Chapter 219: The Result That I Had Guessed (11)

Qianzi Ke smiled with relief, sent the phone to his mouth and kissed it, his voice trembling slightly: "Beitan, I'll wait for you." ”

After lunch at noon, Asa Zike walked to the back of the villa alone and looked at the familiar waterfall, the surprise of Qixi seemed to appear in front of her, and her heart couldn't help but warm.

Coming to the door of the villa, a limited-edition Lincoln was already waiting here, and Asa Zike got into the car and looked at the building with mixed emotions.

On the plane, a man in black led the woman to the small bedroom, and the man said respectfully: "Madam, the leader said that you had already taken the plane yesterday and would be unbearable to sit on it today, so let you lie on the bed and sleep for a while." ”

Asa Zike nodded, took off his shoes and lay on the bed comfortably, couldn't help yawning, and stroked his slightly bulging belly with his little hand: During this time, because of pregnancy, I seemed to have narcolepsy, always sleepy, and my eyelids were like magnets and kept attracting each other.

However, the process of conceiving a baby is both hard and happy, what is this little thing for a mother?

After a simple nap, Asakko got up and looked out the window, the plane was still soaring in the sky.

The woman sniffed deeply, and couldn't stop thinking about that man in her heart.

On the other side, there were several gun wagons on the vast lawn, and a tall man stood behind the gun trucks, with a loud bang, ten shells rang out in a row, and the buildings in the distance were bombed and dilapidated.

Mozu Beitan narrowed his dark eyes slightly and looked at the effect of the cannonball, nodded and affirmed: "If you make more improvements, you can achieve the effect of firing five missiles with one cannon." ”

"Yes."

Quan Yiling drew dots on the tablet, and then more than a dozen tanks drove in front of several people one after another, a huge heavy tank stopped in front of several people, the turret door was opened, Meng Xuan jumped down from the tank and patted the dust on his body and walked to the front of Mozu Beitan and said: "Boss, the tank has been tried." ”

"How's the French arsenal going?"

"All the arsenals under the sea will be transferred to the family branch, and the remaining heavy weapons such as tanks and bombers will be airlifted."

"Good."

On the other side, Zhou Nanyue came to several people with a tablet and said: "Boss, the aerial bombers and fighters are ready for testing. ”

"Start testing."

"Yes."

Zhu Nanyue turned his head and beckoned to a few rows of bombers not far away, 'Bang! A shot rang out, and row after row of bombers flew into the blue sky.

"Who's leading the way?"

"The bomber in the front row is the most harmful, Jin Zhan takes the lead, and the small reconnaissance plane in the middle is Wen Ming."

Mozu Beitan responded with satisfaction, turned his head to Quan Yiling and ordered: "Quan Yiling, you go and make a list of all the existing military weapons in the family, including the guns and bombs that were developed first, and give it to me, I want detailed data." ”

"Yes."

"Boss, there is still an hour before the actual combat drill in the wild jungle can be put into use, and normal training can be carried out at night."

"Good."

Meng Xuan looked at the military weapon that was being tested in front of him, frowned slightly, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call that he was familiar with again, but it was shown that the mobile phone was down.

The man scolded secretly: "Damn it! At this juncture, the woman was playing cat and mouse with him again!

After getting off the plane, Asa Zike dragged his tired body back to the apartment, and as soon as he entered the door, the smell of rice wafted in, and the woman subconsciously looked towards the source of the taste, only to see the prepared meal placed in front of the dining table.

"Zike, you're back, come and eat."

Asa Zike nodded, originally he didn't have any appetite, but thinking of the child in his belly, Asa Zike still sat at the table with dinner.

Lang Nianfeng looked up at the woman, frowned, and stopped talking.