The white-skinned man sat back on the chair, his face gloomy, his right hand trembled slightly, and he took out the most fascinated Zhonghua cigarette and plastic lighter from his arms, took out a pole and put it in his mouth, and the high-temperature flame lit the tobacco and drifted out wisps of curved white smoke.

what to do?

What else can I do now?

This time, the plan was foolproof, but the operation team was wiped out. The No. 2 target was safe and sound, and its own side suffered huge losses!

Lost eight elite members of the Operation Squad,

The resources and energy accumulated by the organization over the past three years have been wasted and extremely important insiders are exposed, so that the other party can realize that there is an insider around the target.

God, what a huge loss?

Since establishing a stable information channel with this insider, the other party has provided a series of important intelligence and data information, including the basic performance data indicators of Tianjian 1 and the specific location of the hypersonic super-large wind tunnel.

Now, the precious and important insider, because of this failed action, has to enter a long incubation period in order to avoid being discovered, and during the incubation period, it is completely impossible to convey high-value military intelligence.

Three full years!

The white-skinned man doesn't care about the organization's accountability that he is about to face. He loves this job and China cigarettes wholeheartedly, and has imagined a terrifying situation-

Three years later, as the second target of a strategic scientist, perhaps he has completed the development mission of the Tianjian-1 hypersonic weapon!

Let this cutting-edge weapon with extremely powerful performance change from an illusory fantasy to a real object, greatly increasing the opponent's military strike power.

"I am mainly responsible for the failure of this operation. The organization needs an explanation and I may be leaving."

The white-skinned man took a deep breath of cigarettes and quietly savored the wonderful taste of this unique tobacco in his body. His eyes, which were as cold as ice, appeared in a confused look, and his words were gentle and powerful, and he said seriously:

"Appointment, during this period, all members are highly vigilant and must be careful. Whenever there is any disturbance, they will lurk! In addition, continue to follow up on all targets, temporarily give up the action plan for assassinating target No. 2, and focus mainly on target No. 1 and target No. 3, and never make any mistakes."

The standard Mandarin contains a hint of loneliness.

Major failures in the action, organizational accountability is inevitable, and an explanation is needed, and as the person in charge, he naturally needs to take responsibility for this incident.

"Yes, boss."

When the blonde woman heard the words, she felt a sense of sadness from the dead rabbit and the fox, silently recording the commands given by the white-skinned man.

When she came to this country, she learned an ancient proverb with a profound charm of civilization and history - one emperor and one minister.

As the confidant subordinate of the white-skinned man in front of her, she will inevitably be excluded and troubled after the new person in charge arrives.

Reuse?

It's like a fairy tale.

"It's a pity that maybe I can't step on this land again in the future. Make me a cup of Pu'er tea." The white-skinned man seemed to be a lonely king, without any previous sharpness. He held a cigarette in his fingers and said softly.

The blonde woman whispered: "Yes, boss."

Turn around and leave the Ningyun Pavilion box to make a cup of Pu'er tea, which is unique in this country's tea culture.

...

The next day.

The night passed by hustle and bustle, and at dawn, the familiar melody of the wake-up call resounded throughout the quiet base living area.

In the distant horizon, strands of dawn symbolizing hope appear, warm and peaceful.

A new day is coming quietly.

Two Lao Fei who did not sleep all night on combat readiness duty returned to the dormitory to make up for his sleep. The other two Lao Fei, who belonged to Hongying Squadron, went to the combat readiness duty room according to the duty schedule.

Then, the base guards, ground crews and all Lao Fei got up on time, lined up to train and train.

"Zhou Hai, I flew to Taicheng last night. What do you think of mutton soaking buns and steamed mutton dumplings? Last time I was not used to eating them, and my belly was so overwhelming that I almost couldn't hold it on my way back."

Su Peng, who was running, beat a hache, a little tired, his dark circles were slightly heavier, and he looked like he was not sleeping well.

"It's okay, you can eat it."

Zhou Hai smiled slightly, looked at the tiredness on Su Peng's face, and was a little curious: "Captain Su, did you go to steal the cow last night? This is what you look like."

"Steal a ghost bull."

Su Peng rolled his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face with inexplicable meaning, and said, "I wrote a letter from my family, saying that I was looking for a girl for me. I was 22 years old, an intern nurse from West China Hospital in Rongcheng. All the photos were sent to me. I looked pretty good and had a gentle personality. I would wait for me to go back on vacation to see if I could do it."

letter?

When Zhou Hai heard this word, he was suddenly stunned, and he remembered the appearance of a beauty in the distance, and his smile became stronger. He was looking forward to the swimsuit photos that other girls mentioned last time.

I don’t know how she is and when will the letter be delivered.

Of course, Zhou Hai will never admit that he is looking forward to the swimsuit photos of his future girlfriend in the deepest part of his heart.

With his eyes on Su Peng again, Zhou Hai said curiously: "How do you know that you have a gentle personality?"

"I guess, a person is beautiful, and subconsciously thinks that he is gentle, reasonable, virtuous, can take care of his family when he is sick." Su Peng's bronze face with a clear bronze face appeared with a hint of hope and expectation, and his words were deep and powerful: "The most important thing is to understand and understand."

“…”

Zhou Hai was a little shocked, staring at Su Peng, who seemed to be intoxicated and expectant, and couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

Lao Feiweili, a Haiyan Squadron who was running together next to him, quipped: "Su Team, are you suffering from single emotional syndrome for 28 years? Is there such a girl in today's society?"

"Comrade Old Su, you are afraid you are living in your dream."

"Get out!"

"Ha ha!"

There were bursts of hearty laughter sounding on the playground.

Life suddenly returned to normal, and no one knew what happened last night.

In the early morning, Zhou Hai and a group of old people flew out to have physical fitness, chat, returned to the dormitory to do housework and hygiene, and then went to the air-cool stove for dining.

After half an hour of rest, the pilot's daily life theme - flight training.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by the sound of turbofan engines containing surging power, one J-10D "Fire Dragon" in full fuel rose into the air, forming their own flight formations, carrying out high-intensity close-range air combat training, and through fierce battles, they improved their tacit understanding with the fighter and increased their flight experience and strength.

At the same time, Zhou Hai, who had just obtained solo qualifications, began training on aerial refueling subjects.

As for the training classroom, Su Peng, the captain of Haiyan Squadron and air combat elite, who suffers from single syndrome.

Base, Cave No. 2 Hangar.
Chapter completed!