Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1397, everything is mine...

Hankou Airport is also called Wangjiadun Airport.

In later generations, it would be the location of Huaihai Road and Wanda Plaza.

Bustling city. Business convergence.

But at that time, it was still quite desolate. There is no fence around the airport. Semi-open state.

Since 1935, Hankou Airport has been continuously expanding.

After the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, the expansion speed was accelerated. The area continues to spread to the north.

To this day, construction continues on the edge of the airport. There are many civilian husbands.

There seemed to be no talk of land acquisition at that time. There was wasteland all around. It was expanded directly. It seems that no one dares to cause trouble.

Because he will shoot.

What is wartime? Just take a shot every minute.

Crimes such as robbery, arson, and insulting women may be punished by prison terms in normal times.

However, in wartime, everything is lost with one bullet.

Especially in the chaotic three towns of Wuhan. The streets and alleys were plastered with various wartime notices.

Words like severe punishment and capital punishment were used at every turn.

More than announcements, there are notices for various troops to gather together. Everywhere there were retreating troops gathering up the remaining defeated generals.

There are also many national troops stationed near Hankou Airport.

The number of one of the divisions was familiar to Zhang Yong. It was the 152nd Division that Madman Qiu once led.

But now, Madman Qiu has been transferred to the Fifth Army as the division commander.

The Fifth Army is a new unit just formed by the headquarters.

All Su weapons and equipment.

Equipped with tanks and heavy artillery.

The commander is Du Yuming.

At this point, three of the five main forces of the national army that were often mentioned later had taken shape.

One is the Fifth Army.

One is the 74th Army.

There is also the 18th Army.

To say that the title has the longest history, it has to be the 18th Army.

The foundation of the civil engineering department.

"Commissioner, here we are."

"good."

Zhang Yong got out of the car slowly.

This is the northeast corner of the airport. Very broad.

There is a runway that branches off. Dirt road. But pressed very firmly.

The road is covered with a thin layer of sand. It is similar to the highways of later generations. Unless it's pouring rain. Otherwise, there is generally no serious damage.

The "Foreign Corps" of the Kuomintang Air Force is here.

Their Soviet volunteer air force aiding China is completely different. The latter was sent by the state.

These foreign corps were recruited privately by the National Air Force. It's all done with money. Mainly recommended by various aircraft manufacturing companies.

If you buy my plane, I will "recommend" a few pilots to you.

Have experience. Understand airplanes.

This is how the original military-industrial complex came about.

The National Air Force feels that it has to retrain pilots, which is another huge expense.

If someone else has a recommendation, hire it. Pick something ready-made.

Gradually, the Foreign Legion was formed.

Mainly concentrated in those models with relatively small quantity and relatively high technical content.

For example, long-range bombers. The technical content is indeed high. Most people can't play it.

Saw the bomber.

Not two. It's five.

Ha ha!

I was immediately elated.

Five bombers!

The empty map is not highlighted!

You should tell me earlier that there are five long-range bombers at Hankou Airport. I definitely didn’t fool around last night!

I spent the night cuddling up to these long-range bombers last night…

wrong.

I took off in a bomber last night to look for the good things in my little life.

How many kilometers did you say the voyage was?

1900 kilometers!

There is a ton of bombs! Super substantial!

Even if I go out alone, I can blow up the little devil to death!

If five aircraft are dispatched at the same time, five tons of ammunition can be dropped in one wave. No matter how effective the explosion is, there will be a huge crater on the ground!

The key is the long range.

Starting from Hankou Airport, we can even bomb Peiping!

Or bomb Taiyuan Airport!

Jinling, Shanghai, and Hangzhou are all within the flight range.

There is also Songshan Airport in Taiwan. Also covered.

Rubbing hands excitedly.

An absolute artifact!

Still five stars!

In someone else's hands, they may not work to their fullest potential.

However, it fell into Zhang Yong's hands. It's Frostmourne in the hands of Arthas. Whoever you touch will die.

He could guarantee that if he brought a ton of ammunition from the sky, it would all fall on the Japanese invaders. Let every Japanese invader deeply feel the "enthusiasm" of the Chinese people! Then become an adult!

Happy. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

The Crooked Dragon King…

Looking at five bombers.

This one is mine...

This one is mine too...

Everything is mine...

"stop!"

Was stopped.

He's a hook-nosed gringo.

Can't tell what nationality it is. European and American people all look similar.

"This is our Lord Commissioner."

Du Shanglong went up to negotiate. Spoken in Chinese.

Those foreign hired pilots have stayed in China for a long time and can understand Chinese.

Saying it may not be good. But you can hear it once you hear it.

"You can't go in."

"Why?"

"We have an agreement with your headquarters..."

"Our commissioner is the headquarters..."

"no!"

The hook-nosed **** drew his pistol menacingly.

Du Shanglong and others immediately raised their guns.

"Bang!"

Gunshots were fired.

The gringo's pistol fell to the ground.

But he was hit in the shoulder. Zhang Yong fired the gun.

Made. Are you still used to me?

Even the Japanese dare not be so arrogant in front of me!

"you…"

"Ahhh!"

The **** screamed.

As soon as the gun fired, all other foreign mercenaries rushed out.

There are quite a few people. There are more than thirty.

This Martin 139WC bomber has a standard crew configuration of four people.

It takes at least two people to fly. One driver. One navigator. Otherwise, you can't even move.

Or, after taking off, the landing place cannot be found. Can't even return home.

"Don't even move!"

"Don't even move!"

Du Shanglong rushed forward with his special service company.

More than 150 people surrounded more than 30 gringos.

The gringos all carried weapons too. Fierce and evil. But he gradually gave in. Realize the situation is not right.

There are many people on the other side.

And actually fired.

They also knew those Garand semi-automatic rifles.

There is no doubt that if a conflict really breaks out, all thirty of them will die.

More importantly, they were stunned.

They were stunned to see Zhang Yong pick up a person with one hand.

That person is their accomplice. Big guy. The weight is at least 180 kilograms. He was actually picked up by the opponent with one hand?

Oh my God!

Is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu?

A bit scary.

If you get hit by a punch...

"puff!"

Zhang Yong let go.

The big **** lands hard.

Scream.

"What are you going to do?" A foreigner came up slowly.

"We want to take over these bombers." Zhang Yong said in English, "Please cooperate."

"This is our plane..."

"You are wrong. This is a plane belonging to the Chinese Air Force. We paid for it."

"But we are the drivers..."

"You are not required to drive now. Please cooperate."

"Do you mean to fire us?"

"No. But, from now on, I will be in charge of the plane."

"Who are you? You have no such power."

"Who I am cannot be accurately translated in English. But, let's put it this way, here, I have the final say. My word is the command."

"I want to call. I want to complain against you. We have an agreement with you..."

"Whatever. I'll pay your salary. But we don't need you to fly the plane anymore. What's the problem with that?"

"you!"

There are gringos to call.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Another company of soldiers was mobilized.

The entire Fourth Air Police Regiment is at Hankou Airport. There are a full 1,500 people. I'm afraid you foreign mercenaries?

Besides, you are not professional mercenaries yet. I'm not as good at fighting!

"superior!"

"yes!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

At this moment, it is useless for me, the King of Heaven, to come.

These five Martin 139WC bombers must have the surname Zhang! From now on, it belongs to Zhang Yong!

Take control of the bomber.

Control accessory library.

Control the ammunition depot.

In front of the black hole of the gun, those gringos couldn't stand up.

Especially after making the call, I found it was useless. When they heard Zhang Yong's name on the other end of the phone, they all advised them to cooperate.

have no choice…

I had no choice but to cooperate bitterly.

The leading **** came to Zhang Yong's side.

"I'm Smith..."

"Hello."

Smith suddenly reached out to grab Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand.

Use force.

"ah…"

Smith suddenly screamed.

It felt like my wrist was stuck with a soldering iron.

The pain was bone-shattering.

Shivering all over.

Damn it! How could it be so terrible?

How could the other party's power be so terrifying? Like the Transformers in the comics?

Zhang Yong let go of his hand coldly.

What a fool. Hit the muzzle of the gun.

I have added so much strength, but I am worried that I can’t find anyone to practice with!

It's light to pinch you. Keep pushing and your bones will be crushed. Don't know good from evil. I'll deport them all when I turn around!

"Bring me the maintenance records." Zhang Yong said coldly.

silence.

No one answered.

Zhang Yong tilted his head.

how? Satyagraha? Learn from the third brother?

Then I'm sorry.

"I want the maintenance records. Bring them here."

Zhang Yong raised his tone.

Still no one answered.

"Have you decided not to cooperate?"

Zhang Yong's tone was gentle.

The gringos remained silent.

This is their way of fighting. They just bully the Chinese people for not knowing technology.

The Martin 139WC bomber is very difficult to operate. There are many technical barriers. The Chinese people had never been exposed to it before. Impossible to understand. "Crack!"

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Smith received two slaps.

The sound is crisp and clear. Hit the face, it's hot. Five finger prints immediately appeared.

Zhang Yong fought.

Made. Tell you not to cooperate.

Since you won't cooperate, why should I be polite to you?

"you…"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Smith has not responded yet. Got two more slaps.

Suddenly furious. Want to resist. As a result, he was caught by Zhang Yong, threw him over his shoulder, and fell heavily to the ground.

how?

Want to fight? Want to challenge yourself?

Come on!

I'll knock you down with one hand!

I ask you to cooperate. Salaries will be paid as usual. Not happy yet?

In this case, from now on, there will be no salary at all. I will terminate the agreement with you directly!

Anyway, with the Japanese warships blockading the coast of China, the National Air Force, apart from purchasing Hawker-3 fighter jets in bulk, has been unable to purchase other fighter jets.

It doesn't matter if you offend someone.

He offended many people.

Can the Hawker-3 that was urgently purchased be delivered smoothly? Hard to say.

In the next four years, the main fighter aircraft will definitely be assisted by the Soviets.

"ah…"

Smith screamed.

Zhang Yong didn't even look at him.

Gaze across. Staring at the other Foreign Legion.

Don't speak. Just walk over.

Those foreign legions all got out of the way. Never dare to block the road again.

The Chinese man in front of me is so perverted! Do it! shot! Dare to do anything! No one can control him yet!

It's crazy!

How could there be such a madman?

"Somebody come!"

"arrive!"

"search!"

"yes!"

Lock down the entire scene.

Seal all data.

Soon, the relevant maintenance records were sent to Zhang Yong.

Not a professional though. However, Zhang Yong soon discovered. Of these five Martin 139WC bombers, only two are intact.

The other three planes were unable to take off due to lack of various parts.

One of them was almost dismantled and only an empty shell remained.

"Maintenance personnel, come out."

Zhang Yong's eyes were cold. Looks bad.

He was really unhappy.

Of the five bombers, three were actually lying down.

Can be dispatched. There are only two.

Dog day.

Bai was happy.

Look back. I want to beat someone again. Finally he held back.

However, his appearance scared those foreigners.

Seeing how badly Smith was dealt with, they were all scared.

This pervert in front of me is really fighting!

"It's none of our business, it's none of our business..." A foreigner wearing glasses called out anxiously.

"Come out. I'm being reasonable." Zhang Yong waved his hand, "Tell me what's going on."

"We are doing normal maintenance. There is absolutely nothing missing."

"What's going on with these three planes?"

"This is all because the spare parts are damaged and cannot be replaced."

"Where are the spare parts?"

"We have issued maintenance orders, purchase orders, and applied for purchases, but for more than two years, no parts have arrived!"

“Where are the old spare parts?”

"It's all in the warehouse. It's all there. Nothing is missing."

"You didn't sell it?"

"These are exclusive spare parts. Who wants these?"

"good."

Zhang Yong took out two dollars. They are all in denominations of 10 yuan.

Reach out and slap the dollar on the other person's chest.

"You were cooperative. You told the truth. This is for you."

"Thanks…"

"Does the purchase order have a deposit? Find out."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The **** hurriedly took the dollars and then actively looked for purchase orders.

Found it after a while. A thick stack.

Zhang Yong took it. Turned over.

Yes, you know it is. There is no context at all.

When the National Air Force purchases aircraft, it has always been responsible for killing them and not burying them. There is no beginning or end.

Only responsible for buying airplanes. Not responsible for buying spare parts.

So said. After buying the plane, the matter is over. No one cares anymore.

There are no spare parts or anything like that.

I won't buy these messy things.

It's not a big item.

The rebates are not much.

Unspoken rules have long been formed.

It means tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

Three years of new life, three years of old life, and another three years of mending.

In fact, those BA-65 fighter jets are similar. It was impossible to buy spare parts.

"Go on."

"You purchased a total of nine aircraft at that time..."

"How many?"

Zhang Yong immediately raised his eyebrows.

What numbers did you hear? Nine? Nine? There were nine of them when you bought them back?

You wait.

You wait.

Let me take a moment.

There are actually nine?

"The total number you purchased was nine..."

"ah…"

Zhang Yong took a deep breath.

Damn it!

Nine!

There are only two that can be dispatched now!

I want to hit someone again.

Finally he held back.

Keep asking. Got some general information.

These Martin 139WC bombers are produced by the Martin Aircraft Manufacturing Company of the United States.

The number in the US Army Air Force is B-10, which is a medium and long-range bomber. The beautiful China Air Force has more than 100 aircraft.

A considerable amount is exported.

Countries such as China, Argentina, and the Philippines have purchased it.

China is the national air force.

The Philippines is the U.S.-Philippines coalition commanded by MacArthur.

As for Argentina…

It doesn't seem to have participated in World War II? Is it a neutral country?

"Where are the four more?"

"They all crashed."

"All crashed?"

"Yes! It was lost in the previous air battle."

"no…"

Zhang Yong was seriously disappointed.

I originally had nine million, but in the end I only had two million left.

How does it feel?

I want to hit someone again.

"Where did it crash?"

"They're all on the Songhu battlefield!"

"Did you take action on the Songhu battlefield?"

"Yes, I have!"

"Well…"

Zhang Yong tried to remember.

Anyway, I didn’t see it.

On the Songhu battlefield, did the National Air Force have bombers dispatched?

Never heard of it.

However, there is no way to pursue it now. It doesn't make sense either.

All in all, the result was that only two were intact. The other three can still be saved.

Don't think about anything else. Completely gone.

well…

Fucking world.

Without spare parts, the three long-range bombers can only lie down...

etc!

etc!

The system seems to provide spare parts...

Check.

I found that there are indeed some spare parts that can be arranged for delivery.

However, there are many models of spare parts. All types are random. The only advantage is that they are all specifically labeled.

In other words, even the Chinese technicians can understand it.

The premise is that you are willing to work hard and spend time researching.

This involves professionalism.

Salaries for ground crew and technicians may need to be promoted…

You must have a high enough income before others can be dedicated! Just instilling selfless devotion in others cannot last.

Shake his head.

Take back the cluttered thoughts.

There is no time to deal with these long-term matters yet.

Go to the ammunition depot.

The ammunition was found to be intact.

It's just that the surface is covered with cobwebs. The dust is also as thick as a finger.

"Never used it?"

"Never used it."

"All right…"

Zhang Yong no longer wanted to ask any more questions.

It will only make yourself more depressed.

In short, this is the situation. The harsh reality must be accepted.

In any case, there are at least the shells of five long-range bombers here.

The most critical thing is that the engine itself is good.

After all, the aircraft was bought back in 1936. The engine cannot break down in two years.

What's more, the frequency of these long-range bombers taking off is very low. Probably less than once a month. The engine is literally brand new!

Compare the model of ammunition. Discover what the system has to offer.

Then it'll be fine.

The amount of ammunition provided by the system is sufficient.

It's OK to send out bombings every night. The premise is that the bomber itself can withstand it.

This involves a lot of spare parts replacement...

Coming around again.

"Dushanlong!"

"arrive!"

"Is there any news about the technical staff who were in Suzhou before?"

"Commissioner, they are also at Hankou Airport."

"real?"

Zhang Yong was immediately overjoyed.

Are those people also at Hankou Airport? Very good.

Technical personnel are readily available. If you don’t understand, you can learn.

"Gather them together."

"yes."

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)