Over the Port of San Diego, once again a beautiful firework bloomed.

What kind of festival is worthy of such an expensive way of celebrating?

From presidents to soldiers, they prefer to believe that they just had a short-lived nightmare.

"I've checked again with the broadcaster, and today is indeed not April Fool's Day!" The host of CNN spread his hands and said to the camera helplessly, but there was a depressive excitement in his tone:

"The 'Feiyue' went down against common sense, causing the loss of two missiles. Ah, I should say they're lucky. After all, they've finally had a success, haven't they? ”

Just now, in front of hundreds of millions of viewers around the world, in the blue sky of San Diego, two missiles pulled white tail smoke, lightly bypassed the pink "Feiyue", and finally hugged each other intimately.

Off target, off target!

Aside from "incredible" and "unbelievable," no one could find any other words to describe how it was feeling at this time.

Is this still a passenger plane?

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"Mr. President," Admiral McKinson, chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, walked into the office with a report, his gaze drooping unnaturally and falling on the text in his hand.

Such a perspective is just enough to bring the president into the blind spot of his own vision.

"According to the investigation of NORAD, the first missile was normal from the moment of launch, but it was not known what happened, and when it was about to be destroyed, it suddenly lost track of its target. This, all the radars at that time could confirm. Therefore," the admiral hesitated, and said solemnly in a very low voice:

"We suspect that Huaxia has installed powerful jamming weapons on this aircraft, or that they have made a new breakthrough in stealth technology and are even ahead of us."

The president's face became darker and darker, and the whole person shrank in the sofa without saying a word, but the anger and resentment gathered around him were comparable to the inexplicable superstorm before!

McKinson ignored the report and put it on the table, and suddenly raised his voice with some excitement:

"The good news is that our team of experts has analyzed the structure of the aircraft and believes that it is not up to the capabilities it shows! Therefore......"

The admiral turned around and looked eagerly at the president:

"As long as further information about it can be obtained, preferably in kind, then all its secrets will be revealed to our eyes! These technologies will make America's warhawk stronger! Mr. President, I build yì ......"

His words were rudely interrupted!

The admiral no longer needs to express his will, because he has already heard the desired order!

"Shoot him down! Shoot him down at any cost! Not just for its technology, I want everyone to see, the end of provoking the United States! ”

It was like a war demon who had just crawled out of hell, and after being slapped in the face by a weak human, it let out a roar of gnashing teeth.

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"Mom, I'll just say it's going to be fine!" Zhao Feifei was in his mother's arms, and he was proudly obedient:

"As long as my husband and son are still there, in this world, there is nothing to worry about. You can rest in peace! Oops, how did you get dark circles under your eyes? I'll show you ......."

Zhao Guotai looked at his twittering wife and daughter, got up and sat down next to Han Feng, and was about to ask, but was stopped by Han Feng with a smile:

"Dad, I know what you want to ask. But it's a state secret, I guess...... You'll find out later! ”

Lao Zhao opened his mouth suddenly, and finally put forward his own thoughts:

"I don't care about any secrets. Han Feng, we are all husbands and sons of others, and we are also the fathers of our own children. I just hope that I can't let them be frightened even more! So, I hope, go home right away! ”

Tang Yue'er on the side suddenly covered her mouth and laughed softly, and did not forget to give Han Feng a coquettish look:

"I'll just say it! Husband, how's it going? Went overboard, right? Don't forget, Mom and Dad are still on the plane. It's better to go back as much as you can, this American devil is not much fun - they don't give you bonuses! ”

The crazy brother was a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose speechlessly, and said in a low voice:

"Okay, Dad. Let's go home right away. ”

- Brother can't sue you, in fact, this is the result of your precious daughter and baby grandson's greedy play!

Han Feng then picked up the intercom and said hatefully:

"Yuan Fei, stop playing. Pull up to a height of 50,000 meters, let's go home! ”

Yuan Fei's voice soon came:

"Han Dong, our plane doesn't have that ability, just the air pressure is ......."

The crazy brother is a little upset:

"Just pull it up!"

Maybe it was because he felt Han Feng's affection, Yuan Fei didn't speak again, and everyone quickly felt that the plane was going up.

Suddenly, Yuan Fei's voice sounded again, and he actually used a loud voice that he had never used before:

"Report to Han Dong, the radar found that four missiles are attacking our plane, the model is 'Patriot 3'......"

Han Feng was completely annoyed and angry, and yelled at the intercom:

"You don't have to worry about it!"

The crazy brother's love at this time was a little out of control. In fact, it's just a little gambling.

Why did Zhao Feifei and Xiaojin have so much fun, but they had to bear the charges themselves?

Glancing at Zhao Feifei, who was smiling as proudly as a nine-tailed fox, thinking of Zhao Guotai's "inexplicable" reproach, Han Feng's body tilted, fell on Tang Yue'er, and muttered angrily:

"Don't play, don't play! Lao Tzu went back immediately and concentrated on making a fool with Liu Shuai! ”

Tang Yue'er laughed and danced, but Zhao Guotai had a black line.

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After receiving the order, the Ticonderoga-class missile cruiser USS Princeton, which was anchored in the port of San Diego, launched four "Patriot 3" ship-to-air missiles at the fastest speed.

At this time, the altitude of the "Feiyue" had just reached 13,000 meters, and it was still within the combat altitude of 15,000 meters of the "Patriot 3".

Although it may seem clumsy, no one thinks of it as an ordinary civil aircraft anymore.

Since evading two rounds of three missile attacks, the fame of the "Feiyue" has reached a new height, and the "Tianfeng Aviation" behind it has faintly become a new generation of aviation manufacturing leaders.

Although I know that behind Tianfeng Airlines, there must be the shadow of the Chinese military. But what kind of appeal should private jets that can evade the most advanced surface-to-air missile attacks have for the world's super-rich?