Chapter 374: Landing
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It is really the instinct of human beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and when Zhu Cong saw the notice posted by the Provisional Executive Committee at the door of the canteen about the recruitment of helicopter pilots, he decisively chose to be invisible. Look at the joke! Playing with helicopters at the end of the nineteenth century, once encountering a critical situation such as a crash or forced landing outside, the situation of the wrecked pilot is much more difficult than that of the eagle pilots in "Black Hawk Down", and no one can imagine what terrible tricks those superstitious aborigines will sacrifice?
As a civilian who arrived on the Liaodong Peninsula in D+15, Zhu Cong did not choose to join the armed forces at the first time but chose to continue to be a civilian, and I believe that not many people will blame him. But after being kicked and blown up that he had experience in piloting helicopters, Zhu Cong felt that if he hid and hid again, he would be looked down upon.
After all, no one who comes here is obliged to stand guard for others, everyone is trying to survive in this era to give full play to their strengths and contribute to this collective, why don't you fly a helicopter because you are afraid of death!?
Without any suspense, Zhu Cong was assigned by Hao Dajian to pilot the UH-60 utility helicopter, which is also the "Black Hawk" helicopter that is widely known to military fans in the 21st century.
"I'm rubbing, do you want to be so ruthless? Come up and play such an inauspicious thing! Why don't we go and fight that 'Sea King' first? 'Black Hawk' is too special, Ruixiang is his own person! Zhu Cong, who was sitting in the cockpit of the UH-60, did not forget to complain to the half-haired pilot of the "battlefield poisoned milk" who served as his co-pilot.
"Cut, did the Mi-24 fall less in Afghanistan? Do you see what I've complained about? Don't worry, we have the blessing of the god of crossing, and we can't fall! The co-pilot comforted.
"Then can you please explain the 'North American Mustang' crash, was the god of crossing napping at that time?" Zhu Cong complained that he was a good hand.
"Shut up! I hope your driving skills are comparable to your spitting skills! Come on, let's go out and have a look! The co-pilot can't stand this talk anymore.
Zhu Cong piloted the "Black Hawk" helicopter around the Liaodong Peninsula, during which he successfully completed various technical actions instructed by the co-pilot. It is no exaggeration to say that the level of this rich second-generation helicopter is several grades higher than his skill in repairing things, and he is at a high level like his complaining level.
After all, he himself has been flying the Mi-24 for more than a year, and the total flight time accumulated is probably a little more than a little more than that of the rich second generation who started playing helicopters at the age of eighteen.
However, the half-haired pilot also added a chilling note to the remarks column of these high-rated items without exception - all the above scores were obtained by the pilot in good weather conditions and without firefights, and the superiors must pay attention to this premise when evaluating the pilot's ability.
His meaning couldn't be more obvious, I don't know if this eldest young master can still perform like this in bad weather or in the face of fierce battles, the answer to this question is currently known only to God.
In any case, the traversers have finally temporarily gotten rid of the embarrassing situation of being both a father and a mother of the "battlefield poisonous milk", at least now when they engage in a helicopter airdrop or airdrop, there will be a maneuverable armed helicopter on the side to act as a ground guard.
Maozi was still dragging its march to the south in the northeast of China, and the fleet sent to the South Pacific had reached the ocean near West Borneo. The Dutch navy, which had been warned by John Bull, had not dared to cruise in the waters around this place a few weeks ago, and there were no more senior staff members of the Dutch East India Company in the territory of the former Republic of Lanfang.
The departure of the Dutch East India Company's senior staff plunged the colonial mercenaries and traitors who had defected to the East India Company into a chaotic carnival. Those who did not leave West Borneo had to face the bad luck of being sheared again, and extortion, kidnapping, robbery, and even more egregious atrocities began to befell the local Chinese.
Seven or eight years ago, Luo Yibo was able to lead the Lanfang Republic Army to demarcate the border with the Dutch, but because of his internal infighting, he fell into a desperate situation where only a few dozen guns were hiding in Tibet. They are also powerless against the new round of brutal plundering of the Chinese currently launched by the Dutch mercenaries and traitors led by Wu Guier.
"Great Commander, the actions of these people have been quite suspicious recently, the leaders of those East India Companies have not shown up for many days, it can't be that Luo Yibo is going to fight back again, right?" Wu Guier said to Liu Enguan, the last great ruler of the Lanfang Republic.
Although the Dutch had demolished the council of the former Lanfang Republic in Dongwanlu and occupied the gold mines in this area, and controlled the taxation, administration and judicial power, the Dutch were still afraid of offending the Lord Manchurian, so they still did not dare to claim the occupation of the Lanfang Republic to the outside world. The Dutch brought out Liu Enguan, the last ruler of the former Lanfang Republic, to form a puppet regime in order to convey the message to the outside world that the region was still controlled by the Chinese regime.
"Well, these people have always been greedy for power and money, and somehow recently they have allowed their native soldiers and horses to plunder wantonly, and many gold mines have been looted by the chaotic soldiers and horses, which is really incomprehensible!" Liu Enguan was also confused about the current chaos.
In fact, Liu Enguan had a brother-in-law who served as a minor diplomatic official of the Manchurian people in Penang, and at this time he already knew that there was a force in China that claimed to be the Great Song Dynasty. But with his IQ, I'm afraid it's impossible to connect the current chaos in West Borneo with the Great Song Dynasty thousands of miles away.
Just when Liu Enguan and the other traitors were still confused, an indigenous force with about a company of about one company had landed in Songbai Bay near Dongwanlu, and Liang Luyi and his party landed along with these soldiers and horses from the Liaodong Peninsula.
According to Lu Xiaobei's plan, Liang Luyi would collect the costumes of the locals for these indigenous soldiers, and then disguise the upcoming wave of military strikes against the Dutch East India Company by the crossing crowd as an uprising of the people of the former Lanfang Republic against tyranny. At that time, the Crossing Congregation will intervene in West Borneo in the form of accepting an invitation from the rebels to investigate the massacre against the Chinese in the region.
Of course, with the current relationship between the Crossing Masses and John Niu, they can take advantage of the Niuniu Navy's hegemony in the South Pacific to easily squeeze the Dutch out of the territory of the former Lanfang Republic. But the establishment of a pro-Song regime in West Borneo was only one of the purposes of the operation, and how to stir up trouble in an area and control the development of the situation behind the scenes was also one of the important subjects of the MIA's trip.
Lu Xiaobei has to test his brewing plan in practice, in order to prepare for solving the ambitious neighbor once and for all. It's going to be the next broken Syria, well, only a divided footpot chicken is a good footpot chicken! For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.