Before Ron's forced landing, the town he saw in the air was not far from the point where he landed, but in fact, due to the mountainous terrain of this generation, the road was winding, and the distance was actually much larger. In addition, the road conditions were not very good, and the car could not drive fast, so it was not until the sun was about to set that Ron and the others entered the small town.

It was a small city with old walls, not high, overgrown with all kinds of weeds, and a few dragon-like trees grew in a few cracked breaches. They stretch their dark green foliage under the golden red halo of the sunset, showing off their red and white flowers.

At the gate of the city there was a group of soldiers in khaki uniforms, and when they saw the convoy approaching, they tried to puff up their chests and make a very energetic appearance. But as the jeep slowly passed by them, Ron found that the soldiers were all very thin, almost like the hungry people in Africa that he had seen on TV in his previous life. It's just that at no time can Africa's hungry people stand as straight as they do.

The convoy drove along a narrow bluestone road to a stop at the gate of a compound with a sign that read "Xiangyun County Garrison Headquarters of the Republic of China," and Ron and McCain jumped out of the car.

McCain twisted his ass that was a little numb from the jolting (due to his height of more than 1.9 meters, this action was particularly exaggerated, and Ron almost laughed) and said to Ron: "It's counted, I said @一@本@read-novel xstxt you're hungry, I'm dying of hunger." ”

At this moment came out of the door a stocky officer, dressed in a crisp military uniform and a cleanly shaved beard on his double chin. The officer enthusiastically let Ron and the others in, but his dialect accent was so strong that although he said a lot, Ron didn't understand half of the words.

Fortunately, there is a translator next to it. The thin, white little face of the translator had a pair of thick glasses, and although he was wearing a military uniform, he felt more like a middle school student. And his English made Ron think that this was a middle school student who hadn't graduated. His Chinese-style English was almost harder than Chinese, and Ron had to combine his English with the fat officer's Chinese to guess what they were saying.

The fat officer said a lot, but the meaning expressed was actually quite simple, the first was nothing more than a bunch of hymns to Sino-US friendship, and the second was that he had already set up a banquet and was ready to wash the dust for his American friends.

Ron was indeed hungry, and after eating Western food for a long time, he did miss Chinese food a little. But after witnessing the strong man dying due to malnutrition and the soldier who looked like a reed wood stick at the gate of the city, he suddenly felt that he had lost his appetite when he looked at the smiling officer in front of him, who had clearly risen from the middle.

But before Ron refused, McCain stood up first: "Colonel Ron needs to rest and can't attend the banquet." And his body has yet to recover, and he can't eat foods that are not good for digestion, especially not those irritating things, such as chili peppers! ”

In the end, with the strong intervention of Dr. McCain, Ron was finally not dragged to participate in the "Rear Tight Food" activity, and of course, he did not make a tooth sacrifice, and only ate a bowl of noodles for dinner.

Early the next morning, Ron and Dr. McCain arrived at a small airport near the county seat. During World War II, the Americans built many airports in China, including more than 50 airports in Yunnan alone, one in almost every county, and some more than one.

The size of this airfield certainly cannot be compared with the Wujiaba airfield in Kunming, which has only a short runway and a squadron of P-40 fighters stationed.

By this time, the sun had risen so high, and the sun was shining on the P-40 planes parked on the tarmac with hideous shark mouths painted on them, glowing with a blazing white light, and the coolness of the early morning had long since disappeared, and it was now a little hot at the airport.

According to Ron's idea, the easiest way to go to Kunming is to fly directly to Wujiaba by flying the P-40 himself. However, it seems that Chennault did not intend to let Ron fly over on his own. He sent an AT-6 to pick up Ron, which was an advanced trainer plane. At the time of the reverse cross, Ron also flew, and as a trainer aircraft, this kind of aircraft can be called a classic. It was the second-most produced trainer aircraft in all of World War II, a ranking that speaks for itself.

Flying in the plane was a lieutenant named Qiao Yan, who told Ron as soon as he got off the plane that this time Ron had better be honest as a passenger. However, as a fighter pilot, Ron was not interested in flying an AT-6, just like a driver who was used to driving a racing car asked him to drive a tractor.

It was no longer possible to encounter Japanese planes in this airspace, so Ron was happy to take it easy. He honestly climbed into the back seat, then leaned back in his chair and began to close his eyes.

The distance between the two airports is actually not far, the air distance is only about 200 kilometers, although the AT-6 does not fly fast, but it only takes less than an hour to reach the sky over Wujiaba Airport.

During the Anti-Japanese War, Wujiaba Airport was the largest and busiest military airport in China. This is the terminus of the Hump route and the base camp of the 14th Air Force.

The AT-6 landed lightly on the runway, then turned a corner and taxied straight to a stop in front of a two-story building.

Led by Qiao Yan, Ron walked into the small building.

Qiao Yan took Ron to a bar first, then stepped aside to make a phone call.

Ron found himself a seat and sat down, and began to look around at the pilot's bar. In fact, each air force of the Army Airlines has a different temperament, and the easiest place to spot this difference is the bar. For example, in Li Mei's team, which emphasizes discipline, the pilot's bar is clear and well-organized, and it has completely become a pilot standby/lounge.

In the Bar of the 14th Air Force, the situation is completely different, compared to Li Mei's pilot's lounge, which is noisy and cluttered. The dark red curtains were tightly closed, blocking out the sunlight outside, filling the bar with an ambiguous dimness. The sound of singing from the gramophone wafted through the room.

Ron sat down on a couch, crossed his legs, and picked up a magazine that was placed on the coffee table. It was a Playboy, a magazine that was almost as much a necessity for the U.S. military as chocolate, and on the cover featured a scantily clad blonde smiling provocatively at Ron.

"Can I sit here?" A female voice rang out.

As soon as Ron looked up, he saw a female officer in a ** military uniform with a delicate melon seed face, with a long, curly perm hair, standing next to him with a drink.

"Oh, there's no one here, just sit down!"

The female officer sat down on the sofa next to Ron, and she gently crossed one leg, so the fork of the skirt of the women's military uniform opened slightly, so that the slender ** inside was half hidden and half exposed.

"You're a new pilot? I don't think I've seen you before. The female officer smiled politely at Ron.

"Yes, I didn't know you were ......"

The woman chuckled and held out a slender hand to Ron. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Li Li, and my English name is Lili. is a liaison officer for the Chinese Air Force. ”

"Pilot Ron, it's a pleasure to meet such a beautiful young lady as you here." Ron reached out, took her hand, and deliberately squeezed it gently.

The woman gently withdrew her hand and smiled ambiguously at Ron, "Mr. Ron, you won't always be such a gentleman, will you?" ”

Ron smiled and didn't answer. At this time, Qiao Yan, who had just left to make a call, came over.

"Colonel, the general is now preparing to go hunting with a Chinese general, ask if you are interested in going and having fun together."

"I can't ask for it." Ron knew that one of General Chennault's main hobbies in his life was fishing and hunting.

"Then let's go." "The jeep is right outside. ”

So Ron stood up and nodded slightly to the female officer named Lily: "Ah, what a coincidence, beautiful lady, I have to be out of company." Then he picked up the coat he threw on the sofa and walked out with Qiao Yan.

Behind him, the female officer looked at his back and said softly to herself, "A colonel who has never appeared, what is he here for?" Her eyes sparkled in the dimly lit bar, like a hound that had found its prey.

"Who is that woman? Something seems wrong. In the aisle, Ron talked to Qiao Yan as he walked.

"The liaison officer of the Chinese Air Force, Staff Officer Schroeder suspects that she is a military commander, well, a CIA agent of China - you know, although we are allies, it is common for us to play small tricks with each other."

"No wonder she comes up and accosting an unfamiliar face whenever she sees it."

"To be honest, if that Chinese girl is really an agent, then her espionage level is really average, but she looks really good, so we all like to tease her. Also, do you know what she's asking us for? ”

"For what?"

"In order to be able to use the supplies we give them more efficiently to make money on the black market. His immediate boss, Director Huang, is a big black marketeer. ”

……

There was a Willis jeep in the backyard, and Joe gave Ron to the car, waved him goodbye, and the jeep drove out of the yard.

After more than twenty minutes of driving, the jeep turned onto a mountain road, and then went around the mountains until Ron's head was almost dizzy, when a deep valley overgrown with tall trees appeared before his eyes. On the side of the road, there were also several soldiers in military uniforms with M1 carbines waiting there.

"Sir, it's here." The soldier who was driving stopped the car and said to Ron.

No sooner had Ron jumped out of the car than an American sergeant stepped up to him and told him that General Chennault was hunting in the valley and that he had been ordered to wait here to take Ron in. In addition, the general has a few good shotguns at his disposal, and Ron can choose one for himself when the time comes.