Chapter 385: The utmost benevolence and righteousness
"Buzz...buzz...
Amidst the dull sound of the engine, a DC-3 passenger plane with stars and stripes painted on the fuselage was flying at an altitude of 5,000 meters. Four P40 fighter jets nicknamed Tomahawk were closely guarding it.
The middle part of the DC-3 cabin has been transformed into a small lounge. The originally simple aluminum interior walls are covered with oak paneling, which is also carved with ancient Greek-style patterns. Four portholes are hung on
There are dark red velvet curtains. On the left side of the cabin is a small desk, and on the right side is a row of leather sofas placed against the wall. The overall design looks very coordinated and does not make people feel small or crowded.
Harry, Goss and McLaren were sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. Not far from the lounge, more than a dozen followers were sitting on chairs on the other side to rest.
Gao Si put the cup on the table and looked at Harry, "Professor Harry, the military and political minister at the airport just now invited you to sit at his headquarters. Why did you refuse him?"
Harry took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, distributed them to the two of them, and lit one himself. He took a deep breath and then said: "Gao Si, you have only been working in China for less than a month, so you are not familiar with the situation in China."
do not know much.
Although this Minister of Military and Political Affairs has a long history in China and is highly regarded by Chairman Chiang Kai-shek in Chongqing, to be honest, the outside world does not think his military quality and commanding ability are very good, and can even be described as bad.
Just look at the current situation in the First Theater of War. As a war zone with more than 300,000 troops, it was beaten by 100,000 Japanese troops and was unable to fight back. If such a commander were in the United States, he would have been dismissed long ago.
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Gao Si nodded, "I understand, you don't want to waste time on such a person, right?"
Harry sighed softly, and then his expression became serious: "Gao Si... you have to understand that the world is getting more and more unsafe now. Hitler is crazy about expanding his army in Germany, and their total number of troops has reached 6 million. You know this
Does it mean anything?"
Without waiting for Gao Si to answer, Harry said: "Today's Germany is like a huge boiler. The water in this boiler has been boiled. If this boiler is allowed to continue to burn, it will not be long before this boiler explodes."
, then the whole world will suffer huge harm.
Dear Gao Si, tell me, how can we avoid being harmed by this boiler?"
Gao Si thought for a while, then shrugged helplessly and spread his hands: "Sorry, this topic is too profound, I can't think of it."
"McLaren, what about you?" Harry looked at the military attaché on the other side.
McLaren said very simply: "Professor Harry, if I could even solve this problem, I would have run for President of the United States."
His words caused a burst of chuckles, and Harry sighed softly: "Yeah... President Roosevelt summoned Mr. Truman, Secretary Marshall and all our staff to discuss this matter, but they never came up with anything.
Good idea, Mr. Truman finally came up with a good idea, which is to vent the valve of the boiler that is about to explode, which means to find an opponent for the confident Mr. Hitler. What do you think of now?"
"I see."
Gao Si slapped his thigh, with excitement in his eyes: "You mean...the Soviet Union?"
"it's him?"
Harry's eyes showed admiration, "With the world's largest territory, sufficient population and resources, which other country can afford it... Not good..."
When he said this, the nose of the DC-3 passenger plane, which was flying smoothly, suddenly tilted forward. The entire passenger plane immediately tilted forward by almost thirty degrees. All the people sitting on the chairs sat on the ground.
Fortunately, the tables, chairs and stools on the plane are all fixed, otherwise they would all be injured.
But despite this, before the frightened three people could get up from the ground, an air force sergeant wearing a flight jacket stumbled in and said loudly: "Sir, it's not good, we encountered a Japanese attack.
There are at least ten or more fighter planes, they are attacking us, and the escort team is expelling them, but it doesn't look like the situation is very good now, what should we do now?
God... No. 004 was shot down!"
"Damn."
When McLaren was sitting on the ground just now, he accidentally bumped into the sofa. Although the sofa was not hard, it still made his head buzz.
Regardless of his still dizzy head, McLaren struggled to get up and looked through the porthole to see a P-40 fighter jet rolling and falling to the ground, trailing tongues of flames.
Seeing this scene, Harry felt a chill running down his back. Is this a war? Although he thought he was mentally prepared to participate in the war, but now that the war was vividly placed in front of him, he realized that what he was thinking was actually
too naive.
It was different from sitting in the office and chatting with the president and a group of staff and generals on weekdays. Now he was facing bloody death and killing machines flying everywhere. For the first time, Harry, a standard scholar, felt a pain in his heart.
A burst of fear.
He turned his head and shouted: "How come there are so many Japanese fighter planes? Didn't the intelligence say that a few days after the war started, most of the Japanese Third Flying Group had been consumed? Where did so many appear now?
s plane?"
Gao Si quickly said: "Professor Harry, now is not the time to talk about this. The most important thing for us now is how to contact the Liantai Militia and get their planes over for reinforcements. This is the most important thing!"
Before Harry could speak, he heard the air force sergeant yell, "Get down now!"
After saying that, the sergeant quickly got under the table. Harry and the other three were not slow to respond. They understood immediately and immediately lay down in the aisle.
Two seconds later, they heard the sound of a bullet penetrating the casing, which sounded like a metal bucket being knocked.
The bullets hit the wooden board used for decoration, causing sawdust to fly. It was like a hurricane had blown through the cabin, with documents and various debris flying all over the sky. Then I heard an airplane roaring from the top.
Passed by.
"Damn it! Professor Harry, Ambassador Gao Si, Colonel McLaren, are you okay?" It was only after he was sure that the Japanese plane had flown away that the sergeant got out from under the table and happened to see the three McLarens.
That angry look.
He didn't care about this. In his opinion, life was his own, and he had no obligation to use his own life to protect these three people. He could come over in time to remind them that he had done his best.