Chapter 1148: Not a Greeting from the Sky
Larry. Bell is a workaholic, and a very regular person.
Wake up at 10 a.m. every day, skip breakfast, work until 12 p.m. for a hearty lunch, rest until 1 o'clock, and then work until 5 p.m.
Dinner starts at six o'clock in the afternoon, but the time of dinner is not very fixed, because I often need to attend a banquet or something, but every night at ten o'clock, it is basically Larry. Bell's evening working hours.
Working from ten o'clock until two o'clock, eating a little bit, the kind of food that is bound to be healthy, and then going to bed.
In general, Larry. Bell's rest time is around three in the morning.
Although it is now a critical period for Bell Securities, I don't know how many winds and waves I have experienced in this life. For Bell, the little turmoil he encountered in front of him was not a big deal at all, although it was indeed a bit threatening, but he could just press it down with his casual actions, and it was definitely not worth his change of schedule.
Not to mention that it's two or three o'clock in the morning, even if Larry. Bell can still work, and he has to think about other people, such as TV stations and newspapers, and people are not interested in staying up late with him to survive a big crisis.
So Larry. Bell will definitely rest on time, because he is a famous workaholic and a well-known routine.
The killer's favorite thing is the goal of a regular life.
Neither Yang Yi nor Anton are professional killers, but they love the goal of life with extreme regularity more than that.
Yang Yi and Anton took off at 3:30 a.m. and needed a 30-minute flight time to reach the office building of Bell Securities, which was basically the time when everyone was asleep, which can be said to be the safest time.
The helicopter was flying forward according to the established route, Yang Yi and Anton sat in the back row, and after Anton sat quietly for a while, he suddenly began to hum a song.
At first it was just humming, and then Anton sang, and although he was not wearing a helmet and did not have a talking headset, the pilot heard his singing and turned his head to look at him curiously.
Anton wore a hood and only showed two eyes, so his voice was a little muffled when he sang, and Yang Yi felt that this muffled-sounding voice was the reason why the pilot turned his head.
As a special service pilot of the CIA, who has never seen anyone or anything, simple singing will not arouse his curiosity, only when he gets on the plane and refuses to take off his hood, and sings in Russian can arouse his interest a little.
Yang Yi took off his helmet and whispered to Anton, "What are you singing?" ”
Anton stopped singing, and then he said to Yang Yi: "The song of the Soviet Airborne Forces, at the beginning I learned my parachute jump in the Airborne Forces, whenever the recruits go to the sky to do their first parachute jump, they will sing this song, this is a fixed track. ”
"Not a greeting from the sky?"
Yang Yi knew that it wasn't, he just couldn't help but mention it.
Greetings from the sky, this is the song of the Russian Airborne Forces, not the song of the Soviet Airborne Forces, and Yang Yi knows the tune, but he just couldn't help but ask again.
"It's not."
Anton paused for a moment, then he said in a deep voice: "I know that song, it sounds good, and I can sing it too." ”
"Oh, can you sing?"
"But I don't sing."
"Well, I'm just asking."
Anton took a breath, and then he looked at Yang Yi and said sullenly, "Do you know what songs we usually sing?" Well, I mean the kind of mission that knows it's gone, when you know it's gone, you can't come back, do you know what we're going to sing? ”
"What?"
Anton smiled: "Don't sing, we're used to silence." ”
We are referring to the black devil, Yang Yi knows, so he doesn't talk much.
Anton continued: "So who can sing? ”
"Who?"
"Soldiers."
"Ugh."
"When they sing, they forget a lot of things, such as they are dying, and when many people sing together, they can more or less forget their fears, or they are not afraid when they sing."
Yang Yi was curious why he would discuss with Anton what song to sing, at this time.
Anton raised his head and said: "Those soldiers, they will sing their own military songs, the first one must be yes, so what the Airborne Forces sing, of course, is the song of the Airborne Forces, not Russian, it is the song of the Soviet Airborne Forces." ”
"Uh......"
Anton looked at Yang Yi again, and then he said slowly: "I participated in the rescue of the Chernobyl nuclear power plant, and the accident was concealed, so I am the closest one there...... Cadets, before the many infantry went to Chernobyl, I had already arrived in Chernobyl with a survey team, and they began to sing on the plane, the first of which was the song of the Airborne Forces. ”
Anton twisted his head to the side and looked at the porthole, and then he said in a deep voice: "Because the Airborne Forces reacted quickly, they set off first, and one of them was a lieutenant of the Airborne Forces who sang first, and then everyone began to sing, so do you know what they all sang?" ”
"What?"
"The song of the Airborne Forces, if there is a war tomorrow, and in the end it is a sacred war, it is really ugly to sing, because some people are crying, but I am not singing, because I am used to being silent......"
Yang Yi spread his hands, and Anton continued to look at the porthole and said, "But later, a long, long time later, when I thought that jumping down was likely to become a mess of meatloaf, I also started singing, because I thought it was indeed a good idea." ”
"What happened to those people?"
Anton looked at Yang Yi and said sullenly: "The airborne troops are dead, and half of the expert group is dead, but there are only four of them in total, they know what to do, but time does not allow, so in addition to the situation you know, there are actually more people who have died, and I am fine, because I am too precious." ”
"And then?"
"No, I just went to look at it, looked at it from a distance, and determined which experts really did their best, and then when someone else arrived, I could withdraw."
Anton hummed again, but after he hummed a few times, he stopped again and said, "I don't know why, this time I can't help but think of the young lieutenant." ”
"Uh, don't do that, it's a bad feeling."
At this moment, the pilot suddenly said: "Reach the sky above the target." ”
Hearing the pilot's words, Anton brought a night vision device to his head, then he turned on the radio, and after doing this, he pushed open the hatch and looked down.
After determining the location, Anton looked at Yang Yi again and said sullenly, "Do you know what we will do?" ”
Anton stood up and grabbed the hatch with both hands, and then he shouted: "Ula! ”
With a loud roar, Anton jumped out, and the fast Yang Yi didn't have time to remind him to pay attention to safety.
When Anton jumped out, the pilot said lightly in the headset: "Man, how come there is a Russian?" ”
Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's not a Russian, it's a Soviet." ”
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