Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Chapter 191 Davari!I'll take you home!

November NO.15, the Border Region ushered in the first snowfall this winter.

At 06:30 in the morning, Huang He began to wash up, yawning with sleepy eyes.

Looking at the sparse little snowflakes outside the house, he thought of the north where he used to work, so he stretched his muscles and said to himself:
"The temperature in the border area is still comfortable. It feels like winter but not too exaggerated. Unlike Maozi, some areas actually start to snow in late September."

"It's really outrageous. Open the door for Outrageous. Outrageous is home!"

Inadvertently mentioned the north, which made Huang He think of his old friend Makarov.

The other party was so anxious to return home at that time, he must have gone to participate in the Soviet-Finnish Winter War, and he didn't know what was going on now.

After thinking wildly for a while, it actually made him more energetic.

But if you have a choice, you must come back to sleep.The earth kang is really too warm, who can resist the temptation to go to the kang.

It's a pity that Huang lives next door to a self-disciplined scroll king, not to mention that he is still his nominal leader, and he can't choose if he doesn't want to get up early.

After putting on the cotton-padded jacket and trousers, Huang He came to Lao Zeng's compound with ease.After entering the door, they went straight to the restaurant. The two have been having breakfast together recently.

The cold wind brought in when the door was opened made the director shiver, and he glared at the person who sat down by himself.

"The first time I heard about your name is because Zhang Wanhe sent a batch of new cotton clothes to the border area. I have to say that the quality of the cotton you brought back is really high, not inferior to the border area at all. "

When it came to the border, the director suddenly thought of the student pilot, so he asked curiously:
"Didn't you mention the cadets of the aviation school some time ago? What's the progress of this matter now? I remember that the next batch of planes will arrive in the border area in December, so we have to hurry up and make progress."

This problem made Huang He feel a little bit pained. At this stage, SHC already has the idea of ​​​​changing camps.

The eighth office over there just sent back the news the day before yesterday, and the other side directly opened their mouths, saying that each student needs [-] rifles and [-] rounds of ammunition before they are willing to release them.

Moreover, they also specifically explained that they should not use tattered Japanese goods as supplements, only the magic weapons for the Eighth Route Army's own use.

The conditions are not unacceptable, after all, the quantity is not very large, and the production capacity of the rifle factory in the border area can be easily produced.

The main reason is that Huang He doesn't want to suffer from being dumb, but considering that the two parties have a clear agreement on paper, they can only hold their noses to redeem people.

But now there is still a problem, which is what team to send and how many people must be arranged in this team.

After all, the neighbors to the west are not honest people, and with so many weapons, they are likely to encounter robbery.Don't talk about redeeming people at that time, maybe people and money will be empty.

Just when Huang He was about to discuss this matter with the chief, there was a sudden noise outside the compound, it sounded like someone stopped him.

"Товарищ, отойдите, мойдругвнутри."

The two people in the restaurant can understand Russian, and they have both worked in the north.A strange Maozi suddenly appeared in the border area inexplicably, and anyone who came across it would be curious about it.

When Huang He wiped his mouth and ran out to eat melons, he saw a familiar figure.

When Maozi saw the old acquaintance appearing, he immediately moved around the guards deftly and rushed towards him.

"Huang! Hahaha! Didn't expect that! I, Makarov, are back!"

The big Siberian man patted his old friend on the back while saying hello warmly.This made the director on the side look confused, he didn't know what the relationship between the two was.

After breaking free from Makarov's bear hug, Huang He looked at his friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time in surprise.

"Old horse!? What's the situation? Could it be that you are here to carry out the transportation mission again?"

"How do you know I'm in the border area? Did the comrades in the Chang'an office tell you? You will be punished if you come here without permission!"

The friend's concerned tone made the big Siberian grin, and he took out a bottle of vodka from the windbreaker with his right hand.

This familiar movement made the two of them smile knowingly. That's how they started drinking on the way back.

But what happened next was beyond Huang He's expectations. Makarov didn't unscrew the bottle cap directly, but clamped the bottle under his left armpit before unscrewing it with his right hand.

A set of movements seemed to flow smoothly, not even a drop of wine was spilled.

"Old horse! Where is your left hand? What happened! Why didn't the instructor come?"

After mentioning the instructor, even the nervous Siberian man paused, his huge body seemed to tremble a little.

"Huang, have you heard of Simon Haye? In an operation, I was injured by him and couldn't move. I could only lie in the snow waiting to die."

"When I woke up, my left hand was gone, but it looked like someone helped me treat the wound. Later I found out that the position where the instructor died was only ten meters away from me."

"Hey, he probably saved me. Don't talk about these things! Drink and drink! It's not easy for us to meet! Maybe the next time will be."

Naturally, the director does not want to spoil the scenery for this kind of gathering of life-and-death friends.

He told his guards to go to the cooking squad to prepare some appetizers. After taking a look at Makarov's exposed chest hair, he wrapped himself tightly and trotted to work.

The two people in the room started drinking directly, drank half a bottle of vodka, and the guards brought back the appetizers.As if he had received a reminder from someone, this soldier also took three bottles of Fenjiu.

"Old Ma, you won't be punished for drinking with me now. I remember that the members of your transportation team must obey the arrangement of your superiors."

Hearing this question, Makarov showed a sly smile.It's a pity that the big man in Siberia couldn't hide the matter, and he explained it by himself after only a few seconds.

"Who do you look down on? I'm a colonel now. During the Winter War, I met Marshal Timoshenko, and I was promoted at the beginning of this year."

"I'm the one with the highest rank in the transport team this time. It's reasonable to take a break after working for three months."

"You're doing pretty well. I heard that you're the deputy director. No wonder you gave up your job at the Second Special Design Bureau. I didn't expect you to be so good."

I haven't seen each other for more than a year, and the two have improved respectively.

Huang He was also very happy when his friend became a colonel.But thinking of the cruel battlefield on the Eastern Front in the future, he still couldn't help reminding:

"The situation in Europe is very chaotic now. You should pay more attention in the future. I have already lost a friend and I don't want to lose you again."

Makarov twirled his bald head, looking very lonely.

"Don't worry, I won't go to the battlefield again, and even the transportation job will be the last time. After returning to China after a while, I will be transferred to the reserve service. My body is already too much."

"Hey, I really don't know when we will meet next time. This time I went to Chang'an first, and then went to the capital of Southwest China. There are wars everywhere in your country."

"Those damned dwarves are disgusting! Suka!"

The two drank all morning, and the appetizers were upgraded from peanuts and edamame to pork head meat and roast chicken, and Huang He even vomited several times.But every time he wanted to go back to sleep, he was pulled back abruptly by Makarov.

It's a beautiful name, and I will make up for what I owed last time.They were all sick at that time, and there was no alcohol in the hospital.

The next morning, the transport team set off on time.Seeing Mr. Huang holding his forehead to see him off, Makarov's bald head stuck out from a Gies 5.

The big man in Siberia waved the gift he received, a Commander's sword.

"Huang! Think about it, is there anything I can do to help you! This time the entire transportation team is poor, and they didn't even keep a bottle of wine for themselves. I feel bad if I can't return the gift."

Huang He, who was still a little dizzy at first, immediately remembered something when he heard this sentence.

I am afraid that no one in the entire Republic of China knows the road from the border area to the border better than Makarov.And the other party's status is special, even those horse bandits who don't have eyesight dare to touch him, he is the best person to escort the students back.

"Yes, yes! Don't leave, old horse! See if you can help with this matter!"

"Look at the fart! I promise you anything!"

Makarov is really interesting, what is he really up to!
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In the aviation school in the border provincial capital, a 23-year-old young man is writing a diary.He looked tired and preoccupied.

My name is Fang Ziyi, and I am a student in the third period of the aviation school.

Although Commander Xu said that a decent person should never keep a diary.But I feel that I must write something, no one knows if tomorrow will be worse.

We paid a huge price for the Western Expedition three years ago.After entering Hexi, enemies swarmed from all directions.

At that time, the army had to make a clear choice, or build a base area. This option required the dispersion of troops to mobilize the masses, but once the troops were dispersed, they could not concentrate on fighting.

But soon the enemy gave us the answer. The troops were alone and lacked support.Survival is the primary goal when people don't understand geography.

It was really hard to stick to one place, and I was forced to give up the guerrilla and mobile warfare that I was good at, and the combat effectiveness of the troops dropped significantly.

Moreover, that group of enemies was completely different from the previous ones. There were too many cavalrymen. I no longer remember how many comrades died under the opponent's saber.

The enemy's high mobility makes it impossible for the troops to chase them, or not to chase them, and they often run away.

During that time, I often saw Commander Xu sigh.

He always said that after crossing the river, he should seize the opportunity and advance straight to the west.

As long as they can obtain the weapons and ammunition aided by the great northern powers, the soldiers will definitely be even more powerful.At that time, return to the division to sweep and point east, it is entirely possible to open up the battle and even control the Hexi area.

Hey!
After the failure of the Western Expedition, I withdrew to the Xingxing Gorge at the junction of Gansu and Xinxing after a fierce battle with the other 400 people.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, two comrades who had just returned to China led people to meet us.That was more than 50 large vehicles, which were fully loaded with weapons, clothing and various foods.

There were even military advisers from the north and a battalion of armed forces accompanying them. After arriving at a safe place, everyone received the task of participating in the selection of the flight squad.

Since I joined the regiment at the age of 14, I have a certain cultural foundation.

Coupled with my good physical fitness, I stood out from the 400 people and got the opportunity to enter the aviation school.

Before entering school, the two comrades who supported us were about to return to the border area.The two asked us to study hard, and we need to stay here temporarily after we finish our studies.

On April 1938, 4, the aviation school officially started.From then on, a tense, hard and bumpy study life began.

On the first day of school, we encountered difficulties, and none of the comrades had studied mathematics.

In view of this situation, the principal of the aviation school came to teach us in person.He first talked about the importance of aviation theory, and then gave our group of students a basic test.

After figuring out our level, the principal made up math for us for a period of time, which moved me very much.

In the days to come, the study of aviation theory will be the biggest difficulty for comrades.

There are more than [-] courses in total, the courses are very complicated and there are no textbooks or handouts at all, and we have to take notes for each class.

The most terrible thing is that most of the courses in the aviation school are taught by the instructor Maozi.Their Chinese is poor and weird, and it sounds like the three eastern provinces.

The translators are not good enough. They don't know how to translate many terms, and there are often situations where the lips of the donkey don't match the mouth of the horse.

In order to live up to the trust of the organization, we must work overtime.Except for meals and physical training every day, I just spend time in the classroom, and basically go back to the dormitory to sleep in the early morning.

After the school found out, they sent people to stop us. Later, we could only take the notebook back to the dormitory, and hid under the covers to study with a flashlight.

Through hard study, 25 of us have successfully overcome the aviation theory level.The school also changed its view of us and laid the foundation for our future flight training.

After the theoretical study is over, it is the training stage of the primary teaching machine.

All the trainees in the third period were divided into three groups, led by a squadron leader and two flight instructors.All three are graduates of the first period, and they are skilled in teaching and patient.

After two days of cockpit practice, the trainees officially started flight training.

The first flight day is mainly to experience the feeling of lift-off, and the instructor will take us to experience the whole process from take-off to landing.

The feeling of flying in the sky is very good, but it's a pity that I vomited and was scolded by the instructor all afternoon.

From the second flight day, we practiced taking off and landing, that was the happiest experience.I seem to have seen the scene of a battle with the devil plane, looking forward to that day.

The flight days arranged by the school are relatively continuous. Each comrade flew 20 flight days and 60 take-offs and landings.

After 5 hours in the air, everyone has relatively proficiently mastered the essentials of take-off and landing.

Next, the instructors began to conduct individual assault training for us, and arranged 4-5 extra take-offs and landings for those who flew well every day.

When I flew 80 landings and 7 hours in the air, the instructor approved me to be the first solo flight, so I was honored to be the first person to go to the sky alone in the third phase of the air force.

Just as our flying skills were gradually improving, the aircraft and pilots of the aviation school were mobilized to the battlefield.It was a bit boring during that time, and I miss the sky a lot.

After the war, the pilots, especially the instructors, need to take leave.However, we took the initiative to apply to participate in the maintenance, and took the opportunity to learn some ground handling skills.

Due to the weak foundation and the suspension of flying for nearly a hundred days, the comrades basically forgot about the technology.

As long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is ground into a needle, even if you start learning from the ups and downs, everyone will still work hard.In the mid-term assessment, the whole class ended the flight training of the elementary school aircraft with good results.

The time came to March 1939, and I heard that the front line was fighting very badly.

This year we started the flight training of intermediate trainer aircraft, and this stage still starts with take-off and landing.

But the follow-up subjects are very awesome!For a while I felt like I was on the battlefield.We began to practice flight training in combat subjects such as aerial reconnaissance, simulated bombing, simulated bombing, and live ammunition bombing.

Because the comrades are very enthusiastic about the actual combat training, the grades are also very good, and all the technical assessments are excellent, the school and the Maozi instructor are very satisfied.

But the good times seemed to be coming to an end. After the winter of that year, the school issued new regulations against us.

Not only do you have to register when you go out, you have to search and check when you go out, and there are even people following you when you go out.There were even strangers moving around the Eighth Office, as if they were afraid that we would run away.

Some comrades believe that the situation has changed and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. They propose to go north or return to the border area to participate in the war of resistance.

But I always kept in mind the purpose of coming to the aviation school, and the news from the border area was not unexpected.The superior requires us to strictly observe discipline and study with peace of mind.

Moreover, a comrade who had just returned to China specially came to visit us at the school. He seemed to be a great figure, and even SHC had to come forward to greet us in person.

Later, the comrade surnamed Huang told us that we would be able to return to the border area in a short time. At that time, we even had our own fighter jets.

The time has come to 1940, which is indeed a comfort.Half a year has passed, and there has been no news from the border area, and we seem to have been forgotten.

In a tense atmosphere, the comrades made up for the two-plane and three-plane formation, and after the long-distance voyage, the flight training of the Chinese teaching plane officially ended.

Mid-September!Things have changed!

Nine new fighter planes arrived from the northern big country, which was a promise made between the Border Region and the SHC.

The newly added aircraft made the enthusiasm of the school suddenly increased, and everything seemed to go back to two years ago, even the flight training of the high education aircraft, which had been unknown before, began immediately.

The training at this stage was led by Maozi's flight instructor, Colonel Semyonov. As the difficulty increased, so did the danger.

During a roll training, a comrade fell to the ground and died because he failed to recover in time.

It's not too late to make up for it, Maozi's flight instructor has feelings for his students, and they are also very sad when an accident occurs.

In order to improve safety, Colonel Semyonov specially spent 4 flying days, arranged 8 take-offs and landings for each person, specially flew the spiral, and trained the essentials of entering and recovering from rolling operations.

Fortunately, there were no more accidents, and the third flight team officially ended the flight training of the higher education aircraft in mid-November.

The instructors held a graduation ceremony for everyone, ending the nearly three-year flight training.

According to the agreement between the Border Region and the SHC, all fighters and ground crews are temporarily assigned to the other side's air force and take part in combat duty.

Hey, don't know why there is a feeling.My comrades and I may not be able to go back, and it doesn’t matter if we lose our lives, but it’s a pity that we can’t hand over our skills to more people.

When Fang Ziyi finished writing his diary and closed the notebook to go out, there was a sudden roar outside the aviation school.

"Davari! I'm here to take you home!"

　Air Force Minister Fang Ziyi: Ground Support Specialist Air Superiority +10%
　　
　
(End of this chapter)