This is a materialistic time, and no one can deny it.

Ma Bangcai grew up in such an era, and his solid family background has always enabled him to have no worries about food and clothing, but he doesn't know which tendon is wrong with this product, so he left a sentence of 'I don't want to waste my time' and actively responded to the call of the school to put pen to paper.

Twenty years in the military, now ten years.

Ten years is enough to change a person to a great extent.

Layers of calluses grew on his white hands, and the fragmentary thoughts that once occupied most of his mind were integrated and replaced, and as early as three years ago, he had the ability to drive diagonally across the roof of the world while suffering from snow blindness.

If there was the slightest deviation and trembling in the movements of his hands at that time, he must have fallen on the white snow-capped mountain, right......?

The more he recalls it, the more he feels that there is a vague rule in this world: if something is not supposed to happen, then it will never happen.

Just like what his comrades-in-arms and superiors said about him after that incident - he should not die.

So, when should the end of my life be?

Twenty years later, when I walked down the busy street and walked across the lane between the traffic lights?

Forty years later, when the old and frail self was lying in a hospital bed, counting the drops of liquid from the salt water bottle?

Or is it just in the next moment?

"Bang Bang!"

The pistols that were equipped with pilots were not high-powered weapons, and even the magazines in the pistols were not full.

For pilots, there is only one situation when they can pull out their pistols when flying a plane, and that is when the fighter plane is forced to land, the cabin is forced to open, and the wolves around them are looking around.

In this case, one bullet is enough, not for the enemy, but for yourself.

"Let's die together!!"

The gale shredded the frenzied roar, the magazine was about to empty in the burst of fire, and at the moment when the last bullet was discharged, his elbow slammed into the red button on the side wall of the cabin.

"Comrade Pony......!!"

"Ponies!!"

The communication device in the helmet was connected, and Ma Bangcai's sudden shouting words fell into the ears of every participant in this operation, and the comrades-in-arms who knew him for a while and knew him well couldn't help but shout.

Tears and blood welled up on his face almost at the same time.

"Goodbye...... Ladies and gentlemen...... And also...... Squad leader, pay this month's party fee ...... for me."

"Click!"

The button has been triggered, and Ma Bangcai's face is full of regrets.

(I heard that this net cleanup operation was very thorough, so in order not to get caught, please allow me to write something that praises virtue...... Well, the food in the trumpet is very poor. ）

"Boom!"

One moment it was a gorgeous and stylish fighter plane, but the next moment it turned into a fireball, and the shattered body mixed with the smoke and fire radiated in all directions.

"Dead?"

The location of the explosion is still in the urban area, but after the previous guidance, the location of Mo Ye at this moment is already considered to be around the urban area, and the density of residents below has been greatly reduced. Although it is still some way from the predetermined kill point, it is actually in the interest of this operation if the target can be taken down with just this level of noise.

After all, their mission is only to kill the target person.

However, is it really so easy to end this target that alarmed almost the entire Southern Air Force and made the imperial capital directly order to take care of it?

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!"

A figure flew rapidly upside down in the billowing smoke, and intermittent coughing sounded in the air.

"I really didn't expect there to be such a bloody man in this year!"

There was blood spilling from the corner of Mo Ye's mouth that flew upside down, and it was only a matter of more than ten seconds from the time he landed on the back of the plane to the explosion of the plane, plus the pilot of the plane shot at him desperately and attracted his attention, this explosion really made him suffer a lot of losses, if it weren't for the explosion at the moment when he activated the shield with all his strength, I am afraid that he would have become a charred corpse at this moment.

It's just that Rao is like this, tremors and bleeding between the viscera, and dizziness in the brain for a short time are still inevitable.

Mo Xie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and he did not hesitate to praise the pilot who had just committed the suicide attack, but at the same time, he also realized that tonight's matter was not so easy to end.

The heroic sacrifice of comrades-in-arms will inevitably stimulate morale, and the mourning soldiers will win, which is an iron rule that the ancients have confirmed countless times.

"Let's go!"

The debris and fireworks scattered in the sky can obscure the enemy's vision to a certain extent, and for Mo Ye, there may not be a more suitable time point for escape tonight than this moment.

That's right, Mo Xie was defeated, in the face of such a hot-blooded son, even if he could shoot down at least a third of the fighters in the sky after trying his best, but what was the point?

Gathering all his strength, Mo Xie fell towards the ground in a large piece of wreckage.

"See off Comrade Pony!"

In the sky, the fighters formed a circle, and the pilots saluted towards the explosion point.

"Boom, boom!"

Several missiles flew out of the group and threw themselves into the smoke, which sounded the farewell drum for Ma Bangcai and also reduced the possibility of Mo Xie's survival.

No one was able to escape from the explosion, and these missiles were just an additional insurance.

"Mission accomplished!"

Radar and satellite surveillance detected no trace of the target, and after twenty minutes, the smoke in the sky had cleared, and there was not even a trace of hair left in that area.

In their opinion, the goal of this mission is probably not even ashes......

The fighters turned into black ghosts in the night sky, and disappeared in the sky over Spring City in a blink of an eye, and tonight's actions will forever remain in the conjecture of the people of Spring City and the word of mouth in the streets and alleys.

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The sky is about to dawn, and the beginning of a new day always makes people send their best wishes, but in a mine south of Pumstone Town, there is a man who is furious and scolding.

"Rubbish!

Zhang Ju sat on the Taishi chair with a Chinese face, the teacup that should have been held in his hand had been thrown to the ground and shattered, and in front of him stood respectfully six uniformed police officers, each of whom was tall and tall.

All of our men and horses are arranged up and down this mountain, although another warehouse is lost, but the people imprisoned inside are just ordinary children, we will definitely keep an eye on the Nanshan warehouse these days, and we will definitely not make a noise and attack the west. ”

A man lowered his head, he was the most handsome of the six, and at the same time, his tongue was also the most convenient, and in a few words, he exchanged last night's failure with a plan for the future, and found an opportunity for himself to 'make meritorious contributions'.

"Check it out for me! I don't believe that a hundred or so children can hide in the ground on this land!

Zhang Ju and a large group of men and horses kept watch on this hill all night, but not even a fly flew in, and he was robbed of prison, he knew what the plan, but he couldn't guess what kind of motive the master had for robbing a group of orphans who no one cared about.

Calculating the recent events in Pumice Town, Zhang Ju felt a headache.

From the beginning when Mo Xie robbed the government building and robbed the gold and silver without calculation and then scattered the wealth on the street, to the later masters taking almost 50 lives from the detention center, and then to last night's actions and calculations, Zhang Ju felt that everything was like a whirlpool, and the center point of the whirlpool was obviously the orphanage in the town that usually showed no mountains and waters.

"Take good care of the woman who was captured last night, no, escort her here directly, and we'll wait for the rabbit!"

Zhang Ju stood up from the Taishi's chair, his voice like a mountain rain was coming.