A violent firestorm, accompanied by a violent explosion, swept through the entire cabin, and before the chief intelligence officer, Lieutenant Colonel Statham, could finish his coffee, he was swept away by the strong air current, and slammed it on the console not far away, and immediately a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out of his mouth, and even though there was no breath at all;

Although the commander Colonel Weinberg dodged the impact of the air current, he was also injured a lot, and his head buzzed, and when he raised his body slightly, the flames of the sea gradually expanded and condensed in his pupils, and finally swallowed it up with a "boom~~............

In just a dozen seconds, the RC-135, which was carrying a secret mission, turned into a huge fireball, as if it had fallen to the ground, and smashed into the vast sea.

"Knock~~~Boom~~~~"

When the burning debris comes into contact with the sea level, the sea surface not far away is like an active volcano formed by gushing sea water and flames, the churning air waves mixed with the scorching flames continue to rise, and the ripples created by the huge energy are extremely diffused, and the body fragments and human stumps are scattered in all directions, and later, when the smoke clears, only scattered and dense body fragments, scorched human limbs, and black oil stains are left on the sea surface.........

Looking at the US RC-135 strategic reconnaissance plane that had disappeared from the airborne radar screen, Major General Kiryev groaned slightly, and then looked at the other side, which was a dazzling spot representing the Chinese command plane, and his eyes revealed a little indescribable meaning, but this kind of thought only stayed on his face for a moment, then his eyes sank, and he said in a deep voice to the co-pilot behind him:

"Hit the target, get ready to return!"

After speaking, he moved the steering stick, and the nose of the MiG-31 took advantage of the situation, and immediately rushed towards the coast of Vietnam in the west.........

"Commander Tong~~ Zhi, although the 'Minsk' has suffered heavy losses, the Chinese army has also paid a heavy price for it, and more importantly, the control of the South China Sea is still in our hands, especially the sea area that is ready for oil and gas development, because just a few minutes ago, we knocked out their command plane, and now Chinese are ..........fleeing in confusion."

Five minutes later, Vice Admiral Biryukov, deputy commander of the Soviet Pacific Fleet, held the telephone of the command of the fleet of the Soviet Pacific Fleet in Vladivostok and reported to the commander of the fleet of the Soviet Pacific Fleet, Admiral Sironov, judging from his slightly relieved tone, that he did not take to heart the heavy damage of the aircraft carrier "Minsk", which was the symbol of the Soviet Union, the loss of several fighters, and the casualties of more than 200 officers and men;

And in fact, it is true, after all, the original intention of sending troops to the South China Sea is to hold this cornucopia of black gold firmly in his hands, because only in this way can he live a life comparable to that of an emperor by Pyryukov, and because of this, the loss of equipment and casualties are not important, only the green dollar and the golden gold are the most important things:

"So, I dare to say responsibly, the South China Sea has been firmly held in our hands, as for China........ Hmph, I hope they can calm the anger of Moscow!"

"We just need to get there!"

On the other end of the phone, Admiral Sironov, commander of the Pacific Fleet, was also very satisfied with this result, but compared with Biryukov, who escaped death and held a grudge against China, the commander of the fleet was not so confused that he wanted to fight China endlessly, and then a full-scale war broke out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After all, for him, making money is much more important than fighting a war, not to mention that he is mobilizing the fleet to the South China Sea in the name of ocean-going exercises, and it is okay to have a painless conflict, if the Kremlin bigwigs know that the "Minsk" was crippled by China, Sironov does not know what the consequences will happen to China, but he knows what price he will pay, and because of this, he said slowly:

"Let's slow down the rest, as for the damage to the 'Minsk', it is really difficult to do, but when it leaves the factory, there is a problem with the boiler above, so let's report it with the boiler explosion first, and the rest of the planes are lost, crashed, missing, you look at it, anyway, in a word, don't let too many people know, especially those guys in Moscow, otherwise it will not be good for anyone!"

In the last sentence, Admiral Sironov said in such a gloomy and harsh manner that even Bilyukov couldn't help but be stunned, although he knew many of them, but just let him give up the Chinese army that gave him humiliation to counterattack, it was also unwilling, but before he could continue to fight, Admiral Sironov's next words made him completely dispel all thoughts:

"The American company Mobil has just handed over the reservation money, and in an hour I will transfer 5 million dollars to your account in Switzerland! As well as the officers and men who have been killed and wounded, I will allocate a part of the money from public expenditure as a pension........

"My dearest Mr. Admiral, you are always so generous!"

As soon as he heard that there was money to be made, Bilyukov's greedy eyes flashed with countless waves of dollars, and his smile became brighter and brighter, and Admiral Sironov on the other end of the phone could naturally feel the greed between Bilyukov's words, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, as if sensing the commander's satisfaction with his attitude, Bilyukov was ready to take advantage of the situation to slap a few more loud sycophants, but before he could speak, a volcanic roar suddenly came from the other end of the phone:

"Biryukov, you bastard, look what you've done, if you want to die, take out your gun and put it at the brain, why bother to implicate others, you are a complete idiot, you are not even a pig ........."

Listening to Sironov's cursed words, Vice Admiral Biryukov was completely confused, just now he was discussing in a gentle voice how to sit on the ground and divide the money, how to turn his face and not recognize people in the next second, he didn't seem to have done anything wrong, but why did the high-flying fleet commander turn his face faster than turning a book, and his head was spinning rapidly, but around this, it took a long time for Biryukov to come to his senses, and then he held the phone and asked tremblingly:

"Commander, I'....... I....... What did I do wrong!"

"You didn't do anything wrong, I did it wrong, I knew this, I shouldn't have used you stupid, until now you are still pretending to be confused with me, openly shooting down the US RC-135 reconnaissance plane, at the moment the US Far East garrison has entered a state of first-class combat readiness, you are good, you actually came to negotiate the price with me, wait to talk to the KGB, pop~~~Dudu~~~~"

As the blind tone of the telephone rang suddenly, Biryukov was stunned, and his whole person was as if he was petrified, still holding the phone in his hand, looking at the incomparably smooth wall in front of him with dull eyes, and his heart could not help but be in a trance, shooting down the US RC-135 reconnaissance plane.

The sudden change made Bilyukov's head a little short-circuited, but Rao was so, but he knew the seriousness of this matter, it was a strategic reconnaissance plane of the US military, and it didn't matter if they were expelled in peacetime, but if it was really shot down, it would be undoubtedly a declaration of war, and the United States would inevitably die in this regard, and for the Soviet Union, which took the initiative to attack, if it wanted to calm the monstrous anger of the United States, it was bound to put him as the chief official.........

Thinking of this, Bilyukov couldn't help but shudder, and the cold sweat on his forehead instantly welled up, he commanded the fleet to fight in order to make a fortune, but he didn't come to be someone else's substitute for the dead, so he stretched out his hand and pressed it at the beginning of the phone, and then quickly dialed a number, and then shouted loudly:

"Pick me up the Cam Ranh Bay base, Kiryev bastard, hey....... Hear no ........"

Biliukov shouted into the phone, but there was no response to him except for the sound of radio waves "Z~~Z~~":

"Damn it!"

Bilyukov scolded, and then dialed another number, and the result was still the same, and after repeated attempts in this way, the phone representing the supreme command of the fleet was like a failure, and it was not even possible to make a call, until this time, Bilyukov noticed that something was a little strange, and he couldn't help but slowly put down the phone, and then turned his head suddenly, only to find that the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at him........

"How are you ........?"

When Biryukov saw the comer, his already frightened face was even more stern, but before he could speak, Vladimir Butin, the chief of staff of the fleet, who had maintained a posture of raising his gun, smiled slightly, but this smile was as cold as a cold snap in Siberia, cold and piercing:

"If I don't come, how can I know about your despicable deeds?"

As he spoke, Butin's other hand seemed to be magical, took out a portable tape recorder, and then pressed the switch lightly, and then the transaction between Sironov and Biryukov just now sounded clearly and loudly in this empty command room, hearing this familiar greedy voice, Biryukov can be said to be like ashes, but in the next moment, he flashed coldly, quietly put his hand into his waist, and then suddenly pulled out the matching gun, and pointed at Bukin with a cruel smile:

"Die....... Bang~~~~"

A crisp gunshot, suddenly sounded in the cabin, looking at each other Bujing and Biryukov both pointed their guns at each other, a moment later, a wisp of green smoke rose from Butin's pistol, at the same time Biryukov felt a piercing pain in his chest, looked down, a hideous blood hole appeared in the heart, and suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and fell straight down......... (To be continued.) )