"Excuse me, where is the plane you are talking about? I wonder if there are no good landing spots nearby. Kuster ran and said.

"The plane has been modified, the structure has been weighted, the engines have been changed, and it is very suitable for flying at high altitudes and low speeds, and the speed has always been very gentle, and there is grass all around, so there is no risk in landing." Kahlavi replied.

Kooster was relieved and went on.

There is nothing to shelter along the way, it seems that there are only a few hills behind you, and when you get out, there are only plains.

"Look at that!" Kahlavi suddenly stretched out his finger in the distance.

Kuster focused his gaze on it, and saw that there was indeed a big one, apparently an airplane, but it was covered with turf and rags, presumably to avoid detection.

But this is a bit too much, and Kuster can see at a glance this anomaly on the open plains, with or without cover, which is basically the same.

The two of them walked there, and then they saw a few minions lying motionless on the lawn, and even though they saw the two of them looking at them, their eyes leaking out, they were still playing dead.

Kahlavi kicked each of them, and they hurriedly stood up, like a fool.

But no one said or gave any instructions, and the men took care of the sawdust and weeds on the plane.

After a brief look at the structure, Kuster found that it was a little different, except for the concealed engines and the simple graffiti on the plane, and the cockpit full of haystacks was also a major feature of the area.

A few people wasted their efforts and didn't clean up.

Pressed for time, Kuster only asked them to clean up the dirt that caused the cause and the wings.

As for what to do with the cockpit, it's a technical problem with the pilot, let him suffer himself.

After ten minutes of busy work, it was finally cleaned up—if not counting the inside.

Before going up, Kuster took one last look at the plane's appearance.

It's quite small, and although it's a replica of JU88, it's probably only 4/5 the size of it. The engine is also missing two sections, so it can be said that it is a pocket aircraft.

After entering, it was not surprising that the inside was also very cramped, and it was basically in a crowded state.

But there's nothing to mind, just sit and it's not too far.

A brief look shows that from here, that is, the central district of France, it takes four hundred kilometers to fly to the Swiss border.

It takes 50 kilometers to fly from Switzerland to Italy, and 600 kilometers to get to Austria-Hungary around the border, for a total length of more than 1,200 kilometers.

According to them, the speed of the plane was about 340 kilometers per hour.

Then three and a half hours of waiting is enough.

"Marshal, are you ready? We're going to get started. Kahlavi asked.

Kuster didn't answer, just gestured. Kahlavi then walked to the cockpit.

It is worth mentioning that the cabin in the plane is very cramped, but the passage is a bit large, and if it could, then it would be a bloated patient with a goiter. I really don't know which bastard ruined his invention.

Kuster had never felt so constrained, which made him very unhappy, but also helpless.

Once the safety was ready, the plane started and slowly moved forward.

They have their backs to the hillside, which means that as long as there are no obstacles ahead, they can take off smoothly.

The further forward you go, the faster the plane glides and the noise reverberates in the cockpit.

Even when you are inside, you can feel the violent sparks caused by the fierce friction between the wheels and the ground.

After driving some distance, Kuster clearly felt a sudden surge in speed, and the roar of the engine was like a great earthquake, and it was in his ears.

The roar sent it into the air quickly, farther and farther away from the ground, and leaping straight into the sky.

About a minute after takeoff, it completely disappeared into the clouds and soared southeast.

It carried the hopes of the people of this cabin, as well as the hopes of Austria-Hungary, and flew into the distance.

On the other hand, Franz, who was far away in Vienna, got the news of the plane's take-off and hurriedly began to set up the venue.

But it's not for welcome, it's for covert. At least don't let the Germans know that he flew back by plane, so that they would think that Kuster had grown wings and flew back—that's what Kuster said, and Franz had to do it.

He beckoned the "old guard" Wheat Field beside him, one of the few old fellows, to inspect the preparations.

"Remember, they're going to land on the grass outside the city, don't be too ostentatious and don't be too negligent! Unless you want to get your hands on a few corpses from the fire. ”

"Yes!" Mai Tian stood up and saluted, then picked up his gun and prepared to go to work.

Truth be told, neither Rye Field nor Franz knew how to do security procedures, although Kuster did the same. At first, they were all dizzy, and they were digging holes completely by relying on combat experience, and it looked like they were going to bury the landing plane in it.

Anyone with a bit of a professional ethic doesn't think it's good to see it, as was the case with a seasoned engineer in the field of aviation, who, when he heard Franz's grievances, volunteered to lead the work.

There was one person who was willing to take the initiative to share the responsibility, and Franz was certainly willing, but he was still a little uneasy, and he picked up a few engineers from the factory to work together, and put a few guards to watch over him.

Feeling that preparations were almost complete, Franz returned to the palace and reported the matter to the Emperor.

"The Great Emperor, our Marshal Kuster, will return to his homeland in four to five hours."

When the emperor heard this, he was quite excited, and immediately stood up, and even cured his cough:

"Then hurry up and prepare! Tell him that I will allow him to land next to my palace. ”

"The marshal did not think it was good to be open, he intended to land in a sparsely populated place outside the city."

The emperor was silent for a long time, walked to the window facing north, his face was full of disdain, and he just wanted to speak, but he suppressed it again, and nodded a little dejectedly.

Although Kuster would not land next to the palace, the emperor was still quite concerned and went out to personally attend to the preparations.

But he really didn't understand the specifics, so he asked a few casual questions, and after giving full power to Franz and allowing him to dispose of the rest of the cabinet, he returned to the palace to recuperate.

Facing the back of the old emperor who symbolized "unbreakable and never abandoned", Franz felt quite emotional in his heart, and silently took off his hat and held it on his chest.

It took a long time to get back to work and get back to work.

During the entire preparatory project, he mobilized at least nearly a thousand people, including many experienced workers and soldiers, which made the surrounding masses think that something big had happened and ran over to see the excitement.

Franz drove all these people away, and took advantage of the emperor's edict to set up a railing, ordering that no one should approach within a radius of five kilometers, and that the high ground also sent people to strictly handle them.

Finally, it calmed down, and there was another noise in the distance.

His brow furrowed, but when he heard the source, he became excited again.

That's the sound of an airplane.

Franz was sure it was Kuster's plane, and he remembered the sounds for a long time.

He immediately dispersed and fired a flare.

In the cockpit, Kalevi noticed the red glow of the flare through the glass and began to descend in altitude.

Inside, Kuster felt his body lean to the left, and immediately knew that they were landing, so he looked down from the window.

A familiar flag kept catching his eye, and he went home.

Through various instructions, the ground personnel successfully parked the aircraft in a pre-prepared place.

The process went smoothly and there were no mistakes.

The moment the hatch was opened, in addition to the noise of the engine that had not yet been extinguished, there were two other sounds that were several times louder than this noise.

"I'm going to kill you, Franz!"

"Welcome back, Kuster!"