“…… In 1568, the second year of the reign of Emperor Muzong of the Chinese Dynasty, when the Spanish navigator Mendania discovered this place, he saw that the natives were wearing gold ornaments, and thought that they had found the gold treasury of King Solomon in the Christian Bible story, so they named it after Solomon...... So it is, Solomon's one means the golden treasure land. ”

The flight deck of the "Jinpeng", the end point of the Oriental High Line of Sight...... On the other side that was shielded by nature, a corporal pilot soldier who was so handsome that it was difficult to confirm his gender at a glance was holding a brick-sized book, shaking his head and reciting a commentary, one of the slender figures in front of him, Lieutenant Qi Bing, a flight officer of the 120th Ship Attack Squadron with short hair cut to his ears, frowned when he heard it, and glanced at him obliquely from the corner of his eye: "You are also a golden treasure, these days I have been turning around, half of the village has not seen it, except for the mountains and trees, except for the clouds and the sea, it will rain after noon, After the rain and the sun, my octopus fat cat was painted. ”

The little corporal had a bitter face: "Sir, the name Octopus Fat Cat is really disgusting, can you ......?"

"I can't." Qi Bing pretended to raise his chin slightly with majesty, and his sun-tanned little face was full of "I am in charge of my territory".

"Qi Bing, you can, you have finally learned to bully recruits."

The second slender figure standing side by side with Qi Bing, Captain Cai Guolan, the leader of the 512 Ship Battle Squadron with a horsetail, squinted and teased, especially adding an accent to the word "finally".

"How can I bully him, at most tease him, call him 'Liang girl' twice, Sister Cai, you are, for the sake of that little boy surnamed Sun, I almost didn't fall out with Commander Liang......"

Qi Bing regretted it as soon as he said it, hurriedly covered the mouth of the kitten who ran the train, and waved his hand again and again: "Sister Cai, I didn't mean that, don't ...... it"

Cai Guolan tilted her head and smiled: "It's nothing, it's all over, I don't think about anything now, it's good to return to the mothership, although it's not as good as the first team here, there are few acquaintances, but it's better than being locked in a cage." ”

Qi Bing tugged at the ends of his hair next to his ears, and his eyes went straight to his toes: "Are you still angry with Commander Liang?" I don't think he's the kind of old guy who is full of three wives and four concubines, although he has a wife...... But you didn't go into his cage, did you? ”

"My sisters are so profound, why can't I understand a word?"

Liang Jinchao, who was wide-eyed, was very stupid and naïve.

Qi Bing's eyes were horizontal: "Adults speak, little girls don't talk - read your book." ”

"Yes! Sir! Where's the end...... Well, here: natural, located in the southwest of the Pacific Ocean, between 5 degrees and 12 degrees south latitude, 155 degrees and 170 degrees east longitude, from northwest to southeast in a string, the main islands are Bougainville, Choiseul, New Georgia, Santa Isabel Island, Malaita Island, Guadalcanal, San Cristobal Island, and Santa Cruz Islands and many other surrounding islands a total of more than 900 small islands, of which the largest Guadalcanal Island covers an area of 6475 square kilometers...... The islands are covered by dense tropical rainforest, and are hot and rainy all year round, with an average annual temperature of about 28 degrees Celsius and an average annual precipitation of 3,000 to 3,500 mm......"

Ignoring Liang Jinchao's seriousness, in the sound of Lang Lang's book, Cai Guolan smiled lightly at the sea: "Yes, I didn't enter his cage, I just built a cage myself and got in, I am not qualified to be angry with anyone, I just ...... I can't change my role, from an ace pilot who crosses the sea and the sky to a 'woman' who belongs to a certain man, I can't step out, at least not yet......"

"Then what's going on with Sun Longxiang? Although there is a relationship on Oahu, and the death of both parents is pitiful, it is not for him to ......"

"Stupid, saying it's for that kid, it's actually making excuses for yourself. In the final analysis, in the face of that man, I was scared, so I ran away, that's what it is - Qi Bing, no matter what, you will be on my side, right? ”

"That's what I said......"

Qi Bing, who was scratching his head, didn't figure out what he wanted to say, and the loudspeaker above his head suddenly broadcast with a buzzing electronic sound: "Today's first batch of pilots on duty, please gather in the waiting room, and the first batch of pilots on duty today, please go to the waiting room to ......."

"I'm going to the standby room." Brushing the ponytail tied tightly at the back of his head, Cai Guolan strode towards the entrance of the ship island with the flying cap in his hand.

Qi Bing, whose eyes were full of question marks, finally came back to his senses before the end of the broadcast, raised his hand and tore down the book in Liang Jinchao's hand: "Don't read it, let's go back to the waiting room." ”

"Aren't we the second batch of duty aircraft?"

Liang Jinchao squinted at the large blackboard hanging on the outer wall of the island, which marked in detail the duty tasks of each squadron today, which were divided into duty reconnaissance aircraft, guard aircraft, and patrol aircraft: the duty reconnaissance aircraft served as long-range reconnaissance and was responsible for searching the enemy's surface fleet; The guard aircraft serves as the air escort above the formation and is responsible for the outer air defense of the formation; The patrol aircraft is responsible for patrolling around the formation and is responsible for the anti-submarine ...... in the outer layer of the formation

Qi Bing closed the book with both hands, squinted and smiled: "This is an order-Liang girl." ”

……

"Hey, Billy, what's the news today."

"You've got to call me sir."

"Yes, sir—what's the news today?"

150 kilometers southeast of Guadalcanal, on the north shore of San Cristobal, in a grassy green tent hidden in the jungle, Douglas? Lieutenant Colonel MacArthur had no scruples about making a small deal with his countryman - William? Billy? Major General Mitchell played a poor game.

"When did I become your personal mailroom?"

Mitchell deliberately straightened his face, but the corners of his mouth could not hide the spring breeze smugness - three days ago he finally exchanged the rank of colonel that had accompanied him for 20 months in one breath for the long-awaited two generals, and three months before that he was appointed commander of the 10th Joint Air Force of the United States Army and Navy, under his command 51 aviation squadrons of various types, with a total of more than 558 aircraft - but even today, three months later, a considerable part of these troops are either only on paper or far away on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

MacArthur smiled and pulled out a bottle full of brown-yellow liquid from his back: "Look, what did I bring you?" The best Scotch whisky came from Sir Brian, and the English lacked nothing but whisky......"

Mitchell shrugged and put his hands on top of his head: "There's still experience — that's what we're lacking the most." ”

"Didn't your 10th Air Force fire the first shot of Army Air Forces in Panama the month after Pearl Harbor?" MacArthur turned around and searched for a cup among a pile of boxes.

Mitchell tilted his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't mention Panama, there are more than thirty messy planes on hand, only sixteen Martin big guys can use them to fight back, and as a result, eleven of them were lost in one sortie, and all of my best pilots were lost - until now I can't figure out if they have fired even a single bullet." ”

"Now you have six hundred, and there are more than a hundred on this island alone." MacArthur picked up a pair of glasses in one hand and swung them leisurely in front of Mitchell.

"I've always dreamed that this was all true...... By the way, I forgot to ask, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be at the Corps headquarters in Sydney, and have lunch with General Robinson to hunt kangaroos or something......"

MacArthur shook his head regretfully as he twisted the cap of the bottle: "It's a pity that there is no ice, from Alaska to Solomon, one hell to another...... What are you asking me for? General Robinson thought I lacked the experience to actually manage the troops, so I came in a torpedo boat, you heard it right, it was a torpedo boat, or coal-burning, and I don't know which scrap yard they dragged out of - thank God, they finally came to shore before my intestines knickered together, I reported to the 99th Infantry Regiment first, and then I followed the sound of the engine and the smell of gasoline to find you. ”

Mitchell blinked subconsciously: "You came at the right time...... Maybe ......"

"What?" Macse didn't react for a moment.

"No, nothing—I mean, how about dinner at my place?"

"That's what I'm here for."

“……”V