At Taiyuan Airport, Chief Yan's special plane was already quietly parked on the runway.

This is a DC-3 civil airliner, the masterpiece of the American Douglas Aircraft Company, it can be said that it is the first real civil airliner, including the Republic of China, at that time the vast majority of the world's civil aviation companies used this aircraft, DC-3 passenger aircraft produced a total of more than 13,000 units, which is unprecedented in the history of civil aviation.

The military version of the DC-3 is the famous C-47, which was the main transport aircraft of the U.S. military in the early days of World War II.

As a lover of military history, Yue Weihan knows the main aircraft of various countries during World War II.

Before the truck stopped, Chu Zhongtian had already jumped out of the carriage with 30 special operations elites like dumplings, and the special plane that was about to stop on the runway was surrounded by it, as an attendant adjutant, Chu Zhongtian's main concern was always Yue Weihan's safety, before Yue Weihan boarded the plane, he had to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the plane, and no hidden corners could be let go.

Yue Weihan did not stop Chu Zhongtian's inspection action, and under the pressure of the American political axe, Chairman Jiang might not dare to do anything to Yue Weihan, but it is difficult to say to Boss Dai, in case this military commander sends someone to put a time bomb in the corner of the special plane on a whim, then Yue Weihan will wait for the high-altitude disintegration.

The examination lasted a full hour before it ended.

Only then did Chu Zhongtian allow Yue Weihan to board the plane, and let the 20 bazookas and 50 boxes of rockets brought by the same car be loaded onto the plane.

Soon, there was a loud roar from the aircraft engines.

Immediately, the plane began to slide, and after taxiing on the runway for some distance, the DC-3 passenger plane carrying Yue Weihan suddenly jumped upwards and plunged headlong into the dark night sky.

………… Yunnan, Kunming Flight Base.

At six o'clock in the morning, the Flying Tigers' dormitory building was still brightly lit.

Through the bright window, it can be clearly seen that on the dance floor in the hall on the second floor, there are more than a dozen American GIs writhing and dancing with a slender woman wearing a cheongsam.

This is the American pilots of the Flying Tigers, and it is difficult to measure them by simple standards of right and wrong.

They received a high salary of $600 a month, and a bonus of $500 for each enemy plane shot down; they were free and careless, had no sense of discipline, and had serious excess energy, and often went out on the streets to harass the big girls and little daughters-in-law in Kunming.

However, it must be admitted that these American pilots fought valiantly in the air.

Americans advocate freedom, extremely worship individual heroism, and are extremely adventurous, so these young people from the United States have an unimaginable enthusiasm for air warfare; every time a plane comes to bomb Kunming, and every time Chennault's early warning system is discovered, these Flying Tigers will rush to the airport with a roar and take off into the air.

Of course, the flight experience and air combat skills of these "thorns" are far inferior to those of the pilots of the Japanese army.

The P-40 fighter of the Flying Tiger was also weaker than the Zero fighter of the Yue Army, but Chennault summed up a set of air combat tactics that could be called "ahead of the times" at that time - the tactics of wolf packs in the air!

At that time, the world's aerial combat was basically a one-on-one combat mode, with few exceptions.

The so-called one-on-one combat means that when the fighters of the two sides encounter each other in the air, the pilots of both sides will invariably choose an enemy plane to fight, and unless there is a huge disparity in the number of fighters of the two sides participating in the air battle, there will never be a scene in which several planes fight one plane in groups.

Chennault, however, broke out of this mindset.

Chennault's concept of air combat is that no matter how many enemy planes come, the Flying Tigers must ensure that three to five planes will fight one of the enemy's planes in a group, and after shooting down that enemy plane, they will continue to look for the next target.

On the other hand, the Army Air Force, on the other hand, was unable to turn this corner due to its rigid tactics, and as a result, it suffered a great loss from the Flying Tigers in World War II; historically, the Flying Tigers (later reorganized as the 14th Air Force of the United States Air Force) shot down more than 2,600 military planes, but their own combat losses were negligible.

Of course, at this time, the Flying Tigers were still the surname of the volunteers, including the ground crew, the personnel were less than 200 people, and the fighters only had three flight squadrons and less than 100 P-40 fighters, and nearly half of the fighters could not take off into the air because of mechanical failures or lack of spare parts.

Of the 3 flight squadrons, 2 are stationed at Kunming Airport and 1 is stationed at Baoshan Airport.

The time was only six o'clock in the morning, and the sky in Kunming was still dark and gloomy, however, without warning, a piercing assembly call sounded in the Kunming flight base, and the American GIs who were sleeping on the second floor hurriedly jumped up from the woman or from the bed, and hurriedly rushed to the field to assemble urgently.

Chennault, who was carrying the rank of colonel, was already standing upright on the field.

Before coming to China, Chennault was very unsatisfactory in the US Air Force because he was open-mouthed and casually criticized his superiors regardless of time or occasion, so he was very unsatisfactory in the US Air Force, serving for more than 20 years, and only became a captain, while many of his comrades-in-arms who entered the Air Force service unit at the same time had already been promoted to colonel, major general, and even lieutenant general.

However, when he arrived in China, Chennault was transferred.

A few days ago, General Stilwell, chief of the General Staff of the Allied Chinese Theater, and the Allied General Headquarters sent him telegrams asking for his opinion on the reorganization of the Flying Tigers into the 14th Air Force of the US Air Force, and Chennault was also promoted to major general, officially joining the ranks of US generals.

About five minutes later, more than 100 disheveled Flying Tigers formed a crooked formation on the field.

Chennault's brows couldn't help frowning, this group of rabbits is used to being free and loose, where is there still the appearance of soldiers? If you really want to enter the regular army of the U.S. Air Force, can Stilwell, that Puritans, stand it? Not to mention anything else, just the more than fifty dusty women hired in the dormitory building are enough for this old man to thunder, right?

"Head, it's only past six o'clock, why did you wake us up so early?"

"God, you're not going to get us up and have a morning break, are you?"

"? Oh my God, spare me. ”

The Flying Tigers began to mumble and tease.

"Shut your beaks for me." Chennault didn't have a good air, "Leave for the airport immediately, all the planes that can be lifted into the air are all in the air, today we have to escort a big man's landline, this is an order issued by the Military Commission, if you don't want to be fired, just keep your mouth shut obediently and work hard!" ”

The Flying Tigers hurriedly boarded the jeep like rabbits.

Chennault's threat hit them to the core, and this group of "cowboys" had become accustomed to the current life of drunken adventure, and once they were fired by the National Axe and lost their high-paying job with a monthly salary of $600, it would be unacceptable for them to return to the US Air Force to serve and receive a monthly salary of $150.

………… Yunnan, Baoshan Airport.

Half an hour ago, Yue Weihan's plane had landed at Baoshan Airport.

After a long-distance flight of more than 2,000 kilometers, the range of the DC-3 passenger plane has reached the limit, if you do not replenish the fuel, it is estimated that it will not fly to Myanmar and crash halfway.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, two escort squadrons departing from Kunming Airport flew over Baoshan, and immediately Yue Weihan's plane slid off from Baoshan Airport and took off, and after completing the formation in the air, they roared towards the Hukang River valley in northern Burma.

………… Northern Myanmar, Hukang River Valley.

Seven divisions of the Chinese Expeditionary Force have been deployed along the river valley and are building fortifications.

It must be said that the tactical command ability of the senior generals is really lacking, and the positions of the seven divisions are still laid out straight, with neither defensive depth nor reserves, and if the army comes to attack, it only needs to break through the defense line of any one of the divisions, and the entire defense line will collapse in an instant, and the artillery positions behind the defense line will be completely exposed, leaving it to be eaten.

The tank regiment's more than 80 T-26 tanks and more than 100 armored vehicles were not used in a centralized manner, but were evenly arranged in forward positions.

Stilwell questioned this, but no one paid any attention to him.

At this point, Stilwell also recognized the reality, he, the chief of the general staff of the Chinese theater, was completely a decoration, except for Sun Liren's new 36th Division, others did not like him at all, Stilwell did not have any illusions that Yue Weihan could obey his command, he only hoped that Yue Weihan would not stubbornly and stupidly blindly follow the orders of "Peanut".

"Look, planes! Lots of planes! Several [***] soldiers suddenly shouted.

Stilwell raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that a large group of planes had been pressed from the northeast direction, and then there was a huge roar of planes in the sky, and the officers and men who were building fortifications hurriedly put down their sapper shovels and set up a Makqin heavy machine gun at the fastest speed, ready to strafe the air.

"Flying Tigers, that's the Flying Tigers!" Suddenly, a sharp-eyed soldier shouted.

The group approached quickly, Stilwell put his hand on the awning and looked intently, and sure enough, he saw that most of the planes were painted with shark patterns on the nose, and from a distance, these shark patterns were like big tigers with fangs, and the people of Kunming who had never seen sharks misunderstood that they were big tigers, which gave them the name of the Flying Tigers.

At a glance, Stilwell saw the DC-3 airliner surrounded by dozens of P-40 fighters.

Suddenly, Stilwell's heart moved, it seemed that the new commander of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, Yue Weihan, had arrived, this guy really did what he said, and actually rushed to Burma before noon, but Myitkyina had already been lost, and there was no military airport in the Hukang River Valley, how could the plane land? Could it be ...... Parachuting?

After the group circled twice over the Hukang River Valley, the DC-3 passenger plane under the protection of the Flying Tigers suddenly began to reduce its flight altitude and landed straight towards the open rice field at the mouth of the valley. The slightest mistake will destroy the plane and kill people!

………… In the air, the Flying Tigers' call channel has exploded.

When they first set off from Kunming Airport, the members of the Flying Tigers were full of stomachs, and they didn't know how many times they cursed Yue Weihan, the so-called "big man" who disturbed their dreams, in their hearts, but after completing the formation flight over Baoshan Airport, these American cowboys immediately changed their perception of Yue Weihan.

Because the Flying Tigers found out that the person who piloted the plane was actually Yue Weihan himself!

For Yue Weihan, what is a propeller plane? He has flown more complex jet fighters!

Yue Weihan only did a few simple flying stunts, coupled with fluent English, and immediately won the approval of the Flying Tigers, Yue Weihan half-jokingly and half-seriously promised that if he caught a beautiful female prisoner of war in Burma, he would be given priority to the flight base in Kunming, and immediately won the great favor of these American soldiers.

Of course, Yue Weihan didn't intend to give it away in vain, and he would have to let these American soldiers have some blood when the time comes.

These American ruffians received a high salary of $600 a month, and a bonus of $500 for the next plane, which was a rich man in Kunming, and you must know that the dollar was quite valuable at that time, and the handmade Rolls-Royce was only $20,000 a piece, and a brand-new Warhawk fighter or a Sherman tank that had just left the factory was only $50,000.

Moreover, 1 US dollar is equivalent to 4 Chinese silver dollars, and the price of pork in Kunming at that time was only 1 jiao, 5 cents and 1 catty, if all converted into pork, these American ruffians can buy 16,000 catties of a month's salary, enough for 5,000 people to eat for half a month! The American ruffians are so rich, who will they kill if they don't slaughter?

Besides, the group of Flying Tigers saw that Yue Weihan was preparing to make a forced landing, and they immediately blew up the pot, and this group of American soldiers and ruffians were still full of hope that Yue Weihan could fight a few big victories in Burma, and then send them a few female prisoners of war Yinle Yinle, they didn't want to see Yue Weihan die because of his mistakes.

However, the Flying Tigers' worries are completely unnecessary.

A few minutes later, the DC-3 passenger plane piloted by Yue Weihan landed steadily in the rice field.

(To be continued)