The Military Police Headquarters must not be implicated in its mistakes!

"Catch Yang Zhisong!"

"no!"

The military police began to move.

On the other end, Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Don't give Gu Bafeng a chance to shut up.

That favor was forced on him. Hey, when Dongci met, he had to give himself face.

walk out.

It was discovered that Yang Lichu was missing.

Look around. I don't see anything. I'm confused. Where did she go?

After a while, I realized that Yang Lichu was actually nearby. But she was blocked by a tall foreigner.

Does that foreigner seem to be a Soviet? Probably not. There are many Soviets in the campus base.

Most of the instructors at the Central Aviation School are from the Soviet Union. They are all a bunch of bearded guys. Most of the aircraft are also from the Soviet Union.

Zhang Yong didn't know exactly how he contacted the Soviet Union in the first place. Anyway, the situation was just that.

Logically speaking, the Soviet Union should be closer to the Red Party. But in fact, weapons and equipment were not sold to the Red Party. It is very absurd.

In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, in addition to a few German armorers, there were quite a few Soviet armorers. Especially after the German military aid was cut off, Soviet armorers became the mainstream.

For example, the famous 74th Division was actually dominated by Su weapons.

If Chennault is invited, he will also be responsible for the teaching of Jianqiao Aviation School. This does not include the Central Aviation School.

With great difficulty, Yang Lichu stopped shutting up with the Soviet man and returned to Zhang Yong's side.

"Androv. Ukrainian. Chief Aviation Instructor."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Looking in the direction Androv went away.

"Where is it..."

"Oh. Is that a restaurant? They have late night snacks in the morning."

"Can he go and eat?"

"certainly!"

Yang Lichu said with a smile.

Zhang Yong raised his legs and walked towards the restaurant. Free late night snack, no food if you don't eat red.

When I came to the restaurant, I found that there were not many people.

In the senior officers' dining room, foreign instructors, pilots, and officers above the school level can enter.

Zhang Yong:……

No one stopped me.

Entering the restaurant, I found that it was quite big and there were many things.

None of them are Western food.

Mainly serving a variety of breads, pastries, and drinks.

"Cola!"

Zhang Yong was pleasantly surprised.

Oops, that’s awesome. I actually saw Coca-Cola.

None of them are in glass bottles. It seems to be rare in later generations. I didn't expect to travel back to 80 years ago and see such original packaging.

Alas, is the Air Force really rich? They even buy Coke.

sharp.

Lots and lots of vodka shots.

Needless to say, will it definitely satisfy those polar bear instructors who are also afraid of getting drunk and causing trouble?

He took the plate, knife and fork without any politeness and cooked it on his own.

Yang Lichu watched silently.

Zhang Yong came from the east and started to eat like a storm.

My impression of the restaurant is a little better. Is the food really good?

"How does he feel..."

"What?"

"I seem to be quite familiar with Western food?"

"where!"

Zhang Yong firmly denied it.

Just kidding. He doesn't like eating Western food at all.

In my previous life, I had eaten at McDonald's, KFC, Pizza Hut, Starbucks, etc...

Oh, it seems that I do know something. But that’s all.

"I'm very good at using a knife and fork!"

"Well……"

Zhang Yong secretly shouted that it was terrible.

Why is that damn woman observing so carefully?

Eat my food!

Why can't he use a knife and fork?

Did he eat our rice?

"Is he a native of the sea?"

"What's the meaning?"

"There are a lot of foreigners over there. He often sees them eating Western food. He has learned how to do it a long time ago."

"No?"

"Of course! He has invited people to eat Western food in the concession before. The name of the restaurant is Kangyuan. When will he invite me to eat?"

"OK!"

"It's a deal."

Zhang Yong firmly denies his identity as a time traveler.

At the same time, I secretly reminded myself to be careful in everything in the future. Even Yang Lichu could see the problem. Those big guys in the Fuxing Society might also have doubts.

Just as he was begging to shut up, a major officer suddenly came over in a hurry.

"I'm fine, who can support Zhang Yong?"

"He doesn't."

"Hello. Please come to the command room. You have my phone number."

"knew!"

Zhang Yong got up and went to answer the phone.

Before leaving, I took a bottle of Coke along my leg. Alas, I haven't had it for a long time. I must take care of it tomorrow.

Come to the command room and answer the phone.

It was called from Fugu Bafeng. He said anxiously:
Chapter completed!