Vol 3 Chapter 80: Ramgar

The Hayate Fighter is a new type of fighter developed and produced by Japan’s Nakajima Aircraft Corporation. It is officially called the Nakajima IV Army Fighter. This aircraft is called by the Americans as Japan’s fastest fighter in World War II. It is extremely threatening. The gust of wind taking off from China Airport was also the biggest nightmare on the hump route.
The U.S. military transport plane was not armed or escorted by fighter jets. The plane loaded with young men could not get up at speed. In front of high-speed fighter jets, it could only be reduced to fish on the chopping board. For a time, the three pilots in the cockpit panicked and exhausted themselves. Solving the numbers, trying to escape from the muzzle of Japanese fighter jets.
C47 suddenly dived at high speed, and the cabin was swaying. The young men didn’t know what was going on. They were panicked. The gust of wind opened fire. A string of bullets pierced the aluminum skin of the cabin, killing two young men. Blood was splashing. Everyone. Only then did I realize that I was scared, and howling ghosts and wolves filled the cabin, all messed up.
　　Guan Lu and Ji Yuqian also turned pale with fright. The feeling of being slaughtered is not so beautiful. Only Shuan Zhu is not afraid of hair, and Yue Wumu is here, and the little devil’s plane is not a problem.
The plane drove at full power and dodged the gunfire from the fighter jets, but it was only a matter of time before it was hit. Perhaps after ten seconds, the engine will explode and catch fire, and the entire plane will disintegrate in the air and become a pile of wreckage on the route of the snow-capped mountains. .
　　 At a critical juncture, Captain Jenkins got anxious and drew a Browning automatic rifle from under his feet. This was his private weapon. It was originally for hunting, but now it has to be used against Japanese aircraft.
"You fly the plane, I'll be responsible for knocking it down." Liu Yan grabbed the rifle, turned and walked towards the rear hatch. The plane was bumpy, and he walked fast and steady step by step. Jenkins froze for a while, turned around and held it. Joystick.
Liu Yan pushed open the door of the C47, a cold wind poured in. The young men stubbornly grasped the net rope in the cabin to prevent themselves from falling out. The Nakajima fighter was at the five o'clock position of the transport plane, right behind. About a kilometer, the cannon was shining with fire.
The Japanese pilot in the fighter saw that the rear door of the U.S. transport plane was opened, thinking that the crew on board was going to abandon the plane and parachute. A triumphant smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't see the parachute, only one appeared on his windshield. Little hole.
It seems that something is wrong. The transport plane does not have a tail turret. How could it be shot? The pilot looked at his chest in disbelief. There was a red blood stain. How did his last sanity preserve this precious Imperial Army property? He insisted on flying back to Myitkyina Airport, but he couldn't do this anymore. A 7.62mm rifle bullet hit his lungs, and he could only live for ten seconds.
　　 Captain Jenkins saw the Nakajima fighter plane planted on the snow-capped mountain and turned into a ball of fire, and he took a breath, flattened the plane, and continued to fly along the course.
　　 Liu Yan came back with an automatic rifle: "Captain, thank you for your gun. It's accurate."
　　 "God." Captain Jenkins whispered unbelievably. The Chinese man hit a fighter with a rifle, and was blinded by him! , No matter what, he also saved the entire plane.
Captain 　　 stretched out his hand to him: "Thank you, sir, in this life I only thank two people, one God and the other you. If you qualify, you may still be in front of God."
　　 "So, do you have any extra jackets now?" Liu Yan said straight.
　　 "Let me find it, maybe someone else left it." Jenkins took a B3 sheepskin flight suit from the locker and gave it to Liu Yanzhi, "Do you want hot coffee?"
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Guan Lu put on her warm flight suit, held the tin cup with hot coffee in both hands, and took two sips. At any rate, her teeth stopped fighting and she relaxed easily. Suddenly her expression became extremely tense again, pointing to the porthole: "How is this going?"
The portholes were originally transparent, and you could see the lofty mountains below, but now it has become white. It is obviously a layer of ice. The windows are frozen. It is conceivable that the aircraft skin is also iced. The original transport aircraft is In a fully loaded state, how can it fly with a layer of ice on the outside.
Liu Yanzhi hurried to the cockpit to look at him. He was shocked. The windshield was completely covered with ice. The pilots tried to spray alcohol on the glass to de-icing, but they could only wash out a small area, and then it was covered with ice. The aircraft is completely in a blind flight state. Fortunately, the crew members have rich experience and can fly with instruments.
"It's raining outside, and it freezes when it falls on the fuselage. Don't worry, I may not be able to deal with fighters. I am sure of dealing with complicated weather. I have flown this line hundreds of times." Captain Jenkins comforted Liu Yan Straight, but his expression is not relaxed, the thermometer on the dashboard is still dropping, and the external temperature has reached minus 30 degrees.
"We are still on the right route." Captain Jenkins said, "but this is an estimate. You must know that the radio is inaccurate under thunder and lightning conditions. So, only God knows where we are, but just keep going. You can get out of the thunderstorm zone by flying."
　　 "If there is no problem with the engine, it will be fine." The deputy captain echoed, "The engine that has just been overhauled, I think it should be fine."
As soon as the voice fell, the engine on the right made a popping sound. It broke down. Jenkins sprayed some alcohol. The window of the cockpit washed out a small transparent area. It happened to be visible that the engine stopped again, and the propeller blades were wrapped in ice. Strictly.
　　 "The altitude is dropping." The captain yelled, "I'm going to hit a mountain!"
　　 There is a mountain in front of it, and the plane can't climb to the height quickly with a one-sided engine. At the moment of the moment, Liu Yan grabbed a wrench and went out. The crew was in a hurry, no one paid attention to him.
Liu Yan straightly took the wrench to pull the cabin door. Without pulling it, the ice froze the cabin door. After another hard effort, the door opened. The bone-chilling cold made people unable to breathe. He leaped out and closed the door. Flying in the cabin.
　　 The strong men watched this scene happen in horror, no one stopped them, no one screamed, they were too poor in knowledge and didn't understand what happened.
　　 "Liu Yanzhi went out again." Ji Yu said weakly.
　　 "He's going to save us." Guan Lu said, "Did you not notice that the plane's altitude is dropping."
One minute later, the engine resumed operation, the aircraft's power increased greatly, and it escaped the mountain. Then, like an old cow pulling a car, it climbed the ice-shell aircraft full of soldiers to a height of 20,000 feet, and it might hit the mountain. Sex was reduced to a minimum, and I could finally take a breath. Looking at the cabin, there was a layer of ice on the inside of the portholes. The strong men hugged together to keep warm, huddled together to warm each other's body temperature, and did not move. This was due to the lack of oxygen at high altitude.
　　 Liu Yan also came back straight, shrinking in the corner and drinking the cold coffee.
　　 After flying for a while, the thermometer showed that the temperature had returned to zero, and the cabin was much warmer. The plane had already escaped from the high mountainous area of ​​the hump, and next was the Great Plains of India.
As the flight altitude continued to drop, the cockpit regained a clear vision, the ice layer outside the portholes also fell off, the temperature gradually rose, and the frozen young men gradually came to life, lying next to the portholes and looking at the large green fields below. .
　　 "How much wheat must be harvested for such a large cropland." The simple soldier said with emotion.
The thirteen airports in northern India are the starting points of the hump route. Ramgarh is located in the middle of Bihar. It is a dry river beach. There was a camp for Italian prisoners of war. It is now a large camp for the Chinese army stationed in India. Most of the army has been trained and started to fight with the Japanese. The camp is empty, and only a few recruits continue to train.
C47 landed safely at the Ramgarh field airport. Captain Jenkins took off his heavy flight suit and came to the ground to enjoy the warm Indian sunshine. Suddenly he remembered something and walked to the right wing to check the engine. The engine was all normal, but The propeller blades were bumpy and seemed to have been hit by a blunt tool.
Jenkins scratched his head. He understood it a little, but didn't quite understand it. Someone knocked on the propeller blades, shattered the ice, and saved a person from a plane. But with too much force, he smashed the blades out of the pit. Under weather conditions, people walking out of the cabin will turn into ice sculptures, and they won't survive for a minute. How could it be possible to knock on ice with a blunt instrument.
Don’t think about things you don’t understand, so as not to waste your brain cells. This is Jenkins’ motto. Anyway, every voyage is a suicide flight. If you live today, you may not have tomorrow. There are at least a thousand under the hump route. The pilot sleeps there~EbookFREE.me~ The supplementary soldiers got off the plane, took off their clothes at the command of the officer, and piled them in a pile. The recruits are strictly prohibited from wearing domestic uniforms to enter the camp. They are protected from lice, etc. Parasites. In the past, these military uniforms were burned and destroyed on the spot. Later, the national army felt it wasted, so they recycled them and brought them back for the next wave of recruits.
The recruits all put on new khaki uniforms, long socks and high leather shoes. They happily climbed a Dodge truck to the camp. Only Liu Yanzhi and others were left. Their next stop was Kolkata, Lamb Gadong. The third largest city in India, 300 kilometers away.
There are no official flights from Ramgarh to Kolkata, and there are no trains or cars. India is an ancient continent and its infrastructure is not much stronger than China. If the 300 kilometers are all on feet, it will take ten and a half days. month.
　　 Liu Yan looked at Jenkins straight, and the latter made a gesture to please.
　　 "I know this is a bit difficult for a strong man, but I won't let everyone suffer." Liu Yan said straight, "Fly to Kolkata, the crew will cost 1,000 dollars per person, how about it?"
　　 Jenkins is a bit embarrassed. The hump route is his task. By the way, it is not against military discipline to carry passengers. However, flying from Ramgarh to Calcutta is an unauthorized departure.
　　 But it only has a range of three hundred kilometers, and it is all plains with a mild climate. It is a pity that these three thousand dollars are not earned. After thinking about it for a long time, Jenkins decided to give it a try.
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