It’s not that Tang Dao’s concentration is not strong enough.

Instead, regardless of name, hometown or age, the lonely middle-aged man in front of him actually matched the legendary man.

As for occupations, who says that the aircraft builders are not mechanical?

But this is unscientific. Shouldn’t the person recorded in the book be in Chuncheng at this time?

"Little brother, are you?" The lonely man's shout pulled Tang Dao back to reality from his shock.

"It's okay, but this Erguotou reminds me of an old friend. On the southeast battlefield, he said that the wine in the north is hard to enter the throat, not as soft and mellow as my southwest wine, but it has a sense of male tyranny." Tang Dao reacted quickly and calmed down quickly.

"When I think of this, I want to toast him first."

Then, Tang Dao gently poured the wine in his glass on the ground in response to the astonishment of the lonely man.

"Little brother, old friend..." The lonely man frowned slightly.

"My old friend has already died in the battlefield." Tang Dao shook his head and said no more.

When the lonely man heard Tang Dao say this, he looked at the scars on Tang Dao's chest and back, and his eyes showed relief.

That's right! Tang Dao and his three followers, even the white-haired old men, were all powerful men. Although they were doing wild moves in this market, their sitting posture was still upright. Once they said that he had been on the battlefield, everything would be explained.

At this time, the Republic of China had a very ancient style. Although they met by chance, both sides were vague about their identities, both sides were also open-minded people. Wang Zhu was knowledgeable and talented, and Uncle Han was rich in experience and knowledgeable. Tang Dao had the gaze to see through the future. Several people talked happily during the meal.

Although Issues Wang Shu, he also has the heroic spirit of a northerner. Not to mention the bottle of Erguotou brought by Wang Shu, he took a jar of five kilograms from the small shop and was not enough.

The two detective teams who followed and pretended to be diners were stunned. They didn't know how strong the combat effectiveness of these teams required strict protection and surveillance targets, but few people could meet the amount of alcohol.

"I have a premonition that you and my brother will meet again sooner or later. You are not simpler than I thought!" Wang Zhu, who was 70% drunk, glanced at the store when he said goodbye to Tang Dao before boarding the rickshaw, but left a farewell word.

Tang Dao laughed silently, but unexpectedly, this guy was quite alert. He had already seen that the two were plainclothes. It seemed that it was necessary to remind Shen Dajing to improve his subordinates' business abilities.

However, if you think about it, the man who is 80% of the time is that he can make such a big name in a foreign land alone, relying on his IQ alone is probably far from enough.

But Tang Dao and the lonely man might not have expected that the reunion of the two would be so fast.

It was only less than 10 hours apart.

On the second day, Tang Dao went to the logistics department under the Ministry of Military Affairs to sign and receive the reward, which was also one of the benefits of Tang Dao's return to Shancheng to report his duties.

Although the Battle of Zishan was suppressed by the theater command on the surface and did not publicize the achievements of the Four-Shanghai Regiment, the Ministry of Military Affairs knew that the Four-Shanghai Regiment played a leading role in this battle. Just a telegram commander to let the Tang Grand Regiment return to the capital to report his duties, is it a dog to the Tang Regiment Head? Or is it a great minister who is a dog?

The reward of 500,000 yuan is the auxiliary benefit of Tang Dao's return to the Ministry of Military Affairs to report his duties. Tang Dao's mindset that he would not take it for nothing, he wandered in the mountain city for a few days, and today he came to the logistics department to handle it.

Because of the special pass from the Chief of Staff of the Ministry of Military Affairs, Tang Dao did not have much effort to enter the small building next to the mountain. As soon as he walked to the office of the logistics officer in charge of approval of funds, he heard a plea from inside.

"Director Tan, do you see if you can increase the funds? Just this is not enough for the half-year salary owed by the staff in the station!"

"Director Wang, you'd better ask back! This is the decision of the superior, and I can't help. I have to receive important people. If you have any requirements, please go to the chief in charge, please!" Although the logistics officer in the house did not speak harshly in his words, the arrogance and impatientness were already coming out.

Tang Dao frowned, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With his voice discrimination ability and super memory, he could not hear who this familiar voice came from? If it was him, it would not be 70% or 80% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10% or 10%

Not everyone is qualified to enter this area with at least one armed guard platoon to protect the military key areas required for the logistics of millions of troops across the country.

The door opened and was almost driven out, with a lonely and slightly embarrassed look on his face, and Tang Dao, who was wearing an army colonel's uniform, looked at each other.

"Little brother?" The man in the suit suddenly became stunned.

Who can that be if Wang Zhu is not?

Obviously, in a military uniform and three golden triangular stars appeared in front of him, which was far beyond his expectations.

"Captain Tang, please come in quickly, please come in quickly." The man in the room sat at the spacious desk and caught a glimpse of Tang Dao's appearance. He quickly stood up and greeted him in person.

Wang Zhu was even more confused.

He knew very well what the major general in front of him was. He was a typical guy who looked down on others. He was the director of the Aircraft and Aviation Research Institute, and his level was not inferior to the major general, but he had never moved from his chair, even if he didn't even get up.

But at this moment, this person actually walked out to greet an army colonel who was lower than him. Who was the little brother he met last night? Is the second-generation official?

But that second-generation official can blow the river breeze and expose his tendons and meat to eat hot pot like a peddler in such a small shop?

The huge contrast makes this big boss who is awesome now and in the future unable to mess with him on the spot.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, don't you say we will meet sooner or later! Isn't this fulfilled? You wait for me there first, and I'll come to you after signing with Director Tan, for one minute!" Tang Dao smiled and raised a finger.

The Major General Director who was greeted with a smile froze.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Obviously, Tang Dao was venting his anger for Director Wang who had just politely "pledged" away.

However, when the commander of the Tang Dynasty first arrived in the mountain city and saw the military commander, he immediately became murderous. This was already a good treatment.

In the eyes of his friend who served in the Staff Office, he would rather offend Lieutenant General than offend Tang Dao, the iron head who returns from the frontline, who exchanges his life for his life.

Otherwise, why would he, the major general, be so polite to a young colonel? So what if he is awesome anti-Japanese general? This is the military and political department, the center of the entire army, not the front line.

The Army Major General was a man who could bend and stretch, and immediately welcomed Tang Dao into the office with a gentle face.

In a private room in a restaurant outside the Ministry of Military Affairs.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, the timing and location yesterday were wrong, so I'm sorry for hiding my identity from you!" Tang Dao said apologetically.

"Tang Dao, you are Tang Dao. No wonder I said you are a little familiar with it. It turns out that I have seen you in the newspaper for a long time, but you are much more handsome than in the photos." Wang Zhu still looked at Tang Dao in disbelief.

"That must be that Dan Tai didn't shoot one-tenth of my handsomeness. I think he was afraid that I would be taken away!" Tang Dao smiled slightly.

"Haha, that must be the case." Wang Zhu laughed.

"You don't know how much the young people in my institute admire you. Many people yelled that since the country does not provide funds and cannot study the plane, it is better not to draw drawings and carry the gun directly to North China to find you to fight the Japanese. If they know that the leader of the anti-Japanese hero group was actually the younger brother I met in a small hot pot restaurant, wouldn't they have to circumnate around me every day?"

Speaking of this, although Wang Zhu's face was still smiling, his eyes couldn't help but feel bitter.

The country is not just not providing research funds. This time he came to the Ministry of Military Affairs to ask for money. As long as the salary of personnel in the second half of 39 years is half, it has almost passed in 40 years, and there is no half of the money. This is a problem for all the researchers in the institute to eat at home.

Tang Dao was also silent.

Scientists also need to eat. If eating is a problem, then study a hammer.

The northwest was suffering from a bitter northwest back then, and the whole country was famine. But that's all, we must ensure that scientists have eggs a day and eat vegetables, otherwise the country's important tools will come there.

In fact, last night, the name Wang Zhu slid across Tang Dao's mind over and over again.

When Tang Dao walked off the plane and stared at the dark city, remembering the five years in time and space that were forced to endure the bombing, tens of thousands of people who died in the bombing and thousands of orphans who lost their parents, Tang Dao never had such a strong desire for fighter planes.

War is always three-dimensional. Losing air supremacy is not just a matter of how much sacrifice it takes, but a key issue of inability to win.

Perhaps God felt the desire of Tang Dao, and Wang Shu appeared in the world of Tang Dao. Who is Wang Shu?

Wang Zhu's life was very simple. In August 1909, Wang Zhu was sent to study in the Empire of Japan. In 1910, he entered the Empire of Japan of Japan of the Empire of Japan of Japan, and then went to the Vickers Factory for internship. In June 1916, he became a graduate of the second phase of aviation engineering at the MIT and obtained a master's degree in aviation engineering.

At this time, it was just a sense of déjà vu of a top student. It was rare to see all over China.

After graduation, Wang Zhu joined a company called Pacific Space Equipment. The company's name was very loud. In fact, it was a handicraft workshop with only more than 20 employees at that time.

So why did Wang Zhu choose this company? Because it was recommended by his good friend and senior brother, the senior brother is named George Westwell. He is also the first batch of master's students in aerospace engineering at MIT. Wang Zhu is a second-year graduate, and the two have common mentors.

George has a partner named William Iward Boeing, who jointly founded "US Pacific Space Equipment Co., Ltd.".

At first they imitated the Martin aircraft, they studied its flaws and redesigned it, and named it the "B&W" aircraft after two.

But this aircraft did not meet the standards of the US military, and its takeoff and landing efficiency was too low to be sold. At this time, George was summoned to serve on the battlefield. Seeing that the company was about to go bankrupt, Westerwirt couldn't bear to see this scene, so he recommended Wang Zhu to his friend.

Wang Zhu improved, improved, analyzed the performance and defects of the "B&W" aircraft, and solved the vortex problem of the falling wings, including the problem of inflexible flight caused by the national wings, and successfully designed the Model-c aircraft.

Once launched, this aircraft was well received by the US military and successfully received an order of US$527,000, which was the first pot of gold the company earned.

Wang Shu's arrival was like a "divine weapon from heaven" to save a small workshop on the verge of bankruptcy. Wang Shu naturally became the company's first chief engineer, only 24 years old that year.

And the company's name in the future is Boeing.

If Wang Zhu, who was determined to serve the country, resigned at the end of 1917 and left the United States and returned to his motherland, it was not a big deal with this aviation giant's company. Wang Zhu brought a group of researchers to develop and assemble more than 200 fighter jets in China to fight against Japan, then he once taught and introduced a student who studied at the MIT in the United States, but eventually grew into a scientist known as the father of China's aerospace industry.

With this one alone, he is enough to be famous in history.

But in fact, Tang Dao knew that this person's ability in aircraft manufacturing was far more than what he had achieved at present.

All of this is because of the word money.

The funding for the Aviation Research Institute is a secret, and Tang Dao is unknown, but a director of a research institute begged to his grandfather and grandma everywhere, but only asked for the salary to survive. This funding may not be as high as Tang Dao's magnificent hotel for a month.

"This is a withdrawal certificate of 500,000 French currency. It counts the funds donated by my four teams to the Aviation Research Institute. Please ask your colleagues to develop a fighter plane that can soar in my blue sky as soon as possible to comfort my close friend." Tang Dao pondered for a moment and placed the certificate with two seals and signatures he had just obtained on the table.

"No, this is the funding that all the soldiers of your group have worked hard to fight. If the soldiers' families have no relatives, how can they lose their pensions again?" Wang Zhu was extremely moved, but he shook his head firmly and refused.

No matter how much Tang Dao persuaded him, he wanted to say that he had made tens of thousands of dollars a day now, and he didn't even look down on this kind of legal currency that was not circulated well in North China. Wang Zhu, who had the unique stubbornness of scholars, refused to accept it.

In his opinion, this money is to sacrifice the lives of soldiers, and only those who can use these are their families.

Although he is stubborn, he has a character that is sufficiently respectful.

"I have heard you mention your best friend twice. I don't know how he died on the battlefield. If I guess correctly, he should be my Chinese Air Force." Wang Zhu took the initiative to change the topic.

"His name is Le Yiqing! He is a Sichuan native. He said that he was not drinking and talking to him. Actually, I don't have that opportunity, but it is true that I have fought side by side on the battlefield. I believe that if one day I can have a sip of Erguotou with him, he will definitely say, good men should be treated as such a strong wine." Tang Dao's eyes showed a deep pain.

That day he was on the ground and Le Yiqing was in the sky. Both sides cooperated to ambush the Japanese invaders' land and killed the Japanese invaders. The steel helmets of the Jiangnan land in China are well-known.

Tang Dao still remembered that after the battle, the only remaining fighter planes roared across the battlefield at high speed under the leadership of that person. Apart from hundreds of meters, the Chinese soldiers on the ground and at high altitude saluted each other.

Although he and Le Yiqing couldn't see each other's face clearly, the friendship between fighting side by side was formed.

However, the damn rut in history is always so stubborn. In the Battle of Jinling more than a month later, there were only two fighter jets left in the entire flight brigade. Faced with the bombardment of more than a dozen Japanese fighter jets on the defense line, Le Yiqing and his only remaining wingman went to fight.
To be continued...