Lin Youde looked at the report in his hand, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily grinned to his ears.

"I'm afraid that the Americans have never suffered such a big loss in the air force in World War II." He muttered to himself.

Although it was talking to herself, the voice was enough for Viola, who was sitting opposite him knitting a sweater, to hear it, she glanced up at Lin Youde and said, "That's mainly because of the suppression of the equipment." ”

"Not exactly, the light enemies of the Americans have also helped us a lot. They always think that their pilots are veterans with more than 1,000 hours of flight time, so they think that they can beat us with technology and experience, and they end up hitting a big bad head. ”

Lin Youde shook the report in his hand: "This is just what we confirmed in our camera guns to shoot down 200 planes, the United States lost one-sixth of its air force in the Gulf at once, and two aircraft carriers were heavily damaged, this loss is enough for the US Congress to initiate accountability." ”

"But we have a lot to lose, don't we? If the Americans insist on confronting the situation, the situation will still be very bad. ”

"Yes, but the good news is that the planes are all lost, and many pilots have successfully parachuted out, so we can make up for the loss of planes by transporting them to the airport in Damascus and then transferring them to the two river valleys."

"Isn't that equivalent to our indirect struggle with the United States?"

"Almost, that's all there is to the Cold War. The superpowers seem to be at peace, but in fact, they are fighting to the death behind their backs. Lin Youde said disapprehantly, "Of course, the form on our side is a little different, but the essence is still the wrestling between the United States and us." In fact, if the Republic really can't hold out in the later stages of the war, I plan to let the Germans go to the Persian Gulf in the name of mercenaries or this volunteer army. ”

In another time and space, the Cold War never really cooled down, the proxy wars between the major powers never stopped, and the wars in which the superpowers themselves went to war always came once every ten years.

In the 50s, the United States fought the Korean War; In the 60s, the United States began to intervene in the Vietnam War; In the 70s, less than ten years after the end of the Vietnam War, the Soviet Union fought the war in Afghanistan. Less than a decade after the Soviet Union withdrew from Afghanistan, the United States began the Gulf War.

It is said to be a cold war, but in fact the two superpowers have been engaged in a hot war.

It looks like the plane is going to repeat the same process now.

"Listening to you tell me about the history of another time and space, I always have a feeling that I don't want to believe it." Viola stopped the knitting work in her hand, looked at Lin Youde, and then looked up at the ceiling, "Obviously, we have known the horror of war after two wars, why do human beings still think of using guò war to achieve their goals?" ”

"Because human memory is short, the so-called good scar forgets the pain, it is human beings."

Lin Youde shrugged: "Even if the world enters real peace after World War II, when those old people who still remember the pain of war are dead, young people who have not experienced war will start to call for war again." No matter how many anti-war films we make, this trend cannot be changed. It is impossible for anyone who has not seen the battlefield and experienced the feeling of being accompanied by death every day to know how terrible the battlefield is. ”

"It's as if you know how terrible the battlefield is." Viola laughed, "You're just hiding in the headquarters and pointing fingers at the map." ”

"Who said that, I have been on the battlefield myself, in the Sinai Peninsula, I am on the front line in a jeep."

"But you're accompanied by a god, and you haven't experienced any real danger at all, have you?"

Lin Youde shrugged.

Deciding to change the subject, he pointed to the needle and thread on Viola's knee and asked, "Why did you suddenly remember to knit a sweater?" Belated motherhood finally explodes in you? ”

"Don't be stupid, Ysera won't wear my crappy sweater. Moreover, I don't want my daughter to wear such an ugly thing, this is for you. ”

"My daughter can't wear ugly clothes, can I?"

"That's right." Viola nodded without hesitation, "You can, who called you a man." Although men should also pay attention to taste in dressing, but when it comes to you, this requirement does not apply, and what clothes you wear, no matter how ugly and weird, will immediately become the new fashion. Young people will definitely rush to buy the same style to put on themselves. ”

"Don't you want to harm me, but you want all the young men of the country to wear the same ugly things?" Lin Youde showed a very exaggerated expression of shock, as if Viola was some kind of big devil.

Viola glanced at Lin Youde: "If you don't wear it, I'll take it and give it to the guards." ”

"Whoever receives your hand-knitted sweater, I will repair it, not only himself, but also his family."

"Where do you want to go, it's normal to send a sweater to your subordinates, this is a sign of caring for your subordinates."

Viola glanced at Lin Youde again.

"I don't mind giving it to the maid......"

Viola stopped what she was doing again, banged on the table and shouted, "It's a man!" It's really hard, anyway, I knitted it, and you don't like to wear it after you get it done. ”

"I wear it, of course I wear it." Lin Youde saw that Viola was impatient, so he decisively changed his words, "But you still haven't answered me, why did you suddenly start knitting sweaters." ”

"Of course it's because I'm bored! My daughter took all the work that belonged to me, and I had nothing else to do, so I had to kill time in a sweater. ”

"You can play chess with me." Lin Youde said, "If you think it's not fun for me to lose all the time, I can let you have a few sons." ”

"Hmph."

Viola snorted, obviously upset, but now she really couldn't play Lin Youde in chess, so she didn't say anything more.

Lin Youde stared at Viola, who was concentrating on the needle and thread in his hand for a while, before turning his gaze out the window.

"To be honest, the daughters are growing up one by one, and they won't stick to their side all day long like they used to, which is really a bit lonely."

Lin Youde couldn't help but think of the cute appearance that stuck to him all day long when Xiaolu was young, almost at any time he had Xiaolu around him eating and eating, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could pinch Xiaolu's pink little face and touch the cute pointed ears on the top of Xiaolu's head. Now that Lin Youde stretched out his hand, he could only touch Viola's hard as iron chest.

"You weren't thinking about something rude to me?"

"No, not at all!" Lin Youde hurriedly denied it.

Viola sighed and said while playing her sweater, "Speaking of which, Xiaolu should be about to walk to Istanbul by now, right?" ”

"Judging from the regular contact the day before yesterday, I really don't understand it now."

This season, Xiaolu originally planned to go to China to shoot, but now that the Persian Gulf is at war, the route from Germany to China has suddenly become longer, because neither the Panama Canal nor Suez can be taken, and the Yankees have stuck the Panama Canal and the Bab el-Mandeb Strait.

So Xiaolu can only go to Turkey and continue her journey of eating and drinking.

"That little one, I think she's really fond of traveling far away." Saying that, Lin Youde sighed, "This means that even Xiaolu has grown up, I said, dear Miss Viola, shouldn't we have a new daughter?" ”

"You go and say this to Isabella, I don't want to be resented by Isabella." Viola said indifferently, her eyes still staring at the work in her hand. R1148