Chiang Kai-shek thought that the attendants had put away the military newspaper. I didn't take it seriously, hung up the phone, and continued to deal with other official business.

Time has entered 1942, the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression has entered the fifth year, if you count from the 918 incident, it has been 12 years, if you count from the First Sino-Japanese War, China has been suppressed by its evil neighbor Japan for almost 50 years, people of insight know that it is almost impossible to defeat Japan with its own strength, and it is necessary to use the great powers to make a big turnaround.

Since the surprise attack on Pearl Harbor, the Japanese army has been invincible in the Pacific theater of operations, including Hong Kong, Guam, Manila, and the Shanghai Concession, and the British and American expatriates were imprisoned in concentration camps, and the army disarmed and surrendered, becoming the first batch of prisoners of war.

The more fierce the war became, the happier Chiang Kai-shek became, and it was better for Japan to offend Britain and the United States ruthlessly and not to the death, so that China could receive a large amount of aid and take this opportunity to turn over and realize national rejuvenation.

Thinking of this, he has a sense of ambition and fierceness, and the Chinese nation is in a deep disaster, and it is about to become one of the world's great powers in his own hands, what a glory and brilliance this is.

In front of such a grand goal, all troubles have become insignificant, such as Chen Zikun, an unstable and young guy, who directly transferred him to the reserves, and saved a lot of trouble.

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Chen Zhai, Chen Zikun's family is having dinner, today the Flying Tigers transferred to Chongqing, Chen Bei went home to visit, brought some Yunnan ham and a bag of rice, their Flying Tigers have a very high salary, and it is a hard currency dollar, almost not affected by inflation, although Chen Zikun is a general, but the issue is legal tender, converted into less than 50 US dollars, less than a fraction of his son.

The food on the table was very rich, but the atmosphere at home was not very good, everyone ate silently, not daring to talk more, Chen Bei didn't know what was going on, and kept giving his younger brother Xiaonan vegetables, and asked everyone: "Eat, why don't you eat?" ”

Xia Xiaoqing said: "Eat, what's the big deal, isn't it just not allowed to do it, there is no master here, there is a place to keep the master." ”

Chen Bei was surprised: "Who didn't let you do it?" ”

Xia Xiaoqing said: "Lao Jiang removed your father, and once he was pushed to the end, he lost any position, and he was directly transferred to the reserves." ”

Chen Beidao: "Dad is only forty years old, which is the golden age to serve the country, why did he transfer to the reserves." ”

Xia Xiaoqing snorted coldly and said, "This is called unloading the mill and killing the donkey." ”

Chen Zikun said lightly: "Xiaoqing, you don't have to say a few words." ”

Chen Bei's temper followed his mother, and he exploded at one point, and immediately slapped his chopsticks on the table and said: "It's just dereliction of duty, I'll go to them, find He Yingqin, find Chiang Kai-shek, and I'll question them face to face......"

"Shut up!" Chen Zikun shouted sharply, "What do you know about a little ensign, don't make trouble for adults." ”

In front of his father's majesty, Xiaobei still gave in, silently picked up the bowl to eat, but scolded the Military Affairs Department of the Military Commission in his heart.

Suddenly, I heard someone at the gate: "It's really early to come than to come by chance, just in time for dinner." ”

It turned out that his old friend Ruan Mingchuan had arrived, and Chen Zikun and he had been friends for 20 years, so naturally he didn't need to be polite, and greeted him directly: "Sit down quickly and eat together with a pair of chopsticks." ”

The subordinate added food to Ruan Mingchuan, and he kept saying, "Add more, add more." ”

Yao Yilei smiled: "Reporter Ruan, how long have you not eaten?" ”

Ruan Mingchuan said: "Hehe, I just ate it last year." ”

When the rice bowl was served, I saw his chopsticks flying up and down, constantly picking up vegetables, eating, the speed was jaw-dropping, everyone had eaten almost, simply stopped to watch him eat, and finally Ruan Mingchuan swept away all the plates on the table, there was not a drop of vegetable soup left, and a plate of Yunnan ham was long gone, Liu Ting was careful, seeing that Ruan Mingchuan's coat was worn badly, and the person was also black and thin, he was really hungry, so he asked the next person to cut another plate of ham to cook for him.

After eating and drinking, Ruan Mingchuan burped, picked his teeth, stroked his belly and said, "I haven't eaten so full for a long time." ”

Chan handed over a cigarette and asked him, "How did you get so down?" ”

Ruan Mingchuan said: "It's not that I'm down, it's everyone who is down, my general, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are at home, now the price of rice on the black market has risen to the sky, and it can rise three times a day, we cultural people, we can't pick on our shoulders, we can't lift our hands, we just count on that meager salary to get by, my monthly salary, I can't even afford ten catties of rice, I can only live by being a thing, I'm not afraid of your jokes, the family has run out of food, I'm here to borrow rice." ”

Chen Zikun said: "There is still half a pocket of rice in the kitchen, you can take it." ”

Ruan Mingchuan said okay, suddenly lowered his head, and after a while, his thin shoulders shrugged, and when he looked up again, he was already in tears.

"I'm also a senior newspaper person, I'm really ashamed to get into this step......" Ruan Mingchuan wiped a handful of tears, took a long breath, and seemed to spit out the resentment in his chest.

"Alas, it's still your military people who have a way."

Chen Zikun shook his head and said: "I am not a descendant of Huangpu, I have a hairy way, this morning the Military Commission just sent a document over, directly transferred me to the reserve, if it weren't for my son to be a pilot, this family would have to starve to death." ”

Ruan Mingchuan was filled with righteous indignation: "Who doesn't know that you are a tiger general, and the anti-Japanese resistance is at a critical juncture, and you cut off your arm, which is an act of betraying the country and collaborating with the enemy!" No, I'm going to write an article to scold them! ”

Chen Zikun said: "The news control is very strong, you better make less trouble for yourself, don't talk about those troubles, let's drink." ”

Turning his head, he said, "Bring the wine." ”

Xia Xiaoqing said angrily: "How can there be wine at home?" ”

"Then go buy it, get some more food, and I'll have two cups with Mingchuan."

"Didn't you just eat and drink? There are no doors. Xia Xiaoqing refused.

Chen Bei knew that his father wanted to borrow wine to drown his sorrows, so he said: "Dad, if you want to drink, you can go to the Air Force Club, where there is enough foreign wine." ”

Chen Zikun readily agreed, so Chen Bei drove his father and Uncle Ruan on the road in a jeep, the American-style little jeep was speeding on the street, Xiaobei drove the car out of the momentum of the plane, and the traffic police saw the pilot's car coming, and they blew their sirens from a distance, waving their batons to stop other cars and pedestrians, and ensuring that the air force's cars passed first.

"How's that, it's enough to drag." Chen Bei said triumphantly.

"Damn, it's more dragged than you back then." Chen Zikun scolded.

There are many cars parked at the entrance of the Air Force Club, there are military vehicles and cars with government license plates, the space inside is huge, the lights are dim and ambiguous, there are many soldiers sitting in front of the bar, everyone is accompanied by beautiful women, there are many small round tables and sofa chairs in the hall, which are also full of guests, and there is a billiards case in the distance, and several American young men in Air Force jackets are playing in ambush.

Chen Bei approached the bar, and immediately a handsome waitress asked him, "What do you want?" ”

"I want whiskey, what do you drink?" Chen Bei turned his head and asked.

Ruan Mingchuan said: "Let's have something enough." ”

Chan said, "Then double whisky." ”

Chen Zikun and Ruan Mingchuan are both massive, borrowing wine to drown their sorrows, and it doesn't take much effort to put an empty cup on the bar, and the cup in Chen Bei's hand has not been finished yet.

Suddenly a scream came, the waitress was pulled by a drunk in a suit and was about to kiss him, Chen Bei was about to go over to stop the wine glass, only to see a gust of wind blowing in front of him, the drunk had already been kicked away, fell on a table, smashed the wine bowl and wine bottle into a mess, several guests were splashed with wine, and stood up angrily.

Chen Zikun patted his right leg: "Xiaobei, your father is not old." ”

Chen Beida shouted: "Be careful! ”

A wine bottle smashed from the back of Chen Zikun's head, although the general was drunk, but the vigilance was still there, one side of the head, the wine bottle smashed on the shoulder, turned around and punched a straight fist, and the sneak attack guy was suddenly full of flowers.

"Hit!" Ruan Mingchuan waved his fist excitedly.

Seeing that three or four people on the other side were on the same page, Chen Bei hurriedly joined the battle, and the waitress handed over two empty beer bottles very intimately, and he took them over to join the battle group.

A scuffle unfolded in the club, with screams and bottles shattering, tables, chairs, bars, and lamps all destroyed, and when the gendarmes arrived, only two people were standing in the club: Chen Zikun and his son.

Chen Zikun had a fight, but his brain was clear, he was good at martial arts, one was worth ten pieces of cake, and he didn't even have a single injury on his body, Xiaobei practiced martial arts freely, he was young and strong, and no one could hurt him.

The last thing the gendarmes want to care about is the case of the Air Force Club, and the people who can come here to spend money are either rich or expensive, and they are all famous figures in Chongqing, and then there are those Flying Tigers who are not afraid of heaven and earth, and those are foreigners who are invited to help in the war at a high price, who dares to provoke.

Turning on the headlights and slowly lifting people out, a guy with a bloodstained face pointed at Chen Zikun and said, "He did it first, Captain Wang, arrest him!" ”

The gendarmerie captain walked over with glass slags all over the floor, looked at Chen Zikun, couldn't figure out his way, so he had to laugh and say, "Please go back to the gendarmerie with me to make a confession." ”

Chen Zikun stretched out his hands: "Cuff it." ”

Chen Bei stood in front of him: "You can't arrest him, he is righteous and brave." ”

The two American pilots swayed up from the ground, and also stood side by side with Chen Bei crossed, with cold eyebrows, and had the intention of fighting with the gendarmes again.

The captain of the gendarmerie was worried, and there was the sound of a car braking suddenly, followed by two air force officers who walked in and loudly announced: "The Flying Tigers are urgently assembled, there is a combat mission!" ”

"Let's go!" Chen Bei glanced at his father, Chen Zikun understood, and walked out with a young man with an injured leg, Ruan Mingchuan climbed out of the bar and followed behind.

The soldiers of the gendarmerie looked at each other, and no one dared to stop them, saying that the air force had a combat mission, and that they had detained people and delayed military affairs, and who could afford it.

The group left the club, jumped into the jeep and drove away, Chen Bei said: "Dad, Uncle Ruan, we have an urgent mission, first go to Baishiyi Airport, and then you go back by yourself, the provincial military police are looking for trouble." ”

Coming to the White Market Post Air Base, a P40 fighter was ready to go, Colonel Chennault was wearing a flight leather jacket and sunglasses standing majestically, his majestic eyes glanced at the three subordinates and two civilians who had just arrived, obviously they had just experienced a vicious fight, one of the young men was injured, his legs and feet were already unfavorable, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Colonel, you seem to be missing a pilot." Chan said.