Zhang Yong answered with a smile.

Verification is simple. Just take you to fly at night.

If you fly at night a few more times, you will have confidence in me.

From now on, going out at night will be the norm.

The good days of the Japanese invaders are coming.

"Zhang, are you very confident?"

"certainly."

Zhang Yong did not hide his pride.

no need.

At this moment, he is the hope of the national air force.

At the moment, the only one the Kuomintang Air Force can offer, and the one who can impress the Soviets, is Zhang Yong.

He is not only the mascot of the National Air Force, but also the foundation of the National Air Force.

Without him, the National Air Force would be nameless.

In fact it is so.

Without Zhang Yong's presence, all the actions of the National Air Force would be bleak.

Only when Zhang Yong is present can he shine.

unique.

Irreplaceable.

So, what is there not to be proud of?

You go, you go!

"Also, you will be in charge of a bomber group."

"Can."

Zhang Yong responded.

I am very happy to accept this arrangement.

The other party's intention was to let Chinese pilots fly a group of bombers.

In fact, the Soviet Union hopes that they will simply provide aircraft. Then China will be responsible for providing pilots.

Unfortunately, the national air force is not yet capable of this.

There are not that many pilots with sufficient skills.

Pilot training is really time consuming.

Not to mention the cost, it usually takes two to three years.

Human acceptance, as well as the formation of consciousness and muscle inertia, all require time to settle.

Five hundred flying hours does not mean that you can fly 12 hours a day and then fly 40 consecutive days before you can leave. There is no such thing.

Training for three hours a day is basically the limit. You can't go out every day.

Zhang Yong is now paying close attention to the training of national army pilots, but there is no obvious effect for the time being.

There is no quick fix.

It's all accumulated slowly.

Now, can Zhang Yong mobilize enough pilots to fly twelve bombers?

sure.

The premise is that he, Zhang Yong, leads the team.

Can command and guide the flight via radio.

At that time, the biggest test for pilots, besides combat, was navigation.

Most afraid of getting lost.

Bombers do not need to fight. Therefore, as long as there are no problems with navigation, there will definitely be no major problems in other aspects.

Taking off and landing are all basic skills. Most pilots can do them.

"Okay. That's it."

It’s agreed upon.

wait.

The large formation of bombers finally arrived.

Hankou Airport is starting to get busy.

With thirty-six bombers stationed at once, the number of personnel and materials needed will definitely increase.

The relevant ground guidance and ground maintenance had arrived two days ago.

Fortunately, Hankou Airport is very large.

If the area is not enough, it will expand to the northwest. Some of it is wasteland.

At that time, aircraft did not have high requirements for the ground. As long as it was flat and thick dirt, it could take off and land.

It's no problem to park airplanes or anything else, even if it's parked on the grass.

January in the Gregorian calendar is winter, the weather is very cold and rainfall is scarce, which is a good thing for the airport.

Park the plane.

Soviet pilots came out of the cockpit one after another.

After taking off the hoods, they are all very young guys. The oldest one is probably less than thirty years old.

They are all in their golden age!

It means that the loving father is angry and wants to take action. Those who come are elites.

In the evening, attend the welcome party.

All the Soviet pilots who came from Lanzhou Airport were present.

The team was led by three captains: Polainin, Bugo, and Rychagov.

When Zhang Yong appeared, the eyes of these three people were all locked on him.

The corners of Zhang Yong's mouth turned up slightly.

very good.

bring it on!

I'll take you flying tonight!

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!