GBP Chapter 301 All planes immediately took off and headed for their destination! Salt is not okay, but
Chapter 301 All planes immediately took off and headed for their destination! Salt is not okay, but
Maoershan Airport became busy at four in the morning. The soldiers guarding the airport were refueling eight transport planes. Six refueling trucks converted from Japanese trucks came in handy this time.
However, due to the large amount of fuel that needed to be refueled and the insufficient number of refueling trucks, the refueling work took an hour and a half to complete. In fact, this refueling speed is not slow. After a month of refueling and oil pumping training, the soldiers have become very skilled.
The pilots who were preparing to carry out the mission had already eaten. Lin Zhenhua was talking with Zhao Gang. Ding Wei could not spare the time because he had to keep an eye on the Zhangjiazhuang market. Kong Jie had gone to receive refugees and had not returned yet. Li Yunlong was still lying in the hospital. Deputy Commander Xing had been in the troops for several days. Even if he had rushed back after hearing the news, he would have been late, so he was not notified in the end.
"College student, your main task today is to rush to the first stop, unload the loaded fuel, and then find a secluded place to hide it. After we have enough fuel for two flights, we can airlift two platoons of troops to build fortifications at the first stop to ensure the future fuel supply of the aircraft!"
"You must be careful in this matter. The landing point you chose before may not be available. If things cannot be done, you can look for a new stop, and you must put safety first. In order to ensure your safety on this trip, I suggest sending a team of fighter jets to escort you, so that in case of emergencies, you can withdraw in time!" Zhao Gang persuaded earnestly.
Lin Zhenhua shook his head and replied with a grim expression: "Old Zhao, you don't need to persuade me any more on this matter. I have already made the decision. I now have 16 available pilots, enough to carry out the next flight mission. I know you are worried about my safety, but the combat radius of our Shenying fighter is not large, and the total range is only more than 1000 kilometers. Once we encounter the devil's Zero fighter, the consequences will be disastrous."
"It's almost six o'clock now. We must set off on time at six o'clock and fly southwest. I have planned the route in advance and will avoid the patrol range of the Japanese airport fighter planes. In short, I have made plans for various emergencies. I even installed self-defense weapons on the transport plane. You can rest assured!"
"Zhou Haiyang, immediately notify the eleven pilots on the mission to board the plane, and the ground crew to immediately conduct a pre-takeoff inspection. We will take off on time at six o'clock and head towards our first destination, Stone Mountain."
Under Lin Zhenhua's order, the ground crew began to conduct the final inspection of the fighter plane before takeoff, and the pilot began to sit in the cockpit. Lin Zhenhua also stopped talking with Zhao Gang, put on a helmet, put on a leather coat, wrapped his whole body tightly, changed his feet into cotton shoes, took a tricycle to the transport plane, and entered the transport plane's cockpit through the rear hatch.
Unable to solve the production problem of communication radios, Lin Zhenhua found another way and produced a short-distance communication radio. Its communication distance was only three kilometers, which was quite useless. However, it made Lin Zhenhua very happy, as it at least solved the problem of transport aircraft's communication in the air.
You can use telephone lines when you are on the ground, but you can't use telephone lines in the sky. No matter how bad the short-distance radio is, it is much more convenient than flag signals and hand gestures.
Lin Zhenhua powered up the transport plane first, then turned on the transponder switch, checked the time on his pocket watch, and said in a serious tone: "There are only three minutes left before takeoff. Close the aircraft door immediately and perform three checks before takeoff! The first check is whether the door is airtight, the second is whether there are any abnormalities after starting the engine, and the third is to check whether the clothes are properly worn!"
"Next we will fly at high altitudes. The base cannot produce cold-proof clothing, and in order to avoid the Japanese fighter planes, we will probably have to fly at an altitude of seven or eight thousand meters. In case of emergency, we may even climb to an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. In terms of performance, you can rest assured. The maximum climbing altitude of our transport aircraft can reach meters. The Japanese fighter planes will definitely not be able to reach this altitude, and even if they can, it is difficult for them to pose a huge threat to us."
"This is mainly due to the airflow in the high altitude, which is very unstable. The Japanese Zero fighter has lost too much weight. Once a large-scale offensive action is made in the high altitude, it is very likely to disintegrate in the high altitude."
"The temperature difference between the sky and the ground is very large, which is why I asked everyone to wear leather jackets in advance. If you really can't stand the cold, I also prepared chili peppers and ginger for everyone to help you resist the cold!"
"When flying at high altitudes, it is easy to suffer from hypoxia, especially at an altitude of 10,000 meters. This situation is most obvious. I have already prepared for this. Four oxygen cylinders are mounted on the top of the cockpit. Once hypoxia occurs, oxygen masks must be put on immediately to deal with this emergency."
"I have explained everything I need to say. It will be six o'clock in 30 seconds. Planes one and two will take off first, followed by planes seven and eight. After the runway is cleared, planes five and six will take off, and finally planes three and four."
Under Lin Zhenhua's command, the two transport planes, No. 15 and No. , slid and climbed on the runway and took off safely. Then, No. and No. did the same. Fifteen minutes later, eight transport planes formed a formation in the air and flew southwest.
Zhao Gang looked at the transport planes leaving with a worried look on his face, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He told Zhou Haiyang beside him, "Captain Zhou, notify the flight trainees to continue training immediately. We can't stop training just because the plane crashed and the pilots died. Even if it costs a lot, our independent regiment must train a group of usable pilots!"
"We must not relax our guard at the airport. I will notify Captain Wang to mobilize 12 anti-aircraft guns and 12 anti-aircraft machine guns. We will also use a few of the newly produced 20mm machine guns from the arsenal to strengthen the airport's defense."
"I still have things to do. Captain Zhou, you must follow the college student's instructions and complete the training subjects he has assigned. The ground crew's performance today was not good. Ask them to increase the intensity of their training. We cannot allow such a chaotic situation like today to happen again."
Zhou Haiyang quickly assured: "Political Commissar, you can rest assured about this matter! The training for ground crew is in full swing. The reason for the chaos today is mainly because some trainees have not mastered the essentials. I will personally supervise their refueling training, and it will definitely not affect the next launch of the fighter plane!"
Zhao Gang nodded, left Maoershan Airport and rushed to the regiment headquarters. He had a lot of things to do today. The second branch road of the base was to be completed in the next two days, but there was a problem with the supply of cement. He needed to go to the cement factory to see what the problem was. If it could be solved, he would solve it immediately.
The Zhangjiazhuang market was extremely lively, with merchants coming and going in an endless stream, some even venturing to come at night. The reason why everyone was so anxious was mainly because they were afraid that the Zhangjiazhuang market would not be open for long. They did not want to transport the things they had worked so hard to end up not being able to exchange for the medicines they needed.
Fan Yunfeng, a businessman who came from Taiyuan City, looked at the busy scene in Zhangjiazhuang Market with a faint smile on his face. He came to discuss business on behalf of Ichiro Mitsui. He has been in the market for three days and has figured out the situation of the market. He is very confident in completing the task assigned by Ichiro Mitsui.
"Manager Ding, let's be frank. You sell medicines in the market just for profit. It's impossible for our family to take it all. Besides, we can't offend so many people. We have talked about it twice before. Today I will tell you the truth. You have to give me 50%. I won't let you suffer any loss. I will exchange it all for copper and salt, and give you some rubber. The quantity may not be much, only one or two tons. What do you think?" Fan Yunfeng said calmly.
Ding Wei gradually came to his senses over the past two days. Fan Yunfeng had set his eyes on the medicines in Zhangjiazhuang market and wanted to directly take up half of them. He did not use any threats but kept negotiating with him. This really aroused his interest. After his indirect inquiries over the past two days, Ding Wei also understood that Fan Yunfeng's backer was Chief of Staff Mitsui, which made him understand this man's confidence.
Ding Wei picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. It was not that he wanted to be pretentious, but he had to do so in order to discuss business these days. These businessmen wanted the other party to die in order to grab the profits, but when it came to pretending, each one was more polite than the other, which really gave Ding Wei a good show.
"Mr. Fan, if that's the case, I'll tell you the truth. We have to give away at least 30% of the medicines in this market to other merchants. Otherwise, our market won't be able to continue. After all, we still need to exchange medicines for food. People can live without salt, but if they don't eat food, they will starve to death!"
"But Mr. Fan thinks it's troublesome and is unwilling to exchange it with grain. I want grain now. If I can't buy enough grain, I won't be able to report to my superiors. If Mr. Fan insists on exchanging it with copper and salt, my bottom price is 30%. We are both businessmen. Even if this deal fails, there is still friendship. There is no need to tear each other apart!"
"Mr. Fan should also know that I am not the one who can make the decision. I have already asked the master family on Mr. Fan's behalf, and this is the answer from the master family. We who work below really have no way to decide!"