The roar in the night sky did not attract too much attention from the citizens of Shanghai, and only Xiang Woning made a fuss about the planes, in short, it was either the Americans or the Nationalist Air Force, anyway, it was not the Communist Army, so there was nothing to worry about.

Liu Yanzhi tapped Major Manson on the shoulder with his pistol, signaling him to pull up the height and fly south.

"We need a clear destination." "I have to remind you that there are not many airports in China that can take off and land stratospheric cargo ships. ”

"Give me the charts." Liu Yan said straight.

Major Manson motioned to his navigators to bring the charts, and at the same time was a little worried, usually the hijackers would just say, you flew to such and such a place for me, instead of asking to see the charts, which shows that the hijackers are experts and difficult to deal with, in fact, Major Manson still does not understand when the hijackers boarded the plane.

Liu Yan spread out the chart and looked at it, he can fly helicopters and medium-sized fixed-wing aircraft, although the flight time is not long, but he is an excellent pilot, he pointed to a position on the map and said: "Fly here." ”

Major Manson was shocked: "I refuse, this is an area controlled by the Communists, we will be captured by them." ”

Liu Yanzhi said: "You have no right to refuse, I have already killed five people, and I don't care about killing a few more." ”

"Okay, just go where you said you would." Major Manson was a good man who did not suffer the immediate loss, and flew south with the rudder in hand, in fact, he had already made up his mind, and saw the opportunity to deceive the hijackers, and led his men to parachute to abandon the plane, even if it was court-martialed, it was much better than flying to the communist control area.

But Liu Yanzhi immediately took away all the parachutes and broke his thoughts.

The location selected by Liu Yanzhi is the middle reaches of the Huaijiang River, the location of the north of the Jiangbei, which is the area controlled by the Jiangbei Column of the People's Liberation Army, jumping down with the dragon balls, the Kuomintang army is not so capable even if it wants to chase it, as for these pilots, he does not plan to kill them, a few people died in 1949, it will inevitably have an impact on the base time and space, or try to minimize the impact.

There are more than 500 kilometers from Shanghai to Jiangbei, and the C97 transport plane can arrive in an hour, and it doesn't even need to climb to the stratosphere, it keeps flying south at an altitude of 5,000 meters.

"Gentlemen, what should I do?" Major Manson nervously asked his subordinates, the C97 was a transport plane, not a bomber, the crew was less than the B29 with five gunners and one bombardier, only the co-pilot, the mechanic, the radioman and the radar operator, the mechanic was not there, and he was probably killed by the hijackers, and the remaining three people said that they obeyed Major Manson's command.

"Let's go around in circles and then head back to Shanghai." "No one notices the change of direction in the night," said the Major. ”

Everyone nodded desperately, except for Major Manson, who drove a B29 bomber in World War II, everyone else was a recruit who enlisted after the war, and they had never seen the tragedy of the war, and they were not bold enough, they only knew how to make a lot of money by pouring material gold.

Liu Yanzhi opened the wooden box in the rear cabin, and quietly admired the dragon ball, which was exactly the same as the two he had seen, with a similar appearance, but due to the long-term immersion in the river water, the surface was smoother.

Dr. Hannibal, who salvaged the Dragon Balls, has probably lost his belly at this time, Liu Yanzhi silently recited Amitabha Buddha, for Hannibal and those guys.

……

The East China Sea, the pitch black sea is choppy, Hannibal. Cunningham was drenched and struggling, he had prepared for the rainy day, put on a life jacket, so he didn't land and be swallowed up by the waves like everyone else, and what awaited him was hypothermia, freezing, and then death, if he hadn't experienced it in the army.

HANNIBAL. Cunningham is extremely resistant to cold, when he served in the army, he participated in the extreme survival test, before the test each volunteer was injected with a strange "vaccine", and then the plane airdropped them into the mountains of Canada in winter, ten volunteers, in the end only Hannibal retreated, the other nine, four died, five frostbite led to amputation, he learned afterwards that each person's "vaccine" was different, and the one injected him was finally included in the army's purchase order.

This is one of the reasons why Hannibal joined Monsan, after retiring from the army, he specialized in genetics, and finally understood that the so-called vaccine was actually some kind of super DNA that the military had been experimenting with, and Monsanto was a scientific research institution commissioned by the military, and his strong interest and high sense of responsibility for the country and humanity made him quickly appreciated by the management and became the project leader.

Hannibal had been floating on the sea for an hour, and he couldn't tell the direction, but he could estimate that the sea area between China and Japan, north of the Ryukyus, even if he could distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, even if he was able to resist the cold beyond ordinary people, he could not swim to land, and there was no fresh water and food to provide energy, and he could live until dawn at most.

Hannibal began to reminisce about his life.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the distance, it was a steamer sailing at night, and Hannibal rekindled his hope, he took out the signal and fired an orange flare into the sky.

An hour later, the steamer came, it was a Norwegian freighter, and the sailors rowed a dinghy to get Hannibal aboard, draped him in a blanket, and gave him whiskey, and the captain asked him curiously: which ship are you a survivor on?

……

Liu Yanzhi was closing his eyes and recuperating, he was a master and bold, he didn't guard against the crew at all, the plane flew smoothly in the night, the four engines roared monotonously, suddenly Liu Yanzhi felt that something was wrong, there seemed to be a compass in his mind, which naturally marked the direction of the geomagnetic pole, the plane was quietly turning, Major Manson was not honest.

He walked to the cockpit, and as soon as he entered the door, a strong wind hit from the back of his head, Liu Yanzhi flashed slightly, and it was the co-pilot who waved a wrench to plot against himself.

Liu Yan pulled out his gun and fired a shot at the co-pilot's feet, turned to face the other crew members who were about to move, and said calmly: "The next shot, it's time to aim at the head." ”

The resistance failed, and Major Manson gave up resistance and turned back to the southwest course under Liu Yanzhi's orders.

The flight speed of the C97 is more than 500 kilometers per hour, and it flies to the north of Jiangbei in an hour, and under the wing is a white belt, which is the mother river that has fed 30 million sons and daughters of Jiangdong, the Huaijiang River.

"Open the cargo door." Liu Yanzhi ordered.

Major Manson complied, flipped the switch, the huge rear hatch slowly opened, Liu Yan put away the pistol and said, "After I go down, you can go back, thank you, see you again." ”

Major Manson's face was full of incredulity, he had thought that the hijackers were Communist spies who had planned to hijack the US planes to the communist area, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

"By the way, there's a corporal in the bilge, and he's not dead yet." After Liu Yanzhi finished speaking, he left the cockpit and pushed the dragon ball to roll towards the tail of the plane, and the dragon ball fell from a height of five thousand meters, and Liu Yanzhi jumped down.

The radioman rushed over and leaned over to probe his head, unable to see anything in the night, but he was certain that the hijacker had never opened his parachute.

The crew rescued the mechanic from the bilge, and the corporal reported that the hijacker had climbed up from the landing gear compartment, most likely the plane that had entered during takeoff.

It's so weird, Major Manson feels creepy, mysterious guests, mysterious cargo, even more mysterious hijackers, the cabin is full of bullet casings, there are also a lot of bullet holes in the bulkheads, what happened tonight, maybe he can't figure it out in his life.

"We're going to talk about a way to get this done." Major Manson said.

Everyone nodded in fear.

……

According to intelligence, there will be a transport convoy of Kuomintang troops passing by here at dawn, and the winter night is extremely cold, and the guerrillas are lying in the pit that is very hard to freeze, their feet are stiff, and their hands are hidden in their arms to keep them warm, so as not to be able to pull the bolt when they get to.

Ma Chunhua was holding a beautiful American carbine, and she had a pot-bellied box gun pinned to her waist, the former was paid from the regular Kuomintang army, and the latter was paid from the landlord's old wealth return to the hometown group.

Before the transport convoy came, Ma Chunhua was a little cold, wrapped her padded jacket tightly, and suddenly a muffled thunderous roar came from the sky.

"The plane of the Kuomintang reactionaries." Gou Yu said.

Ma Chunhua glanced at the dog, whether it was an airplane or not, Captain Ma didn't know, but it was not normal for planes to appear in the sky at this point in time, it is said that those pilots of the Kuomintang Air Force never fly at night, and they don't fly when the weather is bad, what is the origin of this plane?

It was snowing in Shanghai, but the night sky was clear and the visibility was extremely high in Jiangbei, a thousand miles away.

"Look, the plane is, it's a." Gou Yu pointed to the sky and shouted.

"Close your mouth, what if you scare the enemy away!" Ma Chunhua's voice was louder than that of a dog, and she looked up at the sky with the guerrillas, and the plane really pulled a egg, and it was falling from the sky, looking at the distance, it should have fallen in the Huaijiang River.

Ma Chunhua became vigilant, could it be that Lao Chiang sent people to poison the river and murder the masses in the liberated areas?

"Dog leftover, you take two people to take a look." Ma Chunhua Road.

"Someone's coming." One of the team members shouted in a low voice, lying on the dirt road, his ears on the ground, and he could hear the sound from miles away, probably the arrival of Chiang's convoy.

Ma Chunhua instantly forgot about the on the plane, unscrewed the grenade cover and prepared to fight.

A few minutes later, the battle began, and the guerrillas completely annihilated the transport convoy, seized a large amount of food and ammunition, captured more than 10 enemy soldiers, blew up two vehicles, and smoothly transferred.

After going back and forth, Ma Chunhua forgot about it, and it wasn't until a month later that she met the secretary of the district party committee, and when she was chatting, she remembered it, and raised her voice, the secretary of the district party committee is a big boss, and she didn't understand this, so she only said that the next time she saw the secretary of the county party committee, she would report it, but in fact, she forgot it when she turned her head.

The eggs pulled by the plane are already lying quietly under the frozen Huai River.

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