"That's Zhang Yong. The one the base camp intelligence specifically mentioned."

"he?"

Kujo Yufu's brows suddenly jumped violently.

That Zhang Yong actually went to Nanchang Airport?

What's going on?

Can he fly a plane?

Will he be able to command air combat?

"The Chinese officially announced that they shot down six of our military fighter jets in the airspace southeast of Nanchang..."

"Nani?"

"The Chinese announced at the same time that these six fighter planes were all shot down by Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong's shooting down score has reached ten..."

"Nani?"

Kujou's eyes suddenly widened.

How many?

Cross?

There’s no need to make a draft when you’re bragging!

Shooting down ten Imperial Japanese fighter planes? Dreaming!

Do you think you are a god?

Baga!

This Zhang Yong must be eliminated!

In the past, the navy was powerless on the ground.

In the battle on the ground, it is difficult for the naval aviation force to intervene. It can't even use its strength.

But, it's different now.

If this Zhang Yong really goes to heaven and flies a plane to fight, then his death will come.

The Imperial Naval Air Force can beat him to a pulp.

"Someone is coming!"

"arrive!"

"Draft a Nanchang Airport combat plan immediately! Lure the snake out of its hole!"

"Tie!"

…

Two o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Yong woke up on time.

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Sneezed again.

But there is no disturbance in my heart. I have already gotten used to it.

It must be the Japanese invaders who are cursing me behind my back again.

Of course, there is also a slight possibility that God feels that he has been over-publicized.

This is fraud!

Always feeling uncomfortable.

Tomorrow, a beautiful reporter will come to interview and take photos.

From then on, as the star spokesperson of the National Air Force, he, Zhang Yong, the number one ace pilot, would appear on the front pages of various newspapers.

Publicity needs.

Must cooperate.

In fact, there is no need to hide your identity.

Given his current status, if the Japanese invaders didn't know that he was behind the scenes, they would be really stupid.

The night was very quiet.

The airborne map showed no aircraft activity.

Whether it's ours or the enemy's, the planes are silent at night. They all stay at the airport obediently.

Within the one-hour flight circle, there are two airports that are very eye-catching. They display a large number of aircraft signs.

One is Hankou Airport.

One is Changsha Airport.

Among them, Hankou Airport has the largest number of aircraft, with more than 200 aircraft.

Changsha Airport used to not have many planes stationed there. But now, there are more than fifty.

On the contrary, Nanchang Airport has the smallest number of aircraft.

Eight BA-65 attack aircraft.

Twelve I-15 fighter jets.

There are also about ten Hawker-2 and Hawker-3 fighter jets.

It was said that a Soviet bomber group would be stationed, but it has not arrived yet. Maybe it has not been arranged yet.

Behind every aircraft taking off, there are many aspects involved.

Zhang Yong is only responsible for fighting.

I don't care about other things. Leave everything to Min Gang to coordinate and arrange.

In terms of logistics, large amounts of oil and ammunition are shipped regularly every day to meet training and combat needs.

Facts have proved that he, Zhang Yong, cannot leave the field for training in person.

Because his fighting style cannot be imitated by others. It is impossible to learn from him.

Therefore, according to the arrangements of the Air Force Department, starting from tomorrow, a team leader named Xu Huansheng will come over to take charge of training.

Xu Huansheng is also an old man in the National Air Force. He has many years of flying experience.

His training method is suitable for others.

Go out.

"Commissioner."

"Commissioner."

Come to the war room.

Four selected pilots have arrived.

They are all familiar faces. But I don’t know their names.

Min Gang, Min Rou, Zhang Ping, and Yang Lichu were all there. There were also two engineer representatives.

"Shaolong..."

"Minister Min."

Zhang Yong greets everyone.

Then he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

"Reporting to the specialist, five Hawker-3 fighter jets have been prepared."

"Full of fuel."

"Loaded."

"Mounted with four 50kg bombs."

"The radio has been tested."

Zhang Ping reported the basic situation.

Zhang Yong nodded.

Afterwards, the four pilots gave a brief introduction.

They actually belong to the second echelon of pilots. The first echelon flies BA-65.

Why not choose BA-65? Mainly because the legs are short.
To be continued...