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Chapter 1410, Sicilians are so awesome

"Commissioner."

"Chen Shanben, long time no see. Where have you been recently?"

"Reporting specialist, I have been at Lanzhou Airport recently."

"Then now is..."

"Commander Qian transferred us all back."

"Go back where?"

"Hankou Airport."

"good."

"Commissioner, I am responsible for sending you back to Hankou Airport."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Get on the plane. Then go to sleep.

Chen Shanben is driving a DC-3 transport aircraft.

Although it's not fast, I can sleep. I can sleep for two hours.

ah……

yawn.

So sleepy...

So I lay down half-lying to sleep.

I vaguely felt someone approaching. It seemed like an acquaintance, but I was too lazy to open my eyes.

Anyway, we are one of our own. There is no danger. Don't worry.

I vaguely felt like the plane was taking off, and then...

There is no more.

When I woke up, my head felt dizzy.

I thought I was sick. Then I rubbed my face vigorously and gradually became energetic again.

Habitually raise your wrist and look at your watch. Two o'clock?

Huh? Did you sleep until two in the afternoon? It should be the afternoon...

Turn around and look outside. It's daytime. That's right. It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Are you awake?"

A gentle and sweet voice came.

I looked sideways and saw that it was Shen Ming. Oh, that acquaintance was her. She flew back to Hankou with me.

Several of them had reported to Song Ziyu. By default, they had no status and were responsible for taking care of his life.

"This is pork bone and radish soup. You drink some first."

"good."

Zhang Yong brought it over.

I finished it in three gulps. It was quite delicious.

The key is to have adequate nutrition. For those who are hungry, it is just right.

"Why didn't you call me when you arrived?"

"Commander Qian said that you are sleeping so soundly, so don't disturb you. Let me wait beside you."

"All right."

Get up. Get out of the plane. Go to eat.

Du Shanglong drove over and sent him to the restaurant. The food was already prepared.

Gobble up. Have a hearty meal.

I feel like my whole person has come back to life again. I am full of energy.

As expected, he is a natural born cow. He can do work anytime and anywhere. No robot can be as capable as himself.

etc……

Suddenly I realized something.

Huh?

It's past two o'clock in the afternoon and the Japanese plane hasn't arrived yet?

There is no response on the air command map. This means that the Japanese aircraft are not dispatched. Could it be that the Japanese aircraft are not coming?

If you don’t come by this time, it will be dark soon! It will be too late to return.

Since the Japanese invaders won't come by plane, let's train on our own. Don't stay on the ground.

"Here comes someone."

"arrive."

"Order the tower to arrange for each flying group to conduct training."

"yes."

The staff officer went to deliver the order.

Zhang Yong immediately came to Commander Qian's office.

"Report."

"Come in."

Zhang Yong went in.

Commander Qian was sitting and dozing off.

Haha, as I get older, my energy is indeed not as good as that of young people.

In fact, Commander Qian is only in his forties. But war makes people age. Many people look older.

Many heroic Huangpu students now look haggard.

"Commander, over there in Chongqing..."

"It's very quiet. It's like nothing happened."

"Oh? No one went to complain to the commissioner?"

"The appointment is going to Chengdu."

"oh."

No wonder. It turned out that Chiang Kai-shek also avoided it.

You can't even find anyone to complain to. If you are not convinced, just go to Zhang Yong!

It is said that Zhang Yong will be in Chongqing every night from now on. If anyone feels that he has been wronged, he can go to Zhang Yong to complain!

"Have you met Doolittle?" Commander Qian changed the subject.

"No. Why are you looking for him?" Zhang Yong didn't want to understand.

"Go to Manila."

"What to do?"

"Bring Miss Ziyu back."

"Um?"

Zhang Yong was suspicious.

Pick up Song Ziyu?

Song Ziyu in Manila?

Isn’t she following Madam? Madam is also in Manila?

etc……

Why……

Oh, do you want to keep it secret?

Therefore, we only mention Song Ziyu, not his wife.

Indeed, Madam's flight back from Manila is not without danger.

It should be noted that the Japanese Navy's Malu can intercept the Songshan Airport on Taiwan Island if it launches the 96th Land Attack.

Flying back from Manila, you may have to stop in Guangzhou.

The distance between Songshan Airport and Guangzhou is only more than 800 kilometers. It is completely within the coverage of the 96th Land Attack.

Of course, this possibility is very small.

Because my wife was traveling on a military aircraft of the United States Navy.

Attacking the military aircraft of the United States Navy is attacking the United States Navy.

It is estimated that the Japanese invaders will not dare to do so for the time being.

"You are thinking too much." Commander Qian suddenly said.

"What?" Zhang Yong was confused.

"Madam is still in Washington. She hasn't come back. It's just that Miss Ziyu is back."

"ah?"

"When the time comes, you and Doolittle fly to Manila to bring her back."

"good."

"Depart from Chongqing Airport and fly directly to Manila. Then fly back and land directly in Chongqing without stopping in between."

"good."

Zhang Yong quickly calculated the distance.

The distance from Chongqing to Manila is about 2,000 kilometers.

If it is a DC-3 transport aircraft, the range is no problem.

One way flight.

Come on down.

However, if there is a mechanical failure during such a long-distance flight, then no problem.

The maximum speed of the DC-3 transport aircraft is about 300 kilometers. A one-way flight takes seven hours! It requires two people to take turns operating.

Doolittle was an ace pilot and a test pilot who had set multiple world flight records. Of course, there was no problem with his flying skills.

Well, you seem a little excited when you think about going abroad for the first time?

In his previous life, he didn't even apply for a passport. He never even went to Hong Kong and Macao, let alone went abroad.

Unexpectedly, after traveling through time, I could actually fly abroad directly.

Now I am going to Manila. I may go to India or Egypt in the future.

Wasn't there a Cairo Conference?

That's an ultra-long-distance flight.

If there were no accidents, Chiang Kai-shek and his wife would also have to fly over the extremely dangerous hump route.

Technical problems are rather trivial.

Mainly information.

Once the information is leaked, the Japanese fighter planes will definitely intercept it with all their might.

At that time, the hump route will definitely become the most dangerous battlefield. If it is targeted by Japanese fighter planes, it will become Yamamoto Isoroku.

Coupled with the conflict between Stilwell and Chiang Kai-shek, history is shrouded in mystery, and many things are hard to say.

"When will we leave?"

"I'll let you know when the time comes."

"good."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Since Madam hasn't come back yet, it must not be time to get married yet.

It was impossible for her not to be present in person when she married Song Ziyu.

so……

It can still be ridiculous for a while.

After you officially get married, you may have to restrain yourself a little bit.

After all, Song Ziyu had acquiesced in all the absurdities he had made before. He couldn't go too far.

"Report."

"Come in."

A staff officer pushed open the door and came in.

His eyes fell on Zhang Yong.

"What's up?"

"Reporting to the Commissioner, Commander Gu Bafeng of the Military Police is looking for you."

"Oh. Okay."

Zhang Yong came outside to answer the phone.

It was indeed Gu Bafeng who called. He is also in Hankou.

"What's up?"

"Commissioner, a transport ship has arrived at the dock, saying that it is here to transport aircraft spare parts according to your order."

"Aircraft spare parts?"

"right."

"I'll go over and take a look."

Zhang Yong's mind suddenly moved. Could it be arranged by the system?

At this time, the aircraft spare parts are delivered. It is really timely.

All types of aircraft at Hankou Airport need spare parts!

Put down the phone.

"Here comes someone."

"arrive."

"Inform Huang Zhicheng, Yang Lichu, and other persons in charge of the maintenance port. Follow me to the dock."

"yes."

Ten minutes later, everyone gathered and went to the dock.

There were military police and inspection teams at the dock, surrounding an ordinary-looking transport ship.
There were more than a dozen crew members on the ship. None of them were shown on the radar map. Sure enough, the system arranged the delivery.

The transport ship actually flew the Italian flag.

"Shao Long."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhang Yong patted Gu Bafeng on the shoulder.

Then all military police and inspection teams retreated and handed over the transport ship to the air force.

"Commissioner."

"Hello."

Zhang Yong signed for it.

Found the list to be very general.

There is no specific model.

Get on board.

Check carefully.

Fortunately, there are model numbers on the spare parts.

After careful checking, various spare parts can still be accurately classified.

"These are from BA-65 fighter jets."

After preliminary verification, it was found that although there were many models, they only corresponded to one type of aircraft.

Yang Lichu was very happy. The people responsible for the maintenance of the BA-65 fighter jets were also very happy. However, others were a little disappointed.

Especially Huang Zhicheng. There are no spare parts for the Martin-139WC bomber on the transport ship.

"Wait while I continue to think of a solution." Zhang Yong comforted the other party.

"Did the Sicilians get it for you?" Yang Lichu interrupted. She knew those Sicilians.

"Yes." Zhang Yong nodded and decisively connected the delivery with Sicilians. Italian planes. Sicilians. The perfect excuse.

Sure enough, Yang Lichu was convinced.

These planes were originally brought by Sicilians.

Now, Sicilians are getting spare parts, isn't that logical?

"With these spare parts, at least six BA-65s can be reassembled." Yang Lichu said slowly.

"So many?" Zhang Yong was overjoyed.

"If the plane wreckage from Xi'an Airport is transported, more can be assembled."

"Good. Good. Good."

Zhang Yong is looking forward to it very much. I hope it is true.

It would be great if more BA-65 fighter jets can really take to the skies.

Its speed and firepower make it very suitable for airport defense.

In short-range combat, no one can defeat you.

Unless the BF-109 fighter jet arrives. Otherwise, it will sweep across the sky.

Whether it is the various fighter planes of the Japanese invaders or the Soviet I-15 and I-16, they are no match for the BA-65.

Happy.

BA-65 is my direct descendant!

He made it with his own hands. It has been firmly tied to his name Zhang Yong.

I hope it lasts longer...

Suddenly, my mind moved. Another mediocre transport ship arrived. It was also flying the Italian flag.

The transport ship docked. Zhang Yong immediately stepped forward. Sure enough, the system arranged delivery again.

What was sent this time were spare parts for the Martin-139WC bomber. But the quantity was not large.

The other spare parts are all Hawker-3 type. The quantity is relatively large. It fills a whole boat.

"Great! Great!"

Huang Zhicheng was very happy. He finally had spare parts.

Otherwise, he, a maintenance director who has become a monk by the wayside, is too clever to make a meal without rice!

After all, demolishing the east wall to repair the west wall will not last long.

In particular, the inventory of Martin-139WC is very small, only five aircraft. Disassembly is limited.

But the spare parts sent on board seem to be able to keep all five bombers in perfect condition.

In other words, all five aircraft can be dispatched.

No wonder he was excited.

This is a huge combat power!

Especially under Zhang Yong's command, it can create miracles.

Five bombers, loaded with aerial bombs, with a range of more than 1,800 kilometers, this is no child’s play!

"good……"

Zhang Yong was also very happy.

The BA-65 can only be used in defensive operations.

If you want to attack, you need a long-range bomber like the Martin-139WC.

Five aircraft formation.

Flying over the East China Sea.

Bring death greetings to the Japanese invaders homeland.

You can get ahead of Doolittle and let the Japanese invaders taste bombs falling from the sky.

"Great! Great!"

Others are happy too. Hawker-3 also has spare parts.

After all the spare parts are replenished, there should be at least ten Hawk-3s ready to return to the sky.

The key is that this number can be maintained. There is no need to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

"Your Sicilian friends are really amazing." Yang Lichu said with emotion, "You can actually get so many aircraft spare parts."

"I paid a lot of money to buy it." Zhang Yong said in a low voice, "Those guys are very ruthless in asking for money."

"You can buy it now and have it delivered to your door, so just be satisfied."

"So, we have to work hard to make money!"

Zhang Yong complained in a low voice.

In fact, I just told it to Yang Lichu.

She will definitely tell Madam what she said. Then Madam will know.

Then Chiang Kai-shek will definitely know. And then...

You can make money safely by yourself.

Make sure no one stops you.

The most important thing is that the Sicilian channel is a very suitable excuse.

The lawlessness of those guys is also known to outsiders. As long as they have money, they really dare to do anything. It is perfectly in line with Zhang Yong's statement.

"And oil, too."

"real?"

"Of course. Otherwise, where would I get so much oil?"

"Very good."

Yang Lichu was convinced.

Oil will not fall from the sky. Someone must be secretly helping Zhang Yong behind his back.

Except for those mysterious Sicilians who are not afraid of anyone, there is no one else. Others can get fifty fighter jets, and of course they can get oil.

"But don't get to the bottom of it. Otherwise it will be counterproductive."

"clear."

Yang Lichu nodded.

Of course, we turn a blind eye to the business that is wandering on the edge of darkness.

Everyone pretended not to know and tacitly understood it.



"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Far away in the Shanghai Concession, Tanavaro sneezed desperately.

I secretly wonder. What's wrong with me today? Why don't I stop sneezing? I don't seem to have done anything recently...

Oh, those Japanese are at odds with me again. We need to clean up.

Damn the Japanese, do they think that by having a relationship with Mussolini, they dare to snatch benefits from themselves?

We must tell the other party sternly that we do not buy Mussolini’s account!

We are Sicilians. We only care about money!



Return to Hankou Airport.

It’s almost time again. I’m going to Chongqing again.

The Japanese plane did not come. It will definitely not come today. Otherwise, it will not be possible to return safely.

Ready to go.

A staff officer came in a hurry.

"Report!"

"What's up?"

"Sir Commissioner, Commander Qian, please wait a moment."

"What's the matter?"

"Please take Chief Xue Yue to Chongqing along the way."

"Xue Yue?"

Zhang Yong's mind moved.

Is he also in Hankou? I didn’t know that before!

What did he do in Chongqing?

Maybe he was waiting for Chiang Kai-shek to come back and then give him instructions face to face.

Is the high command considering the Wuhan battle?

Time waits for no one!

The Japanese invaders are gathering strength and will launch a new attack soon.

Calculating the time, it seems that it is only a few months away from the battle in Wuhan.

In this battle, both sides invested a total of millions of troops. It was an unprecedented battle!

"good."

So wait a moment.

Ten minutes later, Xue Yue came.

The troops were traveling in a light carriage and only brought two combat officers with them, both of whom had serious expressions.

Also accompanying him was Yu Jishi, commander of the 74th Army. He was probably also going to Chongqing for face-to-face training. The atmosphere of war was blowing against his face.

"Commissioner Zhang."

"Sir Xue."

"Commander Yu!"

The three of them simply greeted each other.

During the Battle of Jinling, Zhang Yong and Yu Jishi met.

But Xue Yue and I have always been separated. Until today, it was the first time the two met.

No pleasantries were exchanged.

Both Xue and Yu were in heavy moods.

Maybe he is not too optimistic about the upcoming battle in Wuhan?

On the Songhu battlefield and the Jinling battlefield, the elite national army suffered heavy losses. They have not recovered their strength yet.

As the first-class main force, the 74th Army originally used German weapons. The officers and soldiers were also accustomed to using German equipment.

However, now, the German military trade has stopped, and weapons and ammunition are not in supply. It is estimated that the equipment will need to be replaced. It will need to be replaced with Soviet-style equipment.

This is not a simple matter of changing a gun.

It involves the matching of multiple weapons. All officers and soldiers must be retrained.

During the lean period, combat effectiveness is greatly affected.

In fact it is so.

In the historical Battle of Wuhan, although the number of national troops was large, their combat effectiveness was generally very poor. It was far worse than the Battle of Songhu.

You need to wait until a year later, go up to the battle, gradually become familiar with Su weapons, and then your combat effectiveness will gradually recover.

Then the problem came again. Two years later, the replacement of fine weapons began again. Officers and soldiers had to become familiar with new weapons. It was very tiring.

Without its own standard weapons, it is impossible to be self-sufficient, that's it.

"please."

"please."

Take off.

Direct flight to Chongqing.

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)


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