Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1160, Doolittle

 It is impossible to be hot-blooded.

It is impossible to be passionate in this life.

In other words, he was trying to find a way to kill a few more Japanese invaders...

Shake his head.

Get rid of the messy thoughts in your mind.

Have a meal.

sleep.

Nothing happened all night.

Get up the next day and continue studying the special plane.

I was thoughtfully thinking about how long it would take to fly from Xi'an to Peiping?

Open the world map. Measure distance. It's about 900 kilometers. For the DC-3 transport aircraft, there is no problem at all.

You can even land at Nanyuan Airport and then return to Xi'an without refueling.

In other words, it is very easy to go to Peking by yourself. Arrived in about four hours.

The general flying speed of the DC-3 transport aircraft is 160 miles per hour, which is about 250 kilometers per hour.

Normal flying is ok. But when you encounter a fighter jet, you stop.

Therefore, it is impossible to use DC-3 to evacuate from Peiping. Will be intercepted by Japanese fighter jets.

If you drive a DC-3 into Peiping, you must call another driver to come over and drive away. So as not to be damaged in the battle. This thing is worth tens of thousands of dollars!

"Report!"

Suddenly a staff officer came in a hurry.

It was said that the short-term financing department had called Zhang Yong.

Get off the plane.

Come to the call.

It was discovered that it was Yang Lichu.

"What's up?"

"I'm taking off now. Go to Xi'an. You wait for me at Xiguan Airport."

"What are you doing here?"

"Something's wrong."

"What's the matter? Can't we talk on the phone?"

"It must be said face to face."

"Yeah?"

"Don't run around today. Wait for me at Xiguan Airport."

"good."

Zhang Yong agreed.

go back. Keep thinking about the special plane.

Look at the time. It seems like you can go up to the sky and take a walk twice?

good!

God!

Get ready to take off immediately.

All preparations were carried out quickly.

Ready!

Ready!

Can take off.

Putt.

slide.

accelerate.

take off!

After a few minutes, the DC-3 began to climb.

The flight direction is northwest.

That side is the emptiest. Also safe.

2000 meters…

3000 meters…

The plane climbed quickly.

Finally, it stabilized at an altitude of about 5,000 meters.

Very stable.

There is no difficulty at all.

The flying conditions in the Northwest are very good.

Suddenly a thought came to my mind.

Steering. Fly southwest. He planned to go to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to have a look.

Research the hump route in advance?

A few years later, after the land transportation lines were cut off by the Japanese invaders, the national government would be forced to use a large number of DC-3 transport aircraft (renamed C-47 for military use) to fly over the hump route to bring supplies to the rear.

Because the altitude of the Himalayas is too high. Some routes even require flying over an altitude of 7,000 meters. This is a very fatal burden for all transport aircraft. The chance of causing a crash is very high. A large number of Chinese and American pilots were sacrificed. Until 2024, there are still many missing aircraft and pilots that have not been found.

Getting closer...

Sure enough, a large number of white mountains appeared in the field of vision.

Those are all snowy mountains. It is a snow-capped mountain in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. However, they are not a real threat yet. DC-3 can conquer them.

Continue southwest. See more snowy mountains. The height of the snow-capped mountains begins to increase.

Map display. Current altitude is 4500 meters. But the height of the snow-capped mountains in front is more than 7,000 meters.

If you want to fly over, you either have to increase the altitude and pass by from an altitude of 8,000 meters. Or pass through the gaps in the valleys between the peaks.

Given the technical conditions at the time, the only choice was the latter. This would be extremely dangerous.

Pull the joystick. Big slalom. Turn.

He dared not go into the valley between the snow-capped mountains. Because it may destroy the machine and kill people.

The air turbulence in the valley is enough to cause the plane to lose control and crash. No matter how brilliant the technology is, it cannot be controlled.

what to do?

I can only pray for God's blessing.

Hope you don't encounter turbulence.

Fly back.

Landed at Xiguan Airport smoothly.

I found that Yang Lichu hadn’t arrived yet.

So rest.

"Report."

"What's up?"

"A transportation team has arrived. It was arranged by the commissioner."

"Convoy?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

System delivery to the airport? Weapons and ammunition?

View map. But it's not shown. Delivery is becoming more and more mysterious these days.

The map does not show tool people. It doesn't show what kind of goods are delivered. Must see the goods list. You can only know if you capture them alive and see for yourself.

So I came to receive the goods.

It was discovered that what was being transported was actually oil drums.

no…

This is…

Take the list.

It's actually aviation gasoline.

Five hundred barrels in total.

Huh? Not much, it seems?

He just needed several barrels of gasoline to fly around like that!

Five hundred barrels of gasoline are not enough to last his plane for three months. If there are more planes, the fuel consumption will be extremely high.

Headache.

The national air force may not be able to afford this amount of fuel consumption.

Moreover, with the Japanese invasion of China, it will be very difficult to obtain oil from the sea in the future. The National Air Force may not be able to make a meal without straw.

Even if there are planes, they cannot maintain sufficient combat effectiveness without enough aviation gasoline.

Snipers are fed by bullets.

Pilots are made from fuel.

Why is the Air Force the most powerful in the United States? It’s because there is enough fuel!

It can be used almost unlimitedly.

Pilots fly whatever they want. As long as you are not tired. You can fly every day.

Pilots from other countries are not so generous. Especially for little devils, fuel is very expensive.

Mariana Turkey Hunting…

A group of pilots with over 100 levels tortured a group of rookies who were in their early 10s.

No need for magical costumes anymore. Just blow it up.

Being rich means being strong.

Real name envy…

"Come here!"

"arrive."

"Put all the gasoline in storage!"

"yes."

Arrange airport ground handling.

Shortly afterwards, a report was received from the airport communication tower that a plane was preparing to land.

There is no radar. But there was radio communication. Can be transmitted within 50 kilometers. If it is more than 50 kilometers, it will be a bit troublesome.

This radio communication is actually the predecessor of the walkie-talkie. But much larger.

Individual infantry telephones have not made much progress yet.

Huh?

etc.

Suddenly smelled a business opportunity.

Other technologies require a lot of funds.

However, miniaturized individual infantry walkie-talkies do not seem to require much research funds.

The key is that Zhang Yong can provide a little bit of technology.

He had a cousin in his previous life. I like tinkering with communication technology. I have some collections at home.

He once repeatedly dismantled a small Bayi radio station.

He couldn't understand the other stations. However, this Little Bayi Radio Station can be copied with your eyes closed.

It is clear what specifications, materials and substitutes are available for each part of the spare parts.

If there is a suitable opportunity, I can really do it.

Take out your little notebook.

Documented. In order to take it out in the future to deepen the impression.

Raise the telescope.

Black spots were seen in the southeastern sky.

The black spots are getting bigger and bigger. It was finally confirmed that it was also a DC-transport aircraft.

wrong.

It looks like a passenger plane.

It's a civil aviation passenger plane. There are seats.

Compared to dry transport planes, passenger planes are certainly much more comfortable.

The passenger plane landed slowly.

A marked white dot appears. It's Yang Lichu.

There are two others with signs. Check. It was discovered that it was Shen Ming and Cheng Yin.

Huh?

The two of them actually followed?

It seems that they have made progress! Has begun to participate in some affairs of the Air Force. There are several other white spots. There are no signs.

The driver was not Chen Shanben.

The plane stopped.

The hatch opens.

Ground crew rolled the gangway over.

The people inside slowly calmed down.

Sure enough, it was Yang Lichu. Behind are Shen Ming and Cheng Yin.

The people behind were a little surprised. He's a blond American. Strong build.

Indeed, people in beautiful countries are taller. Especially with women. It was too abrupt.

Confuse.

Why is there a Yankee following?

What status?

What to do?

"Commissioner!"

"Commissioner."

A simple courtesy.

Zhang Yong's attention was focused on the Americans.

At the same time, the American began to pay attention to him. Apparently he had guessed his identity.

Yang Lichu waved to the two of them to approach.

Then introduce.

"This is Mr. Doolittle from Shell Oil Company."

"This is Zhang Yong, Commissioner Zhang, Inspector of the Military and Political Commission of the National Government. He has great influence on the Air Force."

The beauty director's English and French are very good. Fluent introduction.

Zhang Yong's eyebrows slowly rose.

Doolittle?

Did you hear it correctly?

Is it that Doolittle?

Which?

It's the Doolittle Raid one.

Doubtful.

I can't think of a reason for Doolittle to be here.

Moreover, the other party was not wearing military uniform. Wearing a suit. Also wearing a dark red tie. Like a salesman.

"We'll talk as we walk."

"good."

Zhang Yong and Doolittle walked side by side.

His intuition told him that the other party was probably the Doolittle.

It’s not surprising to have the same name.

However, most of those who deal with the National Air Force also have a very deep relationship with the Air Force themselves. It cannot be a mere stranger.

"Mr. Doolittle, were you ever in the military?"

"Yes. I was in the Army Air Forces. But I've been retired for a long time. I studied at MIT and later worked at Shell."

"You're pretty good at flying, aren't you?"

"I like adventure. I like trying new things."

"You have flown new aircraft many times and set many flight records, right?"

"Maybe so."

Doolittle was humble.

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

That's right, it's him.

Breaking multiple flight records. Set multiple flight records.

Because his flight record was so outstanding, he was recalled to the army many years after he retired and organized the Doolittle Raid.

After that, promotion entered the fast lane. Soaring in the Army Air Corps. Eventually, after the war, he became one of several giants in the newly formed American Air Force.

In the beautiful country at that time, the name Doolittle could be said to be synonymous with hero.

Unexpectedly, now he looks like a salesman.

Oh, what did he just say? Is he working for Shell Oil Company now?

"Mr. Doolittle, do you believe in prophecies?"

"I believe in science."

"Mr. Doolittle, I predict that in five years, you will definitely let the whole world know your name."

"Zhang, I graduated from MIT. I only believe in science."

"Please give me your hand."

"good."

Doolittle stretched out his hand dubiously.

Zhang Yong held his hand and pretended to study it. Then let go.

Expressionless. Start playing tricks.

"Mr. Doolittle, your current job will make you ineffective..."

"Why?"

"Believe me, Mr. Doolittle, your career will always be in the military. You will become a four-star general."

"ah…"

Doolittle thought it was too ridiculous.

Four-star general?

The other party is really talking nonsense!

Even if it's a compliment, it's too much.

It made him feel a little bit uncomfortable.

It seemed like it was being satirized.

It should be noted that when he retired, he was only a lieutenant. Not even promoted to captain.

How many levels are there between a captain and a four-star general?

Level seven? Eighth grade?

Anyone with a normal mind would not be able to talk like this.

What's more, he is already forty years old. The golden age of pilots has been missed. What awaits him will be a slow-paced business life.

"Mr. Doolittle, you will be recalled to the Army."

"impossible."

"Mark what I said. We'll see."

"good."

Doolittle disagreed.

Although, he has deep feelings for the Army Air Corps.

but…

It really is a thing of the past.

Now that he is very satisfied with his current leisurely life, how can he return to the army?

How could the army re-recruit a 40-year-old veteran like him?

If there was no war, he would not want to go back.

The salary in the Army Air Corps is very low, less than $200 per month. In the beautiful country at that time, it was at a relatively low level.

The Shell Oil Company provided him with a generous salary, which was several times the military salary. He was even equipped with a special plane and allowed to fly freely. Can travel freely around the world.

Anyway, Shell Oil Company has its own aviation fuel and can make it at will. Not counting money.

Zhang Yong smiled and said nothing.

Some things cannot be said in too much detail. Just wait for time to verify.

"Mr. Doolittle, you are here this time..."

"Business trade."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong looked at Yang Lichu.

It turns out there is still commercial trade! But what does it have to do with me, Zhang Yong?

Big businesses like the arms trade are monopolized by the Song family and the Kong family. Although he is a favorite. However, I am not qualified to intervene for the time being.

In fact, he didn't want to get involved.

"He is here to discuss aviation fuel business with us. He hopes that we will adopt octane-100 gasoline."

"Is this the newly developed gasoline? It's very good!"

"but…"

Yang Lichu hesitated to speak.

Zhang Yong then understood.

It is estimated that there is some competition between the compradors of the Song family and the Kong family.

No wonder you have to say it face to face. You really can't tell on the phone. Otherwise, if outsiders hear it, who knows what kind of rumors will be spread.

"Then you come to me..."

"Someone wants to ask your opinion."

"If someone asked me, I would definitely choose octane-100 gasoline."

"real?"

"certainly!"

Zhang Yong answered without thinking.

This Doolittle will be a super boss who controls 42,000 combat aircraft in the future.

You must quickly curry favor.

If you build a good relationship now, you won't be able to do much good in the future.

The United States Air Force, which had not yet been established at this time, had several outstanding people.

Doolittle, Arnold, LeMay…

It will be important in the future.

"Do you know anything about aviation gasoline?"

"I don't understand at all."

"Then why are you?"

"I'm optimistic about Doolittle. Building a good relationship with him will definitely be beneficial in the future."

"So, you are treating people and not doing things right."

"Yeah. Not right for people. Just like President Roosevelt."

"Understood."

Yang Lichu was silent.

Roosevelt's re-election was indeed a surprise.

The Kong family and the Song family all guessed wrong. The previous investment was completely in vain. The losses were quite heavy.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong secretly arranged a private funding of 100,000 US dollars, in his wife's personal name.

Then Madam received a handwritten letter from the White House.

But the content is unknown.

Of course Zhang Yong would not dare to read other people’s autographed letters! No one else dared to look.

"There's something..."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

"In a personal letter, President Roosevelt invited his wife to visit the White House."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong understood a little bit.

No wonder things like aviation fuel have nothing to do with me. He actually sent Yang Lichu to ask him.

It's because my wife thinks that Zhang Yong may have some magical abilities.

I can't decide on some things. So he asked him to do the hexagram.

"By the way, what happened to the aircraft order?" Zhang Yong changed the topic.

"Alas, we can't buy the plane we want." Yang Lichu frowned, helpless, "The delivery time has been pushed back again and again."

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)