Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1380: , Davarich

Chapter 1380, Davarich...

The radar map shows many yellow dots near the airport.

To be precise, there are many yellow spots inside and outside Nanchang City. They are probably all members of the New Fourth Army.

It was previously reported that the New Fourth Army headquarters would be transferred to Nanchang.

The August 1st Uprising broke out in Nanchang.

So, there's a lot of yellow dots here, of course.

Some of the yellow dots are marked.

Now the radar map treats everyone equally, and yellow dots can also be marked.

Check. Discover Qi Jiuding. Sure enough, he also arrived in Nanchang.

Geng Tingshi was also discovered. Huh? Who is this? It seems that I have no impression. When did you have contact?

fine. There are no super bosses.

Take back your thoughts.

The DC-3 transport plane begins to land.

Stop.

A group of people get off the plane.

It's indeed Ming Gang. There are also Min Rou and others.

Come forward to greet him.

"Minister Min, thank you for your hard work."

"Commissioner Zhang."

"Your Majesty Commissioner."

Min Rou came up to say hello.

This woman doesn't seem to be here for fun.

"Miss Min, you..."

"I am a Russian translator."

"Oh. Welcome."

Zhang Yong nodded. Turns out he speaks Russian!

These days, people who can speak foreign languages are very popular. Even if you can speak Japanese.

In many spy war dramas, those who can speak Japanese can lurk with the Japanese invaders, codenamed Deep Sea...

"Sir Commissioner, please give me your advice in the future."

"Don't dare."

Zhang Yong responded politely.

My mind is wandering.

Speaks Russian. Another member of the Red Party.

Whether it is before or after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there is a bright future!

Take your mind back.

"Minister Min, please."

"Commissioner Zhang, please."

The two entered the conference room.

Everyone else backed away.

The people responsible for guarding outside are the Yue Shenzhou five-person group.

It's a pity that the five of them haven't learned to fly a plane yet. Otherwise, it will definitely follow him to heaven.

"well…"

Minister Min looked around and felt quite emotional.

Before the Northwest Incident broke out, Nanchang Airport was actually quite large.

There are a considerable number of aircraft stationed there. It also has its own aviation school.

The original purpose was to strangle Red. Chiang Kai-shek's camp was also in Nanchang.

After the Northwest Incident, the focus turned to the anti-Japanese war, and Nanchang Airport gradually declined.

Planes were diverted to the front lines. People were removed.

Now, with the arrival of Ming Gang, Nanchang Airport has returned to its first-line position.

From a geographical point of view, the combat tasks undertaken by Nanchang Airport are still very arduous. To support the battles in East and South China.

Starting from Hangzhou in the east and reaching Guangzhou in the west, they are the support operations range of Nanchang Airport.

At the same time, Nanchang Airport also supervises various other front-line airports in the southeast.

Including Fuzhou Airport, Ningbo Airport, etc.

"Commissioner Zhang, this time I come to you with a secret mission."

"you say."

"Songshan Airport poses a very big threat to us. We have to find a way to eliminate it."

"I'm afraid our planes don't have enough range..."

"Fuzhou Airport."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed.

Good guy. There are also hawks in the National Air Force!

He actually wanted to take off from Fuzhou Airport and conduct an air raid on Taiwan Songshan Airport. This is not something ordinary people can do.

Mainly because Fuzhou Airport is too frontline. Extremely easy to destroy.

At present, the infrastructure of the National Air Force at Fuzhou Airport is very weak. There are no stationed aircraft either.

There's no point in being stationed there.

The Japanese aircraft will definitely be destroyed crazily.

It's too close to the Japanese invaders Songshan Airport. Japanese fighter jets can take turns ravaging.

It is also close to the seaside and can be covered by Japanese carrier-based aircraft.

Why was the Japanese Type 96 land-based attack aircraft easily destroyed? There is just no fighter escort.

Fighter range is severely lacking.

The combat radius of fighter jets at that time was often several hundred kilometers. For example, five hundred.

The Japanese navy also knew this, so they worked hard to develop a carrier-based aircraft with a long range. This was what would become the terrifying Type Zero.

Why is it scary?

Because the Zero carrier-based aircraft has a really long range, with a maximum range of 3,300 kilometers.

Among carrier-based aircraft, this range is unique.

Not only can it **** the Nine-Liu Land Attack, but it can also attack alone. Its combat capabilities are also quite good. He almost defeated all the invincible opponents at that time.

At least, it is invincible on the Asian battlefield.

There is no word almost in front. Just absolutely invincible.

The Zero can take off from the East China Sea, run a long distance, attack Chongqing, and then return. There is no rest in between.

Compared with various fighter planes of the National Air Force, it is completely crushing.

After the appearance of the Zero, the National Air Force and the Soviet Air Force aiding China were all beaten into disgrace and were left with teeth everywhere.

It was not until 1942 that it gradually met its opponents and then declined rapidly.

"We have to find ways to utilize Fuzhou Airport."

"Understood."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

How to use it?

It can only be used secretly.

Enter secretly.

Take off in secret.

Or an emergency landing.

Once a major war breaks out, the Japanese invaders will immediately be alert.

It is estimated that there must be a large number of spies lurking near Fuzhou Airport, monitoring Fuzhou Airport at any time.

silence.

"I'll pick up the Soviets." Minister Min stood up.

"Okay." Zhang Yong nodded.

He doesn't have to go.

This is not his mission.

His task is to take care of those BA65 attack aircraft.

For the time being, all the I-15 fighter jets in this formation are flown by Soviet pilots themselves.

Soon, twelve I-15 fighter jets landed safely.

Zhang Yong stood on the tower and observed.

The I-15 fighter jet is a biplane with a somewhat alternative shape.

How to say it? Zhang Yong nicknamed it Bigfoot. Because the landing gear profile is very fat.

Perhaps to prevent storms, the two front wheels of the I-15 fighter jet have large and thick protective covers. From a distance, it looks like two big feet. It does look a lot like Bigfoot in a computer game.

The cabin where the pilot is located is relatively far back, behind the wing. The nose of the machine is tilted. Visibility is average.

Have not personally operated it. I don’t know what the Soviet-style aesthetics of violence are like.

Minister Min went up to greet him. Min Rou and others were responsible for translation.

Those Soviet pilots were quite well behaved. There was no violent behavior.

Later generations smeared them too much. In fact, at that time, all pilots, except the Japanese invaders, were considered gentlemen.

Even a German pilot. On the battlefield, the gentleman's code of air combat is also strictly observed.

For example, the opponent will not continue shooting after parachuting.

There will be no shooting at civilians on the ground.

All countries have acquiesced in this unspoken rule.

Only the Japanese invaders were not human. So don't follow the rules. There are many crimes.

"Report!"

Suddenly a staff officer came in a hurry.

Zhang Yong looked unmoved. If nothing happens.

I feel like things should have nothing to do with me.

result…

"Mr. Commissioner, Minister Min, please come over."

"What's up?"

"The Soviet pilot would like to discuss a technical issue with you."

"What technical problem?"

"It's about air combat."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong's mind moved.

What do these big noses want to do?

Just arrived at Nanchang Airport, do you want to trouble me, Zhang Yong, by name?

Discussing technical issues?

You want to show off to me in person.

So what do I do?

A slap in the face, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

So came to the track.

Min Rou came forward, "Mr. Commissioner..."

"It's okay. I communicate with them directly." Zhang Yong doesn't need anyone else in the middle.

I speak Russian.

If you have any questions, you can communicate directly.

If you want to slap him in the face, just slap him directly. Without politeness.

"Davarish..."

Zhang Yong directly squeezed into the Soviet pilots. Good guy, I really feel the heavy pressure.

The main reason is that these old men are indeed very strong. Zhang Yong is almost one third taller than him.

Even though pilots have strict weight restrictions, it feels like every big guy weighs more than 80 kilograms.

Poor Zhang Yong, he only weighs over 60 kilograms.

"Davarish..."

Those Soviet pilots were happy.

Well, I am indeed very happy. It turned out that the other party spoke Russian.

This is easy to handle.

They actually don’t like translation either.

Especially women.

"I'm Kutakhov, nice to meet you."

"My name is Zhang! James Zhang..."

Zhang Yong greeted the other party skillfully in Russian. Neither humble nor arrogant.

No matter what the competition is, there seems to be no chance of losing. Even if it's a bad handshake.

Sure enough, Kutakhov stretched out his hand. Big furry hands.

Zhang Yong also extended his hand.

shake hands.

Use direct force.

Don’t pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. Apply power directly.

sorry. I'm in a hurry. If you want to "discuss" something, I hope it will be done soon.

"Davarisi, you are too strong."

As a result, Kutakhov soon called out. He kept shaking his hands.

Zhang Yong then let go of his hand.

Didn't you notice that the other party was exerting force?

Oh, maybe the other party didn't mean to discuss wrist strength?

Maybe I'm overthinking it.

Alas, online novels kill people! I am too poisoned...

Change the subject quickly.

"By the way, what technical issues do you want to discuss?"

"Zhang, you shot down six Japanese planes. We would like to know how you did it."

"Tail biting."

"Is it that simple?"

"How about we go to heaven to practice?"

"OK."

Kutakhov obviously wanted to know.

Other Soviet pilots wanted to know, too. So we arranged it immediately.

Come on now.

Ready for liftoff.

One-on-one drills.

Zhang Yong and Kutakhov.

The former flies a BA65 fighter jet.

The latter flies an I-15 fighter jet.

The communication channel opens. Can communicate with each other.

"I'll take off first."

"good."

"Then I'll bite your tail."

"good."

Zhang Yong took off first in a BA-65 fighter jet.

Submerged in the clouds. It quickly disappeared.

Kutakhov then took off. It also got into the clouds and disappeared.

Everyone on the ground:…

Invisible to the naked eye.

There is no radar.

The news can only be obtained from the communication channel.

Everyone else went back to the tower. Then sit back and listen. Many people came to watch the fun.

Obviously, this is not as simple as simply discussing technical issues.

This is an invisible battle.

Even with good intentions. It's also a competition. The reputation of both parties is at stake.

"Commissioner Zhang, where are you?"

"Altitude 3700, heading 331. Let me communicate directly with the other party."

"Okay! Please use the air channel."

"Davarisi, I'm right in front of you. You can see me if you speed up."

"I can't see anything. You can't try to seduce me."

"If you don't speed up, then I'm going to go back and bite your tail."

"You come on!"

Kutakhov looked around cautiously.

No abnormalities were found.

There were thick clouds all around and visibility was very low.

Basically, it is impossible to fight in such clouds. No one can find the other.

Even if they are only a few hundred meters apart, the view will be blocked by clouds.

Therefore, Kutakhov was very relieved.

The communication channel is silent.

"Davarich, Zhang, where are you?"

"I'll be at your rear in a minute."

"You can't catch me..."

"I see you."

"What?"

Kutakhov turned back hastily.

Didn't see it. There is nothing behind it. It's all clouds.

Just as he was about to scold the other party for lying, suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw an airplane appearing behind him.

The distance is very close. Maybe less than a hundred meters. Only in this way can it be seen.

Damn it! Zhang Yong really appeared behind him.

Moreover, the distance is still so close!

He didn't even notice. It is simply tantamount to dying in vain.

Maybe he was shot down and didn't even realize how he was shot down.

"No, Davarisi..."

Kutakhov felt like the sky was falling. My mind went blank.

How did the other party find me under such thick clouds?

Can you still bite your tail accurately?

sky!

It's terrible.

Really, it's terrible.

The other party is more ghostly than the legendary ghost!

"Kutahov..."

The Soviets inside the tower were slightly agitated.

Obviously, they discovered something was wrong from the communication channel. It seems like Kutakhov really got his tail bitten?

How is that possible?

Kutakhov’s technique is also possible.

Not the best though. However, there is no reason to be bitten so easily!

"I was shot down."

Kutakhov's frustrated voice came from the communication channel.

However, although the mood is low. He readily admitted his failure.

"Kutahov..."

"Zhang suddenly appeared a hundred meters behind me."

"ah…"

The tower fell silent.

They are all experts.

Everyone knows the weight of this sentence.

behind.

One hundred meters.

There wasn't even a chance to get away.

At such a close distance, when the machine gun fires, it will definitely hit 100% of the time.

Then…

There is no more.

Air combat. It's often just a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

No second time.

"Palov! Go!"

"yes."

Another Soviet pilot hurried toward the runway.

Other Soviet pilots were no longer willing to stay in the tower. They all followed and headed towards the runway.

They opened the communication channels of their respective planes and joined the chat group. At the same time, he instructs his teammates on how to fight "Zhang".

I really didn't see it. This "Zhang" actually has such high skills.

Soon, Parlov took off.

"Is he looking for me, or am I looking for him?"

Zhang Yong's voice came from the communication channel. Vaguely, feeling a little guilty?

It feels a bit embarrassing to rely on the system to bully others.

Others didn't seem to mean to bully him, it was just him who thought too much.

Maybe the other party really wants to discuss technical issues.

That’s real guidance.

I want to help the National Air Force improve its techniques and tactics.

It's like those Soviet experts who aided China in the 1950s were really willing to teach.

I’m not afraid of you learning.

I'm afraid you won't learn.