Chapter 13 The Pilot's Song Command Building is the only two-story building in the airport, and because it has to be rushed, the appearance is very simple, and it is not even plastered.

When Zhou Yuxiang arrived, there were still workers in the corridor who were busy installing railings.

Avoiding the construction site, I cautiously went up to the second floor. Two guards at the entrance of the building, carrying submachine guns, raised their hands to stop him. "What for?" "Zhou Yuxiang is here!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the window, where a heroic figure was looking out with a telescope. Zhou Yuxiang subconsciously stood upright and rushed to the back.

"Go, when the plane comes down, call me the guy who flew the plane." Fang Jianxiong put down the binoculars and smiled with satisfaction. These American cowboys and overseas Chinese who got back at a big price are really good. It's only been a few days, and Chapter 13 The Pilot's Song dares to drive this kind of flying machine that may fall down at any time. Just this plane, a modern person's eyes look at it, and don't worry about it's impossible.

Explain, look at Zhou Yuxiang standing behind, Fang Jian said ambitiously, this young man is in spirit. It's just a little dark.

"You are Zhou Yuxiang?" Fang Jianxiong asked with a smile, and Zhou Yuxiang stood up again and said loudly: "Report to the chief, I am." ”

"Well, it's very angry, I heard that you helped assemble the plane, and even the Yankees were convinced? I really don't see that you still have this hand. Fang Jianxiong looked at it approvingly, and Zhou Yuxiang couldn't help but be excited.

Regarding the name Fang Jianxiong, overseas Chinese were actually not very familiar with it at first. What more people know is Sun, Huang, Tao, and Chen, the brains of these "revolutionary" party. One day, I saw a piece of news in the Washington Post that the name of Fang Jianxiong, commander-in-chief of the Anhui Revolutionary Army, entered Zhou Yuxiang's sight.

Subsequently, the name kept appearing in the newspapers, young and heroic. Invincible. All these have really touched some overseas Chinese, especially young people. Zhou Yuxiang regarded Fang Jianxiong as an idol in his heart, and finally gave up the opportunity to go to university for further study and chose to return to China to serve.

"Zhou Yuxiang, word, sub chapter 13 The Song of the Pilot. Chinese California, USA, after graduating from California College Santa Barbara with a bachelor's degree in mechanical engineering, he pursued a career as a mechanic. That's what it says on the resume. Right? Fang Jianxiong is interested in such technical talents. That's what you have to get your hands on. The expression of tricking children downstairs to eat popsicles reappeared.

"Sir, you're right. His hobbies are mechanical design and manufacturing, especially aero engine design and manufacturing. It is the first time for Zhou Yuxiang to speak to an idol like this, which is no better than the scene faced by dozens of people together.

"Very well, there is a difficult and long task ahead of you that needs to be completed. You can say no before I say it. Fang Jianxiong put away his smile. With a stern face, the atmosphere instantly became depressing.

Feeling the pressure, Zhou Yuxiang put his legs together. Solemn: "I accept!" ”

"Good, good. From today onwards, you are the director of the Institute of Aviation of the Wehrmacht. The main task at present is to copy aircraft engines, and after a certain foundation, we must have our own engine production capacity. The aviation industry will be the focus of national defense construction in the future, and the army and navy cannot do without the support of the air force. We produce engines with excellent performance and the most rationally designed models. It's time to ask for this institute, the burden on your shoulders is heavy. Fang Jianxiong spoke earnestly, which is a bit of the meaning of the political commissar doing ideological work in the old movie. even reached out and patted Zhou Yuxiang's shoulder.

You must know that airplanes in this era are jokingly called toys. It's still the toy of those who are looking for excitement and don't do serious things. Although I don't understand why Marshal Fang raised the aviation industry to the height of national defense, but in line with his dedication to the aviation industry, Zhou Yuxiang still replied solemnly: "Please rest assured, I will definitely run the institute well." Strive to complete the imitation of the engine within half a year, and come up with a new generation of engine within three years. However, in terms of funds, please be sure to support you. ”

"You don't have to worry about the funding, the main thing is that if you report it, I will approve it." Fang Jianxiong agreed very simply.

After speaking, Fang Jianxiong turned around and ignored it, holding the binoculars and continuing to watch the flight, as if it was not him who spoke just now. Zhou Yuxiang was not nervous, he thought about it in his heart, and he was thinking about how much it would cost to open his mouth beside Fang Jianxiong. Professional is professional, ten minutes later, when Feng Hua landed on the plane, Zhou Yuxiang opened his mouth very unceremoniously.

"Dashuai, the start-up capital should be at least 100,000 US dollars. machine qì equipment, hire mechanics, but also buy engines. After Zhou Yuxiang finished speaking, he was a little nervous, thinking that he was too ruthless, and a Curtis was only 6,000 US dollars.

Unexpectedly, Fang Jianxiong glanced at him with pity, and said lightly: "That's it?" Give you 500,000 US dollars, you go back to the United States, and dig people for me. As long as it is a professional who has passed the guò assessment, digging one will give you a bonus of 100 US dollars. What is most important in this era? Talent! ”

After speaking, Fang Jianxiong held up the binoculars and glanced at it, and suddenly jumped to his feet and scolded: "What a broken plane!" ”

Zhou Yuxiang was completely dumbfounded, the change of this handsome man was too fast, and he glanced at the airport outside, and it turned out that the plane was actually on fire when it landed. "The gasoline engine is like that, who knows when it will catch fire. Playing with flying is playing with life! Zhou Yuxiang said disapprovingly, thinking that there is no need to make a fuss about this, is it okay to have more such things?

"Then find a way to get a safe engine." Fang Jianxiong roared, turned around and ran downstairs.

When he arrived at the scene, Feng Hua was jumping off the plane with a roll, the wooden plane burned quickly, God knows why it suddenly caught fire, fortunately it had landed, Feng Hua, who had picked up a life, didn't care at all, but felt very excited and whistled.

Feng Hua, who was elated, didn't want to be kicked in the ass, and then roared angrily: "Don't hurry up and put out the fire." ”

After speaking, a Taoist figure rushed forward, followed by a bunch of people rushing forward, holding down the one who rushed to the front. Feng Hua fixed his eyes and trembled in his heart, Nima, isn't this handsome?

Fang Dashuai's move to put out the fire was held down by a group of guards, and he jumped to his feet in distress and scolded: "The goods of foreign devils are unreliable, and a plane costs 6,000 US dollars, and it burns like this." ”

Feng Hua saw that the handsome and depraved appearance wiped the cold sweat, and said in his heart? Aren't all gasoline-powered planes like this? Who knows when it will catch fire, it's a common thing for this thing to catch fire with static electricity.

I can't stay any longer, and I can't spare myself when the handsome man finishes scolding, so I'm too arrogant. Feng Hua was about to slip away, but he was stopped by someone as soon as he took two steps, a big man with two box cannons, Qi Erzhu, the head of the guard next to the big handsome, said to him very unpleasantly: "Stop, don't go, turn around and look for you when the big man has something." ”

Feng Hua had no choice but to stay where he was, waiting with fear.

The plane was not saved, the fire burned too fast, the place was windy, and it didn't take long for it to burn out. Fang Jianxiong's face was always black, and the two Yankee technicians had embarrassed expressions, today is the first test flight, I didn't expect such a thing to happen. What impact will this have on the future of aircraft trade? Will you be fired by the boss when you go back?

Fang Jianxiong finally recovered a little normal expression, still walked back with a gloomy face, walked up to Feng Hua, looked the expression of the goods up and down, and said lightly: "You haven't been kicked and injured, have you?" ”

"Report to the chief, it's okay, the humble job is rough and thick-skinned, and I'm not afraid of being kicked." Feng Hua hurriedly stood up and spoke, Fang Jianxiong nodded: "You are good, very heroic." From today onwards, you are the first captain of the 1st Brigade of the Wehrmacht Air Corps. Remember, you must pay attention to safety in the future, every pilot is the treasure of the Wehrmacht. If the airplane is not good, we will find a way to improve it, and now that the gasoline engine is not safe, we will think of developing a safer engine. ”

Fang Jianxiong's heavy expression deeply touched Feng Hua, a young man, and it seemed that all his blood was ignited, and he said loudly: "Please rest assured, the lowly position will definitely bring out a group of qualified pilots." ”

Zhou Yuxiang, who had been following the side, was also ignited, and thinking of the investment of 500,000 US dollars, he couldn't help but say loudly: "Please rest assured, the lowly position will definitely lead people to research an alternative safety engine." ”

The assurances of the two young people made Fang Jianxiong's mood improve a lot, and he turned his head to look at the blue sky. It was a good day, the sky was as blue as the sea, and a few white clouds were carelessly dotted. Fang Jianxiong raised his hand and pointed to the sky and said, "Look, how blue it is." This is the blue sky of the motherland, and this blue sky will be handed over to you in the future. ”

Something called a sense of mission swelled up in the hearts of the two young people, and it was full of hearts. No matter how difficult it will be in the future, no matter how dangerous it is, it will not stop them from dedicating themselves to this country.

"I love the blue sky of the motherland, the sky is clear and the sun is shining, the white clouds pave the way for me, and the east wind sends me forward." …………。 Fang Jianxiong suddenly sang softly, he can sing this brother, and it is still the blessing of Han Hong.

This melodic song deeply touched the hearts of dozens of young people present, and everyone held their breath, and when Fang Jianxiong finished singing the last sentence, applause suddenly rang out.

Fang Heizhai really didn't pretend to be forced this time, and when he turned around, he wondered in his heart, is my brother singing so good?

Well, it's not really good, but it's a great song. For the first time, these young people who have their heads tied to their belts all day long feel that they are not simply pursuing the thrill of flying, but have been given a more sacred mission because of this song.

"The sea of clouds is boundless, the spring thunder beats the war drum for me, and the red sun shines on me to annihilate the enemy!" How well written this word! Many young people are thinking so in their hearts, for the blue sky of the motherland, I would like to turn into a white cloud to protect this pure sky.

In any case, this song that came after plagiarism, from this day on, was named "The Pilot's Song".

The day is February 11, and history remembers it in another way. Empress Dowager Longyu recognized the preferential conditions proposed by Yuan Shikai, and decided to negotiate the conditions if the three parties reached a written agreement, and the Qing family issued an edict to abdicate. (To be continued!!