, I think you should lose weight. If you continue like this, I will worry about whether you can still lead the troops to the battlefield."
Faced with Sun Lianzhong's teasing, Pang Bingxun didn't care: "It can't be any better. Anyway, I have long since not wanted to be an official. As long as the Chairman approves, I will immediately take off this military uniform and go home to retire."
Hearing Pang Bingxun's complaint, many people secretly rolled their eyes. You said it lightly. If you give up your job, the tens of thousands of soldiers under your command will not cause trouble.
In fact, in order to win over Pang Bingxun, and also to prevent him from giving up his job, Chongqing just issued him a letter of appointment a few days ago, promoting him to the commander of the 24th Group Army, under which he is also the commander of the 40th Army and Sun Dianying's new army.
Formation of the Fifth Army.
"Sirs, here we come..."
While everyone was talking, some sharp-eyed people pointed to the sky and shouted. Everyone could see several black spots appearing in the distant sky. After a while, the shadows of several airplanes began to appear in front of everyone's eyes.
By the time the plane arrived over the airport, everyone had seen its appearance clearly. It was a C47-modified passenger plane painted with the stars and stripes. Surrounding the plane were four P40 Tomahawk fighter jets painted with the blue sky and white sun badge.
Since Gao Hongming sold 50 P40 fighter jets to the Nationalist Government, these P40s have become the absolute main force of the air force. Their daily task is to guard Chongqing and will not leave easily.
It can be seen that the Chongqing government attaches great importance to the members of the C47 aircraft, otherwise it would not have sent four P40 fighters to escort them at once.
In that passenger plane converted from a C47 transport aircraft, Harry Hopkins, Roosevelt's chief staff officer, sat in the seat next to the window, looking at the accompanying P40 fighter plane with a very complicated expression on his face.
Sitting next to him, Colonel McLaren, the newly appointed U.S. Ambassador to China, couldn't help but feel this way.
"Professor Harry, these Chinese people have blatantly imitated the fighter jets of the United States of America without the authorization of the U.S. government. This behavior is really bad. We should strongly condemn this behavior and punish it."
"How do you want to punish him?" Harry glanced at McLaren lightly.
McLaren said without hesitation: "Stop aid to China and warn the Nationalist government to hand over that hateful guy and tell the truth about where they got these fighters."
"Ambassador Goth...what do you think?" Harry ignored McLaren and said to the new US Ambassador to China, Clarence Edward Goth, who was sitting on the other side.
Gao Si was wearing a black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He always spoke and acted slowly. He slowly looked at Lawrence and shook his head: "In my opinion, this is a very stupid approach."
"Stupid?" McLaren was unhappy when he heard it. This is the character of Americans. Once they feel unhappy, they dare to argue even in front of their superiors.
Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the nose of the plane began to lower and the passenger plane had entered the landing stage.
When the passenger plane stopped on the runway, the cabin door opened. After Harry and his party came out of the cabin, they saw He Yingqin and other generals waiting below. After the group introduced each other, He Yingqin said with a smile: "Professor Harry, Gao Si
Ambassador, it is an honor for you and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the First War Zone to come to visit the First War Zone. You have also worked hard all the way, so please get in the car and go to the headquarters to rest first."
Harry and Gao Si looked at each other, nodded, and walked towards the car parked not far away.
"Buzz buzz..."
Just when the three of them took two steps, there was a roar in the sky. The three of them looked up and found a large black spot in the sky in the southeast. Not long after, a large black aircraft appeared over the airport.
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Seeing this, the group of people who were about to get on the bus stopped.
A few minutes later, with a strong roar, the wheels of the first C47 transport plane began to come into contact with the runway, and a burst of smoke came out, followed closely by the second...the third...
Seeing the dozens of transport planes and P47 Thunder fighters landing one after another, Harry and others looked particularly ugly.
Although they are already aware that a large number of American aircraft have appeared on the Chinese battlefield, and they were escorted by four American-made P40s when they came, but such a swaggering and large-scale appearance is still quite a slap in the face for them and changes their personality.
Those who are impatient may have to jump up and argue on the spot.
"General He!"
Harry pointed at the C47 transport plane that had just stopped and asked with a gloomy face: "If I guessed correctly, these should be our American transport planes and fighter jets, right? And I don't remember our government selling or giving these to your country."
Fighter, can you tell me what is going on?"
Even though He Yingqin has been floating around the sea for decades, he is blushing slightly at this moment. He can't help but curse the Liantai Flying Brigade in his heart. You guys have been here for a long time and you are here now. Doesn't this embarrass me?
However, when an official reaches his level, his adaptability is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people. After a haha, he said helplessly: "Professor Harry, you know the situation in our country. China is currently in a melee. There are so many armed forces in various places.
Although we are government troops, not all the troops are under our control.'