The cramped VIP cabin in the plane was like a cage for the attack, and the suit he was wearing made his bear waist feel particularly uncomfortable. The custom-made solid wood furniture, sofas and other items around are very uncomfortable, and it is impossible to sit or lie down. The only thing that gives him a sense of security is the seat belt on the sofa, which is a special seat belt for aircraft seats that has been tested and approved by Guò, which he is familiar with.

The female gendarme sitting next to her was dark-skinned, burly on her shoulders, and conspicuous in her white armed belt and white gloves. This should be the friendliest accompanying envoy that Xindongdu can find.

"What's your name?" Meng Shi asked casually while fastening his seatbelt, after all, there was still some time before landing.

"Huang Yuhuan, sergeant of the guard gendarmerie, it is my duty to keep you safe." The other replied, his voice slightly muffled.

Meng Zhu shrugged, he couldn't tell whether her accent was surnamed Huang, Wang, or Wu. But one thing is certain, the female gendarme has come to spy on her, and Meng Zhu is very sure of this.

It has been almost a week since the battle of the "Hundred Days Ghost".

At that time, I was afraid that it was unlikely that Meng Zheng would die with the "Hundred Day Ghost". Seeing every action and maneuver of the "Hundred Days Ghost", the smiling faces of the former comrades-in-arms and the past time appeared in front of me one by one.

The "Hundred Day Ghost" is clearly their common incarnation back then, and they can't fight with all their strength at all. He thought as he fought, his mind a mess. As early as the early stage of the development of the "Hundred Days Ghost" system, everyone who participated in the perfect tactical action of the Seven Aces of the First Sino-Japanese War, everyone still thought that they were doing a great project, and Mengzheng was even more convinced of their choice.

Unexpectedly, they fused into a demon.

Now it seems that it is pointless for Meng Zheng to try to prevent the completion of the "Hundred Days Ghost" by evading.

However, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is no room for surprise. Just when he was about to throw off his burden and meet the enemy with all his might, the "Hundred Days Ghost" suddenly ran away and disappeared without a trace.

After that battle, Meng Zheng went to stay with the Maleria government army for a few days at the invitation of Tang Yujian, and it was also good to eat and drink. Unexpectedly, just two days after the comfortable day, the invitation letter from Chief Chen of the New Dongdu Air Defense Team was delivered.

Meng Zheng has actually always wanted to go to Xindongdu. He had a feeling that the goal of the "Hundred Days Ghost" was indeed himself, but that guy didn't want to expand the situation yet; Or maybe it has some kind of relationship with Xindong. Because the place where the "100-day ghost" disappeared was the air defense identification circle of the new eastern capital.

In any case, if he enters the new eastern capital, he will not be threatened by the "Hundred Days Ghost" for the time being. This also gives enough time to catch and investigate. Besides, the location has been exposed, so it's better to change places.

However, Tang Yujian repeatedly warned himself not to go, saying that the head of the new eastern capital, Mr. Chen, and the leader of the Owari group, Toyoyoshi Shiba, were in close collusion. But since this is the case, he has severely frustrated the spirit of the Owari Group in the castle tower town, why did President Chen invite him? There must be something hidden in this.

"Whatever! Let's go first. Meng said in his heart, since he had already decided to meet the enemy, there was nothing to worry about.

As soon as I thought of this, I only heard a tire rubbing, and then the Y-20SG hit the ground with a bang. With the sound of the whirring engine thrust reverser, the plane quickly slowed down and gradually came to a standstill.

Huang Yuhuan, a guard gendarme sitting next to him, unbuckled his seat belt and stood up, walked to the front and opened the VIP cabin door, respectfully asking him to get up.

Meng Zheng also leaned forward and stood up, brushed his clothes, straightened his cuffs and tie, and then walked through the VIP hatch to the outer cargo door, where a humid southern warm breeze blew in his face. He shrugged his shoulders and moved the collar of his suit to avoid getting soaked in sweat.

The sunlight shines into the cold cabin, and the reflection of the drifting dust creates a feeling of being about to enter heaven. Meng Jie heard the military band outside start playing the welcome song, and strode out of the cabin. The sun suddenly became stronger, and the surroundings were brightly illuminated. In front of me was a vermilion carpet that spread into the distance.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Meng." A voice rushed to the front, "I am the director of the training department of the air defense team of the new Dongdu government army......

I saw that the other party was wearing a straight military uniform, his kind eyebrows and kind eyes were easy-going, and his conversation was just right, and it seemed that he had been mixed in the officialdom for a long time, so he didn't pay attention to what he said. Just shook hands and greeted each other, and didn't say a word into my mind.

Meng knocks down not to belittle the opponent. It's because he saw an "old guy" who made him think a lot.

In the glass palace-shaped building where the red carpet stretched in front of us, a huge gray-blue plane hung down. Beautiful, slender, tenacious and upright, this was the sharp sword that galloped into the enemy's airspace in the early days of the Great War -- the Jer-8F?ACT "Fin Whale" high-speed fighter-reconnaissance plane belonging to the Independent Aviation Regiment of the Southern Expeditionary Force.

The aircraft is marked with 11 scarlet five-pointed stars painted on the side of the canopy, which means that the pilot is a "double ace" who meets twice the standard.

And Meng Zhen knew that only one person had reached this feat.

Just below the front of the plane, there stood this man. Mengsheng is very familiar, and that is his usual posture, with his shoulders slanted sideways, but with his head held high. But for some reason, the figure was motionless, like a statue.

Meng Zhu blinked, countless magnesium lights flickered around him, and the hosts of various media outlets were broadcasting live outside the security line. More than a dozen local girls in low-cut see-through Peranakan outfits presented flowers, greeted each other with local airport officials, took photos, and gave speeches, etc., and the whole process was absent-minded, and his thoughts were absorbed by the figure in the glass palace building in front of him.

At this moment, Meng Zhu only wanted to quickly complete the process of passing through the process, enter the glass palace building, and see if he just recognized the wrong person in a trance.

If you are not mistaken, I am afraid it will not be so difficult to deal with the "100-day ghost". Thinking of this, Meng Zhu clenched his fist fiercely.

The chief of the training department, who came to accompany him, waved to Meng Zheng: "Welcome to our Baya Air Base. What do you think? The climate in the south is quite adaptable. I heard that Mr. Meng was on duty on the Northern Front during the war? ”

"Yes, that's right." Meng Zhu nodded in agreement. Although he is good at breaking the city, he is not very good at doing things on the official face, "It's still comfortable here, it's very comfortable." ”

At this moment, Meng Zheng only felt that the red carpet under his feet was soft and hot, and it was not too comfortable.

"Haha, we also admire the name for a long time." The director smiled and said, "Your celestial guard this time is indeed worthy of your reputation. Our Chief Chen has been worried about the security there for a long time, and he always asks about the shape of the castle tower, the little gangsters in the Owari group, and some mercenary gangs, try to abide by the law and discipline, and don't affect the peace of our new eastern capital. But after all, the jurisdictions are separated, and President Chen can't say much, and we are always at a loss. ”

"Oh, yes, indeed." Meng replied.

"Now, as soon as you, Mr. Meng, got over there, you took down the local Owari gumi, and we have to thank you!" As he spoke, the head of the training department gave a thumbs up, "Our chief Chen also admires heroes, and he said that he must pay a visit to you." ”

"Where, it's over." Meng Zhu waved his hand and followed the Director into the glass palace building in front of him.

He had long been a little unable to hold back at the moment, and had been staring at the sideways figure in the distance. However, the man who was struck was only standing, motionless, and did not even change his posture.

Entering the lavishly decorated archway, the Commissioner held Meng Struck and motioned for him to turn around. Meng Struck followed back and stood next to him, followed by the crackling shutter behind him, and the flash exploded. The reporters who followed him had been waiting for a long time.

After the reporters stopped for a while, the director continued to walk inside with a beating: "We have specially arranged a visit for you. This is...... Uh, yes, Mr. Meng, please see. ”

But without waiting for the invitation of the head of the training department, Meng Zheng had already walked over, and he could no longer suppress his feelings at the moment, and the old comrade-in-arms standing there was already a statue at this moment.

In front of him stood a blue-blue marble statue, the carved figure was dressed in an Air Force one-piece flight suit, with a large waist and thick hair like a struckman. However, the statue also outlines his asymmetrical face, with a square Chinese character on the right side and a slightly sharpened jaw on the left side. The sculptor deliberately shaped the statue as tilting his head to the right, stretching out his right hand high in a figure-of-eight gesture to make an aiming motion, as if he was confidently aiming at an enemy plane in the air.

However, Meng Zhu knew that although his old comrades-in-arms preferred this pose, they used to do it with their left hand. Not only that, but this old comrade-in-arms used to lean his shoulders, which sometimes made his face look more asymmetrical.

But this did not prevent him from becoming one of the seven trump cards of the First Sino-Japanese War -- "breakthrough trump card" Lu Tong, calling the code "Listen to the Wind Ape". He is also one of the seven original incarnations of the "Hundred Day Ghost".

This person was once called the "fifth brother" by Meng.

Now, the nameplate under this statue records his life and heroic deeds in Nanyang, and the date of birth and death is complete. It has been confirmed many times that his fifth brother had died in February, shortly after his death.

"Fifth brother is dead?" Meng Ji repeatedly questioned himself in his mind, and he could not accept this fact. I have heard before that after the war, the fifth brother came to Nanyang, saying that he wanted to make a career and rebuild his lost dignity. When I came to Xindongdu this time, one of my original goals was to find the whereabouts of the fifth brother and discuss how to fight the "Hundred Day Ghost" together.

But now, is it really separated from heaven and man? Meng Zhu shook his head vigorously, he didn't believe it!

The head of the training department walked over: "Mr. Lu is a hero, and his excellent performance in wartime is the key to our army's ability to carry out amphibious landing operations. In order to commemorate Mr. Lu's former station, we are here to ......"

"How did he die?" Meng Zhu interrupted the director's words, which he didn't care about.

"Huh?" The director's face was like a smiling Buddha, his face did not change but he was a little stiff, "What did you say about Mr. Lu's accident?" Oh, I don't really know about this either. I heard that during the race around the island, his plane had a problem. ”

"Race around the island?"

"Yes." The commissioner turned his back and didn't look directly at Meng Zheng, "Mr. Meng doesn't watch sports games?" Our Mr. Lu may have always had a desire to fly, but instead of joining the mercenaries, he became a racer in the Unlimited Flying Race. Originally, I heard that he seemed to be a strong contender for this year's championship, but I didn't expect it, life and death. At the time of his accident, the statue had not yet been finalized. ”

With that, the head of the training department turned around. However, he didn't expect that two lines of tears had welled up in his eyes at this moment, which was completely unexpected.

Meng Zhu didn't control his feelings, he clenched his fists and said to the statue: "Fifth brother...... What's going on? It's not the same as we said it was. ”

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