Rebirth of the National Marshal

Gao Zhihang, formerly known as Gao Mingjiu and styled Ziheng, was a native of Northeast China and a hero of the Republic of China Air Force during the Anti-Japanese War. He joined the army in 1920 and was admitted to the Northeast Army Officer Training Class. He later went to France to study aircraft driving for two years and returned to China with excellent results. He served as a major (Army rank) pilot of the Northeast Aviation Department, a lieutenant squadron leader of the Air Force, the commander of the Chinese Air Force fighter unit and the lieutenant colonel leader of the th Squadron, and one of the four great kings of the Republic of China Air Force.

"Okay, I guess if you guys can't see the BF109 from here, you'll probably take the bus back right away, and that'll make it hard for us, Captain Xie, to live our lives." More than a dozen pilots came over. Mao Yuanshan knew that pilots were stubborn and would not stay in this remote place unless they saw the plane.

Then Mao Yuanshan waved his hand and several jeeps drove over. Some pilots were particularly interested in this jeep.

As long as you are interested in everything here, there is a way to keep you here. These dozen pilots are the only pilots Mao Yuanshan has now. Whether they can take off and attack the Japanese devils depends on their attitude this afternoon.

The only advantage of aircraft of this era is that the site requirements are not so strict. Any flat place can be used as an airport.

There are many places like this around the capital.

After driving for about half an hour, they arrived at a simple airport. Mao Yuanshan had already hired migrant workers from the surrounding area to remove some of the protruding areas here.

"Aren't we just here to take a look at this simple airport, as a bargaining chip to bring us here?" A pilot in the car behind said with some disdain. It can be said that there are many such simple airports all over the country, but there are only a few with planes.

The car did not stay for too long at this simple airport, but continued to drive forward and stopped at the foot of a hill in front.

It was at this time that everyone discovered that the hillside seemed to have been dug up by someone.

"This is our aircraft hangar. There is really no other way but to do it like this. The camouflage is pretty good, right?" This is a small, relatively soft earth slope. After digging underneath, some wood was put up inside. Because nothing on top was moved, the Japanese aircraft did not find it during reconnaissance. The Japanese did find a simple airport not far away. The most important thing in an airport is the airplane. Without the airplane, the airport would have no value in bombing.

"Everyone, come in and take a look!" Mao Yuanshan and Xie Tianhua walked in first, and then Gao Zhihang and his students also walked in. It was really a different world. Although it was a little dark, they could still tell from the shape covered by the huge canvas that it was an airplane, and a monoplane at that.

Although the Central Air Force also had several hundred aircraft, they were all outdated aircraft from the First World War.

Even if it is something like that, the central government treats it as a treasure. There is no other way. We in China cannot manufacture a single airplane. Every airplane is bought from foreign countries, and there are no spare parts when it breaks down.

"It's Bf109, it's really Bf109. Who are you, Brigade Commander, to be able to get something like this?" Xie Tianhua first opened the canvas on an airplane, revealing Germany's most elite fighter, Bf109.

"I'm not dreaming, it seems that the Germans don't have a large number of these aircraft."

"This type of aircraft has already been used on the battlefield in Spain and seems to have defeated aircraft from other countries."

"I never thought I'd see these things again."

All the pilots were no longer stingy with their praises; to them, the BF109 was their dream plane, the object of their lifelong pursuit.

"Mr. Gao, here are 15 BF109 fighter planes, all of which were directly brought from Germany. They are brand new and have never flown in the sky. I am planning to form a fighter squadron. I wonder if Mr. Gao is interested in becoming the squadron leader of this air force." Mao Yuanshan walked to Gao Zhihang, who had not yet recovered from his shock.

"It's my honor!" Gao Zhihang saluted, then turned around and shouted loudly to assemble all the pilots and ground crew members and asked them to stand in line.

"Report to the commander, the Beijing Security Brigade Aviation Squadron has assembled. There should be 17 people, but only 15 have actually arrived." When Captain Gao was reporting, Mao Yuanshan thought of the two remaining pilots. By the way, Xie Tianhua just said that the two guys went to Guangzhou and are on the way.

The first aviation team of the security brigade has been formed.

"Captain Gao, how long do you think it will take for your trainees to master this aircraft?" Mao Yuanshan asked during the meal, unable to suppress his anxiety. He also knew that it takes time for pilots to become familiar with an aircraft, but now the Japanese devils have reached their doorstep and there is not much time. The Japanese bombing has caused too much damage to the Security Brigade.

"Sir, to be honest, we all know how to fly this kind of plane, because the theoretical differences are not much different. But if you want to fly this kind of plane very well, it will take a certain amount of time. Even the shortest time will take at least three months. I know the war situation is very tense now, but except for me and Deputy Captain Zhiming, anyone else flying into the blue sky is simply delivering food to the Japanese." Captain Gao thought for a while and said.

"Sir, don't blame our captain. He is mainly thinking about us." Deputy Captain Zhiming on the side was afraid that Mao Yuanshan would be angry, because most officers are directly concerned about combat effectiveness and do not have so much time to train you.

"I understand. I just want to find out. Let's have a meal together." Mao Yuanshan is certainly not the kind of official who only cares about combat effectiveness and ignores the actual situation. That kind of person will give blind commands and will eventually lead to the failure of the entire battle. If these people are flown up now, it will be just like what Captain Gao said, that is, delivering food to the Japanese devils.

During the meal, Mao Yuanshan told Captain Gao and the others about the situation here, and then he had only one request for them: the Air Force would not have any combat missions within three months, and if they wanted anything, they could go to the Logistics Department to get it. Everything would be supplied to the Air Force first, and the Air Force must be combat-ready after three months.

At this time, Mao Yuanshan heard another piece of news that a large amount of oil purchased by the central government from the Soviet Union would pass through Commander Yan.

Airplanes are definitely big fuel guzzlers. They waste a lot more fuel than cars.

Originally, Mao Yuanshan purchased oil from some foreign companies in Beijing. Those companies were not enough to even buy cars, let alone airplanes. Now there were more than a dozen planes, and in order to feed them, he had to start planning at the national level.

With my status, not to mention the international community, even in North China, few people respect me. I still have to get approval from the central government.

In later generations, we always say that our country is vast and rich in resources. Our territory is indeed not small, but the resources are not so abundant, especially oil, which still needs to be imported in large quantities from foreign countries.

In this day and age, oil is even less available, and there are only a few places in the world where oil can be drilled.

Mao Yuanshan knew that there were several places in China where there might be oil, but his current strength was too weak. If he could get the oil, it would change the course of history so much that the Japanese devils would definitely try their best to occupy that place.

If the Japanese devils solved the oil problem, whether they would go south is another matter. Maybe they would join the Allies. Then China would be in trouble because those foreign devils would definitely accept the Japanese.

Mao Yuanshan estimated that no matter how he saved, he would have to deliver at least ten tons of oil to him every day. If that number was not enough, his mechanized equipment would most likely be unable to operate.

This is also thanks to the fact that airplanes nowadays do not need to refuel several tons or even dozens of tons of fuel at any time like in later times.

But even if it's ten tons a day, that would be 300 tons a month. In later generations, the reserves of oil companies in ordinary counties were much richer than this. But now, even if you search all over China, there are not many people who can provide you with 300 tons of oil a month.

Moreover, according to the report from the logistics department, ten tons per day is the minimum usage. If all mechanized equipment is to be put into operation, at least 15 to 20 tons will be required per day.

There was no other way. Mao Yuanshan could only search all the places around where there was gasoline. For the time being, he could guarantee a supply of ten tons per day. If the supply was higher, there would be no other way.

The price has already been raised a lot. You have to pay 30% more than others before they will deliver oil to the battlefield for you.

Mao Yuanshan should not get a share of the batch of oil supported by the Soviet Union. After Hu Liangen told Mao Shan what happened, he knew not to go for it, because all of them were for the Fifth Army, which was the most loyal of President Chiang's loyal troops.

It is also the only unit in China that currently has tanks. Although most of them are tanks from the First World War, they may be better than the Japanese light tanks.

To be honest, the Fifth Army did not have any notable achievements during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, but it was quite active during the civil war.

Anyway, there is no hope for this matter. No matter whether the Fifth Army has made any contribution or not, this is a fuel purchase specially made by the government for them. We are not yet at the same level as the Fifth Army, so we can only solve the fuel problem ourselves.

Watch, 10 merit points unlock the coal-to-oil technology, three tons of coal can be exchanged for one ton of gasoline or diesel. The daily exchange limit is equal to the commander level.

Damn, this system’s help is too humane.

Originally, Mao Yuanshan had millions of merit points, but the recent military expansion had almost used up more than 60 of them, leaving more than 30.

There is plenty of coal, and converting three tons of coal into one ton of oil is very profitable. It seems that the Germans rely on this technology to meet their oil needs.

Now Mao Yuanshan is only a battalion commander, and the daily exchange limit is 30 tons.

This is basically good. You know, ten tons per day can support my minimum usage, 20 tons can keep all mechanized equipment running, and 30 tons has exceeded my expectations. I can only say long live the system.