Every day, Nana sits in front of the radar monitor, paying for the state of the day, because, early in the morning or early in the morning, the whitish sky does not have the thinking of Nana's mind at all, day, night, and the cycle is repeated, the day is dawn, it is today, it is dark, it is tonight, this day is the dark day tomorrow, give her a very simple distinction.

It was only when she was sleeping, that everything that appeared in her dreams really disturbed Nana's nerves, making her unable to judge whether it was today or yesterday in her dreams.

Since then, Nana has insomnia, even if she closes her eyes, she can distinguish everything around her, and she doesn't feel scared at all, her only fear is that she won't lose sleep, and the flame of love in her heart will burn, and she is afraid of extinguishing. She knows what love is, she is afraid of losing when she loves someone, and she must always communicate with her heart and his heart, so that she feels gratified.

It's very hard to love someone, now Nana's thinking has long forgotten the past, the past love, has been reversed with the time ring, there is no contact at all, she and Zhang Jianqiang's current love has returned to the starting point of the past love, and started again, so her current thinking is only a hazy period of love between men and women.

The pilots began to assign crews, and the captains of each crew were old pilots from neighboring countries.

Zhang Jianqiang's pilot is named Qu Lang, he is a very good pilot, he has shot down seventeen enemy planes, he is a very good pilot in the domestic liberation war, he never knew that if hundreds of millions of years later, the infatuated boy who pursued his cousin hard, and finally, dedicated to his cousin, now he doesn't know at all, in fact, his age is not very old, just twenty-seven years old, he was ordered to help this country, he knows that a country is invaded, it is like his own home, invaded a wild man, you don't drive him away, he and his wife don't talk about happiness, even the normal life of this family is affected, so, he sympathizes with this country, he wanted to drive the invaders out of the country together with his comrades-in-arms. This is the excellent pilot from a neighboring country hundreds of millions of years ago - Yunlang. He doesn't know his fate in a hundred million years.

In this group, Zhang Jianqiang and Yingge know each other, the other two team members, let the living also know, the last team member Bang Mang, none of them know each other, but they can also know, at least Zhang Jianqiang knows, they used to be together after 100 million years, and the women around him were brilliant and he took them away. The past is like smoke, because, they who have not yet experienced it. Even if he knows, Zhang Jianqiang's mind has long forgotten the past, because his fate has evolved from 100 million years ago, and after 100 million years, no one has ever been in contact. All the things in the past, all the people, have been forgotten in Zhang Jianqiang's mind, and the people and things that he is in contact with now have evolved in the current state.

In this way, in the era before contact, better friends, standing on the land of 100 million years ago, in order to destroy the invading enemy, came together, from the stranger to each other gradually became familiar, in a few days, began to go to the sky for practice, slid across the ground of the airport, five planes into the umbrella literally flew into the sky, in front of the plane piloted by Yunlang, on the left is Rang Huo and Bangmang, on the right is Zhang Jianqiang and Yingge, "We have now risen to the sky for a thousand meters, please note, we have risen to another two thousand meters" Yun Lang passed his instructions to the four wingmen behind him through the heavenly money, and the four people wore earpieces in their ears, "the four people then agreed" and "understood". The five planes then continued to climb upward, climbed to an altitude of 2,000 meters, and began to fly in parallel, the same as a 1,000-meter altitude, dreamy, Zhang Jianqiang flew in actual combat, looking very stupid, always felt that his body had lost land, there was no center, but his hands and feet were not very flexible, and after flying for a while, the order of Yunlang sounded in his ears: "Continue to climb a thousand meters high." "The five pilots of the five fighters fiddled with the control sticks at the same time, and the planes flew upwards, which was very exciting.

At an altitude of 3,000 meters, five planes parachute literally, Yun Lang told his comrades, this is the place where our fighters are hiding, and the current air battle, the strangulation of both the enemy and us, will be carried out at an altitude of 1,000 meters, and the maximum is not more than 2,000 meters, remember, this will not be a battlefield for air combat, this is just a hidden place.

Blue sky, here is the lack of my breath, yesterday, my feet are still walking the earth, today, I came, in the future, I will fight here, although here even if I was shot to death, there is no soil to bury me, but I don't blame, in order to protect the country, my soul is the sky of my homeland...... Zhang Jianqiang looked at the vast front, the white clouds floated left and right from the fighter plane he piloted, and his mind was full of emotion, he understood that in the future air battle, maybe he would be broken and float through the clouds, so that he understood that the future air battle must be very difficult. Life is not as good as this cloud, and it will be shattered at any moment.

He slowly learned to be able to somersault from the sky, swoop, follow the clouds and waves to do all kinds of movements, a clever master, leading a few smart students, any kind of skill, can be done quickly.

In the past night sky, there will be no strong activities, he can only stand on the earth, looking at the vast night sky, often have infinite flaws about it, the stars are dotted, the bright moon is crooked, he doesn't know that the night sky is so silent, he has a poet's heart, but he has never chanted his own verses.

Now in the night sky, Zhang Jianqiang often flies fighter planes past, and he remembers that his previous fantasy about it, today, has finally come true, this is like a dream, incredible.

Nana detected dozens of enemy planes from the radar and were flying towards us, and she passed them on to the company commander, and together with them, she immediately transmitted the information about the enemy planes flying towards us to our air force.

A few minutes later, 35 Sharp Knife-25 bombers took to the skies on the runway of our airfield. Zhang Jianqiang piloted his plane and rushed into the sky with the group. Climbing 3,000 meters high, the enemy's fighter planes were driving over 1,000 meters, and about 21 enemy planes flew head-on, and the captain Yun Lang spoke to the wingmen on the left and right through the intercom:

Listen, don't move, you can spread out the formation, fly at an altitude of three thousand meters, wandering is wandering, I want to rush down to fight, goodbye" After speaking, he pushed the control stick down, and the plane slammed down, leaving Zhang Jianqiang Their wingman really began to wander, and the order left by the captain was a holy decree, and no one dared to disobey it. On land, they were brave enough to fight with the enemy, and the bomber returned for the first time, but they had no choice but to obey orders, and after a while, Yunlang's plane climbed back to an altitude of 3,000 meters and reunited with Zhang Jianqiang and their wingman.

When he returned to the airport this time, Zhang Jianqiang learned that all the enemy planes had been shot down, except for two, and that three of our planes had been shot down, and that two pilots had parachuted and survived, and one had unfortunately died.

Zhang Jianqiang knew that this flight was a practical exercise lesson for the old pilots to the new pilots, and this time, the new pilots were slowly trained so that they could have practical experience.

Life on the battlefield, is so fragile, the original life of the comrades-in-arms, sacrificed, buried by the comrades-in-arms into the grassland, silent, in order for mankind to eliminate the war earlier, comrades-in-arms raised their guns, shooting in the direction of the high altitude, go well, we will definitely avenge you, after the shooting, the comrades-in-arms all bowed their heads, mourning for him, until the sky began to rain, they slowly left.

Zhang Jianqiang knew that maybe one day, he would be like him, beaten down by the enemy, and he would be buried here by his comrades-in-arms like him, and a group of these life-and-death comrades-in-arms would be surrounded in front of the tomb.

On the next day, he saw Nana again, surrounded by green grass, there was no half a figure, he walked and walked, tears flowed down his face, Nana was very surprised, and asked him, "What's wrong?" he said, 'I'm not afraid of war, I'm afraid of my comrades around me dying in battle, I don't know, why do people have sad ......"

Nana told him that if there is war, there will be death, there will be life, there will be tears, there will be conscience, and there will be sorrow.

Zhang Jianqiang has since known when people should have a conscience and when they should not have a conscience, such a truth.

He wiped the tears from his face and smiled at Nana, who felt that his smile was so reluctant and so embarrassing.