Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 5: Takeoff-on the road of no return
The curator began to cry in tears. "I went to several rail transport companies ahead of me, wanting to entrust them to transport our baby to Dunkirk. But a few of them offered me jaw-dropping prices. You know, we spent the last few months There is too much money, and the company’s finances are already in deficit. Some time ago, I made some performances, but I have invested all of this money in the repair and test flight of the aircraft. You need to know that it is just the repair of the simple runway. I am about to go bankrupt. And those transporters, those vampires, their cheapest price is 80,000 euros! I really can't get the money now, so... I am coming back. I had an idea on the road, but... I don’t know how to tell you."
"Just say what you want, do you have any plans in the current situation? What can I do for you?" Xu Jun is already tired of the curator's cornering.
"That...I just said it. Dear Xu, due to the shortage of funds in the museum, it is temporarily unable to pay for the transportation of the plane. So, I have an idea, since we can't take that The plane was transported by train, so we simply used this plane to fly over.” After finishing speaking, the curator showed expectation of Xu Jun.
"What!!!" Xu Jun was shocked by the curator's crazy plan.
"Aren't you kidding me."
"Of course not" the answer is no.
"Are you crazy? Carl!"
Xu Jun finally took his breath. "Why do you have such crazy thoughts. You have to know how fragile the structure of that plane is now. Flying to Dunkirk is simply an impossible task. Let’s not talk about the trouble that the antique will encounter in the long-distance flight. I think she can even fly that far now. Although the theoretical endurance of the ME109E is 700 kilometers, it is enough to fly from here to Dunkirk. , But now the endurance of the ME109E in our hands has not reached that far. In order to allow her aging wings to withstand the pressure of flight, we removed her 400-liter fuselage main fuel tank and replaced it. The 250-liter fuel tank was reduced and the fuselage wing connection structure reinforcement was installed in the original space. Even with the current fuel capacity, even with the auxiliary fuel tank, it can barely fly to Lille, France. And I can’t guarantee that one. The engine made 70 years ago can still run continuously and safely for such a long time. You’ve known these things for a long time, but now you want me to fly such a plane across half of Europe. Are you trying to murder me? "Xu Jun felt that his emotions were starting to get out of control.
"Xu! Don't worry, listen to my careful analysis with you." The curator stepped back to the desk, feeling that he was not in danger of being beaten for the time being, and said: "I am coming back. I have already thought about it on the road. Our ME109 may not be able to fly directly to Dunkirk, but we can stop and rest on the way. I have already contacted several airports along the way, and they are very willing to contribute to this expedition. Provide guarantee service. We can fly to Strasbourg first, then fly to Paris, and finally fly to Dunkirk. And you see, long-distance flights with famous antique airplanes like this are famous. From all over the world, you can think about it, if you succeed, your flight will make a sensation across Europe. What a great honor it will bring to yourself, your family, your nation, and your motherland. No matter what you leave at that time Wherever you go, people will treat you as a hero. Hahahaha, when you become famous, all beautiful women and money will pounce on you. Hahaha, you will definitely thank me then." The curator couldn't help but start to be happy again. Get up, it seems that the success of this flight is a sure thing.
"Oh, I will become a hero and add honor to my family's motherland. Will it really be what you said?" Xu Jun's tone began to soften, and he began to consider if this plan could really succeed. It's really a good thing for Guangzong and Yaozu. Moreover, after so many years of the war, it is interesting to think about flying the ME109, which was famous in World War II, over France. After returning to China, there is one more "great cause" to brag to friends. If you are really famous, it may also help your career development in the future. But he still raised his concerns calmly.
"But... But if the plan fails, everything you said will be in vain, and my life may be in danger. I don't want to die for honor at such a young age."
"Dear Xu, I may not have confidence in others, but I have full confidence in you and me. I believe you will be able to complete this flight. For me, for your honor. To prove that you are on this plane. The repair of the aircraft is perfect. You must complete the flight. The repair of the aircraft is your own hands. Have you lost confidence in your own abilities? You know the aircraft so well. If there is any problem, it will be difficult to get you. Child, I believe you will accomplish this feat. The Randolph Museum will go down in history because of your name. Your parents will be proud of you, and your motherland will be proud of you." The curator saw that there was a door, and started to stir while the iron was hot.
"Well, in that case, I will give it a try..."
"Start!"
Xu Jun watched as the mechanic stood on the wing and turned the start handle desperately. After a burst of crackling sound, following a burst of blue smoke and flames from the exhaust pipe, the engine started and the propeller started to slowly Turn it up. As the engine speed increased, the propeller turned faster and faster, and dust began to rise behind the tail of the aircraft. The mechanic standing next to the plane pressed the work cap with one hand, and started to draw a circle in the air desperately with one hand. Xu Jun nodded to the mechanic and started to retract and release the throttle back and forth to perform the final engine operation before takeoff. Detection. Then adjust the engine speed to 1700 to transfer the engine to warm up. Then Xu Jun began to pull the joystick back and forth, and pedaled the rudder pedals back and forth to check the reaction of the control surfaces. After getting the exact and satisfactory results, Xu Jun felt a little relieved. Then Xu Jun began to check the readings and operating conditions of various meters, opened the auxiliary circuit switch, lowered the flaps, and checked the oxygen cylinder switch and safety belt.
As soon as I turned on the radio, the curator’s call came from the headset, "Xu, Xu, can you hear me?"
"Received, I heard you very clearly, Carl." Xu Jun sat in the cabin and looked outside, only to see the curator standing on the edge of the runway waving to himself with a walkie-talkie.
"I saw you." Xu Jun also waved to the curator. "I also saw the scene I least want to see now." Xu Jun smiled bitterly while thinking.
Tens of thousands of onlookers stood behind the curator. They waved various banners and screamed and shouted frantically. Hundreds of local policemen stood in front of the crowd to maintain order, sweating profusely. Countless flashing lights flickered one after another, and cameras from various TV stations were shooting back and forth between the crowd and the lonely small plane on the runway.
"Now it’s really difficult to ride a tiger. The family knows about it, and they call encouragement. Even if I don’t want to fly now, I can’t do it. How could it be like this... "Xu Jun felt very depressed.
It turned out that after Xu Jun agreed to his crazy plan, the curator immediately began to contact the French Veterans Association, hoping that they would get permission from the French government to allow this flight over the border. Unexpectedly, the French agreed without saying anything. Obviously they were also very interested in this flight. As a result, the French media immediately hyped up the incident after learning about it, and finally attracted the attention of the media all over the world in a couple of clicks, which led to the current situation. There were 10,000 spectators from all over the world to watch the takeoff. Even the mayor of Frankfurt led a group of officials and representatives of the local garrison to attend the ceremony. In fact, to be honest, this flight was not a major event in the aviation industry. But because this time it was driven by a young pilot from the mysterious east, the last of Europe’s last flying original antique fighter jets left over from World War II, flying over half of Europe, making Messerschmitt again from 70 years later. Germany flew to Dunkirk. These special factors, coupled with the French people who always like romance, make the ordinary stage flight in the hearts of ordinary people become as great as Lindenberg's flight over the Atlantic.
"Xu, I am not wrong, now the whole Europe is watching you, and the whole world is watching you. You must succeed. You will become a hero!" The curator trembled with excitement.
"Carl, have you really contacted the radio navigation system? Are the relay airports ready?" Xu Jun was a little nervous, feeling more and more afraid of the flight, always feeling that something was wrong Good hunch~IndoMTL.com~Of course, no problem, everything is under control. "The curator looks very confident.
"Well, I'm ready, I can take off at any time." After saying that, Xu Jun raised his thumb to the mechanic standing by the plane, indicating that he was ready. The mechanic nodded and drilled under the wing to remove the wheel block, and then gave Xu Junshu a thumbs up, indicating that the ground was okay.
"Take off, dear Xu, God is with you." The curator finally gave the order to take off.
"Understood, take off right away, but Carl, I have one last question. I hope you can answer me truthfully. Do you really have no money to transport this plane by train?"
"This? Haha, my dear boy, now I can explain it... It's very troublesome, but I will answer your question after you land in Dunkirk. I'll be there waiting for you Oh." The old guy said to him around.
At this time, Xu Jun finally understood that this matter was completely calculated by the old fox from beginning to end. But now it's hard to ride a tiger by himself, so I have to take it hard.
He roared: "Carl... you old fox, you lied to me! I'll be with you when I get down!" Then he gritted his teeth and pushed the accelerator hard, the engine immediately began to roar, and then violently When the brakes were released, the plane began to glide toward the other end of the runway like a cannonball, then lifted its head lightly and rushed towards the blue sky.
A poor innocent and passionate young man was finally pushed by an old fox on a dangerous and brilliant journey he could never imagine.