Landing the fighter on the runway steadily, Long Yun felt a sense of relief in his heart, and finally came back.

After several days of thrilling journeys since his last safari and parachute jump in France, Long Yun has returned to the familiar 309 Frontline Fighter Regiment.

Returning to the new station in the regiment, the comrades-in-arms who had already learned the good news had already planned the activities, and held a rather lively welcome party for Long Yun in the big tent of the temporary station that evening.

In the huge machine repair tent, the clutter has been cleaned up, and the long tables placed next to the fighter plane are full of food, and of course, large and small bottles of all kinds of liquor are indispensable; It seems that in order to collect these things, everyone has put a lot of effort into it.

The pilots, who are rarely able to drink in normal times, can be said to be elated at this time:

"First of all, congratulations to our Victor on his safe return after an adventure behind enemy lines!"

Ivan Kerensky, blushing and excited, raised his glass and shouted, triggering a burst of applause and laughter; Everyone knows that this guy is a well-known lucky one, and he ran back to the regiment twice after being beaten down, but now there is no plane for the time being, and he is nicknamed "Infantry Ivan".

"-Hey! Ivan, your running adventure is not bad either! ”

"! How can I get on a helicopter and get on a plane when this guy is running away! Kerensky gulped down his beer, "The standard all-rounder!" Ha ha! ”

"Then, congratulations to our Viktor, who was promoted to Air Force Major on a rocket!"

There was another clash of wine bottles and enamel glasses, and the shouts of everyone almost tore off the roof of the tent. Well done Victor! ”

"The next time you take off, Victor, you must shout to those NATO boys: What are you doing here, are you here to brush up on my achievements?"

"--More of them, and let me be a lieutenant colonel! Haha! Suvorov's strange tone caused a burst of laughter.

The unrestrained soldiers are all drinking happily at this time, the tense battle, those lovely comrades-in-arms who have passed away, and the love seems to be condensed in rich dark beer and spicy vodka, which makes these hot-blooded men boil!

"Also, congratulations to our Viktor, go to Moscow to meet with the General Secretary and personally issue him a medal!"

The whistle was mixed with cheers and applause, and everyone felt that this was not only the honor of Victor, but also the glory of the entire 309 front-line fighter regiment. In the elation of clapping hands and stomping feet, someone vividly learned the deep voice of the general secretary: "Major Rezenov, the material of your military uniform is too thin!" There are a lot of medals to hang in the future, so be prepared in advance! ”

"-Haha!"

Everyone present burst into laughter, even the head of the regiment, Andropov, who was sitting at the end of the long table, laughed loudly, and drank the beer in his glass rarely. "Come on! Pour me another glass! If you have a duty task, get out of here now, and if you don't have it, give me a drink here! - No one is allowed to pretend to be a bear! Cheers to our Victor! ”

Lieutenant Colonel Victor, who was lucky to return, can be said to have already become the spiritual pillar of the whole regiment, how can he not have a few more drinks today? Except for those on duty, everyone drank a lot of wine; In the warm atmosphere, Long Yun naturally couldn't spoil the fun, anyway, he might not be able to attack in the past two days, his red No. 13 plane had crashed in distant France, and now he has no planes available for the time being.

He simply drank several glasses of spicy vodka, only remembering that his comrades lifted him up and wandered around, and he didn't remember anything that happened afterwards.

The next morning, waking up from a dream, rubbing his head that was a little swollen and painful, Long Yun got up and found that he was still in this parallel world. It seems that you can't cross when you're drunk and unconscious, so let's just go out and walk around casually.

Walking out of the camp in a bit of a daze, Long Yun remembered about his mysterious box, and he didn't know if the brothers of the "Signal Flag" had brought it back for him?

After washing up and having some breakfast, Long Yun went to the regiment headquarters to ask about the situation.

At the office of the regiment headquarters, as soon as Long Yun got into the tent, he saw Regiment Commander Andropov, who had made an exception and drank a few drinks last night. The head of the regiment didn't have any more words for the super ace in front of him who had returned from escape and was safe and sound, he patted Long Yun on the shoulder and asked him to sit down and drink some tea first.

"Is the wine sober, Victor?"

Hearing the head of the regiment ask like this, Long Yun nodded with a smirk.

"See if you're sober, what is your current record?"

"Uh-report to the head of the group, I want to think about it," Long Yun really didn't pay attention to this, and he immediately recalled briefly.

When he parachuted into France and was put in a detention cell, with the German plane, he shot down fifteen planes; Later, the Mi-28 also exploded. Yesterday on the way back to the regiment encountered an encounter, should it be two or three more?

"Report, there should be eighteen in total. Suvorov also fought yesterday during the encounter. ”

Just now, Long Yun recalled yesterday's encounter, and with his superhuman eyesight, he actually saw that the enemy plane was hit by an R-27T launched by him, and then caught fire and fell. But Long Yun was not a greedy person, and he didn't have any eager pursuit of shooting down numbers, so he gave that result directly to Suvorov.

"Ho, eighteen! Good lad. ”

Andropov, who usually does not smile, to say who he praises to his face, it is almost nothing; However, in the face of this brilliant genius, he rarely showed a heartfelt smile of appreciation.

Isn't it? This Victor, when he returns to the base, he can still get two results by the way, which is a bit incredible. The so-called superb technology and luck are bursting with luck, it seems that even if he is transferred to the Antarctic garrison, he will be able to find enemy planes to make a record!

This young man definitely has the potential to become a super ace of the Red Air Force and a legend of air combat, the regiment commander couldn't help but nod, he has been immersed in the Red Air Force for many years, and he completely believes in his own vision.

However, thinking of the fax received by the regiment earlier, Andropov felt a wave of melancholy.

The thin piece of paper was lying in a brown paper bag on the table in front of him, but he was a little reluctant to look at it.

Somehow, seeing this boss with a stern face but quite attentive to his subordinates, Long Yun had a strange premonition, he felt that Andropov had something to say to him. So he didn't speak, but stood there quietly waiting.

"Comrade Rezenov."

Sure enough, the head of the regiment hesitated for a moment, but still spoke, "That's right." A few days ago, when you had just parachuted in France, the command sent an order: in view of the fact that your performance since the beginning of the war has been very prominent, now the above gives you two arrangements, I hope you will think about it carefully, and then give the command an answer. ”

Two arrangements? Long Yun was a little strange, he waited for the head of the regiment to continue.

"As the number one trump card of the Red Air Force, the superiors are now very concerned about you, hoping to give you greater combat support and room to play. So the current arrangement for you is either to go to another front-line fighter regiment as a regiment commander and lead other pilots to continue to fight in Western Europe; Alternatively, you can go to the Caucasus fighter regiment to continue your service and fly Su-27 fighters. ”

Hearing the regiment leader's words, Long Yun was a little incredulous.

Transferred to another regiment to be the commander? W- that's right, right?

As a military fan, Long Yun doesn't have much concept of the Soviet military rank and corresponding position, but he also knows that his current identity is just a small captain - oh! Well, now that he is a major, to say that to be a regimental commander is completely unconventional promotion. Even if the record is brilliant, but it is difficult for a major to take on the post of regimental commander?

Probably seeing his confusion, Commander Andropov later continued:

"That's right, you don't have to answer now, you can go back and think about it slowly. - Oh, there's also an official promotion order for you, congratulations on being a major now! However, this order cannot be issued to you now," patting Long Yun on the shoulder, the regiment commander's expression regained resoluteness: "Didn't the headquarters already arrange for you to go to Moscow, the general secretary wants to meet you personally!" Issued with the medal! As for the question of where to go, it will not be too late for you to decide when you arrive in Moscow. ”

The head of the regiment's words were so informative, looking at the promotion order in his hand, Long Yun was a little stunned for a while.

The rank of major, although it is only one level different from the rank of captain, is already the rank of colonel. There is no tradition of large-scale promotion in the line of fire in the history of the Soviet Union, and as far as pilots are concerned, even Kozhdub, the number one ace of the Soviet Air Force during World War II, was only a captain until the end of the war; On the contrary, the second place Pokryshkin, who was already a colonel of the Air Force at the end of the war, shows that the rank is not a common reward for ace pilots.

But now Long Yun has broken this rule: it was only half a month ago that he was promoted to captain, and now he has been promoted to major. Of course he was glad to hear the exact news; But thinking of the order conveyed by the regiment commander, no matter what choice he made, it meant that he had to leave the 309 front-line fighter regiment, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Although, for more than a month, he only participated in this East-West war as a traverser, but how many baptisms of fighting, life and death passed by, and Long Yun has developed a deep friendship with these comrades-in-arms who get along day and night and fight side by side.

"Carried a gun together, fought together", what kind of life and death friendship is that, although Long Yun has never put on a military uniform in reality, he has a deep understanding in this combat career. Now that I want to say goodbye to them, a thousand things come to my heart; Long Yun looked up at the head of the regiment who had a resolute face and couldn't tell what he felt in his expression, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

In the middle of the night, Andropov let out a long sigh, raised his hand, and straightened Long Yun's military uniform and appearance. There was also concern and expectation for this young man.

"Young man, do a good job wherever you go! -- You have a great future, but you still have a long way to go. ”