Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1398: , I will come back as soon as I go

Chapter 1398, I’ll come back as soon as I go

"Commissioner."

"Hello."

Zhang Yong nodded. Shake hands with Huang Zhicheng.

The maintenance team brought in by Du Shanglong was led by Huang Zhicheng. It's all the result of a strange combination of circumstances.

Huang Zhicheng turned out to be the communications director of Shanghai Longhua Airport. It's for civilian use.

After the fall of Longhua Airport, he ran to Suzhou. Met Zhang Yong. He was captured by Zhang Yong and responsible for maintaining the seaplane.

As a result, the seaplane was not used several times and finally crashed into the lake.

As a result, Huang Zhicheng became "unemployed" again.

Finally, I followed the others and stumbled all the way to Hankou Airport.

He was originally the communication person, but he suddenly switched to the technical person. But Zhang Yong believed in the other party. After all, he is a member of the Red Party!

It would be most appropriate for a hidden member of the Red Party to be responsible for the technical maintenance of long-range bombers.

If the people within the party are too corrupt, Zhang Yong will never trust him.

It would be a tragedy if after going to heaven, the aircraft could not come back due to mechanical failure.

Such consequences must be avoided.

If Huang Zhicheng is responsible, such danger will never occur.

Because Huang Zhicheng would not let him Zhang Yong crash.

Moreover, this member of the Red Party has a relatively high degree of education and knows many foreign languages.

Don't underestimate the communications director of the tower. At that time, foreign languages were just new.

It is a very rare talent.

When it comes to technology, as long as you are willing to study hard, you are completely competent.

The key is to have a strong sense of responsibility.

There are red party disciplines. It will definitely not be ruined.

He just needs to take care of people.

If you have any difficulty, find the organization behind it.

"Did you see these bombers? They're all yours."

"What?"

"From now on, you are solely responsible for the maintenance of these Martin 139WC bombers."

"What?"

“If you need money, give money, if you need people, give people.”

"What?"

Huang Zhicheng was stunned.

Looking at the five huge bombers, he was stunned.

no. I actually don’t know anything about aircraft maintenance! I have never learned this before!

"I don't understand!"

"Do I understand? Foreigners understand. But we can't completely rely on outsiders!"

"But…"

"No buts. This is an order."

"I…"

Huang Zhicheng has a bitter face.

Really worried. I really don’t understand!

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Signaling others to step aside. He had something to say to the other party alone.

"Huang Zhicheng!"

"arrive!"

“You have to take the long view.”

"What?"

"We must wait fifteen, twenty, or thirty years to cultivate talents for the future of the Chinese nation!"

"What?"

"I give you full power. I will give you whatever you need. You have full control over your maintenance team. No outsider is allowed to interfere without my approval."

"Well…"

"Do you know what I mean?"

"I don't quite understand..."

"You will gradually understand in the future. You must cultivate aircraft maintenance technical talents for the Chinese nation in the future. You will have a thorough understanding of the various parameters and principles of the aircraft. You can even design new ones in the future. airplane."

"New plane?"

"After the war is won, we will definitely design and produce our own aircraft in the future."

"Well…"

"The talents you train now will become the backbone of the aviation manufacturing industry in the future."

"Well…"

"Think about it for yourself!"

"yes."

Huang Zhicheng agreed mechanically.

He seemed to understand what Zhang Yong said. But he didn't seem to understand.

However, this new field seems to be very challenging. Moreover, the future is indeed bright. The future development is immeasurable.

If China really wants to design and manufacture its own aircraft. Professional talents are definitely needed.

Those who are proficient in repair and maintenance technology are one of the professional talents.

Take out a bag of fiat currency and give it to the other party.

That's right. Just packed in bags.

Cloth pockets.

A bag full. About fifty thousand.

For the time being, legal currency can still be used as an ocean.

Give 50,000 yuan first, and the rest later. The main one is not bad for money.

As long as these five long-range bombers are properly maintained, it will be easy to make money. He has many connections.

"Give me?"

"Yes. I said it. If you want people, give them. If you want money, give them money."

"I…"

"Do a good job, I'm optimistic about you."

"I…"

Huang Zhicheng was speechless.

I had to take the cloth bag first.

At this point, no matter whether it's public or private, he can't refuse.

He thought that he couldn't do it alone. However, it seems that there are also professional aircraft ground handlers within the organization.

There should have been one when I was at Longhua Airport before. But he didn't know who it was.

Now, the only way to get it on the shelves is to secretly ask the organization for help.

"McCoy!"

Zhang Yong waved.

The **** who had just received twenty dollars hurried over.

"Zhang, what are your orders?"

"Prepare a 139WC, and I will fly to the sky with you."

"What? Impossible, no..."

"Why?"

"I can't fly a plane..."

"I can."

"What?"

McCoy looked glazed over.

What did Zhang Yong say? Can he fly a bomber?

When had he learned that?

"Follow me."

"yes."

"Which plane is intact? Ready to take off at any time?"

"The two southernmost ones."

"good."

Zhang Yong came to the side of the plane.

Look at this big guy in front of you.

Compared with the Hawker-3, Yi-16, and BA-65, it is indeed a big guy.

The length of the fuselage alone is twice that of a fighter jet.

It is a bomber after all. The range is up to 1900 kilometers. It won't work without a long enough fuselage.

A large cabin is needed to place the bomb. A very large amount of oil is required.

Its fuel reserves are three times or more than those of ordinary fighter jets.

Its own weight, the weight of the bomb, and the weight of the fuel itself will all consume a lot of fuel during flight.

For a big guy like the B-29, almost half of its weight is used to carry fuel.

Weight up to 50 tons. The maximum one-way distance is 9,000 kilometers. How much fuel is needed to support it?

“How big is this guy’s gas tank?”

"It can fill up to two tons of fuel."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

This is by far the most significant aircraft he has mastered.

A true bomber. Or medium to long distance. At that time, 1900 kilometers was definitely not short.

It seems that only the Soviet Union, the United States, and the Japanese invaders in the world have long-range bombers.

None of the other great powers have it. Including the Germans. The Germans later paid a heavy price for this shortcoming.

Wave.

Have someone bring the wooden ladder over.

Build the ladder. Climb into the cockpit. Start getting specific.

McCoy stood on the ladder and explained to Zhang Yong in detail.

"Crack!"

Zhang Yong tossed him a wad of dollars.

All have a face value of $5. A total of twenty. That's one hundred dollars.

A hand of carrots.

A big stick.

Zhang Yong is also familiar with this move.

For the time being, some **** help is needed. Especially the technical ones.

The pilot doesn't have to. You don’t have to have a navigator. However, bombardiers and mechanics are required. Because of these two items, Zhang Yong cannot be replaced.

"Dushanlong!"

"arrive!"

"Call Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo."

"yes."

Du Shanglong immediately sent someone.

But Zhang Yong suddenly remembered. Oneself is not enough.

Two bombers require two crews. At least one skilled pilot is required. Also need a spare.

If the system delivers the relevant parts one day, there will be three bombers. Even four or five.

Therefore, relevant crew members must be trained from now on.

Coincidentally, Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo were flying Hawker-3 fighter jets. It can be handed over to someone else instead.

The only advantage of the Hawker-3 is that it is easy to use. Easy for newbies to get started.

As long as there is enough gasoline for training, it can fly in fifty hours.

If you have been in the air for more than 100 hours, you can basically be considered proficient.

How to get enough gasoline?

Of course it was sent by the system. Shipping. Delivered one by one.

One ship weighs more than two thousand tons. Delivery once every three days is enough.

"Commissioner."

Soon, Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo arrived.

Zhang Yong nodded. Then tell them both. They were to be transferred to fly bombers.

Both of them are veteran drivers. The flight time is more than 300 hours. At that time, it was already considered rare. On the same level as Gao Yuanhang, Chen Shanben and others.

"Would you like that?"

"willing!"

The two answered without thinking.

They are all uncontrollably excited.

It's an honor to be able to drive such a big guy.

They have stayed at Hankou Airport for a relatively long time, and of course they are aware of the existence of Martin 139WC.

Privately, they had discussed that if this kind of bomber took off from the coast, it could fly directly to the Japanese invaders' homeland.

In other words, if you want to bomb the Japanese homeland, it can do it.

Now, Zhang Yong asked them to fly this bomber...

Could it be that we are going to bomb...

"You guessed it right." Zhang Yong said slowly, "We may fight across the ocean at any time."

Zhang Yong did not explicitly say that he was going to bomb the Japanese homeland.

In fact, bombing the Japanese homeland was only an option. It's not an inevitable choice.

As long as we have long-range bombers in our hands, wouldn't it be a good idea to bomb the Japanese invaders' airports? Wouldn’t it be nice to bomb the Japanese warships? Do you have to go to the mainland?

Due to flight restrictions, it could only reach the west of the Japanese invaders' homeland. Hiroshima, Nagasaki and so on.

It was completely unable to have a fatal impact on the Japanese invaders.

It would be better to bomb the Japanese heavy artillery and tanks on the ground. All have immediate results.

In short, as long as you have a sword in your hand, you can use it whatever you want.

These Martin 139WC bombers are the swords in their hands. Stab whoever you want.

"Very good!"

Xu Huansheng and Tong Yanbo were both overjoyed.

It would be very difficult for other people to fly these bombers across the ocean and reach the Japanese homeland.

However, if Zhang Yong is driving, there will be no difficulty at all.

Zhang Yong has very special abilities.

Incomprehensible.

Inimitable.

Extremely magical.

"You should follow and learn first."

"good."

The two then took out their pens and notebooks. Detailed records.

This is a stupid idea. But it works.

McCoy took the money and was certainly active. Explain in detail to Zhang Yong.

After a while, he will also follow him to heaven. Of course I don’t dare to be careless. Otherwise, he is in the dead.

In fact, as long as you can fly other aircraft, the basic principles are the same.

The only difference is the arrangement of the various switches. Much the same.

While explaining. Zhang Yong tried to operate.

【Your adventure experience has increased】

[Your driving talent +1]

The system sent a message.

Well, no one will be denied. It might as well be strengthened.

It didn’t take long to comprehend McCoy’s explanation.

"Zhang, have you flown this kind of bomber before?"

McCoy was delusional.

I always feel like Zhang Yong doesn’t look like a newbie.

It definitely didn't feel like my first encounter with this type of bomber.

"I've read some information."

Zhang Yong covered it up casually.

I can’t wait to order to refuel the plane.

Eager to drive this big guy to the sky and show off.

So come on.

Add only half.

It's daytime now, so bombing is impossible.

Once targeted by Japanese fighter jets, it would be difficult to escape. Its maximum speed is only 340 kilometers per hour.

Even the Hawker-3 biplane can outperform it.

The Japanese fighter jets generally had a speed of more than 440 kilometers per hour.

For such a big guy, don't mention flexibility. It simply doesn't exist.

If you make violent movements while driving it, it will disintegrate at any time.

"Where's the parachute?"

"Here."

McCoy pointed it out to Zhang Yong.

The cockpit of a bomber is much larger than that of a fighter jet.

Behind the seat is the parachute bag. Just reach out and get it. But you need to flip the switch.

What?

Catapult skydiving?

Not seen.

Maybe other bombers had it. But this model doesn't.

If a pilot wants to parachute, he must first get the parachute bag, put it on his back, and then jump out of the cockpit. Then free fall.

As for this process, how to operate it depends on your personal ability. There's still luck.

Zhang Yong was about to speak when he found Commander Qian coming.

The radar map shows that Commander Qian arrived with many people. Vast.

Stand up from the cockpit. But didn't come down.

After a while, Commander Qian appeared. Looks very anxious.

"Shao Long!"

"You come down!"

Commander Qian shouted anxiously.

Zhang Yong didn't move. Continue to stand in the cockpit.

What's going on?

Just say something. It's okay, I will ascend to heaven...

wrong.

If nothing happens, I will take off.

In a hurry. real.

There will be a press conference at 3 p.m. There wasn't much time left to play in heaven.

"Shaolong, come down! Come down!"

"Commander, what's the matter?"

"You can't go up there. It's too dangerous. Come down."

"Danger?"

"Are you familiar with this kind of large bomber? If you are not familiar with it, it would be too dangerous to fly into the sky rashly."

"Oh, Commander, you came to me just to stop me from going to heaven!"

"Yes. It's too dangerous. Get down!"

"Commander, if I don't fly it into the air myself, how can I have first-hand information about it!"

"Then you study for a few more days until you are familiar with it, and then go up."

Commander Qian was really anxious. To stop it.

Zhang Yong's approach is undoubtedly extremely dangerous. If something happens...

He is now the hope of the entire national air force!

As long as Zhang Yong is alive, he can command the national air force to continue fighting and win.

If something happens...

That's it.

The national air force will be completely defeated by the Japanese invaders again.

This is a major matter related to the survival of the nation and the life and death of the country. He, Qian Wanjun, would never allow Zhang Yong to go to heaven now.

Zhang Yong:…

Noticed.

Commander Qian's attitude was very firm.

It is estimated that it will not be able to take off today.

Hey, okay. Then wait a few more days. Let’s get familiar with it first.

In fact, I am already very familiar with it...

Come out of the cockpit. Go down the ladder.

Commander Qian was finally relieved.

Fortunately, this little guy is still listening to the advice.

Just as he was about to speak, a staff officer hurried over. With a telegram.

"What's up?"

"Urgent report from the front. Lanzhou Airport was raided by Japanese invaders."

"Raid?"

Commander Qian frowned. silence.

Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.

no…

Wasn't there intelligence that Japanese fighter planes had taken off from Taiyuan Airport?

I have received relevant information at Hankou Airport. It is impossible that you have not received it at Lanzhou Airport. Not prepared? He was actually raided?

Suddenly I remembered what Chu Yunfei said: Even if it is fifty thousand pigs...

Can't understand at the moment.

Commander Qian obviously couldn't figure it out either. He slowly asked: "Why are you being attacked again?"

The staff officer could not answer. Because it was not written on the telegram.

Commander Qian waved his hand. Take the personnel back to the tower.

Zhang Yong:…

Huh? Good thing.

Commander Qian left. No one can stop themselves.

So he waved his hands quietly. Order to continue filling the tank with fuel. Prepare to take off quietly.

Wait until the fuel filling is completed. Re-enter the cockpit.

Bring McCoy with you.

Then start.