Episode 72 Do You Want to Unify China?

Zhu Yourong too.

The three seats of the Osprey dive bomber, the first two are forward-facing, one is the pilot and one is the bombardier; The third seat, facing backwards, is the machine gunner. The Heavy has the best positional visibility, seeing left, right, and back at the same time. And because it is necessary to put machine guns and ammunition, the space is more relaxed. So this best position was given to Zhu Yourong.

It's just that when the machine gunner fires, he has to push open the canopy and stand up, then take the machine gun out and mount it on a shelf outside the cabin, stand and shoot backwards. Of course, this time there is no need to bring machine guns and ammunition. There was no need to push open the hatch to endure the cold wind, and even the space for the machine gun was vacated to put Zhu Yourong's legs and feet.

Zhu Yourong and Xiang Xiaoqiang both put on thick flight suits, flight caps with oxygen masks and goggles, parachute bags on their backs, and climbed into the cockpit of the plane in a bloated posture under the standing gaze of two columns of officers.

Xiang Xiaoqiang turned around in the small cockpit and gave it a try. Fortunately, although it is small, it is not difficult to move. Zhu Yourong climbed into the back row, although he was also nervous, he still didn't forget to stand in the cockpit, smiling and waving his hand below.

The ace pilot in the front row was already sitting there, checking the dials one last time. After Xiang Xiaoqiang and Zhu Yourong got right, they checked the in-flight intercom system, that is, the microphone in the mask.

"Do you hear me?"

With the roar and vibration of the propeller, Xiang Xiaoqiang asked while holding his mask.

Both the pilot and Zhu Yourong replied, "I heard it." ”

Then Xiang Xiaoqiang quietly unplugged the call plug, plugged it into another jack, and asked:

"Do you hear me?"

This time, only Zhu Yourong replied, "I heard it".

Xiang Xiaoqiang was still not at ease, and exclaimed again:

"Oh broke, my button fell into the cockpit!"

Zhu Yourong turned his head from behind and looked at him very puzzled:

"What? Button? ”

But the pilot in the front row still didn't react at all, and was still checking the cockpit instrument panel.

Xiang Xiaoqiang really believes that the "private channel" behind it is no problem. He turned his face, shook his hand with a smile with Zhu Yourong, and plugged the plug back into the "public channel".

At the time below, several pilots had already demonstrated to them how to use a parachute. Now the pilot in the plane told them again how to operate the parachute.

The signal had already sounded on the terminal building, and the twelve Kingfisher fighters on both sides of the runway began to start one after another, roaring and climbing onto the runway, one after another rushing into the distance, flying off the ground and into the sky.

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After the last Kingfisher took to the skies, the Osprey pilot stretched out his arm and made a thumbs-up gesture to the ground crew. This is a signal to prepare for takeoff.

Two ground crews crouched down and pulled off the wooden block in front of the wheels in the strong wind. The Queen's plane began to stagger forward, climbing onto the runway.

Xiang Xiaoqiang looked up at the escort fighters hovering in the sky, and then at the empty and endless runway in front of him, and his heart beat nervously.

Although he had been on a plane, it was a large plane with more than a dozen seats, and his eyes were all in the cabin. It's the same way to be on the highway, sitting on a bus and sitting on a motorcycle, the tension is absolutely different.

Outside, there was a fast-skimming concrete runway, and outside the glass, the hangars and lawns on both sides receded faster and faster, and after a few seconds, it seemed that the hills in the distance were also receding. At the same time, the vibration under the buttocks became more and more intense, and I felt a huge force pushing my body up the backrest.

Ahead, the sky is rushing in front of you.

Before he flew into the sky, Xiang Xiaoqiang was so nervous that he was going to die.

However, at this time, a thought rushed into his mind. …… This is a good opportunity to hold hands with Zhu Yourong.

Xiang Xiaoqiang wanted to reach behind him, but hesitated again. Is this too bold?

He closed his eyes and said to himself: At this time, I am afraid, Zhu Yourong will also be afraid, and she is a girl, so she will be even more afraid...... But she was an empress, and this status made her have to pretend not to be afraid. She's so pathetic.

Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't hesitate any longer, stretched out his right hand to the back, looking for Zhu Yourong's hand.

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However, what he never expected was that he didn't find his hand, but he touched Zhu Yourong's thigh at once. …… And it's sturdy to the touch.

Although through thick leather gloves and thick leather pants, Xiang Xiaoqiang still felt that this was Zhu Yourong's thighs.

Not only did I feel that this was Zhu Yourong's thigh, but I also felt that her thighs were very tight and firm at the moment.

Except for this thought, Xiang Xiaoqiang's brain was blank. I don't even know if I should take my hands off or not.

I don't know how long it took - the plane had already flown off the ground anyway - Xiang Xiaoqiang felt Zhu Yourong's hand pick up his hand from his thigh, and then did not shake it off, but gently held it.

Xiang Xiaoqiang's mind gradually resumed operation, and only then did he realize that he had broken out in a cold sweat. I don't know how much of this sweat is because of the plane, and how much is because of Zhu Yourong.

…… I finally held hands with Zhu Yourong! Although this hand-holding is separated by two layers of thick leather gloves......

Xiang Xiaoqiang changed the headphone plug to the "private channel", then calmed down and said:

"I ...... I didn't mean to......"

Zhu Yourong didn't speak, just said a soft "um".

Xiang Xiaoqiang said again:

"This line, the pilot can't hear it."

Zhu Yourong said "um" again and did not speak.

Xiang Xiaoqiang shook hands with Zhu Yourong like this, and he didn't let go. After a moment, both turned their heads to look out at the cockpit.

Outside, there were clouds and mist passing from time to time, and fighter jets flew from above, to the left, to the right, far and near.

Below, is it wide, mirror-like? The lake, reflecting the white clouds in the sky, and the golden scale of the sun.

This feeling is very comfortable and relaxed, and it is very different from the nervousness and anxiety of taxiing and taking off just now.

……

The pilot in the front row turned his face and waved his hand and pointed downward.

Xiang Xiaoqiang hurriedly plugged the plug into the public channel and heard the pilot say:

"Your Majesty, Lord Xiang, we have flown over the battlefield. The tanks and cars below are the Blue Second Division. A large number of people running in front of them are the Red Fourth Division. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang and Zhu Yourong both stretched out their heads and looked down greedily.

Sure enough, the ground below was like a military sand table, and on the farmland of different colors, many gray tanks and armored vehicles were "slowly" moving, like a swarm of small beetles. Fire and white smoke also rose one after another. That's when they're firing.

But Xiang Xiaoqiang knew that at high altitude, they felt that they were "driving slowly", but in fact, the actual speed of those tanks on the ground would reach more than 20 kilometers, which was equivalent to the speed of a person running at full speed.

There were a lot of planes below, lined up in battle formations of three, three, four, and four, constantly flipping and rushing down, and planes constantly climbing up. There were also a dozen or so large twin-engine planes, like Swan bombers, lined up and flew smoothly below. Presumably throwing bombs.

It's like the sky is like a cocktail, with different fleets on different floors.

Fighters and dive bombers are in the lowest level. They kept rushing down and pulling up, dropping bombs or strafing at the enemy, almost grazing the treetops at their lowest point.

One level further up is the horizontal bomber. They don't move that much, they don't swoop, they really like a steady flock of geese or swans, just flying over their targets. At high altitude, only their flat wings can be seen, as well as the markings on the wings.

The highest level in the sky is the fleet of the Queen's landline. In order not to disrupt the aviation system below, the fleet flew very high, much higher than the two tiers below. This also facilitates the observation of large areas of the battlefield.

Moreover, in the entire sky, only the Empress fleet is equipped with real guns.

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Xiang Xiaoqiang also held hands with Zhu Yourong with one hand, and quietly pulled out the plug with the other hand and inserted it into the private channel.

"You ......"

He plucked up his courage and said. originally wanted to muster up the courage to confess Zhu Yourong's love, but when the words came to his lips, they became:

"Do you want to unify China? …… Do you want to complete the unfinished business of your ancestors and ancestors for 300 years? ”

Through the two layers of leather gloves, Xiang Xiaoqiang also immediately felt the tremor coming from Zhu Yourong's body.

"Really...... OK? ”

She was asking Xiang Xiaoqiang, as if she was asking herself.

Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the war scene below, clenched her hand firmly, but said lightly in his mouth:

"You saw it yourself. …… You can do as long as you want. ”