Plane?! Zhu Bin suddenly became energetic, rolled up his sleeves and said cheerfully: "Huh? You are so brave, you dare to break into my dragnet! This is because I know that I am bored, so I came here to entertain me.

!Brothers, get organized!"

Jiading County is dozens of miles away from the front line. You can hear the sound of artillery but can't see the shadow of the Japs. The hands of all the volunteers seem to be itchy. Now, a big meal is delivered to their door. They all smile happily and shout and prepare quickly.

stand up!

After such a long period of training, the mentality and tactical literacy of the Volunteer Army soldiers have been completely different. They are especially experienced in dealing with fighter planes. Not only the people in the fire platoon know how to use two to three heavy machine guns to set up traps to intercept and shoot Japanese fighter planes, it is ordinary

The riflemen can also gather forty or fifty guns at the same time to form a dense aerial firepower network, and use volleys to give the little devils a good look!

Unexpectedly, they had just started to prepare, but the two planes did not rush directly to bomb and strafe as expected. The leading one slowed down and gently swayed its wings. With his sharp eyes, Zhu Bin saw that the pilot seemed to be waving his hands in greeting. He hurriedly adjusted his position.

When the lifeboat scanned it, it turned out to be a foreigner with a big nose! The plane didn't look like one used by the Japanese army. Looking at the English spray-painted on the fuselage, there was the word "boeing" in it!

Zhu Bin quickly gave the order not to fire, and in the blink of an eye, the machine guns that had been erected were lowered. Not long after, he saw the two planes circling overhead. The pilots stretched out their hands to signal repeatedly, and slowly landed on the wide campus next to the school.

On the playground, it slid bumpily for more than a hundred meters and came to a stop.

There was no need to give orders. Several soldiers had already trotted all the way to surround him. Zhu Bin strode forward and saw a tall, handsome young white man jumping out of the plane with a smile. He greeted the soldiers without fear at all.

"Hello! Dear gentlemen, please don't point your gun at me, okay? I'm here to help the Chinese army fight the Japanese friends! American friends!"

When Zhu Bin heard this, he was immediately happy. This guy didn't recognize life at all. It's interesting! He glanced at the young man who jumped off the other plane and was obviously of mixed Chinese and foreign descent. He raised his hand and saluted him.

Military salute, loudly said: "We welcome all friends who fight against the Japanese! I am Captain Zhu Hanchen, deputy commander of the Shanghai Volunteer Army. Welcome, friends from the United States!"

The young white man responded with an American military salute in a smart manner, and exaggeratedly said: "Wow! It turns out to be a commander! Lieutenant Robert Short of the U.S. Army Air Force has met Mr. Commander!" He then turned to point at the young man, "

That’s my assistant Kyouro.”

"Welcome!" His cheerful and free style made Zhu Bin even happier. He stepped forward to shake hands with him and said happily: "Mr. Short, when you came here today, did you plan to find someone to have a drink with you? I don't think so.

Flying drunkenly in the sky is a good idea!"

Robert Short shrugged and shook his head: "I'm not in such a good mood. Actually, we came here to ask for help. You see, my beloved baby is out of gas."

Zhu Bin turned his head and carefully looked at the orange-painted bi-wing single-engine propeller fighter in front of him. It had a short and fat fuselage, an exposed nine-cylinder radial engine, 7.62mm machine guns arranged on both wings, and a monocoque fuselage.

, it seemed to be flying smoothly, but he found several shocking bullet holes on the wooden wings.

"What a good thing!" Zhu Bin almost laughed out loud. As an excellent space junk expert, he has an inexplicable love and research on all antiques. This ancient piston-type biplane propeller cannot even be found in museums.

We can only find some traces of the aircraft from the original materials and restorations, but things that have been restored through high-tech technology are not as eye-catching as the original ones!

Robert Short mistook his gleaming eyes and flushed face as a compliment to the aircraft, and explained with satisfaction: "It seems that you are also an expert! This is our company's best 218 fighter jet, with the best quality in the world today."

With stable quality and the richest flight accumulation, it is a powerful partner that can help China defeat the Japanese Air Force!"

"Company?" Zhu Bin became confused. This guy seemed to have just said that he was a lieutenant in the Army Aviation Corps.

Robert Short smiled and said: "Let me introduce myself again! I am the sales manager of Boeing's Asian Market Development Department. Air Force Lieutenant was my last profession. This time I made a special trip to promote our excellent fighter jets to the Chinese Air Force."

"Understood!" Zhu Bin nodded understandingly, "Then, Mr. Short's baby must have received good reviews from the Air Force, right?"

Robert Short showed his hands helplessly: "It is said that the superiors like it more, but they want to see more actual combat performances, so they hope that I will drive to Nanjing to perform. However, I happened to encounter a group of unfriendly Japanese when taking off.

Fighters, I gave them a good beating first, but unfortunately, it seems that they were not shot down, and my plane was slightly damaged, so I had to deviate to your territory."

Zhu Bin was immediately in awe. This is such a dedicated and good employee! In order to sell the aircraft, he did not hesitate to risk his own life in the sky. This is a serious risk of death!

Stepping forward and circling the plane twice, Zhu Bin was more and more impressed by this bold and casual American young man! The protection around the cockpit of this plane was pitifully thin, and it would certainly not be able to stop the commonly used full-power bullets, let alone ejection.

The seat does not carry a parachute. Once it is shot down, it can only wait to fall to death!

He came to the second plane and said hello to the mixed-race young man. The young man was less than twenty years old. His face was a little childish, but he had a slender figure and sharp eyes. He was obviously a smart guy.

Beside his plane, he watched the surrounding volunteer soldiers vigilantly and did not let them get close.

"Hello, can I see your plane? I promise not to damage it!" Zhu Bin said hello warmly and friendly.

The mixed-race young man named Gonglang hesitated for a moment, glanced at Mr. Short, nodded, and stepped aside.

Zhu Bin stepped forward and looked carefully. This was also the same Boeing 218 aircraft. It seemed that it had just been assembled not long ago. There were also several bullet holes in the fuselage.

"What do you think of Japanese fighter jets and pilots? Are they easy to deal with?" Zhu Bin looked at him with interest and asked.

Gyouro raised his slender eyebrows, curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Their skills are terrible! If we are well prepared, I can deal with the three of them!"

"Oh! He's very confident, but I like it!" Zhu Bin looked at him more and more pleased with him.

Robert Short came over and explained to him: "Kyouro is a good young man! He bought this plane with all his savings and took it with him personally to support the fight against Japan. He happened to be traveling with me because he understands China.

If so, I asked him to be my assistant temporarily. Don’t underestimate him, his understanding of aircraft and his driving skills are no worse than those old guys from the European War!”

What a talent! Zhu Bin's heart moved, his smile became even more enthusiastic, and he waved: "Great! I'm just trying to meet some flying masters. So gentlemen, how about having a cup of coffee with me? Don't worry.

Your baby will have someone to look after it to ensure its safety!"

Looking at the well-trained soldiers with powerful firepower around him, Robert Short shrugged in agreement and followed Zhu Bin to the temporary headquarters. The three of them drank hot coffee and chatted for a long time. Zhu Bin

Finally, I couldn't hold it back anymore and asked: "So, Robert, do you mind if I lend you your plane to fly around twice? I guarantee there won't be any damage, and I can even provide you with some useful modification suggestions!"
Chapter completed!