"Country roads, take me home..."When night falls, the bar inside the base is at its most lively.

For Nathan, he prefers quietness, preferring to stay in the base dorm, take a hot shower, and read a book rather than come here.

However, Steve must come.

Steve saw that Nathan had something on his mind and thought that he was distressed that he was trying to visit his family again without success, and what could be more soothing than a drink?

Have a drink, get a good night's sleep, and start training tomorrow.

The ban on not drinking alcohol before flying has long been ignored, and as the Vietnam War progressed, anti-war sentiment grew, and many pilots liked to take a few sips when they were not flying.

It's like smoking is bad for health, and then smoking is banned in the army, isn't it naïve to talk to a man who is on the battlefield and may die at any time?

From afar, Nathan heard the song.

Ancient life, older than the age of the tree.

It is younger than the mountains and grows slowly like the wind.

Country road, take me home.

Hearing this song, Nathan's heart was touched, Country Road, taking John Denver home, and where is his home?

Nathan pushed open the door and walked inside.

It's a little dark inside, only the lights on the stage are constantly turning, and a guitarist, holding a guitar, is softly singing this most popular song.

(Insert a sentence, when Hua Dongxiong was in high school, he learned this song in foreign language class, and the representative of the English class in the class at that time sang to everyone, and in a blink of an eye, nearly 20 years have passed, and that innocent girl doesn't know how she is doing now.) ）

"What do you want a cup?" Came to the bar, the two sat down, and the bartender in the bar asked.

"Two glasses of whiskey." Steve said.

"I still want juice." Nathan's words made the bartender almost squirt out in one gulp, come to the bar, ask for juice, is he still a man?

The bar is inside the base, and the people who can come to drink are also the people in the base, and the fact that Nathan came to the bar to ask for juice will spread throughout the base in less than a day, and it will definitely become the biggest joke.

What a shame for naval aviation! Even Steve was stunned, how did his partner change? I remember the time when I finished the mission, and like everyone else, I liked to have a drink.

Moreover, Steve had seen Nathan even drink spirits when he was in a bad mood, and now, it was as incomprehensible as a man who had no meat for a day suddenly declared himself a vegetarian.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's flight." Just then, a woman's voice came.

Nathan turned his head and saw only a half-race girl, sitting next to him, with long blond hair draped behind him, tied with a yellow strap. Underneath is a one-piece skirt with a deep V neckline, almost covering her round hips, underneath is flesh-colored suspenders, and a pair of high heels set off her figure more slim.

In this era, suspender stockings are the spokesperson of fashion, almost from the Second World War period, this kind of suspender stockings are a must for women, only in later generations, it has been reduced to the belonging of special professionals.

This is a sexy girl who manages to attract the attention of a lot of men in the middle of a bar.

"Major Emily?" Nathan doesn't usually pay much attention to such girls, but now he recognizes them just by glancing at them out of the corner of his eye.

She and Bai Bai were like two people in the conference room, at that time it was a female officer who presided over the meeting, and now, all of a sudden, she became a nightclub girl, and if Nathan was drinking juice right now, he would definitely squirt it out.

That's too much of a change, isn't it?

"Just call me Emily, it's private time." Emily said, "Nathan, you don't even drink, is it so that you can show off your flying talent tomorrow?" ”

"Emily, it's private time, and I don't want to talk about tomorrow's business." Nathan said, pushing Emily back with a word.

Suddenly, Emily showed a dissatisfaction on her face, the man in front of her, or the big boy, was too incomprehensible, how could he be so rude to a beautiful and sexy girl?

In the seventies, America was quite open, and sex parties were everywhere, and now a beautiful woman like Emily, who is a female officer during the day, can have the life she wants to live after work.

Of course, if you take into account Emily's department, maybe there will be this aspect when she was training before, and Nathan has preconceived ideas and has long been vigilant.

Agents don't use intelligence on their own people, but Nathan has a secret, and he can't show his feet and be dissected as an alien until he is completely used to here.

(Many people may have a misconception about the CIA, believing that every female agent is outstanding, extraordinary, sexy and beautiful, and can rely on her body to exchange for intelligence at any time.) In fact, there are not many female agents in the CIA, and most of them have no targeted training, just a few months of training, which is similar to that of temporary workers. And of course there are a large number of female civilians in the CIA, who are not agents and have no such training. ）

She was about to get angry just now, but looking at Nathan's angular face, her anger suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she changed her smile again: "Okay, I take back what I just said, Nathan, I have a few questions I want to ask you." ”

"You talk, I'll go over there." By this time, Steve had already quickly finished a glass of whiskey and headed for a lady not far away, apparently planning to invite someone to dance.

At the same time, Nathan was also left alone with Emily, the two are of the same age, I am afraid that there will be some sparks, as a person who has come over, Steve knows very well in his heart.

"Just ask." Nathan was generous, with a straw in his mouth, intending to drink the juice.

This is a habit in the previous life, no way, how can you drink before you have a flight mission?

"How do you know that the Soviets have to flip 13 switches to launch a missile?"