12dz Chapter 646 General Long Himself Arrives
Chapter 646 General Long Himself Arrives
"So, what about going west and joining the White Eagles?" Bruce changed the subject. "See how they treat you. Dr. Bud, wasn't a talent like you just casually thrown into a prisoner-of-war camp, with no one paying attention to you?"
"The White Eagles have their 'Paperclip Plan,' but that only targets top stars like von Braun. As for you, they might interrogate you, but then most likely release you and leave you to fend for yourself. The future of you and your family is of no importance to them."
Bruce extended an olive branch at the right time, speaking sincerely:
"However, in the far east, there is a new country - the United States of Southeast Asia.
It is actively recruiting talents from all over the world. No matter where you come from or what your past is, as long as you have real talents and knowledge, you will be respected, have a stable job, have sufficient research funding and have room to play freely. "
“We sincerely invite you to join us.
Not only you, we can also arrange to pick up your family members and send them safely to Southeast Asia.
There, you won't have to worry about liquidation or endure hunger, your children can receive a good education, and your talents will be truly utilized to build the future, rather than being buried in ruins or consumed in endless political struggles."
The scientists were silent, exchanging glances.
Bud looked at the ruins that might exist in the distance in the direction of his home, and thought of his wife and children whose lives were uncertain; Bradner touched the family photo in his pocket, and the smile in the photo now seemed so distant.
The cruel reality is right before our eyes.
If they stayed, their future would be uncertain, and even their lives would be in danger; if they followed White Eagle, they would not be taken seriously; and Nanyang, although far away and unfamiliar, seemed to provide a way to survive, a way to continue their lifelong research.
"For my family..." Dr. Bud began with difficulty.
His voice was not loud, so hoarse that even he was surprised.
But one statement represented everyone's thoughts: "In order to continue our research... we... agreed to go to Southeast Asia."
Bradner also nodded heavily, and the other technicians had no objection.
When it comes to survival and hope, traveling across the ocean no longer seems an unacceptable option.
Bruce watched the scientists making decisions amidst the ruins and knew that the core of the mission had been accomplished.
"Very good. Then, welcome everyone to a new journey," he said calmly. "We will arrange the evacuation of you and your families as soon as possible. Now, let's get out of here."
As the night deepened, the small team disappeared into the shadows of the ruins outside Berlin and embarked on an unknown road to the far east.
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In early May 1946, a silver-gray DC-3 passenger plane flew steadily in the sky between the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau and the Indochina Peninsula.
The fuselage is painted with the eye-catching words "Sing Chew Airlines" and the red background and golden dragon logo of the United States of Nanyang.
This is the Star Airlines recently established by Mr. Chen from Nanyang. It has opened a regular route from Spring City, the capital of Yunnan Province, to Yangon, the capital of Nanyang.
The flight range is nearly 1,200 kilometers, and with the DC-3's cruising speed of about 350 kilometers per hour, it only takes more than four hours to arrive.
This route undoubtedly provided great convenience for many Republican businessmen who smelled business opportunities and were eager to go to Southeast Asia to investigate and invest.
Inside the cabin, a middle-aged man in a dark Mao suit, with a gaunt face and bright eyes, was looking out the window at the rolling mountains and the gradually emerging green plains below.
He is none other than General Long, the "King of Yunnan Province" who has been in charge of Yunnan Province for many years.
This time he traveled light, with only a few trusted aides, and went to Yangon secretly.
There is a profound meaning behind choosing Sin Chew Airlines instead of Republic Airlines controlled by the Song family.
"Lord Long, this Nanyang plane is more comfortable than I imagined." The adjutant beside him whispered with a hint of curiosity in his tone.
General Long nodded slightly.
Indeed, the cabin is clean and bright, and the seats are soft and spacious.
Even more eye-catching are the young women wearing special uniforms and with sweet smiles - they are called "stewardess".
The uniform design is unique, incorporating elements of traditional Hanfu such as the cross collar, cloud pattern, and horse-faced skirt, and combining it with the popular Western waist-hugging style, making it look both dignified and fashionable.
Among the flight attendants, there were not only Chinese girls with black hair and black eyes, but also two Italian women with brown hair and blonde hair. All of them were beautiful and well-mannered, and were obviously carefully selected.
"This Boss Chen is quite old, but he has some innovative ideas when it comes to running an airline company," General Long thought to himself.
He didn't dare take the Song family's flight. Who knew if the plane would be filled with Military Control Commission spies?
Thinking of this, when a stewardess smiled and handed over a glass of champagne, General Long signaled his adjutant to taste it first.
The adjutant understood, took the wine glass and took a sip, waited for a moment, and after confirming that everything was fine, he respectfully handed it to General Long.
General Long then took it and took a sip with great pleasure.
The cold wine with delicate bubbles can really relieve the fatigue of a long-distance flight.
During the flight, General Long noticed that when the plane was about to enter the area under actual control of Nanyang, the captain made a brief announcement via the radio.
Soon, through the porthole, four P-51 "Mustang" fighters painted with the Nanyang Air Force logo could be seen. Like loyal guards, they quietly appeared on both sides and behind the DC-3, maintaining a standard escort formation.
Obviously, this civil aviation flight had already been captured and identified by large radars on the ground in Nanyang, and was closely escorted by fighter jets as soon as it crossed the border.
This strict and efficient security guarantee gave General Long a more intuitive understanding of Nanyang’s military strength and organizational capabilities.
The plane landed smoothly at Yangon International Airport.
That evening, a small-scale, unannounced welcome dinner was held at the Qinglong Hotel, a landmark building in Yangon's new city.
The banquet hall is elegantly decorated and the service staff are well-trained.
Zhang Chi attended the event in person and was warm and considerate.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, General Long finally brought the topic to the point.
His words were subtle, but his meaning was clear.
The defeat of the Japanese was certain, and after the war, the Central Committee of the White Party would certainly not tolerate local powerful factions like him to continue to secede. It hoped to provide mutual support and help to the Nanyang, which was also a Chinese regime with strong military power.
Zhang Chi listened with a smile on his face, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.
He personally poured a glass of wine for General Long, his tone gentle but firm:
"Lord Long cares deeply about his country and his people, and I deeply admire him. However, the foundation of our Nanyang nation lies in developing the economy, improving people's livelihood, and maintaining friendly and good neighborly relations with neighboring countries, especially Daxia."
He cleverly avoided the topic of interfering in the Republic of China and changed the subject:
"Speaking of economic development, Lord Long, do you know about the recently established 'Singapore Stock Exchange' in Nanyang? It's a great place to turn everything into gold."