Four hundred and seventy-two only the Chinese Air Force who died in battle, and no pilots who surren
Chennard continued: "For this reason, I have returned to China and traveled around the military and political circles, but some senior military officials in China are not interested in this matter. They think it is not a wise move to sell fighter jets to offend the Japanese for China at this time."
After pausing, Chennard looked at Zhou Zhihan: "Just when I thought I was desperate, someone helped me. Zhihan, who would you guess?"
Zhou Zhihan smiled and shook his head.
"It's General Pat Plov!"
Zhou Zhihan was very surprised: "My teacher? How is he? I haven't written a letter to him for a long time."
"Yes!" Chennard said with a smile, "I didn't expect it! Hehe, at the critical moment, I went to Major General Pat Prov and said I was your friend, so he met me. He has now been promoted to Lieutenant General, transferred from Randolph Air Force Academy, and held an important position in the Admiralty. When he met me, he also asked me to return to China and give him greetings to you."
Zhou Zhihan was excited. After leaving the United States for so long, the teacher was still thinking about him.
"After hearing from me about the current situation of China's anti-Japanese war and the determination of the Chinese people to resist the war, General Pat Plov expressed deep sympathy for China and introduced me to President Roosevelt's adviser, Mr. Lauglin Corey.
Mr. Cory strongly supported my suggestions. He and President Roosevelt's lawyer Mr. Colin suggested that President Rosefurt approve the organization of the Air Force Volunteer Team to fight in China and provide assistance in aircraft and weapons."
Zhou Zhirou glanced at Zhou Zhihan. Chennard didn't say this, but he, the commander-in-chief of the Air Force, did not know about it. From this, it can be seen that this matter is top secret. He knew that since Roosevelt's aides and lawyers supported the assistance to China, this matter would be successful. However, even if Roosevelt agreed, he would need to go through the legal procedures of the United States, and it would not be successful overnight.
Sure enough, Chennard continued: "President Roosevelt was very concerned about this matter and secretly summoned me to ask me about the Chinese government's determination to fight against the war.
I told him about the bloody battle of the Chinese army during the Battle of Shanghai. The killing of the Chinese army did not shake the determination of the Chinese army to fight against the war, and the Chongqing tragedy did not make the Chinese government surrender. The air force still refused to surrender in the adversity of almost annihilation, and fought the powerful Japanese air force to the end. When I told him that during the War of Resistance against Japan, there were only Chinese Air Force who died in battle and did not surrender in the Chinese Air Force, President Roosevelt was shocked, because in the Battle of England and Germany, there were countless pilots captured on both sides, and the ability of Chinese pilots to be so loyal and fierce, it means that this nation has an indomitable determination."
Chennard said as he sucked a few chews of the cigar, his voice lowered: "That day, President Roosevelt met me for almost an hour. Maybe because I represented both China and the United States at the time, so he told me that his think tanks had discovered that Japan's war resources had begun to lack successors, especially oil was very dependent on the United States. I could tell from his tone that he was worried that Japan would make irrational actions one day."
Zhou Zhihan felt aroused in his heart. Before traveling through time, there were rumors that Roosevelt knew that Japan had attacked Pearl Harbor but deliberately made a statement, just to have an excuse to join the war. Judging from Chennard's words, these rumors were not groundless.
"Finally, the President expressed his strong support for forming an air force to support China, but all pilots cannot be composed of American soldiers, and must be composed of civilian flight enthusiasts, because the United States does not want to offend Japan in full at this time.
Moreover, this matter cannot be rushed. China must find a way to convince opponents of Congress, and even if they cannot convince them, they must sympathize with China.
So these days, Chinese Ambassador to the United States, Mr. Song Ziwen, has been running around and achieved certain results.
Not long ago, Mr. Lauglin Cory, the adviser of President Roosevelt, sent a telegram to tell me that I hope that I and the chief officer of the Chinese Air Force will go to the United States to purchase fighter jets in March and April next year, and recruit American pilots to China to participate in the war against Japan."
Zhou Zhirou was very happy after listening to it and said to Chennard: "This is really great. You will have the greatest contribution to this matter!"
"I don't want any credit!" Chennard smiled and waved his hands. After the three of them clinked glasses, they took a sip of red wine and continued, "I was ready to return to China at the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, but with the invitation of Mrs. Jiang, I went to Nanjing. During this period, I saw the perseverance of the Chinese army and the Chinese people were deeply troubled by the war. I really couldn't bear to leave, so I decided to stay and become a member of the Chinese people and fight against Japan together!"
Zhou Zhirou stood up and said, "Just say this, I will give you a cup on behalf of the Chinese people!"
Zhou Zhihan was also moved and stood up. He knew that during the Anti-Japanese War, the Flying Tigers led by Chennard made indelible military achievements for China's War of Resistance, and China's credit book will always record him.
After the three of them sat down, Chennard continued: "After receiving the recognition from the White House, I returned to China and told Principal Jiang about this secret matter in person. He was very happy and ordered the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and Ambassador to the United States Mr. Song Ziwen to start discussing all aspects of the procurement of fighter jets. When the opportunity is ripe next March and April, I will make a special trip to return to China to purchase fighter jets and recruit volunteers..."
The three of them ate this meal for nearly three hours. After drinking tea and chatting for a while, Zhou Zhirou and Chennard asked Zhou Zhihan to go back early to rest and prepare for tomorrow's ace battle.
Back in the single-family room, Zhou Zhihanshu took a comfortable hot bath, changed into clean clothes, then closed the door, opened the system, and entered [Air Overlord].
Time is back to six o'clock.
Karen, Qin Shu and four female soldiers sat together for dinner. The aunt who was in charge of cooking sat down for them and sat down to eat together. While chatting, she suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, when I came back from shopping, I passed a small restaurant and heard someone shouting loudly in the restaurant, as if they were arguing about our Chinese Air Force ace facing the Japanese ace."
Qin Shu asked quickly: "Why are they quarreling?"
The aunt only knew that Qin Shu and the others were soldiers, and she didn't know anything else. She was honest and kind, and her son also worked at the airport as a ground staff member, so the Air Force Logistics Department was relieved and asked her to cook for Karen and the others to clean the room.
"When I passed by the door, a large group of people said that the owner of the small restaurant bragged, saying that he didn't know the ace pilot of the Chinese Air Force at all, and his name was Zhou..."
Qin Shu said: "Are they talking about Zhou Zhihan?"
The aunt said: "Yes, yes, yes, they are talking about Zhou Zhihan, saying that he wants to fight with the Japanese, and that the owner of the small restaurant bragged that he knew Zhou Zhihan was gilding on his face.
I was going to come back to cook, but I didn't listen carefully. The cause of the incident seemed to be that the owner of the small restaurant said that Zhou Zhihan was his brother. The guests in the room laughed at him. Judging from the tone at that time, they might be able to move and beat him..."
Qin Shu frowned. Zhou Zhihan has an older brother? When I was in the United States, I never heard him say that he told me that he was his only son. Could this guy be lying to me?
"Caren!" Qin Shu asked Karen in English, "Does Colonel Zhou have an older brother?"
Karen was stunned, wondering why Qin Shu asked this: "No, he told me that his dad is the only son. What's wrong?"
Qin Shu: "..."
...
The next morning, Zhou Zhihan got up and ran in the morning. After half an hour of fist, he became more energetic. Then he went back to take a shower and then went to a small restaurant in Wangwu Lake to eat tofu brain. When he came back, he saw that Zhou Zhirou had already sent someone to drive to wait at the door, so he took a shower and took a bus to Taiping Temple Airport.
At 10:30 am.
Chengdu Taiping Temple Airport.
Zhou Zhihan ate 60% full. After resting for more than ten minutes, accompanied by Zhou Zhirou, Chennard and others, went to the secret hangar, circled around the fighter plane and checked it carefully, entered the flight cabin, and checked everything was normal.
Zhou Zhirou personally tightened the fixing belt for him and helped him cover the cabin.
On the 214th, Messerchmit started, slowly drove into the airport runway, took off, and flew towards the sky above Yun'an Town.
Yun'an Town.
Today, Yun'an Town became the focus, and military observation groups and journalists from various countries in China have long gathered here.
After negotiations between China and Japan, Japanese journalists were also allowed to come to the battlefield today.
The common people in Chengdu and Chongqing received a flyer yesterday. Many people came to Yun'an Town not far from a hundred miles to cheer for the Chinese ace pilot. Many people formed a cheering group with a blue sky and white sun flag in hand, shaking flags and shouting!
Chapter completed!