I was particularly excited to see Chennard on the plane. I don’t know if the suggestions I made last time helped him or changed history. Although I was indifferent to history, I was very interested in the planes in World War II.

The fact that the Zero fighter developed by Japan has gone from being a big shot to eventually becoming a suicide plane is even more familiar.

"hi, Chennard!" I waved and walked over.

"Hello, Lone Wolf!" The old guy had a good memory. He raised the red wine in his hand and said.

I took the wine glass handed by Chennard and said, "Thank you for everything you have done for China!" Then I gently touched the glass with him and drank it all in one go.

"Are you injured? Is it serious?" Chennard had a pair of hawk eyes and instantly saw that my actions were a little strange.

"It's much better!" I didn't want to describe those combat experiences to him. The Air Force could not understand the hard work of the Army at all. I waved my hand and said with a smile: "How are you fighting in the sky?

"It went well, thank you very much for your advice!"

"Do you know Mitsubishi in Japan?"

"You know, do you have Japanese military-industrial enterprises? I admire the patriotic spirit of these Japanese devils. During peacetime, these enterprises are always maintaining the arsenals. Once a war breaks out, the roots of these factories can be opened immediately without preheating.

If you give enough resources to a country like Japan, it would be a nightmare for the whole world!" Chennard said.

I nodded and thought to myself: "Yes, look at China in my previous life. How many people were driving Japanese cars, blowing Japanese air conditioners, watching Japanese TV, playing Japanese mobile phones, and playing Japanese.

Once someone proposes to boycott Japanese goods, they will be ruthlessly suppressed by this group of people and are called idiots, ignorant, and false patriotism... But have you friends who advocate the quality of Japanese goods all day long, ever thought about these things?

The products made in the factory once shattered your old man, and then harmed your old man and killed other ancestors. They won you peace with their lives, and what you rewarded them is to send the RMB again.

Entering the pockets of these enemies, no wonder one official once said: "Even if we never visit the Yasukuni Shrine, Koreans will not buy our Japanese products, hehe! (The unique smirk of the Japanese!) On the contrary, no matter how much we do

Visiting the Yasukuni Shrine, you Chinese and Chinese will also try your best to buy our products. As long as the garbage we give you is a little better than your domestic products, your people will forget everything and send the money to us obediently.

Pocket! This is your selfish nature, without a little patriotic spirit! "Sad, pitiful!"

"Hi, Lone Wolf, what's wrong?" Chennard's voice pulled me back to reality.

"Oh, it's okay, sorry, I'm distracted!" I apologized.

"Why did you suddenly remember Mitsubishi?"

"I once intercepted an intelligence, and soon Mitsubishi will develop a new type of fighter, which they will call it zero, or the zero type of fighter!" I said solemnly.

“zero?”

"Yes, it not only improves the ability of aerial fighting such as turning radius and climb rate, but also makes a major breakthrough in speed and firepower. According to the information, if it flies into the air, it will completely change the world's air

Pattern.” I took out the memories of the previous life in my mind and described it as much as possible.

"How is it possible, unless Japan develops an engine that is above level, thinking that once the speed is increased, it requires a harder fuselage, and a harder fuselage requires an increase in the weight of the aircraft. This is an extremely complicated matter, so

Not that simple!”

"In addition to the engine, there is another thing that can achieve this requirement, which is aluminum alloy!"

"What?"

"Japan has developed this new alloy. It is light in weight, but its hardness is greater than steel, so..." Before I finished speaking, I saw Chennard locking his eyebrows tightly, and then closed his eyes.

After entering contemplation, I dared not disturb this genius, so I quickly shut my mouth!

"Hu..." After a long time, Chennard let out a breath, slowly opened his eyes, and continued: "As you said, it will be a disaster for the whole world! But the beginning of the disaster is China!

”

"You know, does the Japanese Zero fighter use a large engine or a small engine? In other words, does the zero you mentioned use a large fighter model, or does it use a small fighter as it is now?" Chennard suddenly turned on

proud.

I mobilized all the memories in my mind and finally said with certainty: "Small, because Japanese pilots are used to small fighters, Mitsubishi did not choose large fighters!"

"God bless! God bless!" After hearing my words, Chennard saw my sure expression and kept drawing crosses on his chest.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Do you know that if Japan uses large fighters, then the whole world will have no way to deal with them. With their aircraft carriers, my God, the sky of the whole world will be the world of the Japanese!"

"Do you have a way to deal with zero?" I asked anxiously.

"Maybe there, if I expected it to be right!" Chennard blinked at me, thinking of a child naughtyly.

"Can you tell me? I can't see that the aircraft aided by China and even the Soviet Union have a chance of winning, and of course the scrap iron in Italy is not to mention it!" I asked curiously. I couldn't imagine what this Chennard had.

The way to defeat Japan's zero is to win, regardless of turning radius, climb rate and other fighting data, if these aircraft in China are now in service, they will be tantamount to death.

"Isn't we going to the United States this time just for this?" Chennard said to me.

"I know that the United States has advanced technology, but I think even the existing aircraft in the United States cannot match zero!" Having said that, the gap is actually even bigger. I remember reading a magazine that said that the Japanese zero is

In the early Pacific battlefield, it was like entering a no-man's land. Almost knocked out two-thirds of the Allied fighter planes. Looking at the little old man who was full of confidence in front of me, I really didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

"You're right, but do you know the American tomahawk style?" Chennard said, shaking the wine glass in his hand.

"Of course, the second-rate aircraft in your country should be better, right?" I looked at this guy with some contempt, thinking in my heart whether this guy was also helping their own country dumping the garbage that was eliminated on us.

Chennard naturally understood what I meant and explained with an awkward look: "You misunderstood, I don't have enough money! Moreover, Germany in Europe is ready to move, and Italy invaded Ethiopia, so I guess there are more bull-type fighters in the United States.

The ones will be sold to these allies in Europe, such as the British!"

"Haha!" I had no confidence in the second-rate plane against Japan's zero. I smiled weakly and sat in my seat.
Chapter completed!