The journey starts from the Titanic

The pilot stubbornly refused the suggestion to follow the merchant ship to France and asked him to send him a barrel of fuel ashore to continue the flight.

Five more were drifted at sea, the fuel delivered from a speedboat was replenished, and Rawlins continued to take off and finally landed in the port of Lille, France.

Rollins received a warm welcome from the French people, and his arrival shocked Europe.Unexpectedly, this reckless American cowboy flew back from the New World, driving his Columbus.

After a long flight, Rawlins did not look tired, but accepted the interview with the reporter energetically-you know, in order to meet everyone with full spirit, I specially slept outside in the sea, and now I am in great spirits. , I came for the girls in Paris....

This is a great flight. Rollins’ feat makes people realize that flying across the Atlantic is no longer a dream. Just imagine that in the near future, the Atlantic will be full of planes, and our connection with the New World will become closer and closer. .This may be a good thing.

However, the reckless Americans make people a little bit abrupt, but the air visitors of the New World make us feel the ambitions of the New World in the aviation industry. If the French aviation industry does not work hard, it will be in an embarrassing position."

The above is the New York Times, quoting a description from a French newspaper.

Situ Nan couldn't help but smiled, "It hurts to fly! It's best to remember to bring more oil when the bastard comes back."

"Yes. But now that people have fallen into the French flowers, I have to say when they want to take off and come back." Seeing that Situ Nan was in a good mood, He Yongyuan joked.

Chapter 23-Eugene and Gold

After teasing Rollins' feat of flying across the Atlantic Ocean, Situ Nan remembered the "Rise of Great Powers" that he had watched last night.

"You send this book back to California, find someone to print a batch, then send the sample to Nanyang Guangdong, and give it to Mr. Situ Meiden."

"Okay." He Yongyuan nodded.

"You can check it out when you have time, it's okay." Situ Nan smiled, a little boastful.

"I will definitely remember the teachings of the young master. There are many insights in this book. I have read them from other places, but they are not as accurate and systematic as the young master you said. This is better than some people in China holding foreign things. It is much stronger to be regarded as the supreme treasure." He Yongyuan some worship.

"Then you can read more! Get a good understanding." Situ Nan said with a serious face.On the surface, he was a little old-fashioned, but he was really smiling.

After He Yongyuan left, Situ Nan contacted Wilfer again and instructed Cummins-Lincoln Aircraft Company to develop a sea transport aircraft that would fly across the Atlantic.

An imperfect flight made Rollins out of the limelight and was treated as a hero.

After returning to Paris after three years, the city filled with the atmosphere of war disappeared, and the whole city was restored to its former fashion and gorgeousness.

There are many more women in the Champs Elysées, not only the beautiful flowers of France, but also many superb beauties who have fled from Eastern Europe.

With war anxiety on their faces, they soon fell into the comfort of men after they came to Paris.

They need men, just like thousands of French women who lost their husbands, sons, and fathers in the war.

"The women in Paris have a lot of taste, what's the matter." Rollins touched his chin with a playful smile on his face, recalling the delicate and loving woman who had just been under his crotch just now.

"Yeah. That's the advantage of Paris. As long as you have money, they don't mind having sex with black people." Eugene agreed with Rollins very much. He cracked his mouth open, revealing his white teeth.

At this time, the two were sitting in a tavern drinking and reunited after a long time. There were endless words, especially when they were fighting side by side in the Raphael Flying Squad, with a lot of emotion.

"This time you stepped on the stinky shit and made the limelight. Paul must be envious." Eugene took a sip and looked at Rollins with some envy.

"Yes. A wonderful flight, he can't even reach the flowers and women of Paris, haha..." Rollins smiled coquettishly.

"Did you see the woman at the door, in red. I can guarantee that for only one dollar or no money, as long as you hook your finger, she will follow you immediately." Eugene pointed to the door.

Rollins glanced over, and the woman was indeed in good shape, but he had just emptied his inventory and felt helpless.

"Hey! It looks like you are doing pretty good here." Rollins smiled ambiguously, and the smiling man understood.

"It's okay! The French men are all dead. After the American soldiers returned, they could not find comfort. Many of them were married to Chinese workers in the factory." Eugene's voice was very soft, but it was a little gloating.

"I heard that there is more work here? Like your foreign corps?" Rollins asked curiously.

"It's okay! As a soldier, I will fly a plane to hit the people below when I get to the sky, and if I don't want to hit a plane, I will find a woman in Paris to shoot.

Eugene wrote lightly, "But in the past two years, I went to Russia to fight the communists. They didn't have a plane and I was rushed to run around, but sometimes those guys were quite wave-like, holding rifles to the sky. Shooting is really not afraid of death."

"Oh? How did you go so far?" Rollins thought it was funny. He hadn't tried fighting in the air for a long time, although he often flew.

"Foreign corps, isn't it just to die? The Russians owed a lot of money to the French before, and Red Russia refused to admit it. As a result, we were going to be sent to the poor.

The British, Americans, and Poles also went, and it was so lively.However, when the war started, there would be no red Russians fighting their lives.I also only returned to Paris not long ago."

Eugene took the glass and drank it, a little cynical.

"Oh, those red ghosts are really assholes. They make trouble everywhere. They went to New York to bomb Wall Street, and to Shanghai to bomb the French Concession. Next time I don't see Paris or London. Uh, well beaten." Rollins laughed, and had a big cup with Eugene.

"Really? But it's my shit. Even if I blow up Paris, I'll go to Marseille with a lot of women.

Over the past few years, I have saved a lot of money. I plan to retire after a while. If I'm lucky, I will find a French woman to be my wife, haha!"Eugene was a little drunk, a little incoherent.

"That's fine. Come back to the United States with me! Paul is running a flying school and wants to find some friends to help teach those rookies fly planes. That guy is very mixed in Los Angeles, and the conditions are not bad. Women and money are enough. "Rollins persuaded.

"Paul. That guy is good, although a little arrogant." Eugene was moved and sighed: "He is really a rich man and runs a flight school. But I don't go back to the United States. The United States doesn't like my black skin. It's better to stay here."

"You're talking about Chicago? It's really messy. But the situation in California is better. It's a little weird. The guys from the South don't dare to make trouble in San Francisco and Los Angeles. Come back with me! Let's drive together. Airplane, flying, how nice."

Rollins persuaded, "At least the economy in the US is stronger than that in Paris. Recently, many airlines have been established. Some of the rookies I trained have been recruited as pilots. You can definitely achieve higher success with your skills. of."

"Sounds great. Are you trying to care about me like this?" Eugene looked at Rawlins a bit vulgarly after he finished speaking.

"Fuck!" Rollins rolled his eyes, feeling a little.

"After I returned to the United States, there was no one at home. After thinking about it, I still think that the old brothers are good."

He looked at Eugene sincerely.

Eugene was a little moved. He breathed out a sigh of alcohol, stared at Rollins, glanced around again, his face solemnly said: "Man, another business, I need your help."

"Let's talk! Do you need money? I saved a lot." Rollins laughed.

"Go back and talk about it!" After Eugene dropped a few francs, some mysteriously took Rollins back to the hotel.

Eugene was not at all drinking at this moment. He hesitated. After taking a long breath, he stared at Rollins for a few seconds, and whispered: "Have you heard of Tsar Gold?"

"Never heard of it. What's the matter?" Rawlins was a little amused when he saw Eugene's mysterious look.

"When I was on a mission in Eastern Europe, I met a Russian, an officer, who had escaped from Siberia.

Once accidentally, he was drunk, really a Russian alcoholic!At that time, he was nagging about gold or something, I was a little curious, and after teasing him a few words, he burst out.Saying that the gold is in Siberia, the Tsar handed it over to Kolchak. Kolchak bought weapons from foreign countries. Britain, France, and Japan have all ordered them, and some of the gold is deposited in banks of various countries.

But the amount of gold is too big, 500 tons!After part of it was lost abroad, some of it was in Russia, but when the Red Russia came back, the gold was lost in the ice field of Siberia during the fleeing.

The officer I knew was one of the officers who escorted the gold. After hiding the gold with another officer, he killed other insiders, including another officer, and fled with some gold."

"500 tons of gold? A discount and 250 tons in Russia, another discount, the officer you mentioned still has a hundred tons of gold in his hands? This is not funny, Eugene, you are drunk." Rollins laughed Tao.I think Eugene’s words are too funny, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?

"I know you don't believe it! I don't believe it either, but I believe it now. Look at this!" Eugene took out a kraft paper map with a few Russian words on it, which looked like it was somewhere in Siberia.