Zhang Yong nodded and shook hands with Huang Zhicheng.
The maintenance team brought in by Du Shanglong was led by Huang Zhicheng. It was all the result of a combination of circumstances.
Huang Zhicheng used to be the communications director of Shanghai Longhua Airport. He was in the civilian department.
After the fall of Longhua Airport, he ran to Suzhou and met Zhang Yong. He was captured by Zhang Yong and was responsible for maintaining seaplanes.
As a result, the seaplane was not used several times and finally crashed into the lake.
As a result, Huang Zhicheng became "unemployed" again.
Finally, I followed the others and stumbled all the way to Hankou Airport.
He was originally the communication porter, but he suddenly switched to the technical port. But Zhang Yong believed in the other party. After all, he was a member of the Red Party!
It would be most appropriate for a hidden member of the Red Party to be responsible for the technical maintenance of long-range bombers.
If the people within the party are too corrupt, Zhang Yong will never trust them.
It would be a tragedy if, after going to heaven, we could not come back due to mechanical failure.
Such consequences must be avoided.
If Huang Zhicheng is responsible, such danger will never occur.
Because Huang Zhicheng would not let him and Zhang Yong crash.
Moreover, this member of the Red Party also has a relatively high degree of education and knows many foreign languages.
Don't underestimate the communications director of the tower. At that time, foreign languages were just new.
He is a very rare talent.
As far as technology is concerned, as long as you are willing to study hard, you are completely competent.
The key is to have a strong sense of responsibility.
With the discipline of the Red Party, it will never be messed up.
He just needs to take care of people.
If you have any difficulty, find the organization behind it.
"Did you see these bombers? They're all yours."
"What?"
"From now on, you are solely responsible for the maintenance of these Martin 139WC bombers."
"What?"
"If you need money, give money; if you need people, give people."
"What?"
Huang Zhicheng was stunned.
Looking at the five huge bombers, he was stunned.
No. I actually don’t understand aircraft maintenance! I have never learned it before!
"I don't understand!"
"Do I understand? Foreigners understand. But we cannot completely rely on outsiders!"
"But……"
"No buts. This is an order."
"I……"
Huang Zhicheng has a bitter gourd face.
I am really worried. I really don’t understand!
Zhang Yong waved his hand and motioned for others to move away. He had something to say to the other party alone.
"Huang Zhicheng!"
"arrive!"
"You have to take a long-term view."
"What?"
"We must wait fifteen, twenty, and thirty years to cultivate talents for the future of the Chinese nation!"
"What?"
"I give you full power. I will give you whatever you need. You have full control over your maintenance team. No outsider is allowed to interfere without my approval."
"Well……"
"Do you know what I mean?"
"I don't quite understand..."
"You will gradually understand in the future. You have to train aircraft maintenance technical talents for the Chinese nation in the future. You have thoroughly understood all the parameters and principles of the aircraft. You can even design new ones in the future.
airplane."
"New plane?"
"After the war is won, we will definitely design and produce our own aircraft in the future."
"Well……"
"The talents you train now will become the backbone of the aviation manufacturing industry in the future."
"Well……"
"Think about it for yourself!"
"yes."
Huang Zhicheng mechanically agreed.
He seemed to understand what Zhang Yong said. But he didn't seem to understand.
However, this new field seems to be very challenging. Moreover, it does have a bright future. The future development is immeasurable.
If China really wants to design and manufacture its own aircraft, it will definitely need professional talents.
Proficient in repair and maintenance technology, you are one of the professional talents.
Take out a bag of fiat currency and give it to the other party.
That's right. It's packed in bags.
Cloth pocket.
A bag full. About fifty thousand.
For the time being, legal currency can still be used as an ocean.
I'll give you 50,000 yuan first, and the rest later. I'll give you the money for the main one.
As long as these five long-range bombers are properly maintained, it will be easy to make money. He has many opportunities.
"Give me?"
"Yes. I said it. If you want people, give people. If you want money, give money."
"I……"
"Do a good job, I'm optimistic about you."
"I……"
Huang Zhicheng was speechless.
I had to take the cloth bag first.
At this point, no matter whether it's public or private, he can't refuse.
He thought that he couldn't do it alone. However, there seemed to be professional aircraft ground handlers in the organization.
There should have been someone there when he was at Longhua Airport before. But he didn't know who it was.
Now, the only way to catch up is to secretly ask the organization for help.
"McCoy!"
Zhang Yong waved.
The gringo who had just received twenty dollars hurried over.
"Zhang, what are your orders?"
"Prepare a 139WC, and I will fly to the sky with you."
"What? Impossible, no..."
"Why?"
"I can't fly a plane..."
"I can."
"What?"
McCoy looked dull.
What is Zhang Yong talking about? He can fly a bomber?
When did he learn it?
"Follow me."
"yes."
"Which plane is intact? Ready to take off at any time?"
"The two southernmost ones."
"good."
Zhang Yong came to the side of the plane.
Look at this big guy in front of you.
Compared with the Hawker-3, Yi-16, and BA-65, it is indeed a big guy.
The length of the fuselage alone is twice that of a fighter jet.
After all, it is a bomber with a range of up to 1,900 kilometers. It cannot do it without a long enough fuselage.
A large engine room is required to place the bomb. A very large amount of fuel is required.
Its fuel reserves are three times that of ordinary fighter jets, or even more.
Its own weight, the weight of the bomb, and the weight of the fuel itself will all consume a lot of fuel during flight.
For something as big as the B-29, almost half of its weight is used to carry fuel.
It weighs up to 50 tons. The maximum one-way distance is 9,000 kilometers. How much fuel is needed to support it?
“How big is this guy’s gas tank?”
"It can fill up to two tons of fuel."
"good."
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
This is the most significant aircraft he has mastered so far.
A bomber worthy of the name. It was capable of medium and long range. At that time, 1,900 kilometers was definitely not too short.
It seems that only the Soviet Union, the United States, and the Japanese have long-range bombers in the world.
Other powers did not, including the Germans. The Germans later paid a heavy price for this shortcoming.
Wave.
Have someone bring the wooden ladder over.
Set up the ladder. Climb into the cockpit. Start understanding in detail.
McCoy stood on the ladder and explained to Zhang Yong in detail.
"Crack!"
Zhang Yong threw him a wad of dollars.
They are all with a face value of 5 US dollars. A total of 20 of them, which is 100 US dollars.
A hand with carrots.
A big stick.
Zhang Yong was also familiar with this move.
For the time being, we still need help from some gringos, especially the technical ones.
You don’t have to have a pilot. You don’t have to have a navigator. However, you have to have bombardiers and mechanics. Because of these two items, Zhang Yong cannot replace them.
"Duchamp Dragon!"
"arrive!"
"Call Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo."
"yes."
Du Shanglong immediately sent someone.
But Zhang Yong suddenly remembered that he was not enough on his own.
Two bombers require two crews. They need at least one skilled pilot and a backup.
If the system delivers relevant parts one day, there will be three bombers. Or even four or five bombers.
Therefore, relevant crew members must be trained from now on.
It just so happened that Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo were flying Hawker-3 fighter jets. They could be handed over to others to take their place.
The only advantage of the Hawker-3 is that it is easy to use. It is easy for novices to get started.
As long as there is enough gasoline for training, it can fly in fifty hours.
If you have spent more than 100 hours in the sky, you can basically be considered proficient.
How to get enough gasoline?
Of course, it will be delivered by the system. Shipped. Ship by ship.
One ship has more than 2,000 tons. Delivery once every three days is enough.
"Commissioner."
"Commissioner."
Soon, Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo arrived.
Zhang Yong nodded and then told the two men that they would be transferred to fly bombers.
Both of them are senior pilots with more than 300 hours of flying time. At that time, it was already considered a rare existence. It was on the same level as Gao Yuanhang, Chen Shanben and others.
"Would you like that?"
"willing!"
The two of them answered without thinking.
They are all uncontrollably excited.
It's an honor to be able to drive such a big guy.
They have stayed at Hankou Airport for a relatively long time, and of course they know the existence of Martin 139WC.
Privately, they had discussed that if this kind of bomber took off from the coast, it could fly directly to the Japanese invaders' homeland.
In other words, if they want to bomb the Japanese homeland, they can do it.
Now, Zhang Yong asked them to fly this bomber...
Could it be that we are going to bomb...
"You guessed it right." Zhang Yong said slowly, "We may fight across the ocean at any time."
Zhang Yong did not explicitly say that he was going to bomb the Japanese homeland.
In fact, bombing the Japanese homeland was just a choice. It was not an inevitable choice.
As long as you have long-range bombers in your hands, wouldn't it be good to bomb the Japanese invaders' airports? Wouldn't it be good to bomb the Japanese invaders' warships? Wouldn't they have to go to the mainland?
Due to flight restrictions, we could only reach the west of the Japanese invaders' homeland, such as Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
It was completely unable to have a fatal impact on the Japanese invaders.
It would be better to bomb the Japanese heavy ground artillery, tanks, etc. The effect would be immediate.
In short, as long as you have a sword in your hand, you can use it whatever you want.
These Martin 139WC bombers are the swords in their hands. They can stab whoever they want.
"Very good!"
"Very good!"
Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo were both overjoyed.
It would be very difficult for other people to fly these bombers across the ocean and reach the Japanese homeland.
However, if Zhang Yong is driving, there will be no difficulty at all.
Zhang Yong has very special abilities.
Can't understand.
Can't be imitated.
Extremely magical.
"You should follow and learn first."
"good."
The two then took out pens and notebooks and recorded in detail.
This is a stupid way. But it is very effective.
McCoy took the money, and of course he was very active. He explained it to Zhang Yong in detail.
After a while, he will also follow him to heaven. Of course, he does not dare to be careless. Otherwise, he will be among the dead.
In fact, as long as you can fly other aircraft, the basic principles are the same.
The only difference is the arrangement of the various switches. They are mostly the same.
While explaining, Zhang Yong tried to operate it.
[Your adventure experience has increased]
[Your driving talent +1]
The system sends information.
Okay, no one will be refused. You might as well strengthen it.
I quickly understood McCoy's explanation.
"Zhang, you haven't flown this kind of bomber before, have you?"
McCoy was delusional.
I always feel like Zhang Yong doesn’t look like a newbie.
It definitely doesn't feel like the first time I've encountered this type of bomber.
"I've read some information."
Zhang Yong casually covered it up.
I can’t wait to order the plane to refuel.
I am eager to drive this big guy to the sky and show off.
So come on.
Add only half.
It's daytime now, so bombing is impossible.
Once targeted by Japanese fighter jets, it would be difficult to escape. Its maximum speed is only 340 kilometers per hour.
Even the Hawker-3 biplane can outperform it.
The Japanese fighter jets generally had a speed of more than 440 kilometers per hour.
For such a big guy, let’s not talk about flexibility. It simply doesn’t exist.
If you make violent movements while driving it, it will disintegrate at any time.
"Where's the parachute?"
"Here."
McCoy pointed it out to Zhang Yong.
The cockpit of a bomber is much larger than that of a fighter jet.
Behind the seat is the parachute bag. You can reach it with your hand, but you need to pull the switch.
What?
Catapult skydiving?
Didn't see it.
Maybe other bombers have it, but not this model.
If a pilot wants to parachute, he must first get the parachute bag, put it on his back, then jump out of the cockpit and then fall freely.
As for this process, how to operate it depends on your personal ability and luck.
Zhang Yong was about to speak when he found Commander Qian coming.
The radar map shows that Commander Qian arrived with a lot of people. A huge force.
He stood up from the cockpit but did not get down.
After a while, Commander Qian appeared. He looked very anxious.
"Shao Long!"
"You come down!"
"You come down!"
Commander Qian shouted anxiously.
Zhang Yong did not move and continued to stand in the cockpit.
What's going on?
If you have anything to say, just say it. If nothing happens, I will ascend to heaven...
wrong.
If nothing happens, I will take off.
In a hurry. Really.
There is a press conference at three o'clock in the afternoon. There is not much time to play in the sky.
"Shaolong, come down! Come down!"
"Commander, what's the matter?"
"You can't go up. It's too dangerous. Come down."
"Danger?"
"Are you familiar with this kind of large bomber? If you are not familiar with it, it would be too dangerous to fly it into the sky rashly."
"Oh, Commander, you came to me just to stop me from going to heaven!"
"Yes. It's too dangerous. Come down!"
"Commander, if I don't fly it into the air myself, how can I have first-hand information about it!"
"Then you study for a few more days until you are familiar with it, and then go up."
Commander Qian is really anxious and wants to stop it.
Zhang Yong's approach is undoubtedly extremely dangerous. If something happens...
He is now the hope of the entire national air force!
As long as Zhang Yong is alive, he can command the national air force to continue fighting and win.
If something happens...
Then it's over.
The National Air Force will be completely defeated by the Japanese invaders again.
This is a major matter related to the survival of the nation and the life and death of the country. Qian Wanjun will never allow Zhang Yong to go to heaven now.
Zhang Yong:……
Noticed.
Commander Qian's attitude was very firm.
It is estimated that we will not be able to take off today.
Hey, okay. Then wait a few more days. Let’s get familiar with it first.
In fact, I am already very familiar...
Come out of the cockpit and go down the ladder.
Commander Qian felt a little relieved.
Fortunately, this little guy is still listening to the advice.
Just as he was about to speak, a staff officer hurried over with a telegram.
"What's up?"
"Urgent report from the front: Lanzhou Airport was raided by Japanese invaders."
"Raid?"
Commander Qian frowned and remained silent.
Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.
no……
Wasn't there intelligence that Japanese fighter planes had taken off from Taiyuan Airport?
I have received the relevant information at Hankou Airport, but it is impossible that your Lanzhou Airport did not receive it. But you were not prepared? And you were raided?
Suddenly I remembered what Chu Yunfei said: Even if it is fifty thousand pigs...
Currently unable to understand.
Commander Qian obviously couldn't figure it out either. He asked slowly: "Why are we still being attacked?"
The staff officer could not answer because it was not written on the telegram.
Commander Qian waved his hand and led the personnel back to the tower.
Zhang Yong:……
Huh? Good thing.
Commander Qian is gone. No one can stop him.
So he quietly waved his hand and gave the order to continue adding fuel, preparing to take off silently.
Wait until the fuel filling is completed. Re-enter the cockpit.
Bring McCoy with you.
Then start.
Glide slowly.
Very skilled. He can use his fingers like an arm.
Enter takeoff position.
Contact the tower.
"Shaolong, you..." Commander Qian was speechless.
This little guy was really stubborn. He ran away when he wasn't paying attention.
Oh, it’s really...
Whatever, let him go.
The hope of the National Air Force! It cannot be the flowers in the greenhouse.
This little guy's driving skills seem to be really good. If he could conquer such a big bomber, that would be really amazing!
"Commander, I'll go and come back." Zhang Yong answered briefly.