Chapter 327 Arrival

The U.S. aircraft carrier fleet can already cross the Pacific Ocean without any obstruction. The only remaining navy can only shrink at home, and it will also face the pressure of the U.S. military's powerful navy and air force. Even under such circumstances, this small aircraft carrier fleet is still constantly scouting submarines and warships in front of it. As it approached the Yellow Sea of China, the plane took off again with the brothers of the assault company. This time, their destination is Yantai, China.

When the plane was still in the air, Parks was already full of thoughts. I thought about coming back to have a look, at least before liberation. I thought that in the years after liberation, the opposition between China and the United States, it was impossible for him to come back. Now this idea has been realized before the war is over, but there are a lot of emotions in my heart. What will China look like at this time?

"Are you nervous? "Sale!" Captain Wales sat next to Parks. He looked at Parks's nervous face and couldn't help smiling, "I've never seen your expression like this. What's wrong? Will coming to China make you feel like this?

"No, no, Harry. I just never thought that I would come to China in such a way. You know, I have a special feeling about China. I learned a lot of magical Chinese things, and when I was training, I taught them to my brothers and strengthened their physique. I'm full of curiosity about this country. Parks calmed down and smiled at Captain Wales. But he didn't tell Wales that for a soul wandering abroad, his timidity was his real idea now.

The plane gradually entered China's airspace, and from the plane, you can see the sea below and nearby buildings. The plane has begun to descend through the radar guidance of Liuting Airport. And the field of view outside the cabin turned out to be clearer. Chinese-style buildings, low shantytowns, and pedestrians in Yantai City are already clear. But the plane could only pass over it and then fly into Liuting Airport.

The plane circled around the airport and then began to land. When the plane stopped slowly and the cabin door was opened, Parks walked out of the spiral ladder and saw that the whole airport had been under martial law. The [***] team of the first team is arranged around the airport, with three steps, one sentry, five steps and one guard, which can be said to be heavily guarded.

Several people in Kuomintang military uniforms, who looked a little rough, stood near the airport. Behind them were a platoon of people with rifles on guard. When Parks walked down, the man in the middle accelerated his pace and rushed here.

"You must be Major Parks! Welcome to your arrival!" The Kuomintang soldier, who couldn't see the rank of the army, came over and stretched out his hand and held it with Parks. This is Chinese, authentic Chinese. Although it sounds a little difficult with a little Hunan Liuyang accent, it definitely sounds kind. And the one behind was wearing a gray military uniform and a military hat. The girl with short hair quickly translated this sentence into English.

Parks smiled at the girl and said, "In fact, you don't need to translate. I can understand Chinese!" His sentence was said in a standard Yanjingjing dialect, which did not sound as difficult and smooth as the so-called Chinese-tong foreigners.

"Who are you?" Parks continued to doubt the soldier who shook his hand in Chinese. Obviously, now it seems that this middle-aged man is not what he imagined. If he guesses correctly, the other party must be the representative of the Eighth Route Army. And General Wesman did not explain to himself which army the [***] team would be. For him, the [***] team should include the [***] and the Communist Army.

"Haha, it's hard to meet an American who speaks Chinese so well." The middle-aged man laughed cheerfully, and then said sincerely to Major Parks, "We are the Jizhong Military Region of the Eighth Route Army of the Chinese Revolutionary Army. I am Li Zmin, the political commissar of the Military Region. Our commander, General Yang Cwu, sent me to welcome you."

At this time, Captain Wales also came to Parks' side and looked at each other curiously. It's just that he didn't expect that Parks could speak fluent Chinese.

"General Yang Cwu?" Parks was shocked. The deeds of this general are well known to many ordinary people in China. The old Red Army soldiers forcibly crossed the Wujiang River, captured the Luding Bridge, the Battle of Qingfengdian, the Battle of Shijiazhuang, the Battle of Shijiazhuang, the attack on Taiyuan, the rebellion in Tibet, participated in the Korean War, etc. What Parks did not expect was that the Eighth Route Army occupied Liuting Airport. The army, and he is also a well-known meritorious general.

"General Li, I'm very happy to cooperate with you!" Parks was slightly puzzled, "But why isn't it the army of the Kuomintang?" This is also what he wants to figure out. You should know that the airport is a military place. If there is no prevention and control of artillery, no long-range radar, and no heavy guard, then the airport is a very dangerous place. But now it seems that at least in Parks's memory, the current Eighth Route Army is far from so strong, let alone the prevention and control of artillery fire and radar. Yes.

Obviously, General Li didn't expect Parks to say what he thought so directly. He was stunned, and then laughed and said, "I didn't expect it, did I? The Kuomintang army did not have the courage to attack here, so the task fell on us. We are also Chinese troops. There is no difference, and we are the best at fighting devils, better than them!"

Parks smiled. He knew what General Li meant. He nodded and said, "Yes, I know. But General Li, I said bluntly that if the airport is not guarded by a large number of soldiers, without anti-aircraft radars and anti-aircraft weapons, I think it will be very difficult for us to carry out our tasks in the future! Because such an airport can't be defended, and it will be blown up at any time!"

"Don't worry about this! We will solve it. Now let's go and see the camp arranged by our Eighth Route Army for you. With that, General Li waved his hand and walked to the front. He really didn't want to be entangled on this issue. Because the domestic fights and transactions can't be made clear to the major of the U.S. military. At least he thinks so.

Parks couldn't help smiling, and then signaled to Wales, "Gather the brothers, and we will follow General Lee to the camp."

Wales nodded, then looked at Parks strangely, shook his head and smiled, "Rees, I don't know how much surprise you want to give me. I didn't expect you to speak Chinese. It's still so smooth. There is no obstacle for that soldier to communicate with you. By the way, Les, what is his rank? Why don't they have military ranks on their uniforms? God, what kind of army is this? Is the [***] team all like this?

Parks couldn't help laughing bitterly, "I can't tell you, Harry. Bring your brothers here!" With that, he looked at General Li walking in front of him, but found that the female translator who followed General Li turned around and stared at him, with a look of dissatisfaction in her eyes. Obviously, she also heard what Wales said just now.

"Malak, I didn't expect that we would come to China again!" Kabo walked in the line and said to Maranqi beside him, "Are we going to help the Chinese fight me? Why don't we just go to the Pacific Ocean with the Marines?

"Why do you have to be with the Marines?" Malachi looked at him, then shook his head and smiled, "I don't want to be with the guys of the Marine Corps. Each of them is pretentious. Dirty and boring. It's boring. That's my opinion. Here, we will be liberators. We should be respected by them and know that we are here to help them.

"I hope so, too. Of course, it's better to have rum or whisky here. The beer is also good!" Carbo nodded and then muttered.

"Don't count on this. Didn't you hear what the boss said? It's impossible. We don't have rum, whisky, or even beer. Chinese people like to drink a kind of wine they brewed, which is as transparent as water**. I haven't seen it. Maybe the boss has drunk it. I hope it tastes good!" Malachi sneered at Capo's words.

But anyway, when they saw the barracks, they still felt quite satisfied. A row of neat barracks made of stone bricks were painted in uniform white. And there is also a square pattern on the white wall. Yes, in the eyes of the U.S. military, those are square patterns. But Parks knew that it was a Chinese character, which said: Long live the great Sino-US international friendship. A typical Chinese propaganda slogan.

General Li greeted Parks into a well-decorated barracks and smiled, "If you think it's okay, this can be used as your command post. The conditions are very simple, so you can do it. And--" He pointed to the girl beside him and said, "This is the translator of our headquarters, Second Lieutenant Wang Qiuying. She will live with our troops stationed at the airport, in the military camp not far away. If you have anything in your life, you can communicate with her, and we will try our best to satisfy you. I think the differences between Eastern and Western cultures and living habits will always be a little troublesome!"

Parks nodded and said, "Thank you very much, General Li." Then she glanced at the girl. There was no expression on her face, but her eyes left as soon as she touched Parks, as if she didn't want to communicate with him more.

After a few more words, General Li was about to leave. He went to the door of the barracks and suddenly stopped. He turned his head to Parks and said, "Major, your people will come this afternoon. They will tell you the specifics." With that, she nodded politely and left, and the girl went out with him.

"Well, I can't even get in the way!" Captain Wales watched General Lee and others go out. He shrugged his shoulders at Parks and said, "Okay, what did he say to you? We will have beer or whisky, right?

"Don't even think about it, Harry!" Parks shook his head and smiled, "Our people will come here in the afternoon and then explain the task to us. Harry, we should be ready to fight with him!"

"I knew it was like this!" Wales shrugged his shoulders and walked to the table, where there was a white porcelain kettle and a white porcelain cup. He held it in his hand, praised it, and poured a glass of water.

In the afternoon, a U.S. military-purpose jeep parked outside the company's barracks and came down from it, two officers, a major and a colonel. They walked straight to the company headquarters of Parks.

(to be continued)