My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 377 Contest
"Look at that, Jamie, it's the first time I've seen such a wing."

"This is the inverted gull-shaped wing of F4U. It is the only one in the world, and it is the benchmark of aerodynamics." Jamie said with his arms folded in front of his chest, admiringly.

"I heard that the 14th Air Force is about to arrive with a batch of P51 Mustangs, and I don't know who is more powerful than this fighter." Wesker rubbed his chin, showing extra interest.

"It's better than the old man's P40 anyway..."

A group of young American pilots gathered together to discuss, seeing their eyes shining, they wished to fly these fighter planes into the blue sky immediately.

Although most of the pilots have never seen this new type of fighter, which only officially entered service with the U.S. Navy in September last year, its name has already been spread among various aviation teams.

As a repressive weapon against Type Zero on the Pacific battlefield, the F4U pirate's record is very brilliant. It is no exaggeration to say that the appearance of it and F6F has completely changed the direction of the battle over the Pacific Ocean.

Like the P47 and P51 of Army Aviation, these four fighters have a common feature. They are all products after the U.S. military was beaten to pieces by Zero fighters, and their air combat performance is extremely good.

Before these four fighters, American fighters were all Zero fighters, and the abuse was simply horrible.Fighting falcons like the P40 in Army aviation is more difficult, and often you have to rely on the surprise of high-altitude dive tactics to win.

Fighter planes are like the mounts of pilots. Now seeing the F4U pirates with excellent performance and powerful firepower, how can these pilots not be fascinated.

"Hi...everyone, what...this is the Southeast Asia Theater Volunteer Air Force, and they are here to support us in combat. Do you know each other well?"

At this time, Meng Fanle led Andre and the six of them to Jamie and the others, and bravely began to introduce them to everyone.

"Oh...it looks like we're together, Jamie."

"Hey look, there is actually a chick..."

"Haha! The boss is really considerate..."

The group of free-spirited U.S. airmen suddenly became interested. They made jokes and whistled at the only female pilot on the other side.

Originally, I wanted to say hello in a friendly manner, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Andre and the others had a bad look on their faces, and they obviously disliked these frivolous Yankees. If it wasn't for politeness, he would have punched people with his fists.

"Miss... What's your name, please? I wonder if I can have the honor to have dinner with you tonight?"

A blond-haired pilot next to Wesker stepped forward, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and deliberately puffed up his chest to show his masculine charm. Apparently, the petite but bumpy figure of the other party mobilized the male hormones in his whole body.

The Asian woman pursed her mouth, sneered and ignored it.

"Haha, it failed."

"John, it seems that people are not happy to talk to you." The companions on the side began to boo.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, the blond man lost face, and sarcastically sarcastically said, "Hey? Don't you know how to speak? Why would the higher-ups send a dumb person to be a pilot?"

"Suka blyat! (cousin raised)"

Andre couldn't bear it anymore, burst out a Russian-style swearword, and rolled up his sleeves to give this ignorant American soldier some color.

"What? Do you want to try it?" The blond man was also not afraid, and shouted unwillingly to show weakness.

The scene became tense in an instant, and Meng Fan, who was embarrassed, was at a loss for words for a while, so he had to block his hands and keep trying to dissuade him: "Calm down, friends, calm down..."

"Okay John! Don't do this." Jamie yelled loudly.
Seeing that the boss had already spoken, the blond man named John had no choice but to listen, so he put down his hand and took two steps back.

But Andre is not used to him. In the eyes of this big Ukrainian man, as long as the opponent raises his fist, it means that he must fight.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the female pilot hurried forward to hold Andre, turned her head and said to the blond man in fluent English:

"My name is Ruan Ling. You can have dinner with me if you want, but we have a rule that all the right to speak depends on the performance of the sky. Why don't you come to Bibi to watch? The last one will have nothing to eat."

"Why not? Since you asked for it yourself, then come! If you lose, don't blame me for not being a gentleman."

The corner of John's mouth twitched, and his competitive spirit was aroused. Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. He pointed to the F4U fighter next to him and said, "The competition is fine, but I want to use your plane."

"Why not? As long as you can fly it into the sky."

Ruan Ling smiled lightly, revealing a pair of charming dimples, the unique charm of oriental women fascinated everyone.

It's no wonder, after all, the barracks are full of rough men, and a woman came here for the first time, and she was also a rare beauty, as long as she was a normal "male animal", she couldn't help it.

She patted Andre's broad shoulders and said there was no problem. Ruan Ling walked towards the plane and said, "Choose one. If there is anything you don't know, I can teach you."

"OK, actually you can sit on my lap and teach me."

After speaking, John winked at his companion, and his frivolous appearance made Andre and others extremely unhappy.

"Damn it, these grandchildren really don't think it's a big deal."

It was a pretense to come over to say hello, but it actually turned into this scene. Meng was annoyed and didn't know how to end it.

……

"I heard that you Americans like to drink black tea. Try our Yunnan red lily needle in Southwest China. You may not be able to drink it outside."

Not far away, in the empty finger department, Liao Mingyu was bringing out the good tea he had treasured for a long time to entertain Smith.

The tea leaves made of Dianhong are firm, and the golden color is particularly prominent. After brewing, the tea soup is bright red and translucent. You can tell that this tea is not ordinary just by looking at the surface. Smith is not polite, picking up the teacup and taking a sip.

The tea is full-bodied and full-bodied, with floral and fruity aroma, rich aroma and a little bit of sweetness. After drinking, the fragrance on the lips and teeth is fascinating.

Different from the milk tea that Europeans and Americans often drink, this kind of light and long-lasting fragrance has a special flavor.

"Oh God... Sure enough, your tea is better in China, it is really a magical country, with magical oriental leaves." Smith sighed sincerely, and couldn't help but took another sip from his teacup.

Liao Mingyu smiled, frowned slightly and asked while drinking tea: "Speaking of which, apart from this flying team, are there any other good things this time?"

"Why do you think it's too little? Are you not satisfied?"

Smith put down his teacup and rolled his eyes angrily. After a while, he seemed to think of something. His shrewd eyes rolled and he asked, "But you have a lot of channels. Even General Mountbatten gave you the green light. The entire 14th Air Force does not have this type of fighter, do you have an old acquaintance with him?"

"Hehe, the past is gone, those are not important..." Liao Mingyu laughed awkwardly, who the hell knows what method the grandson of the system used, and where did Mountbatten know him.

Seeing that he refused to disclose, Smith didn't ask too much. After all, everyone has their own little secret. Instead, he tapped on the table and said slowly: "I think your airport is still too small and rough. Even a decent fighter There are no warehouses, so it can only perform basic functions such as temporary docking and fuel replenishment."

"Yes, one is lack of time and the other is lack of talent. I don't know much about this, so I can only take my time." Liao Mingyu sighed softly.I have to admit that people are right.

"It's not a big problem. There are more than 50 ground crews and technicians who came with me, as well as some mechanical equipment. They can help you build all the infrastructure of the airport, but ordinary workers have to figure it out by themselves. The following materials can also be directly delivered to Nankan through the Kunming Aviation Department, including the ammunition supplies required by the fighter planes.”

"Haha, thank you my dear old friend, you are really thoughtful!" Liao Mingyu was very excited, he never thought that this old man would be willing to help so much.

Smith chuckled and disapproved, and said pointingly, "Actually, I can't do this alone. General Chennault asked me to bring you a message. If possible, I hope you can serve for the 14th Air Force. Get a batch of F4U fighters, and in exchange he can provide you with all the equivalent materials."

Liao Mingyu nodded secretly, originally he wanted to cooperate for a win-win situation, and also... After all, there is no free lunch in the world.

However, regarding the F4U issue, if you complete the configuration of your own air team later, you can give him some points if you have enough points. After all, as long as you win more battles and have enough points for this system, it doesn’t matter if you get a few more.

"Okay, please thank General Chennault for his kindness for me. If the situation permits, what he wants should not be a big problem."

"Then that would be great, come on! Uh... Unfortunately, this is not brandy."

Smith nodded in satisfaction. He wanted to raise his glass for this, but suddenly realized that the glass contained tea instead of wine, which made him a little embarrassed.

Liao Mingyu waved his hand indifferently, and said boldly: "There is a saying in Huaxia that replaces wine with tea, and this is what it means. Come on, let's toast to the great cause of the Anti-Japanese War!"

"Hehe, for an early retirement... Cheers!"

buzzing...

When Liao Mingyu was drinking happily, the deafening roar of the plane engine suddenly came from outside the window, and he almost choked out after taking a sip of water...

(End of this chapter)