Impal Airport, India.

Last night, the airport received an emergency notice and leveled a runway overnight.

As a result, the sky had just turned bright this morning, and a team of more than a dozen DC-3 transport planes appeared over the airport.

Then, these dozen DC-3 transport aircraft landed at the airport one after another, and were parked on the just-level runway with a fragrance of soil.

Bathing in the rising sun, Zheng Shaoyu appeared on the runway with 300 pilots.

"Everything is there, look left and right."

“Look forward.”

"stand at attention."

After completing the team, Zhang Fan, who had been promoted to captain, ran to Zheng Shaoyu and reported: "Reporting to the division seat, the first flight brigade of the First Flight Regiment of the 1st Aviation Division has gathered, and there should be 300 people, but in fact 300 people, please instruct."

"After a moment." Zheng Shaoyu replied to the Israeli military salute.

"Yes." Zhang Fan ran back to the queue and "rest a little."

Three hundred vibrant pilots took a break.

Zheng Shaoyu walked to the queue and said in a deep voice: "Tell me!"

Zhang Fan and 300 pilots stood attentively.

Zheng Shaoyu said: "This time, there are only two requirements for you. First, you must drive back 300 fighter jets safely! Second, you must not embarrass the people of the motherland! After arriving in South Africa, you must pay attention to military appearance and discipline and strictly abide by the Allied forces' regulations, but..."

After pausing, Zheng Shaoyu said again: "If someone bullies us, don't be timid and do it again!"

"Yes!" Zhang Fan and three hundred pilots responded with a loud look.

Zheng Shaoyu waved his hand and said, "Go!"

Zhang Fan ran to the side of the queue again and shouted loudly: "Everything is available, turn right, step in one step!"

Three hundred pilots lined up in three columns and walked towards the dozen transport planes parked on the runway.

Then these DC-3 transport aircraft began to slide, one after another, and then disappeared into the air.

The time point of the British and Indian army transport fleet was very accurate. Almost as soon as this transport fleet left the Impal airspace, the roar of the aircraft engine came from the eastern airspace again.

But this time, the bombers from the Japanese Air Force came.

More than 20 Type 95 long-range bombers flew over Impal Airport under the escort of more than a dozen Zero fighters, and then bombed the runway and various airport facilities.

However, the focus of the bombing was the "p-40 fighter jets" anchored on the open-air aprons on both sides of the runway.

The bombing of the Japanese Air Force lasted for more than half an hour before it finally ended.

When Zheng Shaoyu, Stilwell and a group of staff from the Air Force emerged from the underground bunker, they saw that the runway that had just been leveled was blown up.

The "P-40 fighter jets" anchored on the open-air aprons on both sides of the runway were all blown up, revealing the straw and wooden strips inside.

Yes, that's right, these P-40 fighters are all in disguise.

During this period, the Chinese Expeditionary Force deployed a large number of such camouflage machines.

These camouflage machines are very exquisitely made and even worn with camouflage clothes on the surface.

There is only one intention, that is, to consume the bombs used to consume the Japanese Air Force.

At least from the moment, the effect is still OK. Not only Impal Airport, but also the fake targets parked at Mandalay, Myitkyina and Lashio Airports are all bombarded by the Japanese Air Force.

"Farke Oil!" Stilwell compared his middle finger to the Japanese bomber far away from the sky.

Stilwell has been in a bad mood recently, and the reason is very simple. Because the British and Indian troops insist on not providing air support to the Chinese Expeditionary Force, Impal Airport has no air force protection and can only endure the bombing of the Japanese Air Force again and again.

Zheng Shaoyu took out a cigarette and handed one to Stilwell.

"No, no, I'll smoke this." Stilwell shook his head and refused, then took out his own pipe.

Zheng Shaoyu put away the cigarette, struck a match again, and helped Stilwell nod the tobacco in his pipe. Stilwell took a deep breath, and his face showed a look of satisfaction.

Stilwell was not adapted to the hot weather in India.

In addition, after arriving in Impal, all work was extremely busy.

Smoking a pipe of cigarettes in your spare time has become Stilwell's only anti-punishment.

Zheng Shaoyu said, "General Stilwell, I am still a little worried."

Stilwell frowned and asked, "General Zheng, are you worried about Alexander? Worrying that he intercepted these 200 P-40 fighters and 100 P-38 fighters?"

"Yes." Zheng Shaoyu said, "After all, the situation in the British army in Africa is very unfavorable, and the losses of the air force are particularly large, and fighter jets are urgently needed."

"Don't worry, he dare not take action." Stilwell said confidently, "I have sent a telegram to the Allied General Command, asking the General Command to ensure that these fighter jets can arrive at the Myanmar battlefield in time and smoothly."

After a pause, Stilwell said: "After all, the battlefield in Myanmar is more difficult than the battlefield in Africa."

"Yes." Zheng Shaoyu said, "If our Chinese Expeditionary Force can have the British and non-military forces and technical equipment, the Japanese army will not even have the intention to invade Myanmar. We may even counterattack Southeast Asia!"

Speaking of the British army, Stilwell's face suddenly became gloomy again.

After the outbreak of World War II, the British army's expression was really bad.

Not only did it perform poorly on the European battlefield, but it was also unbearable to see it in Asia and Africa.

"I really can't imagine it." Stilwell shook his head and said helplessly, "The British Empire's army has fallen to such a level, so in Africa, the British are completely unable to count on it. Now my only hope is that the US Army can grow up as soon as possible and take on the key points of the African battlefield!"

As of now, the U.S. Army has participated in combat in Africa.

However, since most of the US Army are recruits and extremely lack of veterans with combat experience, the combat effectiveness of the troops is also very low and their performance is also very poor.

Zheng Shaoyu said: "General Stilwell, I have a suggestion."

"Suggestions?" Stilwell said in surprise, "What advice do you have?"

Zheng Shaoyu said: "The improvement of the combat effectiveness of an army is not a matter of overnight, but requires the accumulation of combat. I have no choice but to contact the African War Zone Command on the Air Force and ask them to send a group of US pilots to the Myanmar battlefield to improve their combat effectiveness by training with the Japanese Air Force!"

Hearing this, Stilwell's eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt a window open in front of him.
Chapter completed!