频率静默两秒。陈纳德再次开腔,语气中透着纯粹的军人敬意。
“colonelchen,i‘veheardaboutwhatyouandyourmenhavedone。thewholedamnworldhasheard。youholdthathill。”
停顿须臾。
“bravoflightisfortyminutesoutfromyourposition。i‘mredirecthemnow。fourp-40es,fullbatload。sixfiftiesandtwotwo-fiftypounderseach。they‘llbeoveryourheadsin——”
“generalchennault!”
异声突入频道。尖锐,急促,裹挟着浓重的英国上流口音。
陈浩猛地攥紧耳机。
“thisisgovernoralexander‘sofficeinrangoon。youareherebyinformedthatanymilitaryaircraftapproachingthegokrestrictedzonewillbeconsideredaviolationof——”
陈纳德粗粝的嗓音如砂纸般刮擦回击:“whothehellisthis?getoffmyfrequency!”
“general,iamspeakingonbehalfofhisexcellencygovernoralexander。thebritishfareastmandhasdesignatedgokasarestrictedoperationalzone。an玉nauthorizedairoperationsinthissectorwillbeconsideredahostileactagainsthismajesty‘sforcesinburma。”
陈浩眼皮狂跳。亚历山大。英军远东总督。
仰光港被他一炮轰塌岸防塔的罪魁祸首。这条毒蛇竟在监听飞虎队通讯。
“youlistentome,youlimeypencil-pusher——”陈纳德怒火喷薄。
“generalchennault,”英国人嗓音冰冷平稳,“governoralexanderhasalreadymunicatedwithwashingtonandchongqing。ifyouraircraftenterthegokzone,hismajesty‘sgovernmentwillimmediatelysuspendalllend-leaseshipmentsthroughtheburmaroad。alloftheeverylastcrate。”
陈浩双拳死死攥紧,骨节泛白。
滇缅公路。武器、danyao、药品、汽油,全指望这条抗战血脉。
掐断它,无异于拔掉中国战场的氧气管。亚历山大在拿整个中国作要挟。
陈浩闭目。再睁眼时,面具后的目光透出彻骨冰寒。
结局已定。
不足十分钟。陈纳德重回频率,沙哑嗓音中透出令人窒息的无力感。
“colonelchen。。。”
老人沉默三秒。短短三秒,漫长如三个世纪。
“ijustreceivedadirectorderfromchongqing。suprememand。gokhasbeendesignatedano-flyzoneeffectiveimmediately。allavgassetsaretoreturntobase。i。。。”
嗓音哽咽。
“icannotdisobeyadirectorderfromthemander-in-chief,son。i‘msorry。”