The Spring Festival is approaching, and laid-off worker Li Jianguo is getting busier and busier.

After moving into the new house, there were a wave of people who came to visit and condolence every three or five days, including officials from relevant departments, old classmates, old friends, old neighbors, and school leaders and teachers with sons. As for this part of the media, it disappeared only after Comrade Li Jianguo announced that his eldest son had a fiancée.

is preparing for the New Year, and there are more people who come to condole, and the level of officials is getting higher and higher. Yesterday, the county came, and the deputy county magistrate led a team of more than a dozen people to come in a mighty way, bringing a lot of condolences. The loss is more than 150 large apartments, and the boxy living room is 50 square meters large, otherwise there is no place to stand.

200 catties of rice, 50 catties of peanut oil, a bunch of health care products that I have never seen but can often see on TV commercials, a set of couplets written by the county calligraphy association, and 60,000 yuan of condolences money. The main thing is condolence money, 60,000 yuan.

Li Jianguo has worked in the machinery factory for so many years, and he is very clear about the style of these officials in the county. It would be difficult to get them to bleed. Last year's Spring Festival condolences were one or two thousand yuan, and today I gave 60,000 yuan. The reason is that on the wall of the living room where the portraits of Taizu and the commander-in-chief are hung, and under the portraits are six pieces of good news, sent back by Li Zhanrong's six first-class meritorious service troops. The meritorious service certificates and medals are all on Li Zhan's side, and the only ones sent home are the good news of meritorious service.

Early in the morning of January 11, 2011, Li Zhan set off from Beikuchang Station on his way home.

At this moment, his family ushered in another wave of condolences, and the political commissar of the municipal military sub-district led a team to express condolences to the parents of Li Zhan, a first-class meritorious hero. The political commissar of the military sub-district rushed over with people after a few bites of breakfast, and only informed the county armed forces department when he arrived at the place.

The political commissar of the military sub-district held Li Jianguo's hand tightly and shook it enthusiastically and said, "Comrade Li, you have cultivated a good son, and you have won glory for our Nangang City. Great achievement! It's another first-class achievement! And a personal honorary title from the Air Force Command! ”

Li Jianguo was numb, and said with a reserved smile, "It's all because the party and the army are well educated, and the main reason is that the organization gives him opportunities and the organization cares about personal performance." ”

There are many leaders who have been sent to see him, and now Comrade Li Jianguo has been cultivated into half of the leader, and his demeanor and actions are like those of an old cadre. He was not much older than the political commissar of the military division.

"You're well educated!" The political commissar of the military sub-district said happily.

Li Jianguo said, "The chief eats fruits. ”

"Comrade Lao Li, you and I don't have to be so polite, hehe." The political commissar of the military sub-district said with a smile.

In addition to the first two times, the last five times were all personally sent by the leaders of the military sub-divisions, and they were already familiar with it. The most important thing is that Li Zhan alone has taken charge of the year-end assessment of the military sub-district and the local armed forces department for the past two years, and has been an outstanding unit every year.

You have produced a soldier who has made seven first-class meritorious services in two years, and your performance in the conscription work this year is absolutely excellent, and the work of the relevant departments in your place is very solid, and it is an example that should be learned.

Otherwise, the county would have given 60,000 yuan of condolences so generously, and 10,000 yuan for a first-class merit.

"Comrade Li, there is such a thing. Isn't Comrade Li Zhan going home to visit his relatives, and the military sub-district plans to hold a lecture on his deeds and ask Comrade Li Zhan to come over and give a lecture on his deeds to the officers and men. The political commissar of the military sub-district said with a smile.

Li Jianguo is also a person who has seen the world, and it has been mentioned in the city and county, but Li Zhan has already explained that he will not attend any local activities, so Li Jianguo has always refused. The military sub-district is for the troops, and this should be fine.

"That's a good thing." Li Jianguo thought about it, but decided to take it safe, so he said, "But I still have to ask for his own opinion, I don't know his situation in the army, you know that some troops have very strict rules and discipline, and he is the captain of the brigade to lead by example." ”

In fact, Li Jianguo really didn't know how big an official the captain was, and he always thought that he should be about the same as the political commissar of the military sub-district of the Minister of Armed Forces.

The political commissar of the military sub-district did not dare to underestimate Li Jianguo, who had little culture, did not understand the culture of officialdom and pretended to understand. Some time ago, the demolition company didn't just bully their family, but as a result, not only did they not fight, but they also took the initiative to let it go, and once they let it go to the end, they roasted the county on the fire.

Not even a single tile was removed from the machinery factory, and the county took it back.

"I called him and asked, and when I went home to visit his family, the army sent him his mobile phone, so I could contact him." Li Jianguo picked up the landline and dialed the number as he spoke.

Li Zhan is waiting for the plane at the third-rate airport at this moment, and yesterday he was ordered to fly the No. 037 J-7E to the Chengloma transfer field, and the manufacturer will carry out the prescribed overhaul of the No. 037 J-7E according to the requirements of the troops, replace the new engine, and make some improvements to the avionics system, so that this fighter can continue to serve for ten years.

So it was convenient for Li Zhan to go home, and he flew directly from the third-rate airport to Nangang Red International Airport. If it is in Beiku, it is necessary to fly to Yangcheng or other airports with direct flights to Nangang Red International Airport for transit, which is very troublesome and time-consuming.

He hung up the auxiliary fuel tank and drove the No. 037 J-7E all the way to Chengluoma in the middle of the country, directly saving half of the distance, and also taking the trolley fee.

Li Zhan, who was curiously looking left and right in the first-class lounge, received a phone call and listened to what his father said, basically did not hesitate, and directly refused, saying, "Dad, my identity is not suitable for any preaching, you tell the political commissar of the military sub-district, I have discipline requirements here." ”

"You can talk to the chief, he came to our house to offer condolences and send good news."

"No, you tell him, or ask him to contact our troops, and the troops will order me to participate." Li Zhan said, "Don't say much, I'll be home in the afternoon." ”

"I'll let Wanjun pick you up."

"No, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhan shook his head helplessly, looked at a girl with a black silk long legs and a big wavy melon seed face who walked in front of him a few more times, and sighed in his heart, with the increase of credit, there will be more and more activities such as deeds lectures in the future, and the specifications will be higher and higher.

He couldn't help staring at the full chest of the girl with long black silk legs and big wavy melon seed face, and fell into deep thought: I don't know if I can withstand it.

The girl with a black silk long legs and big wavy melon seed face sat down on the massage chair under the wall where the flat-screen TV was located, noticed Li Zhan's hot and gloomy gaze, couldn't help but roll her eyes, and said secretly in her heart, the old lady just wants to be demeanor, not temperature, what can you do with me, the length of the chest and thighs is not my fault!

Bored, he set his eyes on the flat-screen TV on the wall where current affairs news was playing, and the news broadcast on it made Li Zhan interested. The Minister of Defense of a strong enemy visited our country and was cordially received. Li Zhan was not in a good mood, and when he saw the defense minister of the strong enemy, he seemed to see those F-22A stealth fighters hanging over his head.

As the world's only active fourth-generation fighter, the F-22A is a nightmare for many. Although we constantly comfort ourselves that we have a way to detect those stealth fighters, although we try to study tactics to deal with such advanced fourth-generation fighters. But the cruel fact is that we still have a large number of second-generation aircraft, and many third-generation aircraft are used by several units in rotation with high intensity.

"As soon as their submarine leaves the port, our sonar will be able to hear it."

"As soon as their fighters take to the air, our missiles will be able to complete the lock!"

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Li Zhan, who worked in the Second Division, has a deeper understanding of the gap in each other's equipment levels. Driving the J-6 Plus to confront the third- and fourth-generation aircraft of a strong enemy embodies the fearless fighting spirit of the pilots of our People's Air Force and the lofty patriotic spirit of our People's Air Force being ready to sacrifice their lives at any time in order to defend the security of the motherland's airspace!

However, if there are advanced fighters, who is willing to sacrifice their lives for the country?

Wouldn't it be better to keep this hundred pounds and continue to contribute to the building of a strong people's air force, and better defend the homeland and the country?

But no, we've been lagging behind.

"In the next ten or eight years, all our troops will be in three generations, and the situation will be much better by then, and there will be no longer any need to ponder the false proposition of using old equipment to fight new combat effectiveness every day."

Li Zhan sighed many times and told the pilots of the Eagle Falcon Brigade that they were full of hope for the future, and in 10 years, 8 years, 357 years, they were confident that the troops would complete the three generations. As for the fourth-generation aircraft, it is a dream that everyone does not dare to hope for.

It's like the goddess and the goddess, the silk lives humbly, watching the goddess swaying her waist in the spotlight and doesn't dare to imagine the day when she will be brutally "blown up". Fourth-generation aircraft are the dream of what Chinese Air Force pilots consider extravagant.

The TV picture suddenly changed and moved on to the next news.

A sci-fi fighter with gray low-visibility livery on her side, she flies in the air, and next to her is a J-10S combat trainer aircraft.

What the hell is that?

A strong enemy has come up with something new?

Isn't that the shape of the F-22A, the wing, the vertical tail, the cockpit, the nose, the canard, no, the F-22A does not have canards, and the vertical tail is painted with the August 1st military emblem.

What the hell is this?

The subtitle on the screen clearly reads "China's fourth-generation stealth fighter made its first successful flight".

Li Zhan was stunned, subconsciously stood up and stared at the TV screen on the wall, his ears couldn't hear anything, and he entered a dream, where there were thousands and hundreds of advanced fighters fighting everywhere to save the toiling people of the world......

"What are you doing?"

"Don't come here!"

"I called!"

The girl with black silk long legs and big wavy melon seed face cried out in horror when she saw Li Zhan approaching her step by step.

Li Zhan stared greedily at the fighter plane that completely subverted his concept on the TV screen, is it real, maybe it is a model? But the test pilot was real, even though it was just a blurry picture, but he really saw clearly that the test pilot was his senior brother!

It's true!

It's true!

The girl with a black silk long legs and big wavy melon seed face became angry, stared at Li Zhan, who was almost attached to her, and slammed it away and slapped it hard!

"Smack!"

A crisp slap in the face.

Li Zhan laughed, and everyone in the first-class lounge looked this way. Everyone is shocked, psychopath? Then they saw Li Zhan crying, laughing and crying.

The girl with a black silk long legs and big wavy melon seed face was terrified, for fear that it was the slap that would make this person stupid.

Li Zhan slowly squatted down and hugged his head, letting his emotions vent happily and vividly. It's real, the plane is real, it's our fourth-generation aircraft.

The mobile phone rang, and Nie Jianfeng cried and said, "Lao Li! The fourth-generation aircraft flew! The fourth-generation aircraft flew! You know you don't know you fucking know don't know? ”

Li Zhan quickly wiped away his tears, stood up and instantly returned to normal, smiled and nodded at the black silk long-legged big wavy melon seed face girl who slapped him, this slap made him dispel the last trace of suspicion, he said to the mobile phone, "Lao Nie, I dare to bet with you, do you dare?" ”

"Bet what! I'll bet with you to the end! It's true! I see it! It's true!!! ”

"The cost of the fourth-generation machine tie rod must be 2,000 yuan an hour! Definitely! Believe it or not! ”

PS: The third update!