Five minutes later, the commander of the Philippine radar regiment sat down in his chair with a dead face, apparently knowing that something had happened. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If this matter is investigated, the responsibility of the radar regiment is much greater than that of the rocket brigade, after all, it was they who did not take over control of the ground-to-air missile when it lost its target, which caused the accident.

"Notify everyone, the radar is turned off, the combat alert is canceled!"

"Yes, Captain!"

In the headquarters of the Barcelona Air Base, Sanchez sat in his chair and said nothing, and someone had already reported everything that had just happened to Sanchez.

Sanchez knew that he was doomed, and that Kodivar and the head of the radar regiment, Cadoff, were also implicated by himself.

Slowly took out a pocket pistol from the drawer of his desk, this is his most beloved weapon, from the Browning series during World War II, and now there are less than 200 in stock in the world, which can be called a work of art among firearms.

Sanchez gently stroked the body of the weapon in his hand with his hand: "Old man, I didn't expect you to give me a ride in the end!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a box from the side, which contained all kinds of tools that Sanchez usually used to wipe weapons.

"This is the last time I'll wipe you, I hope you won't blame me!" Sanchez rubbed his weapon and said slowly, his mind slowly recalling the past.

He knew he wouldn't survive, and if it were only for the F-16 fighter jet being blown up, Sanchez would at best be removed from his post and then go home in early retirement, or even worse, spend the rest of his life in some politicians' prison.

But a battalion of soldiers died, and it was they themselves who gave the order to fight, then only the death penalty awaited them, or more.

Now for Sanchez, the best thing to do is to make a decision on his own, hoping that his former colleagues will not fall into the trap and that his descendants can live their lives in peace.

Five minutes later, a crisp gunshot rang out from Sanchez's office.

When Sanchez's guards burst into the office, they saw Sanchez lying on his desk, holding his favorite pistol in his right hand, and blood was constantly pouring out of his head.

"Medic! Call the Medic! ”

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Lin Qing didn't know that for his own reasons, the supreme commander of the Barcelona Air Base had committed suicide by swallowing a gun, and the radars had all been turned off, and the air defense brigade had also lifted the combat alarm.

Now Lin Qing is worrying about how to escape from the encirclement safely, he can't fly, Lin Qing's biggest support, the exo flying wing can't be used, so Lin Qing is a little helpless now.

However, when Lin Qing's eyes swept over the corpses of the two Filipino soldiers lying not far away, his eyes immediately turned, and then a strange light lit up, and the corners of his mouth turned up again, obviously he had thought of a good way.

"Why didn't I think of such a simple solution? Haven't I been using it all the time? Lin Qing cursed himself, and quickly took off the clothes on the Philippine soldier's body, Lin Qing had always disguised himself as someone else before, but this time he forgot the easiest way, he could completely disguise himself as a Philippine soldier.

A Filipino soldier who was supposed to be the cause of the explosion and was separated from his own squad.

It took a minute for Lin Qing to quickly strip off all the things on the Philippines.

While picking up his clothes, he looked around, fearing that at this time, there were Filipino soldiers surrounding him, and he would fall short.

However, Lin Qing was a little worried, and now the soldiers in the Philippine encirclement who were still alive were wailing and waiting for rescue, and the soldiers who were far away from Lin Qing received the order to stay where they were and did not take a step forward.

After taking off his clothes, Lin Qing hugged the Philippine military uniform and quickly left the place, and the body was also brought directly into the space by him, he was afraid that the later searchers would find out that he was disguised as a Philippine soldier.

"These Filipino monkeys are so small that they can't fit into them at all!" Fifty meters away, in a remote place, Lin Qing was struggling to put the clothes of the Filipino soldier he had just pulled off onto his body.

Filipinos are generally not tall, the average height of men in the country is only about 165, most of them are brought up by some mixed-race children, and more are short people who are less than 1.6 meters tall.

Moreover, there is no rigid requirement for height in the recruitment of the Philippine army, so short people account for the majority of the entire Philippine army, and the Philippine soldier who was just blown up by an air-to-ground missile and fell to death next to Lin Qing is a short man, and Lin Qing can't wear his clothes at all.

Lin Qing wasted half a day's strength to put on the pants, but a small part of the calf was exposed, these pants were really a little short for Lin Qing, if it weren't for Lin Qing's relatively thin figure, he might not be able to wear them.

After some effort to button his pants, Lin Qing began to put on his shirt again.

The Philippine military uniform is somewhat similar to PLA in dark camouflage, but there is a big difference in color, and it looks a lot dirty.

Lin Qing couldn't wear the underwear at all, and after trying it twice, Lin Qing gave up decisively, the coat Lin Qing wore on his body was barely a small vest, and there was still a piece in his stomach that was not covered, and a large piece of white flesh was exposed.

"Grass, dressed like this, a fool can see that this military uniform is not mine!" Lin Qing looked at his current appearance and couldn't help but complain about himself.

Now Lin Qing is close to a height of 1.8 meters, wearing clothes of about 1.6 meters, looking very funny, half of his calves are exposed, and half of his stomach is exposed, just like a person wearing cropped pants and a belly-baring outfit.

However, when Lin Qing's eyes saw the corpse of another Filipino soldier not far away, Lin Qing had a good idea.

quickly took off the ill-fitting pants on his body, and then took out an ordinary dagger and scratched the pants to pieces, the whole pants looked very torn, and the longest slit extended to the thigh.

The underwear was even more tattered by Lin Qing, and there were almost a few pieces of cloth left, and after throwing it on the ground and stepping on it twice with his foot, he nodded with satisfaction and put it on his body, and he couldn't even cover the two points on his body.

The two sleeves on the coat were missing, and the long-sleeved camouflage military uniform was changed to one sleeveless and one short-sleeved, and it was specially made into a zigzag shape for more realism.

After putting this tattered clothes on his body, Lin Qing lowered his head and shone himself with a searchlight, if he went out to pray in this image, it was estimated that he would be able to earn a few hundred yuan a day, it looked too pitiful, and there was no place to make the whole set of clothes. (To be continued.) )