The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Richmond, Virginia.

The train from the west rolled into the station with a large cloud of white steam.

Feng Yong stepped onto the platform carrying his suitcase, and 26 young people followed him. The appearance of so many Asian faces made Americans in the station look askance, and even prompted two railway police officers to come over for questioning.

"Stop!" the policeman raised his wooden baton.

Feng Yong took out a bunch of passports and said in fluent English: "See for yourself."

The two policemen opened the passport and looked at it carefully for a long time. They found that there was no problem, so they could only warn: "Be honest and don't make trouble here, otherwise I will arrest you yellow-skinned monkeys and shoot them!"

"Who do you think is the yellow-skinned monkey?"

"You must apologize!"

Two young men immediately yelled. It looked like they had bad tempers and were ready to rush up and fight with the police at any time.

"Shut up!"

Feng Yong scolded, took out a few US dollar bills with a smile, winked at the two policemen and said, "Mr. Police, we are employees of White's Private Flying Club, we are not bad people."

The two policemen immediately laughed when they saw the dollar bills. Life was difficult during the Great Depression, so it was natural for them to accept gray income.

Don't think that American public officials are very honest. Especially before World War II, many American police officers were half black and half white. Their arrogance and greed were far more outrageous than those in the Republic of China.

After the police left, a young man said angrily: "Principal, they insulted the Chinese, why do they still give them money?"

"Nonsense!"

Feng Yong lectured: "What did we come to the United States for? We want to learn skills and practice enemy-killing skills in order to fight the Japanese in the future! What does it mean to be verbally insulted? The Japanese are sitting on our heads and shit. To completely occupy the four northeastern provinces would be a real insult to the Chinese people. You and I are homeless now, and a small insult is nothing. Back then, Han Xin even drilled people's crotches! I listen carefully, don’t cause trouble when you come to the United States, and just stay in the club!"

"Yes, Principal!"

The 26 young people stood up straight and saluted Feng Yong in unison.

Feng Yong left the train station with the young people, rented two more trucks, and left Richmond toward the suburbs.

Road construction is actually in full swing in the suburbs. Hundreds of people gather together to knock on the road. Occasionally, you can see trucks transporting soil to fill the roadbed. A young man couldn't help but sigh: "I heard that the United States is experiencing an economic crisis, but construction has not stopped. This big road is so smooth."

Feng Yong gritted his teeth and said: "When we drive away little Japan, we in China will also build roads and build big roads into the countryside!"

No one, including Feng Yong, knew that the scene they saw at this time was precisely due to the U.S. economic crisis. Roosevelt engaged in infrastructure construction and provided work-for-work relief to the unemployed. This policy not only alleviated the unemployment problem in a short period of time, but also laid a solid foundation for the United States to dominate the world.

Even in the 21st century, many highways built during the Roosevelt era are still important transportation guarantees in the United States.

The truck drove around the countryside for about an hour before finally seeing a road sign that read: "White Private Flying Club, 1 mile ahead."

After a while, the truck stopped in front of the club.

Feng Yong jumped to the ground and immediately shouted: "Gather!"

The 26 young people were like well-trained soldiers, standing quickly in two rows, holding their heads high and waiting for the review.

Feng Yong ordered: "Pick up your luggage, step in step, let's go! One, one, two, one..."

A Ford car drove over, Zhou Hexuan stuck his head out of the car window, waved to Feng Yong and said: "Fifth brother, you are a little slow."

Feng Yong looked happy, opened the car door and jumped in: "I was planning to leave after the Spring Festival, but the procedures were too slow. More than 20 people came to the United States at once, and the American consul thought I was a multinational foreman."

"Hahaha," Zhou Hexuan laughed a few times. Looking at the young people walking in line, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "They are all good boys."

Feng Yong said sadly: "Feng Yong University has been merged into Northeastern University. These are all those who followed me to engage in anti-Japanese activities. Four of them just returned from guerrilla fighting in Northeast China last year. Those students who left the country to fight against Japan at that time are estimated to have survived. There are already less than 20.”

Zhou Hexuan pointed at the young people and said sadly: "Fifth brother, am I harming them? When the all-out war between China and Japan breaks out, each of them will fly a plane and fight the Japanese desperately, fearing that they will all become martyrs."

"Someone has to sacrifice." Feng Yong gritted his teeth.

"That's right," Zhou Hexuan smiled bitterly, "All I can do is to let them eat well and clothe themselves well in the United States, and prevent the heroes from bleeding and crying."

Feng Yong suddenly smiled heartily: "Stop talking about these useless things, please introduce the situation here."

Zhou Hexuan said sternly: "This private flying club was established in 1919, covering an area of ​​more than 3,200 acres, with complete facilities. There are 21 aircraft, 6 of which are antique trainers. They are in disrepair. I don't know if they can still fly." Get up. There are also 6 Iron Gooses (three-engine monoplanes), 4 matching American carrier aircraft, 2 retired P-12s (army-type Boeing biplane fighters). There are also 3 French-designed Spard 7s Fighters, these three aircraft participated in the European War (World War I) and were retired from the Lafitte Flying Squadron. All the weapons of the aircraft I mentioned above have been removed, and you will definitely not be able to conduct live-fire training."

"Enough, enough." Feng Yong was extremely satisfied with the situation of the flying club.

Zhou Hexuan shook his head and said: "These are antiques from 20 years ago. They are definitely not enough to fight the Japanese in air combat. The performance of current aircraft has been improved a lot."

Feng Yong asked: "Can I buy the latest fighter jets from the United States?"

"That thing is a controlled item, and you can't get it even if you have money," Zhou Hexuan said with a wry smile, "I'm already in contact, hoping to find a way to get a few of them, such as getting them modified for civilian use, but don't have high expectations. "

Feng Yong said: "I understand, it's hard for you."

Zhou Hexuan smiled and said: "Why am I in trouble? It's just a matter of spending some money. I'll have to look at you on the battlefield in the future."

This private club has been abandoned for several years. After the US economic crisis broke out, the owner of the club was on the verge of bankruptcy. Zhou Hexuan bought more than 3,200 acres of land, plus various equipment and aircraft for a total of only $30,000.

No way, land prices in American suburbs are too cheap nowadays. The previous boss gave the flying club to Zhou Hexuan in a manner that was equivalent to a half-sale and a half-giveaway. Just over 3,000 acres of land required a large amount of taxes to be paid to the state government every year. Most people really couldn't afford it.

If this is regarded as a pure investment, Zhou Hexuan still made money.

After the highway from Richmond to Washington is completed, the flying club will be only half an hour's drive from the capital of Virginia, and only three hours' drive from Washington, the capital of the United States. It only takes ten minutes to drive to a river terminal.

Even if the land is left here, the land price alone will soar thousands of times in a few decades.

There is nothing wrong with saving the country and making money.