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Chapter 2 B25 bombers


The US bombers actually appeared in mainland China.

Chen Zikun was shocked for a moment.

He quickly reacted and shouted: "Gather the guard company, save people."

The plane was flying against the treetops, and the engine had stopped on one side.

It was clearly about to make an emergency landing.

There were large sorghum fields in the countryside of Jiangbei, which could be used as a buffer for the emergency landing.

However, if a fire broke out, the people on board would definitely be in danger.

The guard company rushed out and ran towards the direction of the plane.

After a moment, there was a loud noise and the plane landed.

The huge inertia pushed the plane to slide on the sorghum ground, destroying countless green gauze tents in an instant.

The soldiers ran over and took a look.

The nose of the plane was arched with a piece of dirt.

The propeller idled for a few times and stopped.

They checked the cabin and found no one.

They searched around.

Suddenly, gunfire rang out from the green gauze tent.

The soldiers all lay down and pulled the bolts of their guns to aim their guns.

From the direction of the sound, he yelled and yelled.

After a while, four foreign pilots came out with their hands raised.

The leader held a white handkerchief in his hand and muttered something in English.

The soldiers did not understand English, so they pinned them to the ground and searched for their weapons. , searched the green gauze tent again, and brought out an injured guy.

The five pilots were escorted into Chen Zikun's headquarters, which was an inconspicuous farmhouse.

Chen Zikun was wearing a coarse cotton robe, leggings, and a box of cannons on his waist.

He had a big bald head and a long hair on his chin.

With a beard and a big horse and a golden sword, he sat on the Taishi chair and received these friends from heaven.

The leading pilot had the rank of captain on his leather jacket.

He tried hard to tell the bandits with hand gestures and broken Chinese that he was an American and was here to help you fight against Japan.

Please give us food and help and take us there. defense zone of the Chinese army.

"William, they can't understand you, so save your energy."

The injured second lieutenant said weakly.

"Your name is William, who is the commander of the unit you belong to and what mission is he performing?"

The bald bandit leader sitting on the Taishi chair asked in a fluent eastern American accent while smoking a small pipe.

The pilots looked at each other, suspecting that they had heard wrongly.

The English proficiency and diction of this filthy old Chinese man were simply unbelievable.

"Sir, we are soldiers of the 17th Bomb Group of the U.S.

Army Air Force.

The commander is Lieutenant Colonel Doolittle.

We have just finished bombing Tokyo."

Captain William replied stammering, "By the way, your English Where did you learn it?”

"America, my child, I have been to the United States."

Chen Zikun said, calling to his subordinates: "Young men, get them some food, preferably some wine, and then find the military doctor and show this second lieutenant his legs. " With someone who could understand English, the pilots finally relaxed their nervousness.

The orderly brought eggs, baked buns, pickles, and a jar of white wine to entertain the foreigners.

The young man was obviously hungry and wolfed down the pie.

It's really delicious, but the Chinese liquor taste is too strong and I can't help it.

Chen Zikun said: "Where did you take off from?

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I have never seen this kind of bomber before."

Captain William said: "In fact, we took off from an aircraft carrier.

Our aircraft is a new B25 bomber.

Sir, you also know about aircraft."

"You know better, can I take a look at the plane?"

Chen Zikun said.

"Of course, Mr.

Commander."

The group of people arrived at the plane's emergency landing site.

The security company had set up sentries nearby.

Dawn broke in the east, and the grass blades were covered with morning dew.

A gray-green medium-sized twin-engine bomber parked quietly in the sorghum field, and a magpie stood there.

The glass cover of the aircraft's nose chirped cheerfully.

Chen Zikun checked the appearance of the engine, climbed into the cockpit and fiddled with it, and said: "The radio is broken and the gasoline is exhausted.

I'm afraid I won't be able to fly back."

William shrugged and said: "Commander, we had no intention of flying back in the first place.

This was a one-way bombing.

In order to retaliate against the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor, we all volunteered to participate in this mission."

Chen Zikun said: "You Americans are so wealthy that you don't want to give up such a good airplane.

Are you sure you want to give it up?"

"Yes, sir, we have no ability to save it.

Wait, what do you mean?"

"If you don't want it, I want it."

Chen Zikun said.

"You mean, you can make it take off?"

William's eyes lit up with hope.

"I didn't say that there are no mechanics, no cranes, no aviation fuel and runways, so it can't fly.

I just want to dismantle the engine and use it as a generator, dismantle the machine gun and put it on a mule cart to use as a tank.

These aluminum skins , I think farmers also like it.”

Just as he was talking, a Japanese reconnaissance plane flew over the sky.

The guerrillas hurriedly lay down, but the foreign pilots did not take it seriously.

Such a large bomber parked on the ground could not escape the eyes of the reconnaissance plane.

"Your Excellency, Commander, I'm afraid you have to send us to a safe place quickly.

You can do whatever you want with this plane."

The appearance of the Japanese reconnaissance plane made Captain William a little uneasy.

"There is no safer place than here."

Chen Zikun said, looking thoughtfully at the Japanese planes in the sky.

After learning that one of the culprits of the bombing of Japan had made an emergency landing in Jiangbei, the Japanese base camp issued a strict order to capture the American pilots.

It would be a great achievement to capture the complete bomber.

The North Thai garrison made an emergency attack, using tanks to clear the way, armored vehicles to suppress the formation, and a large group of infantrymen.

Nantai was dispatched, and Nantai came over with murderous intent.

The enemy was coming fiercely, and the guerrillas did not dare to resist and retreated in a hurry.

The Japanese army's target was the aircraft.

After they succeeded, they recruited hundreds of local people and shoveled all the green gauze tents.

They also brought in road rollers from Beitai and leveled a 500-meter road.

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After coming out of the runway, a light plane landed, and a few guys in white coats and glasses came down, pointing around the plane and talking nonsense.

This is a new American bomber.

It can successfully capture a complete aircraft, which is of great help to Japan's aviation industry.

These people are aviation experts who flew specially from the mainland.

After seeing the aircraft, they were full of praise and dispatched military commanders to China.

The Ministry of Power Generation requested that B25 be brought back to the mainland for research.

The Beitai garrison fully cooperated and transported hundreds of barrels of aviation fuel.

Several seconded heavy-explosion aircraft pilots climbed up and down and tinkered, and finally started the B25.

The engine spit out a stream of blue smoke and started to rotate briskly. and the experts all raised their arms in joy and shouted: "Half a year" Suddenly gunshots broke out, and the guerrillas launched an attack.

Around the field airport, the artillery of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army violently bombarded the Japanese defenders with mortars and grenades.

A whole brigade of the Imperial Army was not afraid of the danger and fought back.

Tanks and armored vehicles also Fiery snakes spewed out and the battle was fierce.

William and his crew members were lying in the bunker, nervously watching the guerrillas fighting, and asked Chen Zikun: "Commander, can you defeat the Japanese?"

Chen Zikun said: "No."

The pilots looked at each other.

"But someone can."

Chen Zikun pointed to the sky.

A group of 40 fighter jets swooped over from the sky, with shark mouths painted on their noses.

The blood-red mouth and white fangs were vividly visible.

The machine guns under the wings sprayed out fire dragons, knocking down the Japanese troops in pieces like cutting wheat. , the thin-skinned and large-stuffed bean tank was even more focused on the target, and was beaten into a sieve by random gunfire.

William and others jumped up excitedly and raised their thumbs to their colleagues in the sky.

"Young men, it's your turn."

Chen Zikun gave the order, and thousands of guerrillas launched a general attack.

The mountains and plains were full of people, and their sound was overwhelming.

The Imperial Army of the Fourth Division resisted desperately, but unexpectedly they were captured and repaired.

The civilians on the track suddenly got angry, grabbed their guns and started causing trouble behind the scenes.

Aviation experts and pilots hurriedly climbed into the B25 and hurriedly started the engine.

No one saw a guy dressed as a civilian climb in.

He raised his box cannon and fired a sweep, killing the expert on the spot in the cockpit.

After a fierce battle, the Japanese troops withdrew in a hurry.

The guerrillas opened their eyes and let them go.

The B25 was still parked quietly on the runway.

Chen Zikun led William and others to the airport and made an invitation gesture: "Kids, you can fly."

William was overjoyed, climbed into the cockpit to check, and said with a sad face: "There seems to be a battle here, the gyroscope is damaged, there is no navigation chart, and my co-pilot is injured again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fly." to Chongqing.”

Chen Zikun thought for a moment and said, "I'll do it."

He put the small cigarette pouch on his waist, climbed into the cockpit and sat in the co-pilot's seat, and turned on various switches with great skill.

"Your Majesty Commander, you can even fly a plane."

William's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Child, when I flew the B17 to bomb the Japanese mainland, I'm afraid you didn't even know which continent Japan is on."

Chen Zikun said with a smile.

"You, who are you?"

William stammered.

"My name is Chen Zikun, a retired general of the Chinese Army."

"Oh, God, I told you a long time ago, he must be a general" the second lieutenant co-pilot lying on the stretcher shouted excitedly.

"Okay, kids, the Japanese have repaired the runway for us free of charge and filled it with gasoline.

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We can take off now."

Chen Zikun said, stretched his head to look at Shuangxi outside the window and said, "I'm going to Chongqing.

I'll fly there tomorrow. return."

Shuangxi waved his hand and said: "Fly slowly, have a safe journey."

The plane taxied slowly and took off in the morning glow.

After circling three times in the sky, it flew westward and headed straight for Chongqing.

Four Flying Tigers fighter jets roared in and took on the escort mission.

Baishiyi Air Force Base in Chongqing was crowded with people and a sea of ​​flowers.

They were all here to greet the legendary William Air Force, including senior military and political officials, American friends, and a large number of young male and female students and media reporters.

The bomber landed on the runway under the escort of the Flying Tigers.

The reporters took up their cameras.

The female students prepared bouquets and rushed to the plane together.

The gangway was lowered.

The first person to come down was not a handsome American pilot, but a A bald-headed middle-aged farmer wearing a coarse cotton robe and a dry tobacco pipe at his waist

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