Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1387

Chapter 1387 Crazy and proud

It turned out that six naval pilots from the 138th Aviation Squadron of the US Navy refused to deliver their planes.

The reason is that it is impossible for Chinese pilots to fly the latest federal fighter aircraft. As soldiers, they cannot allow federal weapons to be damaged. As citizens, they cannot watch taxpayers' money being wasted.

Of course, this is just what they said to Major Soros, the top military commander who flew to China. As for the liaison officers sent by China, the arrogant American pilots were completely useless.

Now, they have formed a defense line in the hangar with the self-defense pistols they wear, refusing to allow any Chinese personnel to approach.

"Let's go! Come with me! I want to see how awesome these Americans' defenses are. As long as there is no unbreakable defense on land, especially the foreign devils'." Tang Dao frowned and thought for a while, then He waved to the six pilots and motioned for them to follow.

Pang Zilong, who was not far away from Tang Dao, had a fighting spirit in his eyes and took off the rifle hanging on his shoulder and held it in his hand.

It has always been the tradition of the Si Xing Tuan to do whatever you don't accept. As long as the regimental commander has spoken, it doesn't matter what Japanese, American, or Japanese guy he is, that's it.

"Commander Tang, please don't be impulsive. Shangfeng said that we would rather not have these 6 planes than we can offend these Americans. The superiors are still counting on the Americans to give us military assistance." The man sent by the Air Force Command The major liaison officer was almost frightened by Tang Dao's move.

Tang Tuanzuo's decisiveness in killing is not an exaggeration. The photo of him killing several Japanese soldiers with a rifle in front of the Sihang Warehouse is still on the desk of this Air Force Major. This time, he is also serving as the Air Force Liaison Officer. The Air Force major applied voluntarily because he wanted to see his idol.

Who would have thought that idols are still the same idols? If they are dissatisfied, they will do it, and good guys, their guns will be drawn out.

It's just that Americans really can't do it! Before leaving, the commander of the Air Force gave numerous instructions that everything should be based on the will of the Americans. They would rather not have these 6 fighters than offend the Americans. The headquarters even approved a special fund of 1,000 US dollars for this purpose, and Major Soros accepted it, so he never thought of causing trouble with a group of pilots.

"Don't worry, I just want to talk to them about American democracy and our Eastern humanities. It's not scary to have ideological conflicts. We Easterners have always achieved a balance acceptable to both parties through negotiation and compromise when it comes to different opinions." Tang Dao replied calmly.

“What I hate the most is using force to solve all problems. That is really reckless.”

“What Commander Tang said is true! Let's talk carefully and they will give in.” The Air Force Major nodded quickly.

Shen Chonghai: Mr. Tang is slightly different from two years ago. Is this the legendary maturity?

Zhang Dafei: He is indeed a heroic leader. His ability to handle crises is top-notch, especially his general demeanor, which is really heartwarming!

Others: We can only go and take a look first, but Americans are so arrogant, I guess it's difficult!

Ming Xin and Pang Zilong: How can the regimental commander describe his fists in such a fresh and refined manner? I can guarantee that the commander who is in a bad mood and angry will definitely beat the disobedient foreign devils to the ground.

The group went straight to the heavily guarded hangar!

Six American pilots, wearing pilot uniforms, stood upright in front of the hangar, watching coldly as Tang Dao and his group approached.

"Tell them that their previous reasons are not valid. First of all, we have purchased these 6 Wildcat fighter jets at several times higher than the market price. How to use them is our country's business. In addition, they are now wearing military uniforms, they are soldiers, and they should be soldiers. It is your duty to obey orders.

I am Colonel Tang Dao, who is responsible for receiving fighter planes from China. If you have any questions, you can talk to me directly. "Tang Dao said to the interpreter accompanying the team.

After listening to what the translator said, a burly air force lieutenant with brown hair and deep eyebrows walked out of the queue and stood two meters away from Tang Dao. He spoke in English with a disdainful look on his face.

"Commander Tang, this lieutenant named Robert Scott asked me to tell you, does China have no air force? It actually sent an army colonel to receive the fighter planes. Of course, they can accept the military orders from their superiors to deliver the fighter planes, but The premise is that the Chinese have the ability to fly fighter planes into the blue sky, otherwise, they have the right to refuse to hand over the crystallization of human technology to a group of people." The weak translation, but when it came to the last word, there was sweat on the forehead, as long as If you are not a fool, you know that is definitely not a good word.

"Haha! Isn't it just the word idiot! It's not that difficult to say." Tang Dao smiled slightly.

Turning to look at the American Air Force lieutenant who was several centimeters taller than him, Tang Dao no longer needed a translator and said in proficient English: "There is a general in Europe who is just an average person, but he has a saying. I have always believed that, he said: Fools love to talk about wisdom, hypocrites love to talk about virtue! Lieutenant Scott, if your mind is not full of muscles, I don't want to hear similar words again. I'm afraid I might accidentally put your head in the toilet."

A group of American pilots looked at this extremely powerful Chinese Army colonel with their mouths open.

It wasn't that the Army Colonel spoke fluent English, but that the Army Colonel, who was as tall as them, was really too strong, and he looked like he was going to fight when he came up.

What these American pilots don't know is that this is Lieutenant Robert Scott, who joined the Flying Tigers and became an ace pilot over Myanmar. If it had been someone else, I'm afraid his head would have been stuffed into the toilet instead of just giving a verbal warning. .

The so-called strong colonel in their eyes was already extremely restrained even when he was in an extremely bad mood.

“I protest, is this how you Chinese treat your friends who come to help you?” Lieutenant Scott was stunned for a few seconds before reacting and roaring at the Chinese Major Liaison Officer with a red face.

Unfortunately, he spoke in English, and the Chinese Air Force Major had no idea what he was talking about, nor what Tang Tuanzuo had just said.

But he also knew from the excited expression of the American Air Force Lieutenant that what Tang Tuanzuo just said was probably not a good thing. He just wanted to persuade Tang Dao not to forget his original intention. Didn't he agree to negotiate and compromise?

However, Tang Dao waved his hand slightly, and a pressure blocked all his unspoken words.

"What? I just gave you a little warning, but Lieutenant Scott couldn't stand it anymore. Then why didn't you consider other people's feelings when you scolded the idiot just now? There is an old saying in China: He who insults others will always be insulted. Yes! Maybe, I can help you catch up on this lesson you didn't learn at West Point Military Academy!" Tang Dao looked at the American Air Force Lieutenant with a mocking look on his face.

"I can apologize for what I just said, but I'm sorry, my instructor told me that weak people are not qualified." Lieutenant Scott, who was speechless for a long time by Tang Dao, snorted coldly. road.

“The so-called strength is not determined by words, but by this!” Tang Dao stretched out his fist. "Many Japanese people have said this word to me like this, but now they have all gone to see their Amaterasu, and I sent him away."

"Oh! God! Before I came to China, they all said how mysterious this ancient Eastern country is, but I haven't discovered the mystery yet, but I have discovered a secret." Lieutenant Scott was angered by Tang Dao's extremely arrogant appearance. He smiled and shrugged at Tang Dao. "It turns out that you Chinese have all grown up by bragging."

Several American pilots burst into laughter!

"Haha! You'll know if you're bragging or not." Tang Dao also laughed, and then his voice turned cold.

"I'm the Army and you're the Air Force. I won't bully you either. On the ground, just me and the six of you can come together. If you feel it's not enough, call all the members of your air force. I'll wait for you here. Let's You guys should see what Chinese Kung Fu is.

If you don't dare, get out of here. We paid for these 6 Wildcat fighter jets to your military department. We are guarding other people's property in other people's homes. What is this called? This is called banditry! For the sake of you coming all the way, I only give you this chance. "

Among the Chinese pilots, Zhang Dafei, who had been trained in the United States for more than a year, still knew some English. He was completely stunned when he saw Tang Dao raising the challenge with great arrogance and scolding several arrogant American pilots like he was training his grandson.

Not only does Tang Dao's current behavior have nothing to do with what he said before about negotiating and compromising to find a balance, it is also because of Tang Dao's current temperament. He knew the pride engraved in the bones of American pilots. Life and dignity were the two most important things for them. Tang Dao had completely stepped on one of the bottom lines.

"Damn it! We just don't want our precious technology to be left in a foreign country by those shameless executives, so we want to set up an assessment. But since you said so, I will fulfill your wish first." The American Air Force Lieutenant was Tang Dao, who was even more arrogant than him, was angered.

"I don't need the help of my friends, I am enough. But I still want to declare that even if you defeat me, I will not give way. Unless someone can fly the Wildcat carrier-based aircraft into the sky within half an hour, but Sorry, we don't provide flight manuals!”

"Okay! I promise you, if the fighter planes can't even fly into the sky, what's the point of having the fighter planes? Where can we put them?" Tang Dao nodded. Seeing Tang Dao's agreement, the American pilots headed by Lieutenant Scott changed into a horizontal formation and left the hangar entrance, leading Tang Dao and his party towards the hangar.

"Sir, Americans are all tall and strong, and they especially like boxing. The rules of that thing are troublesome. I learned it in the United States. How about I join?" Zhang Dafei approached Tang Dao worriedly and whispered. road.

"Yes! Da Fei can do it. Even though he is not tall, his steps are very nimble. His training is at the top of the flying brigade." An air force captain who was about the same age as Tang Dao also advised in a low voice.

The air force liaison officer on the side looked even more miserable. For him, the Tang Dao was broken by the Americans. He was in no way good. If word spread, it would also disgrace the Chinese soldiers, but the Americans were broken. He is even more unlucky.

Had I known that this job was so difficult, I wouldn't have given him any money!

“He is tall and has a ball. If he is not boxing, the regimental commander can kill him instantly with one punch and two kicks.” Pang Zilong twisted his mouth.

　　　It is enough that Tang Tuanzuo is confident and domineering, but his subordinates are like little bulls crying like heifers - they are so awesome.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of caution!" Tang Dao didn't explain much and strode into the spacious hangar.

Hangars are built inside the mountains and are at least the size of two basketball courts. There are about three Wildcats parked inside, so there is still a lot of space.

“Mr. Colonel, since you can speak English, this should be familiar to you!” Lieutenant Scott took out a fist glove from his backpack and shook it at Tang Dao.

"It's up to you to do whatever you want, I can do whatever you want, but don't try to protest again when you're beaten to tears." Tang Dao smiled faintly.

"This is a private contest. I won. Mr. Colonel, please take back what you said earlier. If I lost, then I will apologize for my previous words. But I have to remind you that I am a fighter from the 1st Pacific Fleet. Champion." Scott's tone at this time was much more polite than before, and the Westerner's frankness and seriousness were undoubtedly revealed.

Although they have not yet recognized Tang Dao's strength, the temperament displayed by Tang Dao has quietly changed the perception of these arrogant American pilots towards him.

In Western people's perception, a person with a smiling face may not be weak, but he will certainly not be strong enough!

“Okay!” Tang Dao nodded.

Taking the gloves thrown by the air force lieutenant, Tang Dao took off his upper body military uniform, wearing only a white shirt and put on the gloves, and then did a few quick sliding tests.

Tang Dao has practiced boxing before. He wanted to get familiar with it again to avoid accidentally moving his legs. It would be really bad if a guy kicked the future ace pilot of the Flying Tigers into a fool. .

Several American pilots were dumbfounded.

Just from Tang Dao's few fast and shadowy steps, they knew that the Chinese colonel in front of them was definitely a boxing master.

Perhaps only Lieutenant Scott, who took off his upper body pilot suit to reveal his strong upper body muscles and a thick patch of chest hair, was not afraid.

What's the use of being fast? Before he became a pilot, he was a professional boxer. He could punch up to 300 kilograms and could knock out even a bull.

"I didn't expect Mr. Colonel to be so proficient in boxing. Then I will defeat you even more. But I want to remind you that this is not a boxing ring and there is no timeout. If you are not strong enough, you can admit defeat to avoid being hit by my uppercut. Then But it's very painful, and you may not be able to save your tooth!” Lieutenant Scott walked up to Tang Dao and said seriously.

"For the sake of your honesty, Lieutenant, I can also tell you that my fists are faster than my feet!" Tang Dao smiled slightly and raised his fist at Lieutenant Scott.

The two fists touched each other lightly, and then each took a few steps back.

Lieutenant Scott protected his face with two fists, bowed slightly and protected his ribs with his elbows, and slowly approached Tang Dao.

Tang Dao is different. His arms hang naturally and swing gently as his feet slide back and forth. From a posture point of view, he is far more relaxed than his opponent.

But even an Air Force major who doesn't know how to fight knows that without using his legs, an American Air Force lieutenant can definitely punch much faster than a Tang Dao.

Sure enough, Lieutenant Scott punched first.

Westerners have longer arm spans than Easterners. Originally, Lieutenant Scott was a few centimeters taller than Tang Dao, so the length of his arms was naturally much longer than that of Tang Dao.

As the saying goes, an inch longer makes an inch stronger. Lieutenant Scott wanted to use the length of his arms to test first with a jab.

Once he tests the Tang Dao's movement speed and the upper arm strength transmitted from the gloves, he can formulate a new tactic, whether it is a war of attrition or a violent attack to directly KO the opponent.

This is definitely a tactic that mature boxers will use, not amateurs who only rely on physical fitness.

Also, regardless of the direct jab, its punching force reaches more than 100 kilograms. An ordinary person would be so dizzy after one hit that he could almost lie on the ground.

Five punches in a row were all avoided by Tang Dao. The whole person moved back nearly three meters. Seeing that he was no more than one or two meters away from the wall, he would hit the wall if he retreated further.

Several Chinese pilots' hearts were in their throats.

Lieutenant Scott obviously saw this situation. He stepped forward twice in a row and still punched straight. He was waiting for Tang Dao to block the punch.

Because if you don't block, you will have to retreat. If you retreat further, you will lose all the space, and you will have to be beaten passively.

Sure enough, Tang Dao raised his right hand and blocked the straight punch with his right hand.

It was over, and the corners of Lieutenant Scott's mouth curved slightly.

Except for his opponents, few people know that he is actually a left-hander, and his left hand punch is 20% more powerful than his right hand.

　　A side hook went straight to Tang Dao's unprotected jaw.

If nothing goes wrong, this Chinese Army colonel, who is already a master of sliding, will fly at least six teeth and faint for at least 2 hours!

This is the answer calculated in the mind of Lieutenant Scott who has not yet used his full strength.

But the surprise came.

Chapter end

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