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Volume 1 Pioneer of the Times Chapter 1237 Fugitives on the Plateau

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    Chapter 1237 The Fugitive on the Plateau The moment his feet touched solid ground, Captain Marceiu finally confirmed one thing. He was still alive and survived that short air battle. Perhaps it was the body  The ejection seat saved his life, but it's also possible that Lady Luck hadn't given up on him yet, allowing him to parachute safely and land in this valley.  (Niu Wen Novel ~ Read Novel Online) The parachute made of silk covered Captain Marceiu's body. He took the parachute away from his head with difficulty and looked around first. This was obviously the Anatolian Plateau.  It's a very ordinary valley with very little vegetation, but the sun is very strong. It seems that there are no people around, and even the road can't be seen.  What is this place?  Captain Marceiu tried hard to recall the last position he confirmed on the aerial map before the air battle. He estimated that this place should be about a hundred kilometers southeast of Ankara, the capital of Turkey. Captain Marceiu had no way of knowing exactly where it was.  , Fortunately, the compass is still in my pocket, so I am not afraid of not being able to find the correct direction. The only thing I need to worry about is, is this an enemy-occupied area?  Will a Chinese patrol appear near here?  Everything is unknown so far, but one thing Captain Marseille can confirm is that, no matter what, he must leave here as soon as possible and find a source of water. He does not want to turn this barren land into a plateau.  The mummies and food may be provided by hunting, but for drinking water, you can only find rivers or lakes first.  Just as Captain Marceuil quickly unlocked the parachute, he suddenly heard a whistling sound in the sky. He looked up and saw two Chinese Air Force "Lightning" fighter jets passing over the valley.  That was obviously the "Lightning" that just shot down the "Crow" piloted by Captain Marceuil, and Captain Marceuil remembered very clearly that the vertical tail painting of the "Lightning" that shot him down was very eye-catching, with a rider painted on it.  The wizard with a broom is not just a pattern, it actually represents a legend. When he was in flight school, Captain Marceiu heard the instructor tell some legendary stories on the aerial battlefield during the Spanish Civil War, and in those  Among the legendary stories, there is one legend that is particularly impressive, that is "Gargamel in the Spanish Skies". It is the story of an air force pilot who fought for the Spanish Republican Government and came from the ancient ancient country of China. His air combat skills were very impressive.  He was superb and had a brilliant record. No one knew his name, but his nickname "Gargamel" was a real legend on the front line of the Spanish Civil War. His nickname once made many officers and soldiers of the German Volunteer Air Corps assist the Spanish National Army in fighting.  Frightened by the news, when the fighter plane with the image of a wizard riding a broom appeared in the sky, the Luftwaffe pilots had to remind each other, "Gargamel is coming."  Before the air battle just started, Captain Marseille didn't know that the person he was about to have an air combat with was the famous Mr. "Gargamel" until his plane was hit by a bullet and crashed. At the moment before he ejected from the cockpit, Marseille  The captain finally caught a glimpse of the pattern on the vertical tail of the Chinese "Lightning" fighter jet that shot down his plane. The image of the wizard riding a broom immediately triggered Captain Marceiu's memory. Obviously, he was inspired by the famous "  "Gargamel" shot down in the Spanish skies.  After being shot down by such a legendary aerial warrior, before ejecting out of the cockpit, Captain Marseille even had a strange feeling in his heart. It is difficult to describe this feeling in words, but Captain Marseille can at least comfort himself.  , it¡¯s not that his combat skills are too poor, but that his opponent¡¯s combat skills are too good. Defeated by such a true aerial ace, the captain should feel proud of his defeat.  Standing at the bottom of the valley, watching the two Chinese "Lightnings" fly across the valley sky like lightning and quickly disappearing on the other side of the ridge, and listening to the roar of the planes echoing in the valley, Captain Marceiu was stunned.  A full half minute.  "The Chinese 'Lightning' is really good. If it is flown by an excellent pilot, it will be the most powerful aerial weapon. No wonder we can't control the air." Standing there, Captain Marceiu sighed, and then quickly unlocked the parachute lock  He took out the P38 pistol he carried with him from the holster, checked it, then took out the compass and quickly ran towards the northwest ridge.  After finally reaching the ridge, I stood on a high place and looked around. I didn't find the crashed "Crow". The wind was strong and the parachute was blown far away. Moreover, it seemed that there was very little hope of finding Major Steinhoff.  It was slim, but Captain Marceiu was surprised to find that there was a small river not far from the northwest, about five kilometers away, and there was actually a village by the river.  "It looks like this place is not deserted." Captain Marceiu breathed a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to worry aboutWe are on the road, but the village is too small, with almost only a dozen houses, and it is hidden on the edge of the woods. It is difficult to find from the sky, and it is unknown whether there are still residents there. After all, here  Very close to the front line.  After careful observation, Captain Marceiu found that there were still residents in the village, so he immediately decided to go to that village to seek help and see if he could ask the villagers how to get to Ankara. Based on the current war situation,  For him, it was unrealistic to count on the German Air Force's rescue planes. If he wanted to go to Ankara, he might have to rely on the captain himself. If possible, he hoped to use the few gold coins in his pocket to buy a mule from the villagers to travel.  He didn't want to rush back to Ankara with his feet covered in blisters.  Although the village is only about five kilometers away from the ridge, the mountain road is difficult to walk. By the time Captain Marseille approached the village, the sun was already in the west and the light had dimmed. This made it easier to sneak in secretly. The captain decided to wait until dark  Then enter the village.  Waiting until dark by the river, Captain Marceuil sneaked into the village from the edge of the woods and successfully touched a house. Fortunately, this house warmly entertained the man who was willing to buy a dinner with a gold coin.  As a "gun-carrying gentleman", Captain Marceiu was able to eat some mutton and unleavened bread, took out a map, pointed to the location of Ankara, and repeated the word "Ankara" in blunt Turkish. Fortunately  However, the male owner of this family quickly understood what the captain meant, and said that if the captain gave him another gold coin, he could be the captain's guide and lead him to Ankara, which made Captain Marceiu even more happy.  Yes, the family still had a few mules, and everything went as planned. The captain decided to sleep peacefully tonight and set off early tomorrow morning to return to Ankara.  However, Captain Marseille's sleep was not as peaceful as he planned. At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the man of the house woke up the captain in a panic. In the darkness, Captain Marseille was unaware of what was happening.  Something happened, but he still subconsciously picked up the P38 pistol, loaded the bullet, and then followed the male owner out of the bedroom, sneaking into the woods to hide through the back door, but the villagers were actually in the woods, and their  The animals were also driven deep into the woods. They seemed to be hiding from someone, but there was no light and no one spoke. Captain Marceiu could only guess that it might be an armed group such as bandits. Since the war burned to Anna  After Tolia, many armed groups appeared in this plateau area. Some were self-defense organizations organized by the villagers to protect themselves, and some were the collapsed Turkish army. They hoped to collect some necessary "supplies" before retreating to Ankara.  Naturally, these also include the villagers' gold and silver jewelry. These people are what the villagers think of as a bandit gang. In fact, what they do is not much different from bandits.  In order to prevent being robbed by bandits, the villagers always set up guard posts near the village every day. Naturally, a single soldier like Captain Marseille cannot stop him from sneaking in, but if a large group of armed men comes, the guard posts will definitely notify the villagers in advance.  They avoid.  Sure enough, not long after Captain Marseille hid in the woods, a team entered the village, but strangely, there was not much movement, everything was quiet, there was neither gunfire nor shouting.  , various signs seemed to indicate that those who came over were not robbers.  If it's not robbers, then it's the army of the Asian League. This was Captain Marseille's first guess, and this guess was quickly confirmed. Soon, the light of a flashlight appeared on the edge of the woods, and some sentries were near the woods.  The search seemed to be to find out where the villagers had gone, and in the flickering light of the flashlight, Captain Marseille could clearly see the other party's military uniforms and helmets. Yes, they were soldiers from the Asian Alliance. In order to uniformly identify friendly forces,  To avoid accidental attacks, the current Asian League combat troops have uniformly changed their uniforms. Both military uniforms and helmets are in the same camouflage color, and are obviously different from the German combat camouflage.  "They are Chinese." Captain Marseille explained to the villagers with gestures that now, China represents the Asian League, and the Asian League is China. Although the captain also knows that the Asian League participating troops include soldiers from various Asian countries, but the composition  The core of its combat effectiveness is the Chinese people.  After the villagers found out who was stationed in the village, their opinions were divided. Some people believed that they should return to the village because the other party was not a bandit, but an occupying army. However, another group of people believed that even the occupying army could not return.  To go to the village, it is better to follow this German Allied officer to Ankara. After all, Turkey is now the enemy of the Asian Alliance Allied Forces. Who can guarantee that the Asian Alliance Army will not make things difficult for these villagers?  What's more, these Turks still have weapons in their hands, although they are just some old-fashioned rifles and sabers.  Eventually, the village elders decided to follow Captain Marceiu to Ankara.Captain Marseille was very happy to be the leader of the villagers. Since Germany and Turkey are allies, he, the German military officer, naturally has the responsibility to lead the civilians of the allies out of danger. Therefore, the captain quickly issued his order,  All the villagers immediately left the woods, took their belongings and livestock, left the village by another road, and walked downstream along the river, where there was a town.  After a night of marching, at nine o'clock the next morning, Captain Marseille finally saw the town that the villagers were talking about. Everyone rushed to the town anxiously, but before they really got close to the town, they heard that  When there was a roar from behind, I looked back and saw an army coming from the east. And it was not ordinary infantry, but a tank unit. The roar was the roar of the tank's engine.  Captain Marseille immediately confirmed the identity of the other party. The tank unit advancing towards the town from the main road was the tank column of the Asian League. This could be confirmed from the model of the tanks, which were almost all "Gray Wolf" medium-sized ones.  Tanks, now, almost all official members of the Asian League are equipped with this Chinese-made medium tank.  Then, Captain Marceuil realized a problem. He was still wearing a Luftwaffe flight suit, which would obviously cause him trouble. This place was still several kilometers away from the town, and he couldn't hide in the town for a while.  There was a wilderness nearby and there was no place to hide, so the captain immediately took off his flight suit, borrowed clothes from the villagers, wrapped himself tightly, then mingled with the villagers and stood on the roadside waiting for the tank column to pass by.  The tank column passed quickly, followed by the truck convoy, and the end was endless. This made Captain Marceiu realize another serious problem. Ankara may soon fall.  No soldier deliberately paid attention to these villagers standing on the roadside. It was war time and such refugees could be seen everywhere. No one would have thought that a German Air Force pilot was standing among this group of refugees, and he was carefully  of counting the number of trucks in the convoy.  What surprised Captain Marceiu was that he actually counted four hundred trucks. This was an astonishing number. What surprised him even more was that on some of the trucks, he saw many people wearing German uniforms.  The people in disguise were from both the army and the air force, and they were obviously captured Germans. Among these people, there was actually Captain Marceiu's boss, Major Steinhoff. The major was sitting in the back of a truck.  Dou Weiwei, like the other prisoners of war, had a blank look on his face. When he turned to look at the villagers on the roadside, he was recognized by Captain Malsaiu at a glance, but the major obviously did not notice the subordinate wearing the clothes of a local herdsman.  "The major was actually captured?" Captain Marceiu was a little surprised. He knew that the major had parachuted before he was shot down. He also tried to find the major after the crash, but he did not find the major's parachute.  It was thought that the major's parachute must have been blown to the west by the wind, but now, it is obvious that the soldiers of the Asian Union found the major first.  "Poor Major, I hope the prisoner of war camp is managed by a Chinese military officer." Looking at the truck going away, Captain Marseille prayed for the Major in his heart, and at the same time made an important decision.  Go, he will go directly to Ankara, I hope Ankara has not fallen yet.
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