C-47 is a big guy.

The establishment of the independent company is 148 people, and Chu Ergou, who was killed and missing in the battle, was temporarily added to Nalan Xinghui, which is still 148 people.

But Nalan Xinghui and the officials took another plane and flew to the United States a few days earlier to prepare first.

In addition to the 22 elites drawn from various theaters across the country, a total of 169 people went to the United States.

The elites from various theaters were well-informed, and the soldiers of the independent company were on a plane for the first time, looking up at the big guy in front of them at close range, and they were a little overwhelmed.

The shop is a big bully.

The plane was so big that the soldiers felt very small.

They usually just look up to see fighter jets flying overhead in the sky, and it is the first time they have seen such a big thing appear in front of them.

The Mustang P-51A I saw in the desert was nothing compared to the C47 in front of me, and it was not on the same level.

The soldiers of the Brotherhood were neatly dressed, except for the Zhongzheng rifles they were accustomed to, they were all new from the inside out, and even the steel helmets were brand new, with the blue sky and white sun emblem printed on the front of the steel helmet, and the eye-catching company emblem embroidered on the left shoulder of the new uniform, the lion awakening.

Everyone, lined up in several columns and waiting to get on the plane, was excited.

The entrance to the cabin is opened from the inside of the aircraft.

The soldiers have spicy eyes...

Because

Out of the entrance of the plane came two blonde and blue-eyed female soldiers, wearing pink berets and long curly hair, perfectly interpreting their style and heroic appearance.

“Hello！”

The female soldiers looked at a group of Chinese soldiers with yellow faces and thin muscles and thin bodies, and waved their hands and greeted them warmly.

"Clam cuddle!"

A couple of timid soldiers responded with a lame colloquialism.

A group of people, as long as one of them has the courage to gain weight first, the rest of the gall will also fatten.

Some soldiers "Hello"

There is "Hello! ”

And some of them are directly "good"

No way, the accent is different in each place, and the pronunciation is naturally different.

The two American female soldiers laughed so happily, and they could see that this group of Chinese soldiers was very simple, very shy, and their English was even more lame.

To put it crappily, it's fun.

The two female soldiers were warm and polite, smiling.

The U.S. military has ordered to give warm hospitality to the Chinese guests, and they are excellent and good friends of the United States.

The soldiers stepped onto C-47 in order.

The two American female soldiers were so enthusiastic that the faces of every soldier who got on the plane were still red.

Looking at these goods under his hands, Yan Zhi was very helpless, they were fierce and calm on the battlefield, but when they saw the beautiful girls, they became like cats one by one, and they blushed like monkeys when they said a word.

Entering the interior of the plane, the soldiers reached out to touch the inner compartment of the plane before they could sit down.

Oh my goodness, this plane is so good!

It's huge!

After taking this plane, there is one more capital to pretend to be forced from then on.

The soldiers only hated that the moment they boarded the plane, their relatives and friends and neighbors did not see it, at this time, it would be good if there was a camera, take a picture, and let Chief Yan write a few words on his behalf and send it home, don't envy those little friends in the village, that is, those big people in the village who have heads and faces, seeing themselves dressed in such a spirited manner, sitting on such a big guy's plane and flying to the United States to participate in the celebration of the United Nations General Assembly, will also look at their families differently from now on.

Although there are thousands of people who have served as soldiers, I am a bit different from the others.

Remember, the UN General Assembly, alas! It's not for cats and dogs.

The engine of the plane made a huge roar, and suddenly, the soldiers' blood boiled, and it was the first time to fly to the United States on such a large plane, which was an honor.

In China, the best unit was the 74 Division, equipped with American equipment.

Is the 74th Division awesome with us?

We went to the United States, and we were treated as heroes, and we helped the United States recapture the atomic bomb blueprints (secret, we can't say anything to the outside world), and we did the Americans a great favor, and even President Roosevelt of the United States was going to receive us.

Is the 74th Division awesome with us?

Of course not.

The soldiers of the Brotherhood looked at the white clouds floating around them, and they felt as if they were in a dream.

It feels a little unreal.

Not long ago, they were all death row prisoners, waiting to eat peanuts and then kick their legs and braids to eat soil, but now they are all heroes, elites in the army who are pinned on by the old man of Chongqing and the highest commander of the war zone.

The soldiers knew that all this was due to Commander Yan.

Without Chief Yan, most of them would have been burdened with shame and buried in the eternal loess.

After looking at Huizhou City and watching the war zone gradually disappear from sight, the soldiers were not happy for long, and the plane encountered a storm, and the fuselage shook and tossed violently.

The soldiers, who were on the plane for the first time, began to get restless.

Two American women soldiers told the soldiers not to worry, the C-47 is the best plane in the world and can land us safely in the United States.

The plane was getting more and more turbulent, moving in and out of the clouds, like a small boat, fluttering up and down with the waves in the endless sea.

The soldiers couldn't take it anymore.

The excitement just now is gone, and now they just want to get off the plane.

Or solid on the ground.

Yan Zhi frowned, his head was a little dizzy, and he felt a little nauseous.

Although he often flew before the crossing, the C-47 aircraft at this time was too far from the Airbus 308 of the 21st century in terms of comfort and performance.

The smell in the cabin was too bad.

The soldiers couldn't stand it anymore.

All the internal organs are going to be shaken out.

The sudden ghost weather caught all the crew members off guard, and the two American female soldiers knew that it would not be long before the group of Chinese soldiers could not hold on and began to vomit.

But they couldn't help it.

If these more than 100 people vomited, the plane would be a mess.

It's scary to think about.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it back.

It's Zhao Fugui.

That's right, it's Zhao Lao, who ate a lot before getting on the plane.

Zhao Fugui hoped that he was not the first person to vomit, so he kept desperately holding on to prevent the rice that had reached his throat from spitting out. Such a clean and beautiful plane, if you let yourself spit out for the first time, you will become the laughing stock of the entire company from now on.

Although he knew that other people would eventually vomit, he didn't want to be the first person.

In fact, at this time, everyone who wants to vomit thinks like this in their hearts, and they all wish that someone would take the lead quickly.

When the plane just rushed out of the sky and bumped into another dark cloud, Zhao Fugui finally couldn't stand it.

Zhao Fugui had an idea, took off his steel helmet,

Wow......

"Zhao Lao picks ghosts!"

As a result, there was an astonishing standard action in the cabin to take off the steel helmet.

The soldiers began to vomit.

Yan Zhi had no problem, but the smell in the cabin was too strong, and he felt a little disgusting.

Looking at the appearance of Zhao Fugui searching his stomach beside him, Yan Zhi frowned: "Be careful, don't spray into the cabin." As he spoke, he inadvertently glanced at Zhao Fugui's steel helmet.

Last night, the military headquarters of the theater sent a big meal of fish and meat, which made everyone in the independent company eat and drink a big meal, and the fish and meat that were not eaten last night were eaten again before they got on the plane today.

In Zhao Fugui's steel helmet, there was fat pork that had just been eaten and had not been fully digested, and it was shaking with the bump of the plane.

When the chief said this, Zhao Fugui was about to squirt out, but he swallowed back with a "grunt".

Yan Zhi couldn't suppress the nausea in his heart anymore, and he didn't have time to scold "Zhao Lao on the dog day", so he quickly took off his steel helmet and spit it out.