The curator began to cry and said. "I went to several rail transport companies to entrust them with transporting our treasures to Dunkork. But a few of them offered prices that made me jaw-dropping. You know, we've been spending so much money these months, and the company is already in deficit. Some time ago, I made a little money by doing a show, but I have already invested all this money in the repair and test flight of the aircraft, you must know that just by repairing that simple runway, I am about to go bankrupt. And the transporters, the vampires, they cost me 80,000 euros for the cheapest! I can't really come up with the money right now, so ...... I had an idea on the way back, but ...... I don't know how to tell you. ”

"Say whatever you want, what are your plans in the current situation? What can I do for you? Xu Jun was already tired of the curator's roundabouts and corners.

"That'...... I'll just say it. Dear Xu, due to the current financial constraints of the museum, it is impossible to pay for the transportation of that plane for a while. So, I had the idea that since we couldn't transport that plane by train, we would just fly it over with this plane. After speaking, the curator showed his expectation to Xu Jun.

"What !!" Xu Jun was simply stunned by the curator's crazy plan.

"You're not kidding."

"Of course not" answered no.

"Are you crazy? Cal! ”

Xu Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief, "How can you have such crazy thoughts." You know, how fragile the structure of that plane is now. Flying to Dunkork was simply an impossible task. Leaving aside the trouble that the antique will have on a long-haul flight, I think it's a problem that she can even fly that far. Although the ME109E has a theoretical endurance of 700 km, which is enough to fly from here to Dun Cork, but now the endurance of the ME109E in our hands is no longer that far, in order to make her aging wings can withstand the pressure of flying, we removed her 400-liter main fuselage fuel tank, replaced it with a reduced 250-liter fuel tank, and installed the fuselage wing connection structure reinforcement parts in the original space. Even with the current fuel load, even if it is a supplementary fuel tank, it can only barely fly to the vicinity of Lille, France. And I can't guarantee that the engine built 70 years ago will run safely for that long now. You have known these things for a long time, but now you want me to fly such a plane across half of Europe, are you trying to murder me? Xu Jun felt that his emotions were starting to spiral out of control.

"Xu! Don't worry, listen to my careful analysis with you. The curator took a few steps back to the writing desk, and felt that he was not in danger of being beaten for the time being, so he calmed down and said, "I have already thought about it on the way back." Our ME109 may not be able to fly directly to Dun Cork, but we can stop and rest on the way. I have already contacted several airports along the way, and they are more than willing to provide support services for this expedition. We could fly to Strasbourg, then to Paris, and finally to Duncork, and you see, a long flight like this with a famous antique plane can be famous, and you can think of what a great honour it will bring to yourself, your family, your people, and your country. Back then, no matter where you went, people would treat you like a hero. Hahahaha, when you become famous, all the beauty and money will come to you. Hahaha, you'll thank me when the time comes. The curator couldn't help but start to get elated again, as if the success of this flight was a sure thing.

"Oh, will you become a hero and add honor to your family country, will you really be like what you say?" Xu Jun's tone began to soften, and he began to think that if this plan could really succeed, it might really be a good thing for the glory of the ancestors. Moreover, after so many years of the war, it is also interesting to be able to fly the famous ME109 in World War II over France, and you can also have one more "great cause" to brag about to your friends after returning home. If you are really famous, it may also help you develop your career in the future. However, he still calmly raised his concerns.

"But...... But if the plan fails, everything you say will come to naught, and my life may be in danger. I don't want to die for honor at such a young age. ”

"Dear Xu, I may not have confidence in others, but I have full confidence in you and me, I believe that you will be able to complete this flight. For me, for your honor. To prove that you are perfect with this aircraft restoration, you must complete this flight. You were involved in repairing the plane, have you lost confidence in your own abilities? You know the plane so well, what's the problem that would be difficult for you? Kid, I'm sure you'll accomplish this feat, and the Randolph Museum will go down in history because of you. Your parents will be proud of you, and your country will be proud of you. As soon as the curator saw that there was a door, he struck while the iron was hot and began to incite.

"Well, in that case, I'll give it a try......"

"Start!"

Xu Jun watched as the mechanic stood on the wing and turned the start handle playfully, and after a burst of bang, with a puff of green smoke and flames coming out of the exhaust pipe, the engine started and the propeller began to rotate slowly. As the engine speed increased, the propeller spun faster and faster, and began to raise dust behind the tail of the aircraft. The mechanic standing next to the plane pressed the work cap with one hand, and began to draw a circle in the air desperately with one hand, Xu Jun nodded to the mechanic, and began to retract and release the throttle back and forth for the final inspection of the engine before takeoff. Then adjust the engine speed to 1700 to transfer the engine to warm up. Then Xu Jun began to pull the cāo longitudinal rod back and forth, left and right, and pedaled the rudder back and forth to check the reaction of each cāo longitudinal plane. After getting the exact satisfactory result, Xu Jun felt a little relieved. Then Xu Jun began to check the readings and operation status of each instrument, turned on the auxiliary circuit switch, lowered the flaps, and checked the oxygen cylinder switch and safety belt.

As soon as I turned on the radio, the curator's call came from the headset, "Xu, Xu, can you hear me?" ”

"Roger, hear me clearly, Carl." Xu Jun sat in the cabin and looked outside, only to see the curator standing on the edge of the runway with a walkie-talkie waving to him.

"I see you." Xu Jun also waved his hand in the direction of the curator. "I've also seen the last thing I want to see right now." Xu Jun smiled wryly while thinking.

Behind the curator stood tens of thousands of onlookers, waving various slogans and flags, and frantically screaming and shouting. Hundreds of local scouts stood in front of the crowd to maintain order, sweating profusely. Countless flashing lights flickered one after another, and the cameras of various television stations swept back and forth between the crowd and the lone little plane on the runway.

"Now it's really hard to ride a tiger, and my family knows about it, and they also call to encourage. Even if I don't want to fly now, I can't do it. How could it be like this......" Xu Jun felt very depressed.

It turned out that after Xu Jun agreed to his crazy plan, the curator immediately began to contact the French Veterans Association, hoping that they could get permission from the French government to agree to fly across the border. Unexpectedly, the French agreed without saying a word, and apparently they were also very interested in the flight. As a result, when the French media learned about this, they immediately made a big fuss, and in one fell swoop, it finally attracted the attention of the media all over the world, and the current situation was created. Tens of thousands of spectators came from all over the world to watch the takeoff, and even the mayor of Frankfurt led a group of officials and representatives of the local garrison to attend the send-off ceremony. In fact, to be honest, this flight was not a big deal in the aviation world. However, because this time it was a young pilot from the mysterious East who flew the last original and antique fighter plane in Europe that could fly from the Second World War, flying halfway across Europe, Messerschmitt flew from Germany to Dunkork again 70 years later. These special factors, combined with the hype of the French, who have always loved romance, made this ordinary staged flight almost as great in the minds of ordinary people as Lindenberg flew over the Atlantic.

"Xu, I'm not wrong, now the whole of Europe is watching you, the whole world is watching you. You've got to succeed. You're going to be a hero! The curator's voice trembled with excitement.

"Carl, have you really contacted the radio navigation? Are those relay airports ready too? Xu Jun was a little nervous, feeling more and more afraid of this flight, and always felt as if there was something not very good.

"Of course, no problem, everything is under control." The curator looked confident.

"Well, I'm ready to take off at any time." After speaking, Xu Jun raised his thumb to the mechanic standing next to the plane, indicating that he was ready. The mechanic nodded, got under the wing, removed the wheel block, and then also gave Xu Junshu a thumbs up, indicating that the ground was fine.

"Take off, dear Xu, God is with you." The curator finally gave the order to take off.

"Understood, take off immediately, but Carl, I have one last question, I hope you can answer me truthfully, do you really not have the money to transport this plane by train?"

"Huh? Oh, my dear child, now explain it...... It's a hassle, so I'll answer your question after you land in Dunkork. I'll be waiting for you there. The old fellow looked at him left and right.

At this time, Xu Jun finally understood that this matter was completely calculated by this old fox from beginning to end. But now it's hard to ride a tiger by yourself, so you have to harden your scalp.

He roared, "Karl...... You old fox, you lied to me! I'm not done with you when I come down! Then gritted his teeth and pushed the accelerator hard, the engine immediately began to roar, and then the brakes were released sharply, and the plane began to slide towards the other end of the runway like a cannonball, and then gently raised its head and rushed towards the blue sky.

A poor innocent and hot-blooded young man is finally pushed by an old fox on a dangerous and glorious journey that he could never have imagined.

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