Chapter 43: The Soul of the God of War (Part II)

Across a layer of seawater, seeing the fighter jet above his head flying away, Zhan Xia Ge finally couldn't help jumping up, pointing to the back of the fighter, and scolded loudly: "Fuck you, which turtle son is a bastard, at such a close distance, even if you use a cannon, you can smash the missiles one after another, do you want to blow up my brother and my life together!" ”

Huang Zhipeng also struggled to float up from the sea, and he exclaimed: "Big brother, that's a Su-27 fighter!" ”

The whole sea was a mess, there were crocodiles everywhere, two clouds of gunsmoke mixed with blazing flames on the shore were still showing their teeth and claws into the air, and the smell of burnt flesh wafted in the air, and the crocodiles that had been screaming around them and staring at them with the eyes of delicious food were all gone!

Suddenly, the two brothers hugged each other fiercely, and Huang Zhipeng shouted with tears in his eyes: "Big brother, we are not dead, we are still alive!" The people in the base finally came to save us, I finally didn't have to make a snack in the crocodile's mouth, I was finally able to see my girlfriend again, and I could go back alive to be scolded by my old man again! ”

Zhan Xia Ge slapped Huang Zhipeng's shoulder vigorously, he sniffed his nose hard, and shouted: "The pilot of that fighter is awesome, what a super pervert!" ”

First flying at ultra-low altitudes, using supersonic shock waves to disperse the group of crocodiles, and then using cannons and missiles at incredible close range, such fighter pilots are either crazy or perverted!

Huang Zhipeng hissed: "I think the biggest super pervert is still the boss!" ”

The Su-27 fighter flew over their heads again, and suddenly something in the air made a beautiful little lone line and was thrown into the sea by the pilot, making a splash in the sky.

Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng's eyes all fell on the things that were thrown down, the life jacket, which was also wrapped in self-heating individual rations, an air force pilot's self-defense pistol, and a self-defense saber. Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng roared, jumped and shouted at the Su-27 fighter plane with a heavy metal glow in the sun, which cost hundreds of millions of dollars, they waved their hands hard, they threw one flying kiss after another at the fighter, and they used all the actions they could think of to do to the fighter jet, expressing their happiness and gratitude.

Suddenly, Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng widened their eyes and opened their mouths together, and they thought at the same time in their hearts: "What does this perverted pilot want to do?" This...... This...... That's, isn't it?! ”

Under the stunned gaze of Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng, the Russian-made Su-27 fighter plane, worth more than 30 million US dollars, equivalent to more than 300 million yuan, actually slid diagonally in the air, using the vast and boundless sea as the runway, and played a forced landing in the sea!

Who is the big pervert who climbed out of the cockpit of the fighter jet and waved his arms at them, who is not Captain Zhao Guang, a Chinese first-class fighter pilot?!

Zhao Guang clasped his hands together and shouted at them, "Hey...... What are you two still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and get on the boat! The land above you is called Crocodile Island by the nearby fishermen, do you two bastards really want to be a snack in the crocodile's mouth?! ”

Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng glanced at each other, and the two of them stretched themselves and were stuck in the mud for more than 20 hours, and finally got their free bodies, and swam 200 meters away with their hands and feet...... No, that one is perhaps the most disproportionate in the world in terms of size and cost...... Boat!

Captain Zhao Guang was still sitting in the cabin, Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng were sitting on the two wings of the Su-27 fighter jet on the left and right, and the Su-27 fighter jet, which cost 300 million yuan, was floating gently with the waves on the sea. Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng grabbed the self-heating individual soldier food and devoured it violently.

"Don't worry, you're safe on my fighter plane!" Zhao Guang looked at these two insincere backdoor soldiers with pity and troublemakers. He didn't dare to imagine what the two big boys had gone through, he looked at the severed limbs of the human body floating on the surface of the sea, and the words of inquiry came to his lips several times, and he swallowed them back alive. He just comforted softly: "Eat slowly, I still have it here." I had already reported our exact location to the base before landing, and it would only take two hours at most for a nearby search and rescue ship to arrive! ”

Zhan Xia Ge filled the last mouthful of food into his mouth and asked in a low voice, "The submarine silent test period has not yet passed, and we can't send any distress signals to the base, how do you know that we have an accident?" ”

"A freighter rescued one of your companions who was floating alone on the ocean because of an arm injury."

Zhao Guang said softly: "You are tired, just lie down on the plane and sleep, I will guard you here until the rescue team arrives!" When you wake up, you're on the boat and you're ready to go home. ”

An hour and fifty minutes later, a battleship that had received a report on Zhao Guang's location arrived and picked up Zhao Guang, Zhan Xia Ge and Huang Zhipeng onto the battleship.

Huang Zhipeng and Zhan Xia Ge walked in front of the captain, Huang Zhipeng used his trembling hands to send the experimental data that was exchanged for the lives of sixty-eight of China's best soldiers and scientists, to the captain, he took a deep breath and shouted: "Huang Zhipeng, a soldier of the navy, on behalf of the captain of the ship, Major Sun Jing, reported to the lieutenant colonel comrade that our ship has successfully completed the task delivered by the superiors, and there should be 70 people, but there are 2 people, please instruct!" ”

The lieutenant colonel looked at the two soldiers in front of him who were already insincere and scarred, and then looked at the data storage in Huang Zhipeng's hand, he silently took the experimental data storage in Huang Zhipeng's hand, and slowly raised his right hand to Huang Zhipeng and Zhan Xia Ge, and saluted the most sincere military salute of a soldier!

"You've worked hard!" The lieutenant colonel whispered, "You have successfully completed the mission, and I am proud of you!" ”

Twenty hours later, they finally returned to the naval base, and when they secretly entered the port, Zhan Xia Ge's eyes suddenly widened, because among the few people who greeted them at the port, he saw Instructor Li Xiangshang of the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School, and ...... Fight Xinghua!

Zhan Xia Ge stepped down from the battleship, and when he reached a distance of five or six steps from Zhan Xinghua, he slowly stopped his steps.

In three years, Zhan Xinghua looked a lot older, it turned out that he only had a slight layer of gray on the tips of his hair, but now half of his hair is plated with silver threads. Time slowly wore away the sharpness and decisiveness of a soldier in Zhan Xinghua's eyes, and his face was no longer as resolute as before, without a trace of emotion and fluctuations, but had been trembling slightly.

The first feeling that Zhan Xia Ge felt when he saw his father was that he was old, really old.

Zhan Xinghua also looked at his son with a complicated expression.

The warrior song is taller, thinner, and darker.

This father and son watched silently from the port. Zhan Xinghua slowly took out an opened letter from his pocket, "I know that I made my own decision and forcibly chose the path of your future life, and it was not good for me." However, if you take revenge on me in this way, you left me such a suicide note, you are stabbing me in the heart with a knife! ”

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the letter in Zhan Xinghua's hand danced vigorously with the wind, making a loud noise, and on that piece of white letterhead, there were only a few big characters left on it by Zhan Xia Ge before performing the mission, that is, the suicide note he was going to leave to his relatives: Dad, if I die, will you regret it?!

(Demon boy recommendation: Under the stars, in the universe, inside and outside the galaxy, there has never been an absolute line of defense.) As long as there is the slightest shortcoming, I will be able to break through. "Mecha Starry Sky", link)

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