When Bai Zhizhan followed Zhou Yongtao to the deck, the transport boat carrying more than a dozen people had been hoisted up.

In the distance, a patrol plane is slowly sinking and is about to be swallowed by the sea.

Two of them were Praetorian Guard officers and soldiers on the "Imperial Capital", with submachine guns. There were also seven pilots, the last two of whom were prisoners in the uniforms of the Narrow Navy.

Among them, the one with a grim face is still a major general!

That's right, it's Major General Zesan, commander of the Fifth Air Force.

The year before last, during the Guia joint exercise initiated by the Nuland Federation, Bai Zhizhan had met him. Although his current appearance is very embarrassed and his expression is very depressed, his appearance has basically not changed, and when he saw Bai Zhizhan, the shocked look he showed also showed that he was Zesan.

There is no doubt that Zhou Yongtao's previous guess was right.

Before this, Ze San definitely didn't think that it was Bai Zhizhan who commanded the Third Air Task Force!

"You ......"

"General Zesan, don't you know me?"

Zesan's facial muscles twitched a few times, because he refused to shake hands when Bai Zhizhan took the initiative to greet him at the drinking party after the exercise the year before.

It's not that Bai Zhizhan was a soldier of the Imperial Navy, but because Bai Zhizhan was only a colonel at that time, and he was a rear admiral.

"Take General Zesan down, treat him well, and don't slack off!"

When he made this order, Bai Zhizhan suddenly felt a little ridiculous, feeling that he had become a villain and a villain, persecuting decent and good people.

In the storytelling, aren't the big bad guys all like this tone and tone?

Of course, this is just a delusion.

It was only after the Praetorian Guards took Ze San and another captured Navy officer that Bai Zhizhan stepped forward and took the initiative to greet the pilots.

They are from a crew, and the captain is Second Lieutenant He Weigui!

In the afternoon, He Weigui's luck was not good. The cloud was not large, and it flew out quickly, and then it was attacked by two Zeros in turn.

Fortunately, the "Fat Swan" is not only fat, but also strong enough.

Three eight-millimeter machine guns were also not ornaments, and they were no small threat to the Zero Battle, which was not a sturdy one.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, receiving hundreds of 7.7-millimeter bullets and more than a dozen 20-millimeter shells, the "fat swan" once again burrowed into the cumulonimbus clouds. Good luck this time, the clouds were big enough. It was also through this cloud that He Weigui and the others got rid of the two Zero Battles.

It's just that I can't be happy at all.

Three crew members were injured, but fortunately all were minor and not life-threatening.

The point is that two engines were blown out, and the left wing fuel tank and the three fuel tanks of the rear fuselage were punctured, leaking hundreds of liters of fuel.

In addition, a lot of equipment has been bulleted, both radios have been damaged, and other systems can fail at any time.

What's even worse is that when dodging the fighters, He Weigui flew into the clouds without paying attention to the direction.

As a result, by the time it was determined that it had gotten rid of the enemy aircraft, the "Fat Swan" had already flown more than a hundred kilometers in the southeast, that is, with its back to Foot Island.

Thankfully, this is a maritime patrol aircraft, a real seaplane!

After landing on the sea, He Weigui and his team tossed for several hours, and it took a lot of effort to block all the gun holes on the fuselage at the bottom of the ship and not let the plane sink. Then, after a long period of work, it was finally determined that it would take a miracle to fly back in this patrol plane.

Repair?

Stop dreaming!

During these few hours, the biggest gain was that the navigator repaired the broken sextant and roughly measured the sea area.

For this reason, it is also known which direction to fly.

Towards half-past four, the "fat swan" glided on the surface of the sea for several kilometers, and after the crew had lost almost all the useless items, it finally took off.

More than an hour later, that is, before six o'clock, He Weigui and the others arrived over the battlefield.

The first round of strikes has long since ended, but the second round has not yet arrived, and there are quite a few enemy ships on the sea, and there are still many enemy officers and men floating on the sea.

He Weigui didn't want to get into trouble.

It is already a miracle that the "fat swan" can fly, and if it is beaten by an anti-aircraft gun again, it will have to go to the sea to fill the belly of the shark.

To do this, he decided to bypass the 5th Air Force.

Because the Fifth Air Force was sailing north, it must have to be avoided to the south.

It is precisely in this way that I have picked a big bargain.

That's probably what the phrase "bitter and sweet" means.

After flying southwest for about ten minutes, the co-pilot saw two people floating on the sea, and it was 6:15 a.m.

Probably influenced by the glow of the setting sun, the co-pilot assumed that they were two pilots of the Imperial Navy.

The key, one of them uses a mirror or other smooth object to shine a reflective eye on the patrol aircraft to attract the attention of the co-pilot.

It's not a call for help, what is it doing with a reflective illumination of a patrol aircraft?

Of course, this judgment is also reasonable.

The "Wasp" is a two-man crew, and it is more than 10 kilometers away from the battlefield, and there are no narrow warships nearby, so it must be a pilot.

Even it may be a fighter pilot of the Narrow Navy, but you will know it when you fish it out.

In addition, the "Fat Swan" has been flying for more than an hour, burning several hundred liters of fuel, so it can still continue to fly with two people.

He Weigui didn't say much and flew back in the "Fat Swan".

Before scooping up the two people, in fact, before they were fished up, He Weigui knew that the co-pilot had mistaken it, and it was not the pilot of the Liang Xia Navy at all, nor the pilot of the Narrow-Yi Navy, but two officers of the Narrow-minded Navy who knew their status at a glance.

Why?

Neither of them carried weapons such as pistols, and when captured, they were both unruly.

While resisting, the younger one also wounded a crew member.

If He Weigui didn't understand the laws of war and had a strong sense of responsibility, he would definitely throw these two shrimps into the sea as soon as possible.

In addition, you have to stab them hard a few times to lure the sharks over.

Don't forget, this is the warm south of Zhuhai, the water temperature in winter is not less than 15 degrees Celsius, and the most important thing is hungry sharks.

And that's not all.

It can be said that the time is coming.

Shortly after the re-takeoff, at about 6:50 a.m., a group of fighter jets flew overhead.

In the night sky, the lights on the fighter jets are shining brightly, and it is like the North Star guiding home!

Because the fuel gauge was broken, I don't know how long the remaining fuel can fly, and even if this seriously damaged "fat swan" flies back, it can only be scrapped, so after discussing with several crew members, He Weigui decided to fly with the fighter, to be precise, in the direction of the fighter's return.

That's right, that's the fighter in the second attack group!

Although the speed is much slower than that of a fighter, the direction is not wrong.

It was precisely because of this that He Weigui and the others flew over the Third Air Task Force.

After seeing the "Imperial Capital", He Weigui flew directly over, landed next to the aircraft carrier, and then fired a signal flare requesting rescue.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it hits or not, the lookout of the aircraft carrier has long seen it and recognized it as a patrol plane.