Chapter 1263 - Pilot's Requirements
Summing up the past and imagining the future, Yang Jianguo also brought two bottles of wine, found a few teapots and teacups, and poured half a cup per person, and everyone drank while pulling.
Wanfeng doesn't drink liquor, and he doesn't even drink it.
He was just listening to the guys babbling.
At first, these people were still talking on the ground, like that, but after a few glasses of wine, these words began to let go of themselves, flying around the house like unreliable calves.
The result of this is a cowhide that has fallen to the ground.
There is always a limit to the amount of cowhide on a cow, and when the cowhide is gone, the cow will be blown out.
It was almost eleven o'clock before they went to bed.
Before going to bed, Yang Jianguo turned around, those local people are on vacation tonight, and there will be someone on duty tomorrow, and he will be on duty in person at night.
On the morning of February 1, when Zheng Songmo got up to brush his teeth in a blur, he saw Wan Feng wrestling with Han Guangjia in the yard of the base, both of them were steaming hot, and Yang Jianguo, Han Meng, Zhao Gang, Li Yong and others were watching around.
Even Zhang Xian was there, and these people in the entire base didn't seem to get up by themselves.
"Look at people, you get up early in the morning to exercise, but you are like a pig, and I now suspect that I have a problem with your eyes. Zang Yunli counted on the side.
"People more or less know how to do martial arts, and I won't go to join in the fun. ”
"If you don't know martial arts, you won't be able to exercise, look at your cousin, they are all big bosses and get up every morning to exercise, if you are as lazy as a pig in the future, I will be yellow with you." ”
Zheng Song immediately wilted, and then quickly ran out.
He didn't run out to exercise, but to run to the cafeteria and wait for dinner.
The master chef of the canteen is two women in the vicinity, who have been working at the base since the beginning of the base, and have been staying for a year and a half.
During the Chinese New Year, they will be on duty at the base, and yesterday the boss gave a bonus of 3,000 yuan, which made the two middle-aged women motivated.
It's just that the meal hasn't been cooked yet, and Zheng Song will only find himself bored when he runs in.
"Go, the food is not good, I went out to exercise, I didn't see the boss exercising, you were young and never watched you exercise. ”
When I was in the Wahou security team, I exercised every day, but you didn't see it.
Zheng Song muttered a few words in his heart and walked out sullenly.
Han Guangjia is actually very reluctant to learn from Wan Feng, this product is too despicable, in order to win, he will do everything to win, this is not just after scratching his squeaky nest, turn his face and two fingers and insert it into his nostrils, as soon as he turned his head to avoid his dirty hands, he heard Wan Feng's voice in his ears: "Flirting with yin hands!"
Han Guangjia instinctively tightened his chrysanthemum.
Han Guangjia is depressed, can this still have a good time? This is not hand-to-hand combat with the enemy outside.
When facing the enemy on the battlefield, he uses tricks that are even more shameless than this.
Now, the apprentice has been taught to deal with the master in turn.
"Yes, let you teach him some messy things, this thing itself is not a good bird, haven't you watched him play, those bad moves are spicy, and the Heihe police have been taught bad by him. Han Meng saw Han Guang's family gloating with a depressed face.
Even if Wan Feng exhausted his obscene tricks, he was still not the opponent of the Han Guang family, and the Han Guang family easily threw him to the ground with one other son.
This time, Wan Feng lay on the ground and couldn't get up.
"I can't get you, I can't get you, it seems that if you want to get it, you'll have to wait until you're old." ”
"I'm old, like you're young. ”
"I'm at least five or six years younger than you, I probably won't see anything now, I'll be in my fifties when you're seventy, and I'll be fine with you by then." ”
Wan Feng began to calculate the numbers again.
Dinner at seven o'clock, breakfast is rice porridge, salted duck eggs and pickles.
Wan Feng asked for a bowl of sparse rice soup and two steamed buns.
To this day, he still maintains the habit of eating in the morning of high school, drinking rice soup with steamed buns.
He was able to eat a faint aroma from this kind of ordinary food, which made others very incomprehensible.
After breakfast, Wan Feng took a turn in the base.
This base will be used for a year this year, and it will be useless in April next year, because the Soviet Union will be chaotic and the port will be closed.
With the closure of the port, the base loses its meaning of existence.
When the port was reopened, it was already 92 years, and he would not necessarily come again at that time.
As soon as I thought of this, I had a vague feeling in my heart, how to say that this base had also made a great contribution to him, and there were still some feelings.
It wasn't until he saw Li Mingze that this feeling receded like a low tide.
"Li Mingze, if you come two hours late, you won't be able to see me. ”
"What do you mean?"
"Because I'm leaving, I'm going back to Beiliao. "This idiot, I can still die!
"So I came in a hurry. ”
"Come into the house and talk. ”
Wan Feng took Li Mingze to his office.
"The pilot agreed to our request, but he asked for 200,000 rubles, and he said that if he agreed to his request, he would write out all the detailed data on the Su-27. I couldn't be the master of this, so I hurried here. ”
I thought that there would be an extra 100,000 rubles.
Wan Feng agreed without thinking about it, and asked Zhang Zhiyuan to write a note, stamped the seal of the base and handed it to Li Mingze.
"With this, go to Shamilov and get the money, and by the way, you will take back your reward of 50,000 rubles, so that I don't have to think about it. ”
Words must be done, and what has been promised must be fulfilled.
Li Mingze put away the note.
"He didn't say when he would be able to write it?"
"It's going to take a few days, this thing can't be written openly, he's going to have to be sneaky. ”
"Don't give him all the money all at once, he will hand over the information and give it to him, but you have to make sure that what he writes is true. ”
Li Mingze scratched his head: "How can this be guaranteed? I don't understand, I can't find someone to identify it, right?"
Also, I really can't say anything about this, I can only gamble.
I hope that Maozi pilots have professionalism and don't fool Lao Tzu with a chicken neck.
"I'm not here during this time, and the idea of sending the information to you after you receive it... Let's send it here to my people in person, my people are on duty here during the Chinese New Year. ”
Wan Feng waved his hand and called Li Yong, Li Mingdou, and He Xiao in.
"Remember these three people, when you come to deliver the information, you must hand it over to one of these three people, except for these three people, other people can't hand it over, remember?"
Li Mingze nodded after remembering the appearance of Li Yong and the others.
"Then I'm leaving. ”
Li Mingze came and went in a hurry, and left in a hurry.
Li Mingze is gone, and Wan Feng and the others should also leave.