"Hahaha" Jiang Haoran looked up to the sky and laughed, making Zhuang Fuguo so inexplicable, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask what happened.

Jiang Haoran didn't seem to be able to stop, and it took a long time to control the situation, but he still looked happy, but he didn't tell Zhuang Fuguo the reason, and only ordered him to hurry up and finish the affairs at home, and come to him again, there are important tasks to arrange.

Zhuang Fuguo turned back step by step, and made sure that Jiang Haoran was not stimulated by the "BRICS incident" and had a problem with his head, so he left in a hurry.

Jiang Haoran was happy for nothing else, he suddenly remembered that when he went to Jiujiang to save Lin Long, he also accepted a few puppet soldiers, Jiang Haoran still remembered that the puppet army commander was called Zhao Zhi, and he promised them that as long as they did not harm the people, even if it was his Jiang Haoran's soldiers.

After more than a year, although the battalion is full of soldiers, the puppet army is mainly to maintain law and order in the jurisdiction, and there should not be too many transfers in a small unit like this, and it is very likely that it is still in Jiujiang. So he had a whimsical idea to use Zhao Zhi's strength to launch a military operation against the Japanese army's Jiujiang airfield.

What Jiang Haoran was thinking about was not such a simple thing as sneaking up the airfield and blowing up the enemy's planes, but wanted to drive back the planes of the Japanese army at Jiujiang Airport and form his own air force in a grand manner.

Ye Zhaofeng was urgently called to the headquarters by Jiang Haoran, and when he entered the room, he said with a hippie smile: "Boss, call me ⊥here in such a hurry, won't you let me drive a wild horse out for a walk?" ”

Since he flew the Mustang fighter jet, Ye Zhaofeng couldn't put it down, and always wanted to enjoy it again, but he was always rejected by Jiang Haoran.

"Stinky boy, don't expect this for the time being, let me ask you, how many pilots have you trained now?" Jiang Haoran scolded with a smile.

"The head seat, just such a plane, and to transport supplies to Baoshan, and to train pilots, I usually can't do it, for fear that they will be damaged, I don't dare to let them train too much, only let them fly when they receive the task, there are twenty or thirty students, but only a dozen or so can really fly alone." Ye Zhaofeng said.

"Ah, so little?" Jiang Haoran exclaimed.

Ye Zhaofeng picked up a pack of cigarettes from Jiang Haoran's desk, lit one, put the whole pack of cigarettes into his pocket, and replied with a bitter face: "There are a lot of seats, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, just a plane, do you still expect me to bring out a flying group?" However, if you can really give me dozens of planes, I'm sure I'll be able to bring you a flying group. ”

"Hehe, I have dozens of planes, but I don't have so many pilots, can't I fly back?" Jiang Haoran said with a smile.

"What? Dozens of planes? Where is it? There are many pilots, as long as you give me a plane, I can find hundreds of pilots for you. Ye Zhaofeng said urgently.

Now it's Jiang Haoran's turn, these hundreds of pilots are not a small number, where to find them for a while, unless you look for Zhou Zhirou, the commander of the air force of the Chongqing government, Jiang Haoran suddenly remembered that this Ye Zhaofeng came from Zhou Zhirou's disciple, and it is entirely possible to find some brothers from there, especially when the Chinese Air Force has not many planes, a large number of pilots may be idle.

Jiang Haoran immediately warned Ye Zhaofeng, saying: "I sue you, don't plan to find a way from Zhou Zhirou, who knows if they will drive Lao Tzu's plane to Chongqing, when the time comes, I can't find a place to cry?" ”

"Hey, you have always been shrewd, why can't you think of Baoshan, now in the mountains of Baoshan, there are your secret airports everywhere, and there are more than two hundred students recruited from Kunming Aviation School, and now they have been trained in the mountains of Baoshan for almost a year, and they are using the most advanced Mustang fighter as a training aircraft, and a pig will fly a plane, to be honest with you, my dozen pilots are trained at Baoshan Airport, otherwise I expect my classic plane, I don't know when I can bring them out." Ye Zhaofeng was sharp-tongued, and he said a lot.

Jiang Haoran patted his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, he was the commander of the group army who would actually forget the Baoshan base, and it is no wonder that since the special operations division entered Baoshan safely, and the construction was carried out as scheduled, Jiang Haoran only went to Baoshan twice on the way, and then all of them were handed over to Liu He to take over, and his mind was all on Quzhou. The first time was to inspect the defense of the special operations division, and by the way, to check the progress and quality of the work of the Maomen. The second time I went was when the Mustang fighter, Cobra helicopter and Tiger tank were successfully assembled at the Baoshan base, and the first time it was officially put into training. Jiang Haoran still remembered that he appointed Du Tianci, the former vice president of Kunming Aviation School, as the captain of the Air Force Teaching Team on the spot, and Ye Zhaofeng was sulking with himself for a long time for this matter. At that time, it was also considered that the flight students were recruited from the Kunming Aviation School, and Du Tianci also took the initiative to ask Ying, so he was allowed to serve. And Ye Zhaofeng, who was Jiang Haoran's only general in organizing the Air Force, of course could not be used to train students.

"Hehe, okay! In this way, you immediately take a trip to Baoshan, bring 50 pilots over, and pick the good ones, not only with good flying skills, but also with excellent military literacy, and fast! Jiang Haoran said.

Ye Zhaofeng stood up and saluted, but did not leave immediately, and asked with a hippie smile: "General seat, you want so many pilots, where are you going to fly the plane, as far as I know, this base is now assembled and there are not fifty planes?" ”

Jiang Haoran glanced at him, but his hands were groping around in the pockets on his body, but he said in his mouth: "Want to know?" ”

Ye Zhaofeng saw that Jiang Haoran was looking for cigarettes, so he quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one hand and handed it over, and said, "Of course I want to know!" ”

Jiang Haoran stared at the cigarette box in Ye Zhaofeng's hand, and said suspiciously: "Boy, the cigarette in your hand seems to be mine, right?" ”

Ye Zhaofeng straightened his waist and said confidently: "How is it possible, I bought it at the cigarette stall at the door when I first came in!" ”

"You fart, this is American camel cigarettes, and the cigarette stalls outside are all 'wolf brands' produced by the base, can you buy American goods?"

"Hey, Boss! I can't hide anything from you, isn't it just a pack of cigarettes, as for you? Ye Zhaofeng said and put the cigarette into his pocket, as if he was afraid that Jiang Haoran would snatch it.

"Hey! Co-authoring is mine, isn't it? Jiang Haoran was simply angry.

Ye Zhaofeng immediately changed the topic and said, "Boss, you haven't told me where to fly the plane?" ”

"Get out! What to do, what to do, what to do, is this what you should know? ”

Jiang Haoran burst into a shout, so frightened that Ye Zhaofeng immediately fled, and his mouth was still grunting: "Anyone, turning your face is faster than turning a book!" ”