Journalists in Chongqing's press circles are no strangers to this farmer. He is none other than General Chen Zikun, who has always been at the forefront of public opinion, and when he heard that he had recently left Chongqing, he did not expect that he would be silent for less than two months, and once became the focus of the news.

Chen Zikun stood at the entrance of the cabin and waved his hand, he was tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, five locks of long hair fluttering, really about the wind of Yue, the magnesium lights flashed below, Lao Chen put on a full posture before coming down, and suddenly a group of reporters surrounded him, holding paper and pens and noisily mentioning various questions.

"Please interview the real Silver Heroes, I'm just hitching." Chen Zikun blew the reporters away with a single sentence, leaving only one American female reporter.

"Hi, how are you?" Catherine of the New York Times. Stanley smiled and held out his hand to her old friend.

"It's such a pleasure to meet you." Chan hugged Catherine warmly, but his eyes were looking around.

"Don't look at it, your daughter is still studying in the United States, with my Elizabeth, but old Sean is also coming to China, and you will be able to meet him soon." Catherine said.

Chan was delighted to be reunited with old friends and asked Catherine how she had come to China and how long she planned to stay.

"We flew from India, you know, flying over the Himalayas is a very difficult thing, almost died there, not to mention, see old Sean in the evening, let's talk all night." Catherine said.

That night, Chongqing held a celebration party to clean up the dust for the victorious pilots, and several crew members had already arrived in Chongqing one after another, but many of them were still in the enemy-occupied areas and their lives were still uncertain.

During the banquet, Chen Zikun was still wearing his peasant outfit, and he looked very eye-catching when he sat in a group of VIPs in military uniforms, crisp suits and leather shoes.

Old Sean had gray hair, but his spirit was still strong, and he said that he had brought a full set of surgical equipment and was going to the front line to treat the wounded.

"Chen, why did you shave your hair?"

"In order to prevent lice, it is a parasite, and the conditions behind enemy lines are difficult, and this is necessary."

"Then why do you have a long beard? Can't lice live in their beards? ”

"This ......"

Old Sean laughed: "I am experienced in a hundred battles, North Africa, South America and West Asia have been there, no matter how bad the environment in Chinese mainland is, it is no worse than the desert and rainforest, child, don't try to stop me, no one can stop what I decide." ”

As he was talking, Lieutenant Colonel Doolittle came over with a cup and chatted with Chan Tsz-kun, and was surprised to learn that Chan Tsz-kun had graduated from West Point, both of them were aviation enthusiasts, and they had a lot of topics in common, and they were talking about speculation.

Suddenly, there was a shout at the door: "Chairman Jiang has arrived." ”

Chiang Kai-shek, dressed in military uniform, came to the venue surrounded by high-ranking officials and delivered an important speech.

Chen Zikun said in a low voice: "It's very grand, and the commission will attend in person." ”

Catherine said: "Because the Chinese battlefield needs a victory to motivate people, the Burma campaign was defeated, the Chinese expeditionary force lost 60,000 people, and the British army also suffered heavy casualties, and a bomber returning safely from enemy-occupied territory was the best propaganda tool." ”

Chen Zikun was shocked, because Xue Bin was in the expeditionary force, and he asked about the details of the battle in Burma, but Catherine was vague, because she did not know the specific situation.

"What division is your friend in?"

"The new 38th Division, General Sun Liren's troops."

"Oh, that's okay, General Sun led his troops to retreat into India with Stilwell, the troops are relatively intact, if it is General Dai Anlan's subordinates, it is difficult to say, they withdrew into the vast mountains of northern Burma, life and death are unpredictable."

Chen Zikun sighed: "The elite of the national army sacrificed so much to save friends, how strong." ”

Sean sneered: "Child, if you knew what the British do, I'm afraid you wouldn't call them friends." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"The British have always been selfish and arrogant, they have fought in a mess, what was supposed to be a battle to defend Burma has turned into a battle to cover the escape of the British, these selfish cowards, they are simply ashamed of their ancestors."

Shaun Sr. was indignant, because he was in Burma at the time and witnessed the poor performance of the British army.

Catherine said: "It cannot be said that Britain has no determination to defend Burma because of its policy of putting Europe first and then Asia, and I think they will even give up India if necessary, after all, Britain itself is facing the threat of the Nazis, and that is what the British are most concerned about." ”

Old Sean no longer spoke ill of the British, but instead commented on the Chinese Expeditionary Force, saying that this was the best soldier he had ever seen, hard-working and not afraid of death, and if equipped with sophisticated weapons, he could the Japanese out of.

"They are skinny, but they seem to have inexhaustible strength, they are honest and optimistic, they feel very satisfied when they can eat enough, they are very poorly equipped, they have no well-fitting military uniforms, the number of light machine guns is very small, and heavy weapons are even more lacking, but this is not a problem, the important thing is to endure hardships and perseverance like mules......"

He chattered endlessly, didn't listen to Chiang Kai-shek's speech on the stage, applause rang out, the committee finished speaking, walked over with a smile on his face, shook hands with Doolittle cordially, and asked Chen Zikun: "Zikun, why are you dressed like this?" ”

Chen Zikun was neither humble nor arrogant: "I'm a civilian, shouldn't I wear the clothes of ordinary people." ”

The chairman smiled kindly and didn't say anything.

After the party, Chiang Kai-shek returned to the official residence and said to Song Meiling: "This Chen Kunwu is in my army." ”

Song Meiling said: "The young and strong are not in vain to be retired, no one will be willing, I think it is a good thing for Zikun to make some opinions, if it is silent, it is to have a different heart, but it is dangerous." ”

Chiang Kai-shek said: "Observe him for a while and reinstate him as appropriate."

……

Late at night, at Baishiyi Airport in Chongqing, a DC3 without any paint was dragged out of the hangar, and the mechanics were busy carrying out the final modifications and overhauls.

He didn't even stay in Chongqing for 24 hours, so he had to return to Jiangbei, and he had to fly back in a big way, otherwise he would be sorry for the field airfield that the Japanese helped him repair.

The most sought-after thing on the black market in Chongqing is gasoline, many rich and noble people's cars are reluctant to drive, because gasoline is really difficult to buy, China does not produce oil, every barrel of gasoline is transported from India thousands of miles away, the degree of preciousness can be imagined, now owning a car does not represent identity, the strength to drive the car out is really awesome.

And Chen Zikun's private plane drank gasoline to be worth dozens of cars, but the precious gasoline was poured into it like no money, and no one in the Air Force admired this legendary hero, don't look at his retirement from active service, as long as he said hello, it didn't matter whether it was private work or refueling and maintenance, or mobilizing the Flying Tigers to bomb a county or something, it was easy.

A jeep drove quickly, and it turned out to be old Sean and Catherine, both dressed as travelers, carrying medical kits and cameras, standing in front of Chen Zikun.

"Where are you going?" Chan was already vaguely aware that something was wrong.

"Of course, it's to Jiangbei, to the place where you fought." Old Sean said.

Chen Zikun turned to Catherine: "What about you, won't you go too." ”

"Of course, I need first-hand interview information, and the newspaper has no suitable candidate, so I have to go out in person, why, isn't it welcome?" Catherine said, holding up her camera against the backdrop of an airplane: "Laugh one." ”

Chen Zikun immediately cooperated and assumed a posture that he thought was very majestic, with the transport plane in the background at night, and the arc light of electric welding was flickering, which was the steel plate that was welded to defend against small arms shooting.

DC3 took off at midnight, after three hours of night flight arrived over Jiangbei, three bonfires were lit on the ground to guide the plane to land, the transport plane bumped on the runway of the field airport for a while, and finally stopped, a team of soldiers rushed over, busy moving the things on the plane, in addition to the old Sean's medical equipment and medicines, it was Chen Zikun to get explosives, fuses and other military supplies.

A mule cart carried everyone to the station, the headquarters was located in the village, and the dense barking of dogs was heard from a long distance, and the light of a flashlight loomed in the darkness, and the people on the mule cart also replied with a flashlight, and the tense atmosphere reminded the guests from across the ocean that this was already behind enemy lines.

Chen Zikun's headquarters is an ordinary dwelling, there is not even a sentry at the door, only a vigilant yellow dog lying on his stomach, seeing someone coming, he got up and wagked his tail to meet him, and enthusiastically tried to Tian everyone, Catherine was very willing to accept its friendliness, and was immediately stopped by Chen Zikun: "Don't let it Tian you, Wangcai grew up eating." ”

Catherine hurriedly retracted her hand and said, "Are your military dogs fed with dung?" ”

Rushing to the handlebar said: "That is, Wangcai, it is the dog of our headquarters, and it can catch up with the hot to eat, and other dogs don't have a share of." ”

Catherine whispered, "Oh my God. "Twist your head and retch.

When I entered the gate, I saw a huge black bear lying on his stomach in the gatehouse, and there was no iron chain to tie it, and a pair of small eyes were half-open, looking at the guests lazily.

Catherine subconsciously took a half step back and hid behind Chen Zikun.

"Don't be afraid, this is Chen Dazhuang, the sergeant of the artillery company."

"What?"

"Da Zhuang used to be my family pet, but now he is a guerrilla, he is very brave in battle, but he is too greedy, and he likes to smoke and drink beer, if it weren't for these shortcomings, he would have been promoted to sergeant." Chan introduced as he walked.

"What rank is that dog at the door?"

"Wangcai doesn't have a military membership, he's just a dog with his own dry food."

Chen Zikun asked people to sort out the side room for the guests to live temporarily, and arranged some food to fill the hungry stomach, Jiangbei characteristic egg steamed buns, sorghum rice, green onion dipping sauce, and a pot of wine, put it on the table, and Wangcai and Da Zhuang followed the fragrance.

Old Sean only drank wine, Catherine was not hungry, and distributed the food to Wangcai and Da Zhuang, watching them eat with relish, smelling the smell of grass and morning dew and fertilizer in the air, stepping on the soil under his feet, looking at the cornices with Chinese characteristics, and sighing: "This is behind enemy lines." ”