"These guys..."

"Everyone is so rough and arrogant..."

"You're not afraid of squeezing me out..."

Zhang Yong secretly resented it.

I feel like these Soviet pilots are all genuine.

I show my love for you unabashedly. But the way of expression is a bit too intense.

Most people really can't bear it.

【Your adventure experience increases】

[Your overall physical fitness +1]

The system is an afterthought.

Better than nothing.

If not, my small body would have been crushed to pieces.

Oh, if there is no system, you may die just after traveling through time. Where is the chance to stand here and enjoy life?

finally……

Push these hot guys away.

"Everyone, lunch is ready." Zhang Ping came up to the rescue just in time.

"It's time to eat. It's time to eat." Zhang Yong greeted in Russian.

A group of big guys immediately cheered up.

Enter the restaurant.

I smelled vodka.

Sure enough, wherever these big guys go, vodka will follow.

In fact, vodka is very cheap. At least much cheaper than red wine. If possible, China can brew it itself.

The staple food is beef and potatoes.

Exclusively for Soviet pilots. Chinese people do not have such treatment.

China's own pilots ate pork ribs stewed with potatoes. There was no beef. At that time, beef was in short supply.

Especially in places like Nanchang, large quantities of beef are hard to find.

If you were in Lanzhou, there would be more.

All Soviet aid was concentrated in Lanzhou and then distributed to various theaters.

The Air Force's assistance, mainly aircraft, was also concentrated in Lanzhou. For a time, the small Lanzhou actually became the most eye-catching presence in the northwest.

"Zhang, you are a hero!" Kutakhov came up to toast.

A full glass of vodka.

Zhang Yong:……

It's fatal.

These guys.

I'm not good at drinking alcohol!

In the previous life, I poured a bottle of beer. In this life, it seems...

However, hospitality is hard to reject.

To be serious, this is proletarian sentiment!

Really, he could feel the strong proletarian friendship from the other party...

Nothing selfish.

They left their motherland and came to a strange land thousands of miles away to fight the Japanese...

So far, double digits of Soviet pilots have died.

After some sacrifices, the bodies were never found. Since then, loyal bones have been buried everywhere in Qingshan.

There's just something I don't understand.

Why are they all Bolsheviks, but they choose to cooperate with the government...

It seems that the Bolsheviks in China are in Yan'an...

Stop it.

Stop it.

Don't dare to think too much.

He took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Dry!

Give it your all.

It doesn't matter if you're drunk anyway.

Yang Lichu is right next to her. She will take care of the funeral affairs.

wrong.

Wrong.

It's the end of the hand, not the aftermath.

One glass of wine shouldn't kill you.

My throat feels a little hot. Sure enough, it is a strong alcohol over 60 degrees!

If I drink this big cup, I will probably have to lie down for two days.

Don't even think about going to Chongqing tonight.

result……

After drinking hard liquor...

Huh?

Seems okay?

I just feel that my internal organs are a little hot.

Then……

There is no more.

I'm not drunk. I'm not dizzy either.

It's like drinking a glass of warm water. Well, the temperature is slightly higher. Drink more hot water if you don't mind...

"Bah bang bang!"

"Bah bang bang!"

A group of big guys applauded enthusiastically.

Obviously, they all admired Zhang Yong's heroism very much.

There are really not many others who dare to drink it all in one go.

Even they themselves have to weigh it up.

Zhang Yong glanced at Yang Lichu in the distance and found that she was biting her lip quietly. Apparently she was worried that he would collapse soon.

result……

It's really okay.

No feeling at all. Still very energetic.

Judgment is the result of systematic strengthening of physical fitness, including alcohol consumption.

"open!"

Yegorov enthusiastically introduced the beef and potatoes.

Zhang Yong was not polite and took the plate directly.

"open!"

Parlov came up to toast again.

Obviously, this guy wants to bring Zhang Yong down completely.

Proletarian feelings are so direct. If you don't fail, it will appear that I am not sincere enough.

"good!"

Zhang Yong took it and drank it in one gulp.

It's okay. There is a system to save lives. I can knock you all down by myself.

Let you fully understand what the Chinese people's drinking capacity is. I can defeat a whole group of you by myself. Even a flying group!

How to say?

From now on, your Marshal Rokossovsky will call me "big brother" at the wine table.

Sure enough, after another glass of vodka, nothing happened.

"Bah bang bang!"

"Bah bang bang!"

Many big guys applauded enthusiastically again.

There is light in each of their eyes. I feel that these are true friends.

Those who cannot drink vodka are not friends who have died.

"Come again!"

Zhang Yong is so angry.

Although he was not drunk, he began to talk eloquently.

What, what do we Chinese people say, three drinks as a penalty? No. I will drink three drinks first. You can do whatever you want.

After I finish drinking these three cups, it will be my turn to toast you. I will beat you around and knock you all down.

"Bah bang bang!"

"Ah bang bang"

Another round of applause.

Egorov himself brought a full glass of vodka.

Zhang Yong took it, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp without any hesitation. Finally, he turned the glass over.

Only a few drops of vodka fell into the glass. The rest was finished.

"open!"

"open!"

The big guys were even more excited.

Zhang Yong burped.

Huh? You still get hiccups after drinking? Is there something wrong...

Okay, three cups have passed. Now it’s my turn to fight back against you. Get ready to face the blast!

He placed the wine glass heavily on the table and shouted, "Come again! Which of you will follow..."

"I'll do it!" Kutakhov eagerly agreed.

Then pour yourself a drink.

Fill up.

Pick up the wine glass and drink it all in one gulp.

Zhang Yong took the wine bottle, filled it up for himself, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Bah bang bang!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

The two empty wine glasses were put down heavily.

It was filled with people immediately.

Then……

Everyone held a cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Three cups...

Five cups...

Kutakhov finally fell.

Zhang Yong was in high spirits, his eyes were shining, and he even blew a kiss to Yang Lichu.

Yang Lichu:......

This bastard!

It’s a shame that I’m still so worried!

I didn’t expect that I could drink so well!

Were those female spies from the past deceived like this?

Everyone wanted to win over him, but ended up getting in on his own.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Zhang Yong waved his wine glass.

I'm not drunk, but I feel like I'm the king of heaven.

wrong.

The King of Heaven and I rank second. I rank first.

you!

They all fell to me!

Today, no one is allowed to stand! Everyone crawls for me!

What?

Can't drink?

It's okay. It's okay if you're drunk.

If the Japanese planes arrive, I can deal with them alone...

Besides, I still have a flying brigade!

"continue!"

"continue!"

He kept shouting.

Finally, the last big guy was brought down.

"you……"

"this……"

The big guy gave a thumbs up.

Completely convinced.

It's crazy.

If the other party is alone, drink a dozen of them!

"Plop!"

The last big guy fell down.

Heaped together in a mess with other companions.

Fortunately, the floor of the restaurant is quite clean. It's okay to lie down for a while.

"Are you crazy?"

Yang Lichu finally couldn't help but came over.

Zhang Yong proudly made a victory gesture towards her. He was so proud and so proud.

Haha, these guys really don’t drink.

"Commissioner..."

Zhang Ping approached cautiously.

Observe Zhang Yong carefully and make sure that the other person is indeed not drunk.

"Give them each a blanket and make some sobering soup." Zhang Yong said casually, "Keep the guard post far away."

"Okay." Zhang Ping agreed, feeling suddenly relieved, "The commissioner is still awesome. We can all be quiet in the future."

"How to say?"

"In other airports, many people are vomited due to drinking problems."

"Yeah?"

"Wang Shuming, who had just returned from studying abroad, didn't know how high the sky was and took the initiative to fight. As a result, he suffered stomach bleeding on the spot and was sent to the hospital."

"So fierce?"

"They have a ban on carrying alcohol bottles into the sky."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Maybe this is the characteristic of a fighting nation. They really don't seem to give up drinking.

Vodka in the left hand, Bobosha in the right...

Singing Katyusha and shouting Ula...

Then he rushed up.

You said, Desan has a powerful army!

At the beginning of the war, the stronger group defeated France and surrendered in forty days.

However, when encountering a fighting nation...

Leng was overturned by a car.

Was the Songhu battlefield tragic?

Tragic.

But compared with the Soviet-German battlefield, it is really not on the same level.

Whether it was the firepower of the national army or the Japanese invaders, there was no chance to cover the flanks on the Soviet-German battlefield. The Soviet-German battlefield was the real hell on earth.

In one Stalingrad, the ammunition dropped by both sides was enough for hundreds of Songhu battlefields.

A class-A division like the Japanese aggressors might not be able to last even three days if deployed on the Soviet-German battlefield.

If it doesn't work well, he'll be beaten in one day.

"Well……"

Hiccups.

So full.

Not drunk. But very full.

My stomach is full of water, but I have no intention of going to the toilet.

Yang Lichu brought sobering soup.

Zhang Yong:……

Doesn’t seem necessary?

But everyone else brought it.

So he took it and drank it all in one gulp.

It's okay.

I feel very energetic.

I want to find something to do. It would be best if a Japanese plane arrives...

result……

A miracle happened.

He wants Japanese aircraft to appear...

It really happened.

The air map showed that a Japanese aircraft appeared in the east.

All alone, just one.

Maybe it took off from Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport and then arrived at Nanchang Airport.

Check.

It's a Type 97 fighter jet.

It was an aircraft of the Red Deer Air Force of the Japanese Army.

But why is there only one?

Keep checking.

It was discovered that the Japanese aircraft did not carry bombs.

Of course, the machine gun is equipped with ammunition.

Are they out for reconnaissance?

You know, there is a great relationship between the aircraft's range and load capacity.

If fighter jets do not carry bombs, they can increase their range a lot.

For example, if the Japanese invaders' 96 Land Attack did not carry any bombs, its range would be more than 4,000 kilometers.

But what would you do if you didn't bring a bomb?

Wasting gas?

Unless it's reconnaissance.

This Type 97 fighter jet may have come out for reconnaissance.

In fact, aerial reconnaissance is very frequent.

In the era without radar, you might not even know that an enemy aircraft was coming or passing by.

It just so happened that Zhang Yong was free to point to the map.

Therefore, any aircraft movement within a radius of about 350 kilometers will be prompted.

Even if only one plane is dispatched.

"Well……"

Burping again.

So full. Want to move around. Eat less.

Just in time, the Japanese invaders plane arrived. There was only one plane again. I happened to go flirt with him.

Let’s be one-on-one! We are divided into superior and inferior, and also divided into life and death!

"Zhang Ping!"

"arrive!"

"There is a Japanese aircraft attacking from the direction of Hangzhou. It may invade Huizhou, Wuyuan, Jingdezhen and other places."

"Now?"

"Yes. I will take off immediately to fight. The battlefield may be over Huizhou and Wuyuan."

"Understood. I will immediately notify the local garrison to pay attention."

"good."

Zhang Yong is preparing to take off.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare.

Just wear two more sweaters to resist the cold. It’s cold at high altitudes.

There is no need for other flight jackets or the like at the moment. The altitude is usually around 4,000 meters.

"No need to hang bombs."

"Just load the machine gun with bullets."

Zhang Yong ordered.

Since the Japanese aircraft needed long range, so did he.

Without any bombs mounted, the range of the BA-65 fighter jet can reach about 1,200 kilometers.

It's enough to deal with the Japanese aircraft. If the opponent is a master.

take off.

accelerate.

hover.

Then fly due east.

The air map showed that the Japanese aircraft had arrived over Huizhou.

Huizhou is actually a pretty good name, but I don’t know why it was changed later.

Changshan Zhao Zilong is very impressive.

If you want to yell, Zhao Zilong from Shijiazhuang, then...

Keep flying forward.

50 kilometers…

Start avoiding the opponent's route.

The operation is the same as before. Just go behind the target and bite its tail.

10 kilometers…

5 kilometers…

The Japanese aircraft entered the range of the radar map.

Only one red dot is displayed, indicating that there is only one Japanese pilot. He should be out for reconnaissance.

If you can do reconnaissance alone, it shows that you are a master.

Quietly biting its tail.

1000 meters…

600 meters…

About to enter firing range.

Suddenly, the Japanese aircraft quickly turned over and then flew sideways.

Oh, it was discovered.

He is indeed a master.

Although he successfully bit his tail, he had no chance to fire.

It is difficult to hit when firing from 600 meters away. The 7.7mm machine gun has limited lethality.

According to standard requirements, fire should be fired within 200 meters.

No more than 300 meters at most.

Otherwise, it's just a waste of ammunition.

Calm.

Silently watching the other person escape.

It's okay. You run away first. I'll wait for you to stabilize before I bite your tail.

Suddenly I realized something was wrong.

Damn...

At this time, the urge to urinate is strong...

It's over...

I drank so much just now that I never went to the toilet.

There was also a large bowl of hangover soup that Yang Lichu brought, and she drank it all herself.

I didn’t feel it at the time. The result is coming now?

It's terrible...

Damn Japanese invaders. Don’t run away!

Your uncle is in a hurry and can't continue playing with you. Hurry up and die.

accelerate.

Circle left.

Appeared behind the Japanese aircraft again.

1000 meters…

800 meters…

"Baga!"

The Japanese pilots were also very alert and immediately found themselves being targeted again.

Without thinking, he immediately rolled over and then escaped to one side. At the same time, he pulled up, trying to use speed and maneuverability to avoid the opponent's fire.

Zhang Yong:……

Damn, what a master.

There is nothing special about the operation. It is just very alert.

I bit the tail from behind twice, but it discovered it in advance. The opponent ran away before I even got within firing range.

Grass……

Your uncle, I...

If I have time, I will definitely fight with you to the end.

but……

People have three urgent needs...

Don't run away...

accelerate!

Crazy chase!

Tail biting again.

700 meters…

500 meters…

Turn off the fire decisively.

"Chi chi chi..."

"Chi chi chi..."

Two strings of bullets poured out.

Unfortunately, it missed. The distance was still too far.

The requirements of the model are all summarized by others. It is really a waste of ammunition to fire from 300 meters away.

If all the ammunition is wasted, the beating will be in vain.

I had to let go of my hand angrily.

Relax……

If you can't bear it, then don't bear it.

Anyway, no one else saw it. There will be nothing shameful after returning.

As long as you can shoot down enemy planes, you can do anything.

So, spread all the way...

Gradually happy.

Feeling comfortable all over.

Then he bit the tail of the Japanese aircraft again.

1000 meters…

700 meters…

Didn't fire. Just kept following.

"Baga!"

The Japanese pilots fled in a hurry.

This time, Zhang Yong did not continue to pursue. Instead, he thought of a new strategy.

Since biting the tail from behind is useless, then I'll just make an ambush in the air!

Observe the movements of Japanese aircraft.

Then decisively and suddenly appeared from the side.

"Chi chi chi..."

"Chi chi chi..."

Fire continuously.

Unfortunately, it still didn't hit.

It's a little bit off, but it's okay. I still have machine gun bullets.

"Baga..."

"Who is so perverted..."

"Why do you always catch me?"

Although there was no hit, the Japanese pilot's mentality had collapsed.

The other party is simply more ghost than ghost.

hateful!

Don't dare to stay any longer.

He turned around in a hurry and ran away quickly.

It must retreat back to Jianqiao Airport as quickly as possible. Otherwise, it will definitely be shot down.

The opponent's skills are so weird that they are completely inexplicable.

result……

Suddenly I realized something was wrong...

The other party appears again!

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!