I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Lin Heng and Chen Feng raised a question. They could train pilots and radio communication, but what about ground crew? Did the Yimeng guerrillas and the New Fourth Division know how to load bombs and refuel, check aircraft, provide ground guidance, handle abnormalities, and firefighting and rescue.

Chen Feng had a headache. He was just thinking about the fun of it and thought that he could do it by just hanging up bombs, adding fuel and carrying a parachute. He ignored the complexity and diversity of ground crew work.

"Brother Lin, how are you doing in this area? Is there anyone who specializes in it? If not, I will think of another way."

Chen Feng himself can provide training, but he does not have that much energy. The bigger the business, the more concerns he has to have. He must always pay attention to the threats from the sea and the railway lines surrounding the base.

"I proposed it, so I can do it! I made some mistakes before and was assigned to ground staff for two months. Now I understand all the work."

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'll call for people. Tell me how many you need and what your requirements are."

"Don't worry, Captain Lengqiang, I'm just doing you a small favor. Can you make a request that's not too excessive?"

"Brother Lin, this is not a small favor, it is a big favor, just tell me! As your brother, I will not hesitate if I can do it."

Lin Heng complained in his heart, calling you brother all the time, but you are probably not as old as me.

"It's like this, my eldest sister and brother-in-law admire you very much and have always been curious about your true appearance. I originally planned to ask for a photo, but considering that you have never appeared in the newspaper, you probably don't want to reveal your true appearance. So, how about this! When I leave, you can give my sister and her family a gift! It doesn't have to be expensive, just something of some commemorative significance. They will definitely be very happy."

Chen Feng felt a little annoyed. It seemed so awkward to hear that the most talented woman in the Republic of China and her whole family worshipped him.

"No problem at all, just tell me how many people you need!"

"You don't need too many in the early stage. You and the New Fourth Division just need to prepare 30 people each. There are no requirements. Of course, it's best if you are quick and nimble, and have some cultural knowledge. After it is confirmed, you can have the old train the new. There's no need for high technical content, but the best training location is still near the airport."

It was easy to get people, as long as we did it quickly and with the best possible results. It was very simple to pick out thirty people with some education from the Qingdao garrison. The Yimeng guerrillas were assembled in two hours. The telegram was sent to the New Fourth Division, and it only took one and a half hours to send the team that was learning ground work to Cangkou Airport.

Lin Heng's conspiracy succeeded. He felt that flight training was very boring, so he racked his brains to come up with a plan and successfully entered Cangkou Airport. Even if he brought people to wipe the plane, it was more comfortable than staying in a tent and explaining the dashboard and drawings.

Seeing through Lin Heng's thoughts, several pilots understood them but did not reveal them. Ground staff were also very important and indeed needed specialized training. As the leader, Cen Zeliu warned Lin Heng that if he dared to fly without permission, the Fifth Flying Squadron would expel him from the military and prevent him from ever touching a plane again in his life.

Lin Heng listened carefully to the deputy captain's instructions, turned around with a little excitement on his face, it seemed that being fired was not bad! Over there, he still had to wait in line for the comprador's plane, but here he had enough planes for himself.

On October 10, Zhang Shufen, who was on duty to monitor the radio station, made a discovery. A signal appeared on the band that needed special attention. After recording it, Zhang Shufen did not dare to delay and hurriedly reported it to Li Yunyan.

The two of them found Chen Feng with the telegram. Only Chen Feng could understand these special signals. The telegram was sent from the sea. An American merchant ship was carrying eight pilots, all of whom were Chinese and overseas Chinese. They were sent by Chen Jiageng after he heard that Chen Feng had occupied Qingdao Airport. Originally, this group of pilots were going to support Chongqing, but after soliciting the pilots' opinions, they were intercepted and sent by Chen Guoqing to quench Qingdao's thirst first.

The merchant ship will dock in Shanghai, but will head north to Lanshan before docking in Shanghai. It is expected to land at Lanshantou at 3 pm tomorrow. Please ask Chen Feng to be ready to pick it up. More pilots will arrive later.

Li Yunyan kept staring at the captain's expression. His face didn't change much, but his eyes were frighteningly green. He must have made some big gains, but he didn't know what.

"You go back first. We will keep monitoring you 12 hours a day."

"Yes"!

Chen Feng decided to go there in person. Eight pilots meant eight fighter jets could take off at any time to meet the enemy. Chen Feng was not worried about the origins of these people. Since they were sent by Old Chen, there was absolutely no problem with their origins and identities. In addition, almost all Chinese and overseas Chinese pilots who had assisted the country in history had become martyrs. They were the purest people, caring about their homeland and having only hatred for the invaders.

Before dawn on October 10, a convoy quietly left Qingdao city. It consisted of three jeeps and two trucks, escorted by a platoon from a special operations battalion of a regiment.

Li Yunyan and Song Zihan took turns monitoring the radio in the carriage. Chen Feng was a little worried because he didn't receive a reply to yesterday's call.

The convoy arrived at Lanshan at ten o'clock in the morning. The special operations company of the second battalion of the third regiment was already on alert near Guancaowang. Huang Shanhe and Daya's father Lao Liang were waiting at the entrance of the village. Seeing the convoy coming, Liang Dashu was excited but also a little nervous, not knowing whether his daughter would come back with them.

Chen Feng got out of the car with the two correspondents, not bothering to comfort Uncle Liang.

"Let's go to Uncle Liang's house and continue to monitor the radio."

Uncle Liang saw that the captain had important matters to attend to and had no time to care about his daughter, so he hurriedly led the way.

Uncle Liang arrived, Li Yunyan and Song Zihan went to Daya's room to set up the radio. Chen Feng looked at Uncle Liang and smiled:

"Uncle, are you worried about Daya? She is still training on the warship. We left in a hurry and didn't have time to bring her back to you."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, training is important."

Uncle Liang said these three important things in a row and made himself laugh.

"Captain Leng Qiang, is Daya okay? This child can endure hardships, but her personality is a bit strong."

"It's good. We have captured two Japanese warships. Daya is the head of the cruiser's communications team, responsible for sending and receiving telegrams."

Uncle Liang didn't know what a cruiser was. It seemed that the one the captain had robbed last time was one of them. However, he was still happy to hear that his daughter was in charge of sending and receiving telegrams. It would be good if there was no war. Was he too selfish? However, there was nothing he could do. He only had this precious daughter. If something happened to her, Uncle Liang felt that he would have nothing to live for.

"Uncle, are you still fishing?"

"Let's not fight anymore. It's hard to go out to sea, and we don't need to worry about food. Typhoons come suddenly in this season, so we dare not take the risk of going out to sea."

Li Yunyan walked out in a hurry.

"Captain, signal received."

Chen Feng took the telegram, Huang Shanhe automatically walked to the side to study the vegetable garden, Uncle Liang also went to the shed to find his pipe when he saw this, Chen Feng had his own translation in his mind.

"The time remains unchanged, please be prepared for reception. If there is any change, reply within ten minutes. If there is no change, disembark immediately after arrival."