"Hurry, you guys go quickly, this place has been surrounded by the CIA, this is an escape secret, I'll stay and resist, don't hesitate, what you see is too important, you must return to China safely!" The country needs this thing! ”

"Lao Wang, you have to be careful, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to return to China! Take this information back and never let the comrades sacrifice in vain! I swear by the spirit of the party! ”

"Hmmm! Lao Wang, I will definitely escort Mr. Yang back safely, if there is still a situation, I will definitely die in front of Mr. Yang, definitely. ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's go......"

Turning around, Lao Wang closed the entrance to the secret passage, activated the preset explosives, and with a dull sound, the entrance to the secret passage was destroyed.

Bang, bang, dada...... Da Da Da ......

"Mr. Yang, let's go, the gunfire has stopped, I'm afraid Lao Wang has ...... We can't wait any longer, we have to go now! ”

Smack, slammed his hands on the tree beside him, and took one last look with red eyes.

"Hey! Let's go, Xiao Liu, I'm waiting in Kuala Lumpur! I believe that Lao Wang should be able to escape. ”

Then the two quickly disappeared into the night!

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

"Hello, I'm "Little K" is the person in charge of Kuala Lumpur, I have prepared two passports for you, remember, you are returning overseas Chinese, I will put on makeup for you when the time comes! Then at 0:30 p.m., he took Malaysia Airlines flight MH370 back to China. As long as you enter the South China Sea, you will be escorted by HNA fighters, you will be safe, understand? ”

After a short thought, "no problem, but we may have another comrade, he ......"

"Don't worry, if he's still alive, I'll arrange for him"

In the evening, eleven thirty

"Mr. Yang, let's go, Lao Wang, he really can't come! It's not good to go in with other passengers at night, and you may be found to have problems a few minutes late, after all, we are wearing makeup. He is not the first in these days, and probably will not be the last, he will not be lonely, let's go! They can't be sacrificed in vain! Xiao Liu looked at it and lifted his luggage.

"Let's go!" Yang Hui walked to the airport with tears in his eyes!

On March 8, at 0:41 a.m., the plane took off, and as the wheels were retracted, the flight left the airport and flew to BJ!

Cockpit: Captain Hazari is skilled in setting the flight route and setting up automatic cruise. "Farrick, this Boeing plane is really good, everything is done after taking off and the route is set, we can even sleep, haha"

In Kuala Lumpur, in a heavily guarded dark room, the sound of keyboard tapping is constantly heard, and the green data on a large diffraction screen is constantly refreshed.

"Sir, I found out that the two Chinese who escaped got on Malaysia Airlines flight MH370, which is a Boeing 777, and we have contacted the headquarters, they are inquiring about the flight route."

"Hmph, do these two Chinese really think that they can really leave when they get on the plane? They flew on an American plane, so I'll contact the domestic headquarters right away! ”

The staff immediately picked up the satellite phone in their hands.

"Sir, it's connected."

Pick up the phone, "George, listen, now activate the back door of Malaysia Airlines flight system MH370." Take control of the plane and fly it over the Indian Ocean, there are Chinese insiders of the "xxxx plan" on this plane, and we must guarantee the absolute safety of this plan."

"Okay, Rickover, the plane has been changed to fly to the Indian Ocean, what are you going to do?"

"Let's just knock it down!"

"This ...... There are other passengers on it, or we'll let the plane fly to the Diego Garcia military base! That's our territory."

There was silence on the phone, and soon a voice came out.

"Yes, after all, we need to get those two guys down, they have to die. If they get away with it after the fight, then we're passive. ”

1:20 a.m. Over the vast Indian Ocean! A Boeing 777 flew by flashing navigation lights. "Mr. Yang looks at the time, we are about to go to the sky over the South China Sea, and this time it is true, there are many comrades who are ......."

"Xiao Liu, don't speak, this is a public place, abide by the confidentiality regulations"

"Oh!" Xiao Liu was busier and shut up. Yang Hui looked out the window at the wing in a daze, listening to the faint sound of the engine in his ears. There are many thoughts: when will we be able to build such an airplane, I will die!

in the cockpit. "Captain, why do I always feel that there is a problem with the flight course, it doesn't seem to be the route to BJ!"

"Faric, you're young and don't have enough time to fly, don't believe in feelings, you actually have to believe in airplanes, especially when flying such boring civil aircraft. You have to learn to believe it," Captain Zahari said disapprovingly.

"Of course, young people, maybe you can talk to those flight attendants about life, or hook up with two beautiful passengers. When BJ gets there, maybe ......," Zahari added with bad intentions. Unbeknownst to them, the plane had been secretly taken over control, and they flew into the confused future, over the dark Indian Ocean, to the dark prison of Diego Garcia.

"That's not right, Farik's plane is really wrong, now we can't control it, oh my god what's going on" Hazari was terrified, he was terrified in the face of the unknown.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the earphones, and then a voice came "Hello, Captain Hazari, now that the plane has been controlled by us, you don't have any other ideas, now the plane is over the Indian Ocean, and no one can save you if something goes wrong." Be honest now and don't do anything."

After listening to this passage, Hazari already knew what was going on, it seemed that he was remotely controlled by hackers, and he accepted his fate.

"Farik, let's leave it alone, the plane itself will fly where he needs to go." Now let's start waiting for the judgment of fate!

With the flashing of runway navigation lights, Flight 370 landed at the airfield.

A group of soldiers immediately surrounded the plane, opened the hatch and rushed in several soldiers.

"Chinese spies come out, we don't want to look for you, now the plane is already on the island of Diego Garcia. You know what to do. "The American soldier was confident, he thought that the spy himself would come out.

Looking at each other, Yang Hui and Xiao Liu both understood what was going on, picked up the 3D plastic gun in the bag, and quickly pulled the trigger on each other's heads.

As time passed, life came to an end. Yang Hui was unwilling to die.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Hui opened his eyes, "I'm not dead." But as Yang Hui looked up at everything around him, he was almost speechless in surprise.

A strange and familiar sentence came into his ears again: "You still know that you are not dead, isn't it that the paper fell into the river!" You have to jump down to fish, you can't swim and almost drowned, tell you that I can't swim either, fortunately someone who knows how to swim rescued you. Otherwise, you'll die! It's just Braille and you rewrite it to kill you."

Yang Hui was in no mood to listen anymore, he looked at everything around him in shock, including the person who spoke, his college classmate Yang Wei, the famous aircraft designer in the future, the chief designer of the Raptors S, and the chief designer of the Thunder. and the chief designer of the first fifth-generation aircraft Weilong in China. In the future, there will be three aircraft designers in this dormitory, as well as Tang Changhong, chief engineer of Kunpeng transport aircraft, and Wang Yongqing, deputy chief engineer of Flying Shark carrier-based aircraft. Yang Hui stared blankly at everything around him, the places he once was familiar with, the people he was familiar with, and even his familiar self. looked at Yang Wei, who was busy sitting at the desk, and his head was in chaos.

What the hell is going on, by the way, some of the new young people in the test pilot yard like to read web novels, and the rebirth mentioned in them is quite like my current situation. But that's obviously unscientific, and I've taught those young people many times, read less useless books, and do a good job of testing flights. **People are staunch atheists and believe in science, but the situation at this time cannot be explained, Yang Hui is extremely surprised and puzzled. Why didn't he die, he still lived strangely in his college days.

Rebirth? Is this really the case? It's ridiculous when you think about it, but if you don't explain it like this, then what's the matter with yourself! It can't be helped, that's it anyway. It's good to be alive! It seems that this is God's opportunity for China's aviation industry, thinking of this, Yang Hui understands, he knows his mission to live a lifetime again! That is, through their own efforts, to make China's iron wings harder and China's steel sky stronger. Haha, Americans didn't expect to send themselves back to their college days. Thinking of this, Yang Hui was full of strength again, and his eyes were full of determined light.

I quickly got out of bed and saw a room full of papers and books. My heart suddenly became heavy. At present, the domestic aviation industry is backward in an all-round way, but the system is relatively sound, but it can only meet the most basic work, of course, it cannot be as comprehensive as foreign countries. However, this current defect is the meaning of its own existence, and it is to make up for those deficiencies, defects and regrets, to embark on a more solid road, to take a closer road, and to achieve corner overtaking! However, where to start is the most important question at the moment.