"Finally found! Found!"

After sending the students, he saw the second battalion commander Cheng Hong jogging over and shouting excitedly.

“What was found?”

Zheng Yong glared at his eyes and shouted with dissatisfaction.

How come the screaming look like a soldier?

"Reporting the team, the pilot you are looking for has been found!"

Cheng Hong's words immediately made Zheng Yong's eyes open, and the dissatisfaction just now disappeared without a trace. He rushed to Cheng Hong in a few steps, and he completely disappeared from the appearance of a group:

"Where are people?"

Fengtian has 262 aircraft, which is a huge air force, but what makes Zheng Yong the most helpless is that he has the plane but has no one who can drive. This is really the biggest irony for him.

"Yes, coming."

When Cheng Hong said this, he was a little stuttering. Seeing the group post looking confused, he quickly said:

"I only realized that several pilots did not leave Fengtian. Later, they found them in a church. There were six of them, fighting with a group of people for a girl..."

Zheng Yong smiled. He knew that the pilots at this time were as precious as something, and everyone treated them as treasures. This made them look arrogant and despicable. Fighting was normal for them.

Before he saw these pilots, Zheng Yong had already made up his mind that as long as these people did not kill and set fire, and did not become traitors, they would be subject to their nature, and their only condition was to help him fly into the sky on the plane.

"Mari, Mari, Mari!"

A slightly sharp voice sounded, and more than a dozen soldiers with live ammunition were escorted by six messy people, and the man in front shouted as he walked:

"What do you want to do? They have fun in the hall, fight a small fight, catch others, do they have any more kings, and do they have more kings..."

Zheng Yong suddenly shuddered. Is this the pilot? Is this the big man talking?

The man was pushed in front of Zheng Yong. He was twenty-five or six years old, with a tender skin and tender flesh. He had a split hair. The most eye-catching thing was that he tied a snow-white silk scarf around his neck.

Sister-in-law, this person is definitely a girl-in-law!

This is Zheng Yong's first reaction to this man, and he has a correct expression:

"Name? Official position"

The man glanced at Zheng Yong, raised his orchid finger, stroked his hair with his index finger, and said in a sharp voice:

"Wang Yiheng, captain of the first team of the second squadron of the First Aviation Brigade."

"Where is your sir?"

"Oh, there is no chief."

It would be fine if Zheng Yong didn't ask, but when he asked, the man named Wang Yiheng suddenly burst into pain:

"To put it nicely, we call it the Flying Brigade, but in fact there are not many people. Then the Japanese will run away once they fight. Sir, look, look, there are only a few of us brothers left, why don't we say that we have a miserable life..."

"Why don't you run?"

Zheng Yong was a little amused and cried. This person was really "congenial" when speaking. While speaking, he also gave Zheng Yong a few "autumn" with his eyes from time to time. Zheng Yong was a little curious. What did such a person do in a brothel?

"Run? Where to run?"

Wang Yiheng's expression was a little dim:

"Yingkou or Changchun? I'm afraid that there are all Eastern people in that place? We were sent to the Maulanna Air School in Paris, France by the Dashen to defend our Northeast. But now..."

Zheng Yong couldn't think of such a person as he could say such words. He said in silence:

"Now Fengtian needs you. Fengtian has some planes, but unfortunately no one drives it, if..."

"Isn't it just that we want us to help you fight the Japanese?" Wang Yiheng curled his lips: "But you have to deal with some small matters for us."

These pilots are indeed "pride" and have not done anything yet. They have already agreed with the superiors.

Seeing Zheng Yong nodding, Wang Yiheng came up mysteriously, and a smell of fragrant powder rushed towards Zheng Yong's nose:

"Sir, the brothers' deficit in the hall this time has gone a long way. I haven't given the money for the rouge that I owe to the girls yet. I just fought with someone and smashed some things. I just calculated that I have to have two hundred oceans to understand..."

Now his face doesn't look like a sissy, but like a bargaining businessman...

...

Zheng Yong had no idea what the flying level of these six people were, but even in this situation, Zheng Yong still treated them as treasures.

Zheng Yong sent someone to check the group of people who fought with them in the hall and found that there was also Zang Shiyi's nephew.

In fact, the cause of the fight was very simple, it was just to be jealous for a girl. Zheng Yong guessed that Zang Shiyi's nephew was not a good thing, and without asking any questions, he grabbed the group of people and scolded them hard, and ordered them to apologize to the group of pilots in front of him before he could finish it.

"Okay, six masters are here."

Cheng Hong, who was responsible for arranging these pilots, received clear instructions to give them whatever they needed, manpower, resources, and everything must meet their requirements to the greatest extent in the shortest time.

Cheng Hongke really suffered a disaster. These six masters have an outrageous temper. Not only do they have to eat and stay well, they also have to make some wine every day. They don’t drink ordinary wine, but they have to drink authentic French wine.

"These people will be able to make great use soon."

Faced with Cheng Hong's complaint, Zheng Yong smiled and told his subordinates:

"With the assistance of the Air Force, our determination to keep Fengtian will be much greater. To endure, not only you have to endure it, but I also have to mess with it. Then we will let these six masters return it to us with all their principals and interests!"

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