Chapter 92: I'll take care of any problems you have!
"Yunsheng, I didn't expect that you would make such a big splash. You have accomplished such a great feat in such a short period of time."
"If I didn't believe you wouldn't lie, I really wouldn't believe it."
"The guy who cried all the time when he was little actually became famous in a foreign land one day, increasing the prestige of our Chinese soldiers."
At the simple airport, Cun Xingfu, who had just got off the plane, looked at Cun Yunsheng in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.
Not going to lie?
Meng Fanle, Lin Yi and other Sichuan Army officers looked at each other.
Your nephew wouldn't lie?
Are you sure you're talking about him?
This guy tricked the British army into dying and tricked Stilwell.
Is this what you call not lying?
They now even suspect that they were fooled by this harmless guy.
But now think about it, they were willing to be fooled in the first place.
Meng was annoyed and wanted to stand up and say, "Sir, are you really talking about our own regiment commander?"
Could it be someone else?
But when he saw Cun Yunsheng's glare, he became scared again.
"Fifth Uncle, I don't agree with what you said. People will change. Now that our country is lost, we soldiers should rise up and kill the enemies to repay our country." Cun Yunsheng said with a determined look.
"It seems that you have really grown up. That's good. The third generation of my Cun family has produced a talent who is much more promising than us uncles." Cun Xingfu patted Cun Yunsheng's shoulder and sighed.
"If the afterlife knew about this, Third Brother would be extremely happy. You have not brought disgrace upon the Cun family's reputation."
Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng remained silent. Everyone else also knew the tragic story of General Cun Xingqi.
"Is grandpa okay?" After a long time, Cun Yunsheng said in a hoarse voice.
"I'm still in good health, but I'm worried that you've brought disgrace to the Cun family's reputation. If I knew that you had achieved such an impressive record, I'm afraid I'd be so happy that I'd eat a few more bowls of rice." Cun Xingfu said with a smile.
It is obvious that Cun Yunsheng's outstanding performance made him proud.
"Go back and visit when you have the chance. After all, grandpa is 88 years old..." Cun Xingfu patted his shoulder again, sighed, and then continued.
"From what you said, you want to give up Bhamo and retreat to Myitkyina?"
"Yes, according to the order of the Allied Command, I will withdraw to Imphal via Myitkyina, reorganize there, and fight again another day." There was nothing good to hide about this matter, so Cun Yunsheng said directly.
"You have no idea what luck you have. You are directly under the Allied Command. It sounds very prestigious, but in fact, every step you take is like walking on thin ice. I don't know how many people are staring at you. You are fully equipped with American weapons. That's Xue Tian, right? The people behind him should be the guard company, right? They are all equipped with Thompson submachine guns. Even I feel jealous when I see them." Cun Xingfu glanced at Xue Tian, who was on guard not far away, and said with some envy.
Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng said with a smile.
"Uncle Wu, I don't have much else now, just equipment. I'll have someone send you a battalion of American weapons and equipment later."
This is not an exaggeration. The weapons and equipment seized from Tangji Railway Station are enough to equip an entire regiment. Although they are all British weapons, they are better than firewood sticks, right?
"Haha, you are really rich now. You casually mention a battalion of American equipment. People who don't know you would think you are bragging." Cun Xingfu said with satisfaction, patting the other's shoulder.
"It's rare that you still think about your fifth uncle, but I'm just an airport garrison commander, and I don't have much chance to go to the battlefield. It's useless to have American weapons and equipment. You should keep them for yourself. You will have a hard fight next."
Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng would be lying if he said he was not moved. Then he thought of the Japanese army's subsequent offensive and wanted to remind his fifth uncle, but swallowed it back.
"Lao Cun, you two uncle and nephew can reminisce a little later. I want to see the fighter planes." Huang Kekuan, who finally couldn't wait any longer, couldn't help but speak up.
"Hahaha, I thought you could hold back from talking. Come, let Yunsheng introduce you." Cun Xingfu laughed when he heard Huang Kekuan's voice, and then began to introduce both parties.
"Huang Kekuan, the captain of the second squadron of the third brigade of Leiyun Airport, is an ace pilot with only one fighter plane missing. This is my nephew, Cun Yunsheng."
"Tsk, don't listen to your fifth uncle's bragging, it's not that exaggerated. Well, you can call me Uncle Huang, or Uncle Kekuan." Huang Kekuan looked so familiar that Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but smile.
"Hey, Uncle Huang."
"Let's go and look at the fighter plane first. Do you know what model it is? Oh, why am I asking this? You, an army soldier, definitely don't understand fighter planes." Huang Kekuan said and slapped his head, feeling that his question was unnecessary.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a Spitfire fighter." Cun Yunsheng didn't care about the other party's attitude. After all, he could shoot down four Japanese fighter planes with a backward fighter. He must be an ace pilot. He has always admired such capable people.
"What? Spitfire fighter? You're not making a mistake, are you? There are no such fighters in the Far East battlefield. If there were, the British fighter planes would not have been beaten down by the Japanese and dared not take off." As a quasi-ace pilot, he had naturally heard of jet fighters.
Now it is unbelievable to hear that Spitfire fighters appeared in Bhamo.
"Don't worry, there will be no mistake. There is a weapons list in the British office, which clearly records three Spitfire fighters. The reason they are here is, I guess, to catch the Japanese off guard."
"Who knew that the front line would keep collapsing and the Japanese army was almost reaching Bhamo. Those British troops had no intention of fighting and only wanted to escape." Cun Yunsheng shrugged.
After confirming that they were Spitfire fighters, Huang Kekuan felt his mouth dry. If these three fighters were driven back, it goes without saying that the air combat capability of Leiyun Airport would be greatly enhanced.
Are Chinese pilots inferior to Japanese pilots?
Do not!
They dare to fight to the death even more than the Japanese army!
For the sake of honor, they were even willing to die together with Japanese fighter planes.
So, they are not afraid of death!
Aren’t you afraid that your planes are not as good as others?
"Will there be any problem in driving it back?" If it was just an ordinary British fighter plane, it would be fine to drive it back, and at most I could get some compensation later. At this time, the air force pilots really didn't lack money.
It’s not that the military pay is high, but that each of them has a deep foundation in their family.
To put it bluntly, they are a group of second generation.
In order to defend their country, they all went to the battlefield.
So when Huang Kekuan came here, he thought that if they drove back and the British asked for the fighter planes, they would collect money and compensate the British as if they had bought them.
I believe the British will not damage relations with their allies for a few old fighter jets.
But now it's the Spitfire, and things are troublesome.
This is a very advanced fighter plane. At least in Huang Kekuan's eyes, it is absolutely advanced and countless times more powerful than the two-wing wooden fighter planes they originally drove.
"What problems could there be with an old, worn-out fighter jet?" To be honest, Cun Yunsheng really didn't like this crappy plane.
If it were a jet fighter, he might still look at it with a higher regard. But a propeller fighter, no matter how superior its performance is, is just a propeller fighter and will eventually be eliminated.
"You really dare to say that. If the British knew about this old and toothless fighter jet, they would probably be furious." Huang Kekuan smacked his lips and gave Cun Yunsheng a thumbs up.
"You are a brave boy, much braver than your fifth uncle."
"Forget it. If you're not afraid, why should I be afraid? At worst, we can return it to the British army. Let us have some fun first."
Huang Kekuan felt that he was not even as good as a young boy, so he simply didn't care.
At worst, we can just return it to the British army.
"Don't worry, I won't say that it was you who gave it to me. I will say that I bought it on the black market." Huang Kekuan even comforted Cun Yunsheng.
"I think you should tell the truth. After all, the British are not fools. If they buy jet fighters on the black market, people who don't know will think I'm reselling arms, which will be a more serious crime." Cun Yunsheng was speechless.
"If that's the case, the British will cause trouble for you, right?" Cun Xingfu said anxiously.
"Looking for trouble with me? They have to have the courage to do so. Besides, if these planes are not given to the allies, will they be given to the Japanese army? If we hadn't arrived in Bamao in advance, wouldn't they have fallen into the hands of the Japanese army?" Cun Yunsheng sneered.
"You don't have to worry about these. When the higher-ups investigate, just tell the truth. I'll take care of any problems."
Hearing this, Cun Xingfu looked at his nephew in surprise. He didn't expect that after not seeing him for a while, this kid still had such strong confidence.
Since the other party has said so, they can't say anything else.
Only Meng Fanle and others knew that their own regiment commander really did not take the British seriously.
I haven’t seen how many British people have been killed by this.
When he arrived at the hangar and looked at the Spitfire fighter in front of him, Huang Kekuan's eyes turned red. He immediately asked his subordinates to start checking the fighter and found that everything was fine.
It would be a miracle if there was any problem. After all, it was newly delivered and had just been assembled. It was waiting for the pilot to arrive and was ready to go to the battlefield.
As a result, the front line was defeated all the way, and the British army forgot that there were fighter planes here.
After all, for Alexander, withdrawing the British and Burmese troops back to India was the most important thing, and everything else was trivial.
"Shall we just drive back?" Huang Kekuan always felt a little embarrassed.
"How about staying for dinner?" Cun Yunsheng suggested.
"Forget it. We also sneaked out. If we were discovered, we wouldn't be able to explain ourselves. Let's eat together next time. We'll have a chance to meet again in the future." Cun Xingfu shook his head and said.
"Let your people go back with us. I guarantee that they will learn to fly fighter jets in three months." Having taken other people's things, Huang Kekuan was naturally very concerned about Cun Yunsheng's request. He patted his chest and guaranteed that he would definitely let them learn it in three months.
Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng was not surprised. After all, three months was enough to learn how to fly a propeller fighter.
Like the Kamikaze suicide squadron of the Japanese army in its later years, they learned for a few days and then flew fighter planes to commit suicide.
It is enough to see that propeller fighters are not difficult.
"They are already waiting at the airport." Cun Yunsheng said with a smile.
When they arrived at the makeshift airport and saw ten new faces, Huang Kekuan nodded and immediately arranged for people to start taking off fighter jets.
"What is this?" Cun Xingfu looked at the weapons and equipment in front of him, then looked at Cun Yunsheng.
"A battalion's equipment is American-made, mainly Thompson submachine guns, and some M1 Garand rifles. I have plenty of these now," Cun Yunsheng explained with a smile.
"The Japanese army will definitely continue to attack southwestern Yunnan and attempt to cut off the China-Burma Highway, so Leiyun Airport must be the focus of the Japanese attack. Uncle Wu will take these weapons back to strengthen the airport's defense firepower."
Hearing this, Cun Xingfu was somewhat moved. He then patted the other person's shoulder without saying anything.
it is more than words.
I wish you all a happy May Day!
(End of this chapter)