Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 1016 Mosquito Bomber

Fortunately, the imperial concubine licked the dog loyally, and the Dutchman Daniel did not take such a breath and died directly.

While the imperial concubine was in a hurry, after drinking a bottle of 'Huoxiang Zhengqi Water', Daniel slowly woke up again.

Then, as long as you are a person, you can see that this old man is obviously different mentally. He looks at least ten years younger.

The main thing is that the head is not dizzy, the eyesight is not dazzled, and the legs and feet are strong.

After telling the imperial concubine how much he had missed Ms. Anne over the years, and how he had remained faithful to her in the face of various situations where little widows had their goods.

Originally, the imperial concubine wanted to keep him and have a lunch or something between 'father and daughter'. By the way, she told him that this was their secret and they must not talk nonsense when they went out.

Daniel stood up to leave and said:

"Anna, my little angel, after seeing you today, I, Daniel, have no regrets in my life; even if I die tomorrow, I can still go to see Brother Su with a smile.

Don't worry, I will always keep this secret in my heart and will not tell anyone about it.

Now I must return to the fleet, because it is your mother's hard work; the damage in this battle was very serious, I must go back early and supervise others to repair it early. "

After saying that, he took a deep look at the concubine, as if he wanted to carve her face into his heart, and then left like a gust of wind.

His legs and feet are very nimble when walking, and even young people may not be able to compare with them.

This licking dog is loyal to such an extent, and the imperial concubine is not a hard-hearted woman. It would be a lie to say that she dare not move when she sees this.

So, after wiping away the tears that came from being moved, I watched Daniel stride away.

After waving over a sailor from the Xuange camp fleet who could be completely trusted, he asked him to secretly inform the next licking dog: Danish Trek, to come and get together.

Currently in the Xuan Ge camp fleet, there are still eight licking dogs alive, including Daniel.

She only has one day of rest today, and she will probably have a new job tomorrow, so she has to hurry up.

After seeing such a scene, Lao Ma, a newbie who lived on the same floor as the imperial concubine and Hu Biao, was shocked and was in a daze for a while.

After reacting, he let out a long sigh: "What a sin."

Then, back to his room, Lao Ma continued to write some small notebooks that he planned to use in the future.

As for the specific content? Of course, there is a feasibility report on setting up the position of chief committee member in the future Xuange Battalion troops, including all units at the company level and above.

As well as training for committee members and some related professional materials.

Because in my mind, scenes of the upright officers holding the pistol in one hand and the tin trumpet in the other kept appearing, taking the lead.

Lao Ma was so excited emotionally that he screamed for a while.

It was a rare day of rest, and I didn't have much time to hang out with the veterans in the team on the white beaches of Surabaya City.

Of course, there are no girls wearing bikinis on the beach these days, which is one of the reasons why this guy doesn’t want to go out...

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Team members who are in a similar situation to Lao Ma include Lang Qing, a senior veteran, and Lao Ping, a newbie.

The two of them also did not go out to hang out, but stayed between rooms.

At this moment, the two of them were staying in Lang Qing's room, looking at the simple hand-drawn drawings on the table, each holding a poisonous weed in their mouths and smoking, like two large chimneys, constantly smoking.

Judging from their furrowed brows, they looked quite upset.

The reason for this is that the two of them are discussing how to create a suitable aircraft for the team in the next time.

In the team's original plan, there was no option to build an aircraft.

The main reason is that the industrial system involved in aircraft is really too complicated.

Of course, if the team goes all out to attack the enemy, advanced jet fighters won't be able to do it, but some old-fashioned propeller planes should be fine.

It's just the manufacturing work of other equipment, and I probably don't have the energy to complete it. What I didn't expect was that among the newbies this time, there was an aerospace engineer like Lao Ping.

Although there are still certain differences between aerospace and aviation, compared to other members of the team; Lao Ping, a rookie, is really much more professional.

As for aircraft operation and pilot training, the blind box was opened just after the last mission, and Zhan Xiang started a book called "Junior Aircraft Piloting Specialization".

Even if the War Elephant is too big to be used, it will be given to Xiao Mei in the end.

But it will not affect at all, after the aircraft is manufactured, a series of operations in aircraft driving and student training will be carried out in the future.

So today, the two of them gathered together to discuss the scene of building an airplane.

As for the development of aerospace, we should wait until the aircraft is clarified first.

But after the two sat together, they quickly reached a consensus on whether to build a fighter jet or a bomber:

These days, there is no opponent or need for air combat, so of course we have to build bombers.

It just flies slower and does not affect combat at all.

It is best to use torpedo bombers, because this thing is an unsolvable trump card for opponents who have no concept of air defense at all.

Unfortunately, after the two drew many drawings, they finally came to a helpless result:

The aircraft was okay, but to make a suitable torpedo, the team did not have enough time and energy.

Finally, after throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, Lang Qing, the core of the team's equipment manufacturing team, made a decision:

"Forget it, just load up the DH.98 "Mosquito" bomber. This thing has an all-wooden structure.

The source of materials is simple. Although it is difficult for us flower growers to recruit some mechanical technicians, there are not many good carpenters. The only problem seems to be the engine.

I will solve this problem. Even if I bring someone to rub it with my hands, I can make some usable piston engines~"

"Okay, leave the aerodynamic layout and overall structure to me." After hearing this, Lao Ping solemnly promised.

Even though he knew that it would be very difficult to start such a thing from scratch, wasn't the situation even more difficult when the predecessors in the aerospace industry developed one of the "two bombs and one satellite"?

So when it comes time for him to pay his dues, he will never give up...

At the same time, the pretty boy wandered around a bookstore in Surabaya City alone.

He did not go to the beach to play like most of the team; mainly because the wounds on his body had not recovered and he could not soak in water.

So after wandering around the street for a while, I wandered into the bookstore.

I originally planned to cool down a little and leave, but I was just looking casually in the bookshelf. Suddenly I saw a copy of "Shawn's Poetry Collection" and I felt something bad.

Because in the last mission, when he was walking around and reciting poems in front of those foreign women, the nickname he gave was Sean.

When he took it out and took a look, he found the contents above, all the poems he was shamelessly copying.

The key is that behind these poems, those stories full of lace and waist pain may have been widely known and discussed hotly by the masses.

Suddenly, with this guy's face, he felt inexplicably agitated.

With the last trace of luck, he asked a boss in his fifties, "Boss, is this book selling well?"

"Of course." After hearing this, the boss immediately replied enthusiastically:

"This Mr. Sean is recognized as the best poet in the past century. I heard that his poetry collections are sold wherever there are people. I don't know how many have been sold.

The most important thing is, I heard that he is of Chinese descent. "

Two minutes later, carrying a copy of "Shawn's Poems" for which the boss refused to take any money, the pretty boy returned to the hotel as if he was running away. It was a bit hard to go shopping on this street.

When he returned in a hurry, Cross was riding a bicycle, speeding through the streets of Surabaya City.

Because this bicycle is the latest product of the factory he founded in Shanghai. It is said that it is exported to many regions such as Asia, Africa and Latin America, and the business is booming...

(End of this chapter)