"Oh my god, the little devil was blown up so badly." Tang Dali picked up a crooked stick that had been twisted into a twist on the ground and looked at it in his mouth, exclaiming.
But after the surprise, he became filled with indescribable envy: "Battalion Commander, you said it would be great if our Eighth Route Army also had this thing. If we encounter any unbreakable fortress in the future, just throw one down. How can there be any unbreakable fortress?"
ah."
"Do you think this is awesome?"
Wang Chunsheng sneered first, then whispered.
"I heard that the Liantai militia also has a five-ton super-heavy aerial bomb. It is difficult to leave a single person alive within a radius of one kilometer. However, this bomb is too heavy. No aircraft can carry it now.
Move it, maybe one day we can see the power of its explosion."
Having said this, Wang Chunsheng shook his head slightly, as if to get rid of that terrible scene from his mind: "Okay, let the brothers follow and take advantage of this rare opportunity to fight back against the little devil, otherwise we will wait until our
Now that the plane is gone, we have to be our grandchildren again."
Just when Wang Chunsheng was looking forward to more air cover.
Airport No. 4 located in the southern suburbs of Liantai County
This airport is the largest among the airports under the Liantai Flying Corps, has the longest runways, and has the most runways.
This is not to say that this is the largest airport with the most aircraft parked there, but that most of the airports parked here are bombers, so this is also the base camp for bomber pilots.
At this time, Doolittle and his team had put on the same black "Hartman jackets" as the pilots of the Taiwan Air Force. They all had the symbol of the spreading eagle on their chests, and the flight caps were inlaid with the Blue Sky and White Sun badge.
Except for the iconic blond hair and blue eyes, they look no different from the pilots of the Liantai Flying Corps, but now these people are looking at the neat rows of B-25 bombers in front of them, with dumbstruck expressions on their faces.
"Lieutenant Colonel, these people are thieves, they stole the plane of the United States of America!" Young Paul was the first to lose his temper and shouted first.
Richard, who was Doolittle's deputy, had a frown on his face and did not speak. He just looked at Huang Huaimin, the commander of the Liantai flight team who led them.
"Lieutenant Colonel Huang, aren't you going to give us an explanation?" Doolittle, as the commander of these Yankees, spoke.
"What's there to say?"
Huang Huaimin had already prepared for the reaction of the American pilots. He chuckled: "Lieutenant Colonel Doolittle, please remember one thing.
You are no longer soldiers of the United States of America, you are now serving the Liantai Militia. As for where these planes come from, that is not a question you should consider, do you understand?"
"I……"
Richard wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Doolittle.
"Okay, I admit that I was a little impulsive." Doolittle was indeed an excellent commander and quickly calmed down from the shock.
"It's good that you understand." Huang Huaimin nodded secretly as he looked at Doolittle who quickly calmed down. No wonder his boss valued him so much. This job alone is not something that ordinary people can match.
"Gentlemen, your appointment has been confirmed!"
"Whoosh!"
Following Huang Huaimin's voice, everyone, including Doolittle, puffed up their chests like a reflex, crossed their hands on their backs, and stood at attention with their heels bumping.
"In view of your special characteristics, the headquarters has decided to organize you into a separate B-25 bomber group, with two squadrons under it, dedicated to carrying out ground bombing missions. Do you have any questions about this?"
Doolittle raised his hand: "Sir...requesting a question."
“Ask questions allowed!”
"Sir, as far as I know, the number of aircraft in a bombing squadron is 12. Although we have fifty-six people now, at least 120 people are needed to make up two B-25 bomber squadrons. What is the shortage of these personnel?
manage?"
Huang Huaimin smiled slightly: "Lieutenant Colonel Doolittle's question is very good, but we have already thought about it for you.
As far as I know, there are quite a few of you who are qualified to fly bombers independently, and the rest can serve as co-pilots, navigators, etc., so we will recruit new graduates from Liantai Flight School and the Army to supplement your efforts.
Not only that, I can guarantee that the number of additional manpower for you will be more than less, so there is no need to worry about the problem you mentioned."
These Americans are not fools. When they heard Huang Huaimin's words, they immediately understood that Gao Hongming wanted them to cultivate flying talents for the Taiwan-Lianying Flying Corps.
Huang Huaimin didn't expect to be able to deceive these Americans, after all, no one was a fool.
After a slight smile, he then said: "Our senior officer said that these students will not let you train in vain. He will pay an additional salary of two hundred dollars per person per month for this."
"Oh...it turns out there is still money to take, so that's no problem."
The green dollar is a universal lubricant that can solve almost all the troubles in the world.
Seeing that the Yankees remained silent, Huang Huaimin knew that they had acquiesced in this matter.
Then he pointed to the back and said, "Did you see, these people will be your future partners and apprentices. In the days to come, I only hope that you will strictly demand them and let them survive as much as possible in the cruel war in the future."
Come down, on behalf of everyone in the Taiwan Flight Corps, I would like to thank you!"
After speaking, Huang Huaimin saluted them solemnly.
Half an hour later, Paul, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looked at the three machine gunners who had just taken up their posts and were running around in the plane and said in despair.
"God, are we just going to take a bunch of rookies on a mission?"
Yes, you read that right, these three people are the disciples that Paul will lead.
Under normal circumstances, a B-25 needs to be equipped with a captain, a co-pilot, a navigator, a bombardier and a machine gunner.
But now Huang Huaimin has equipped each of their planes with three times the number of people, that is, 15 people. With so many people, the huge cabin is packed to the brim.
Facing these students who speak half-baked English and are full of intellectual curiosity, these Americans are helpless. They should have realized that this kind of money is not easy to earn.
On the other B-25 plane, Doolittle, who checked the status of the plane, had a look of disbelief on his face and picked up the intercom.
"Guys, have you seen that the B-25 they assigned to us is a little different from the one we originally flew. It's obvious that they have made a lot of changes to this aircraft. In my opinion, this improved version is better than the one we used to fly.
Our original policy was more reasonable.
Damn, they actually installed a 75mm cannon in the nose, which is crazy..."
"Yes, I saw it, but I like it very much!" Henry's laughter came from the phone.