Is this Zhou Hai?

Is this really Zhou Hai?

Li Fu put down the water cup, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, looked at Zhou Hai, and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

silence.

thinking.

There is still a little bit of relief.

"I don't know how long you can last."

Standing at the edge of the window and looking at Zhou Hai who was as majestic as a mountain through the glass, Li Fuli's slightly wrinkled collar, gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

Face the enemy!

Facing a powerful opponent, even if you know you will lose, you must still draw your sword and never retreat.

Zhou Hai already has this spirit and courage.

At this moment, the open space at the bottom of the office building was a little out of control.

More than 20 Russian flight students who were lined up in the ranks had a hint of anger, their eyes widened wide, staring at Zhou Hai in front of them, making a sound like a roar.

The sound is getting louder and louder!

The melodious and charming baritone version of "Katyusha" has disappeared and has been replaced by the roaring version of "Katyusha". The majestic and grand unity with Zhou Hai is a fierce collision of power and a dazzling spark.

This is a battle of spirit and a battle of honor.

For the team of Russian flight cadets, this battle must not be lost.

Marxism and Lenin are above the other party, and if they lose, they don’t know what kind of punishment they will suffer when they go back.

For Zhou Hai, this battle cannot be lost either.

When facing the Su-35 fighter pilot, he spent an entire hour repeating the emphasis countless times, competing for honors that seem ridiculous to others.

Here, on this land, even if it takes another hour or two, he will win the final victory of this battle.

Pick songs?

Whoever cowards will be the grandson!

The singing is loud and fierce, just like a high-intensity small-scale war.

Once,

Double,

Three times,

The team of Maozi flight students had completely sang their anger, and their voices changed, and they roared at Zhou Hai in a completely roaring posture.

Zhou Hai's face was calm, and he looked up at the sky slightly, showing a arrogant attitude, deliberately stimulating these arrogant Russian pilots. The singing of the thunder was continuous like a tide, and it continued to flow.

At this moment, Zhou Hai, who was alone, welcomed the new force and supported by his teammates.

“Unity is strength…”

Li Guanfeng, who rushed over after hearing the news, looked at Zhou Hai facing the team of the Russian Flying Students alone, his heart trembled, his eyes were cold, and he stood beside Zhou Hai without hesitation, and roared at the team of the Russian Flying Students.

This fourth generation of red is now in line with his appetite.

Behind him, Senior Brother Li Guanfeng came to support him.

Immediately afterwards, a flight attendant with a normal training system rushed over and gathered in the open space of the office building.

This group of Russians not only like to engage in surprise attacks, but also fucking arrogant.

We must severely attack the arrogance of these Russians!

At this moment, with the continuous joining of new forces, the scene became more intense and intense. A battle between pilots from both countries started on the first day before the competition officially began.

The content of the song is no longer important, what is important is spirit and honor.

"Okay! Very good! Very good! With our courage and spirit!" In the distance, the principal who was accompanying the Maoist general to visit the base, saw the duet scene at the bottom of the office building, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, and he was not stingy with his praise.

"Wu, who do you think will win?" The Russian general standing next to him narrowed his eyes and said slowly to the principal.

The principal stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly deep, looking at the intense scene in the distance, and smiled and said, "Kosov, you think you will win, I think we will win, the arguments are meaningless, let us both wait and see who wins."

expect!

Heartfelt expectation.

Not only is the duet of the pilots of the two armies in front of us, but also the upcoming competition.

Victory, honor.——These two things will always have infinite temptation for soldiers.

At this time, an officer with a Russian visiting team rushed over, holding a military document in his hand, and quietly reporting the situation with the Russian general.

After the report was completed, stand quietly in the team.

"Wang, I also think that arguments and disputes are meaningless, but I just received a report that a flight cadet from your aviation school, a pilot from No. 17, argued with our army for 78 minutes during the airspace border exchange."

He glared at the principal, and a hint of anger appeared on the red face of the Russian general. He held a brand new military document in his hand and handed it to the principal. He also did not stingy with his own comments: "Look at it, our pilot lost. He said in the report that he wanted to destroy the damn No. 17 countless times. You flight cadets are very powerful. I think he is very suitable for entering politics in the future."

ridicule,

There was still a hint of anger.

The Russian generals never expected that the Chinese Air Force would be so sinister. They used a first-class six to compete with their own side, and used speeches to argue for a full 78 minutes.

Because of this, our No. 309 Su-35 fighter jet caused its own oil consumption to be too high, which dropped to the cordon and almost failed to return to the base.

Marxism-Leninism is the first, and it is a Su-35 worth tens of millions of dollars. If it falls from the sky, it will be a disastrous consequence.

"Hmm?" Hearing this, the principal was stunned for a moment, a little surprised and slightly confused.

After taking the military documents handed over by the Russian general, he browsed them briefly and was surprised. A smile appeared on the principal's face: "Thank you, but he is more suitable for the blue sky."

Accident!

surprise!

The principal did not expect that a flight student would fly the junior high school teaching sixth, defeat a Su-35 fighter jet, and quietly win back the game.

Of course, to be precise, it was the pilot who won over the Russians, not the Su-35's Super Fleeter' fighter.

"Hmph, we will win." Turning to look at the team of flight students in the distance, the Russian general snorted coldly and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The principal's mood obviously improved a lot, and his face kept smiling.

...

Time passes slowly, after ten minutes.

The open space at the bottom of the office building was extremely hot and almost out of control.

The flight students on both sides were like angry cows, staring at the opposite side without retreating.

Eight warned soldiers with live ammunition quietly came to the open space to prevent the two flight students from fighting and physical conflicts.

"Enough, everyone stops, quiet!" Suddenly, a base officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel and a Maoist officer appeared at the bottom of the office building, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, glanced at the teams on both sides, and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!