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Xia Yang smiled and said: "I have already arranged a banquet for you to catch the wind and wash away the dust. Starting tomorrow, you will start working."
"Of course!" Wilson bowed slightly to him.
"If there's nothing else, just get in the car!" Xia Yang pointed to several trucks parked behind him.
Major Wilson stopped Xia Yang, and then said: "Your Majesty General, if it is convenient, I would like to ask you a question"
"What?"
"You look very young. If you don't mind, maybe you can tell me your age" Major Wilson asked.
When he was on the plane, he got some information about Xia Yang from Zhao Dong.
¡°Probably this man is the most prominent general on the Chinese battlefield at this time. The Japanese soldiers would be frightened whenever his name was mentioned.
But Wilson would never have thought that this man was so young.
But he determined that this man was at least forty years old. It's just because of proper maintenance and his inaccurate judgment of the age of yellow people that they look so young.
"Twenty-seven years old." Xia Yang said, "Do you have any questions? Major Wilson."
When this number was revealed, not only Major Wilson, but also all the American pilots behind him took a breath.
"Oh my god, I'm only in my twenties and I've already become a general."
"And it's not the kind of being named a general through connections. It's actually based on the accumulation of military merit."
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The American pilots were discussing in a flurry, and then, under the guidance of soldiers from the Fourth Army, they boarded the truck carrying them.
They arrived in the urban area of ??Ulanqab after about half an hour's drive in a truck.
However, the truck did not enter the city, but entered a military camp on the outskirts. At this time, in the military camp, the banquet was ready to end.
In order to cater to the tastes of these American pilots, Xia Yang even asked the chef to make some Western food.
These American pilots flew for several days without even having a full meal. Seeing such a sumptuous banquet at this time, my mouth immediately started to water.
They didn¡¯t care about gentlemanly behavior, sat down on the chairs, and started to feast.
After three drinks, Major Wilson sat next to Xia Yang and asked in a low voice: "Dear General Xia, I know you are a very famous general in China.
But I also know that you have very few fighter jets. Although we are here, do you have any fighter jets for us to fly? "
His words were not contemptuous of Xia Yang.
Because according to his understanding, even the Chongqing National Government¡¯s air force is almost non-existent. The only aircraft available are relatively old and outdated.
He was very doubtful that a local army general like Xia Yang would really have better conditions than the Chongqing National Government Air Force?
Hearing Major Wilson's concerns, Xia Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Major Wilson. I will let you see the fighter planes you want to see tomorrow."
"tomorrow?"
"Yes! Tomorrow." Xia Yang said and drank the cup of tea in front of the table.
Unlike these American pilots who can drink, Xia Yang strictly demands himself not to drink even on this occasion.
Because he was afraid that there would be some important information, and because he was drunk and unconscious, the military situation was delayed.
The higher he sat, the deeper his worries became and the greater the responsibility he shouldered.
At noon the next day, the American pilots, who were struggling to overcome jet lag, were ordered to board the somewhat bumpy truck.
Xia Yangmie did not deceive Major Wilson, because when he got off the truck, Major Wilson saw neat rows of hangars. Inside the hangar, there are "Mustang" fighter jets parked.
In addition to these fighter jets, Major Wilson also saw some bombers and many transport aircraft.
"Oh my God, where did you get these planes?" Major Wilson asked Xia Yang.
Xia Yang handed him a pair of binoculars and said, "This is confidential, but you should know the models of these aircraft."
Major Wilson picked it upLooking through the telescope, he began to talk in detail: "The P51 Mustang fighter jet was only provided to the British in August this year. However, our own air force has not yet had time to equip it.
Over there is the B17 Flying Fortress bomber, which can be used not only as a bomber, but also as a transport aircraft. It is also an aircraft produced in our country.
There are also reconnaissance planes over there, I flew them before when I was serving in the Air Force"
Hearing Major Wilson name these aircraft models, Xia Yang was at least certain that this guy was not a parallel import, but an Air Force major who had actually served in the US Air Force.
"That's right, I bought these from you on my behalf. As you know, in your country, you can do many, many things if you have money." Xia Yang said.
"But if there is no money, we can do a lot of things." Major Wilson added.
Xia Yang smiled and nodded, and then said: "How about it, do you want to take your soldiers for a test drive? Today's weather is good, very suitable for flying.
"But I lack ground guidance personnel here. You have to rely on yourself to take off and land your plane." I hope that in the future, my soldiers will also be able to fly in the blue sky in fighter planes. "
Major Wilson said: "Of course, I will train your soldiers to become excellent pilots."
After saying that, he shouted to the American pilot behind him.
Some of those pilots are retired from the Air Force. So I am very familiar with these fighters and bombers. And some are ordinary people who usually fly civilian aircraft and are not familiar with these combat aircraft. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com