Chapter 4: The Eve of the Fierce Battle (Revision)

"Hello, my name is Eugene. Bühler, I'm honored to be your roommate. ”

It was Tang Yunyang's roommate who spoke, the black boxer from Lafitte's squad.

He was born black in Columbus, Georgia, to a father who was a slave. To escape racial discrimination, he smuggled to Scotland by boat and became a boxer in Europe. He then joined the Lafayette Air Force as the first African-American combat pilot in history, and became one of the first air mailmen in the United States after the war.

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Although Tang Yunyang's fame and wealth are beyond the reach of most pilots here, even Norman. The money owned by the Prince family could not match that of Mike, who was expanding like a storm. Prince earnings comparison.

However, as people of color, it is almost a matter of course that the two are placed in the same tent.

Or Eugene. Buhler is sensitive to the problem of skin color, and although he expressed his honor to Tang Yunyang, his expression was wary and cold. Approximately always been harmed by the discriminatory treatment of people of color in the military.

Tang Yunyang stretched out his hand to shake his black hand, as a modern Chinese, he has no prejudice against race, he only believes in one - ability.

"Hello, my name is Tang Yunyang. I haven't seen your boxing matches, but I've heard that you're a good boxer, and now you're a good pilot, and it's an honor to be your roommate! ”

Tang Yunyang's kind and non-contemptuous compliment won Eugene almost instantly. Buhler's favor, he came to Tang Yunyang's side.

"Is it true that you don't have to go through basic training to fight directly?"

Tang Yunyang tilted his head, indicating that the rumors were true.

"Sort of, Mike. Lang is a friend of mine, and our company produces airplanes, so I have some aerial combat training with him when I'm not working. As for me, I just want to do it quickly! ”

Eugene. Buhler is probably not optimistic about Tang Yunyang's unimaginable "self-confidence".

"Well, maybe you can fly directly, but it's not enough to deal with Luke, he's a flying genius!"

"Oh, is that so? So what do you recommend? ”

Eugene. Bühler held out his finger and pointed to his head.

"It's up to him to deal with him!"

Seeing the mysterious look on his black face, Tang Yunyang smiled and shook his head. It doesn't matter if you win or lose tomorrow's battle, as long as you don't get driven back for basic training, everything will be fine.

"Thank you for your advice to me, I'll take care of it."

Tang Yunyang's reaction was much more relaxed than Eugene Buhler's surprise, and it seemed that he was very surprised by Frank Buhler, who often carried his results in the newspapers. Luke was not afraid, but seemed to have no more worries about his "first" air battle tomorrow.

Tang Yunyang grimaced at him, and stretched out his hand to Jane on the side.

"My dear Jane, can you go out for a walk with me, or can you give me some inspiration for tomorrow's big fight?"

Looking at Tang Yunyang and Jane. Merlin walked out of the back of the tent hand in hand, Eugene. Buller shook his head, he didn't understand how a novice could be so complacently about tomorrow, the battle that would determine his future.

"This guy is crazy! …… How could a pretty Jane like a madman? ”

As he spoke, he fell back on the bed, looked up at the top of the tent, thought for a moment and added.

"Look, this guy might put on a good show for us tomorrow!"

Outside the tent, the moon shone with a silver glow, and the icy night breeze swept over the wilderness where the airport was located.

With the exception of a few pilots, most people go to a war bar to spend their night in a war bar, after all, some drinks can relax the nerves that tend to get nervous during a big war.

As a newcomer among pilots, Tang Yunyang is certainly quite famous, but that is not something that has won the respect of pilots. Pilots on the battlefield probably only recognize one criterion, and that is combat performance.

Tang Yunyang took Jane to his tomorrow's car, a newly manufactured Newburgh 11.

The performance of this aircraft was introduced earlier, and when it was different from other aircraft, Tang Quyang's aircraft was not painted with his personal pattern. During the First World War, when this kind of pilot chivalry was all the rage, these motifs were like the personal insignia of the knights of the old days.

He reached out and got his hands on the smoothness of the wooden propellers and the coldness of the metal parts of the plane. It feels like stroking a beautiful woman, or patting your favorite little brother on the head.

"I've heard that pilots have a special affection for their planes, right?"

Looking at the appearance of Tang Yunyang's hand caressing the plane, he followed Jane who was beside him. Merlin asked.

"Or maybe it's! Maybe we can feel it together, will it feel this way! ”

As he spoke, he came up behind Jane and grabbed her hand and put her on the plane.

"Close your eyes and listen with your heart...... Feel it, darling, feel its breath! ”

Jane rested her head on Tang Yunyang's shoulder with satisfaction, letting him grab his hand and stroke the fuselage of the plane, Tang Yunyang reached out to wrap his arms around Jane's waist as he spoke.

Hugging the woman you love and stroking your own car together, this kind of scene can probably only be found on TV.

The fragrance, the delicate waist in the arms, the smell of engine oil and the coldness of steel, in such a cold night, are simply intertwined.

"Aren't you worried at all?"

Leaning in Tang Yunyang's arms, Jane. Merlin is starting to worry about tomorrow's fight, after all, it is with Frank, who is known as the balloon killer in the squadron. Luke's fight in the sky.

"Worried? It's too late! When you are faced with death, you don't have time to think about these things, all you can think about is just doing your duty and completing your tasks. ”

Although Tang Yunyang's tone was indifferent, it still made Jane. Merlin connected these to the wounded men he faced every day.

"Oh my God!"

In the midst of a low exclamation, Jane. Merlin trembled, as long as she thought that Tang Yunyang was about to go to the battlefield, her heart felt like falling into this winter wind.

She turned around and wrapped her arms around Tang Yunyang's waist.

"Sorry to scare you!"

Tang Yunyang kissed her forehead, soft and warm, he hoped that such a small gesture could soothe Xia Jian's worries.

"Be of good cheer, my dearest one, and if you need it, you will find that your husband will be an eagle in the sky......!"

Simple. Merlin subconsciously raised his head, and his eyes were full of salty tears. Stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Tang Yunyang's neck, trying his best to offer a fragrant kiss. His arms clasped Tang Yunyang's neck tightly, as if if if he would disappear into the blue sky as soon as he relaxed a little.

"Jane, you are with me above the blue sky!"

Jane repeated the phrase as if it were a promise.

"I am with you above the blue sky!"