What Mo Zi said made me stunned for a while. We can carry out private actions. I didn't expect that in less than a year, Mo Zi would actually be investigating this matter.

"Mouse, are you telling the truth?" Zhuzi and I said almost at the same time. We both experienced that fiasco personally and saw our brothers burned to black by fire and cut into pieces by bombs. That scene happens every time.

Every dream makes me wake up in a cold sweat.

The mouse nodded silently.

"What do you want to do? Join the war?" the captain jumped down from the table and stared at the mouse with wide eyes.

The mouse nodded.

The crosshairs that came out of nowhere grabbed Mouse's shoulders, shook him back and forth and said, "You're crazy. Do you know how many people there are in a division? That's three infantry regiments and one field artillery unit."

Wing, a reconnaissance wing, an engineering wing, a transport wing, plus a communications team. How many people are there, have you calculated? Go ahead, it will be useless!

"

"It's useless." Mouse shook his head indifferently, but his firm eyes said everything.

"Madman, tmd madman!" Crosshair threw away the mouse's body and sat to the side angrily.

I can understand that the whole army is wiped out, and the only psychological self-blame you have will often use the word deserter to torture you, filling your mind with thoughts of revenge or even death together. Those who choose to die as our queen in the devil's cave

The brothers are the best proof.

Zhuzi and I almost unconsciously stood side by side with Mouse. If Mouse participated in the war, I would definitely not turn a deaf ear. I can’t say what kind of feelings we have, and I dare not use any words related to greatness to describe myself. That kind of excitement

The deepest thing in my heart allows me to ignore death.

"I don't agree!" This was the first time that the captain directly stopped us from taking action privately. He frowned and continued: "A division is a team of 20,000 people. What can you do if you go there? Destroy the Kumamoto Division.

If we participate in the joint operations of the national army, we will definitely be included in it. If we participate privately, we may be accidentally killed by our own people! And..." The captain did not finish his words.

"Moreover, the internal friction of the national army is too serious, and we may be beaten to death by those officials. This is why the captain and I ran out to work alone." Zixing completed the following words for the captain.

"Don't do it blindly, wait for the opportunity!" Before the captain could finish his summary, he was interrupted by a group of footsteps outside the door.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Lei Zi and the scholar came back from outside and looked a little confused when they saw our serious faces.

"It's okay. Are you two girls going out? Take off your pants and let me check!" The third brother said to adjust the atmosphere.

"Screw you, uncle, it's so lively outside. A large group of foreigners have entered Wuhan City, white, red, black, all colors!" Quan Quan said, and Quan Quan finally chose to stay here because they could no longer find them.

to his original unit.

"Let's go and have a look!" Someone's greeting was at least much better than being stuck here. Everyone rushed out without hesitation.

On the streets of Wuhan, even though the war was about to begin, many people still came out to take exams and have fun. The entertainment life was extremely lacking, which made the people really treat these foreigners as monkeys.

"What is this for?" the monk asked, touching his bald head.

"You'll know if you ask." As the devil spoke, he grabbed a white man and asked, "What do you do?"

"Mercenaries, brother, we came to China to be mercenaries!" The guy opened his mouth, and the high concentration of alcohol evaporated, making us retreat.

"Can you be a mercenary with this quality?" I looked at the captain in surprise, expressing that I couldn't understand.

The captain spread his hands and said he was baffled by this.

"You don't know, this is obtained at a high price. The money given to each person is enough for us people to live for a lifetime!" An old man said to the scholar. Among us, the scholar was the only one who looked normal. The others

No matter how you look at it, he looks fierce.

"Fuck, Chinese men are still standing here, why are they looking for these foreign devils! Damn it, what can these drunkards do?" Zhu Zhu yelled at the top of his voice.

"Shutup! can you fly?" A white guy could understand Zhu Zhu's words, but he scolded Zhu Zhu in English. After all, this was China's territory, and he didn't dare to be arrogant.

"****you!don'ttalktomelikethat!youmakemesick!youstupidjerk!you'resuchabitch!" Zhuzhu has a special liking for learning to curse people in other languages. This curse actually made the team stop.

The sound of curses in pure English sounded between a group of white people and the pillars. We looked at the pillars helplessly, not knowing whether we should join such a battle.

Because Zhu Zhu only cursed a few words back and forth, he became more and more fluent, but the tiger couldn't resist the wolves. After a while, Zhu Zhu couldn't resist it. His neck was thick from holding back, his face was red, and his voice was getting smaller and smaller.

You can even see how tired his lungs are!

"Shutup!" Just when both parties were too tired to open their mouths, a majestic and powerful voice rushed in, suppressing the messy noise. The guy who spoke had short hair, and the wrinkles on his face showed his age.

He looked over forty years old, but the radiance in his eyes showed his great energy. The big nose and thin lips unique to foreigners were moving quickly as he spoke.

"Jason?" This guy actually knew the devil. This statement shocked all of us!

""The devil recognized the other person almost at the same time and gave him a military salute. I have never seen this guy take the American military salute so seriously.

"Who is this old guy?" I whispered ventriloquist behind the devil.

"The devil's flight instructor!" the captain whispered, probably because he had heard the devil's introduction before.

"The devil can also fly a plane?" the scholar said.

"I heard it's driving pretty well?"

The two chatted for a while, and then we were invited by Claire to a temporary airport in Wuhan.

Looking at Claire who was undergoing the assessment of these international mercenaries outside, I pulled the devil and asked: "Claire, what is this guy's full name?" There is no such guy in my historical memory.

"claireleechennault."

"Chennault?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" I waved and said in my heart: "Old Chen! I finally met you! Since there is no problem in changing history, hehe, Old Chen, Old Chen, I will not let those mistakes you make.

If you do it again, you will be condemned as an anti-Japanese hero!"

"Can you fly a plane?" Chennault's voice came. The person he was asking looked like a foreign farmer, at least not a embryonic pilot.

"Hey, man, I have twelve thousand hours of flying experience!" This guy said shamelessly.

"Pfft!" This guy's words made the devil spit out the tea in his mouth, and said with a suppressed laugh: "Ten thousand hours, this guy must be crazy!"

The rest of us have no concept of 10,000 hours of flight experience, so we can't understand the devil's mood.

"Ten thousand hours?" Chennault asked almost wanting to laugh. "Haha, ten thousand hours. I guess this old guy Chennault hasn't been able to fly ten thousand hours after flying for more than 20 years." The devil calmed down and gave it.

we explained

"Of course, I'm going to bomb Japan, and I'm going to drop a bomb into the bedroom of their bastard emperor!" I admired this guy's lofty ambitions, but after hearing the devil's explanation, I could only laugh at him.

"Then let's start the assessment?" Chennault's assistant stepped forward and said.

"Assessment? You want to assess a master who has flown for more than 10,000 hours. You want to assess an international friend who risked his life to help you?" This guy has begun to take himself seriously.

"Okay, there's no need to take the test, as long as you can fly the plane alone." Chennault patted his assistant on the shoulder and said.

The young man looked at the plane next to him. Whether it was fear or shame, his face immediately turned pale, and finally he admitted that he had no experience in flying an airplane.

"These guys are not here to help at all. They are obviously here to dig for gold." Crosshair cursed angrily.

"Don't say that, we really need them now because we have almost no pilots now!" a guy accompanying us explained to us.
Chapter completed!