At the beginning, the United States bombed the Chinese Embassy in Yugoslavia, not because officials could not openly ask for parts of the F117 stealth fighter, and in the end, the two sides only made a frivolous "accidental bombing" to define the attack.

The Chinese paid for the lives of several innocent people, but in exchange for the great leap forward in fighter stealth technology.

Whether it is a gain or a loss, it is still impossible to talk about the coffin.

Some people may say that they used a few reporters and embassies to cover the loot, thinking that the Americans would not dare and would not do, but the reality is not what those people think.

The Americans dared, and they did it, and the high-sounding sentence that the map was too old and bombed by mistake.

Why don't you use a map from 300 years ago, but China doesn't dare to go back, and it can't go back.

This one is spread out, and neither side can get off the stage.

The United States also wants to calm things down, they dare not expand, and China cannot completely start a war with the United States because of this incident, so it can only drag it out in a low-key manner and use time to smooth out the impact of this incident.

Otherwise, once the face is torn apart at that time, the two countries will only have the result of fighting each other, and this war is not controlled by the two governments, and the United States is not ready, and China is also not ready.

The rules of the game between many countries seem to be very complicated, but they are very simple, and behind this simplicity are all kinds of unimaginable interest relationships.

Although the attack on the space training center this time touched the bottom of China, it does not mean that the whole world will shout loudly, I have been beaten, I have been bullied.

As an ally, the country nods at most, it's over, it's my business.

As an enemy country, it gloated and fought well, which was another victory, and then countless armed groups sprang up that wanted to show their faces and put gold on their faces in order to attract all kinds of "brokers" or "agents" business.

Al Qaeda did this at the beginning, but in the end it went overboard, thinking that "God is the boss, I am the second", and it was difficult to control, so he buried himself, thinking that Al Qaeda was an organization supported by the United States, and since 1987, some Al Qaeda elements have obtained visas at the US Embassy in Saudi Arabia and went to the United States for training.

Even the growth process of the Taliban is the same, and many people in the outside world think that the Americans are shooting themselves in the foot, but who has the last laugh, except for Bush Sr. or Bush Jr., the Americans have sent it, and the Bush family has also sent it.

As expected, as soon as the attack on the Fifth Space Training Center occurred, the Chinese official still kept it hidden, but several terrorist organizations jumped out and clamored to take full responsibility, and they were not afraid of being retaliated against by the Chinese, anyway, there has always been hatred on weekdays, there are more lice and no itching, and there are more debts, and the horizontal and vertical Chinese will not let themselves go, it is better to put more gold on their faces to show how capable they are.

In a Chinese local proverb, these guys are born to eat guns.

"There are a lot of soldiers in the training center today, and martial law has begun in the whole area, and now a curfew will be implemented from six o'clock in the evening, and dinner will be sent to the room by someone. And not just for your safety. ，”

After completing the notification task, Major General Sun finally reminded everyone.

"Yes!"

Everyone said in unison.

With the departure of Major General Sun, the others seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and the expressions on their faces were much better, and they each made excuses to return to their dormitories.

Sure enough, as Major General Sun said, the accommodation area of the astronaut candidates was blocked, not only covered by machine gun fortresses, but also military dogs with crimson tongues and followed to stand guard.

Most of the candidates returned to their rooms to rest and wait for meals to be delivered to their doors in preparation for next week's training, and even veteran pilots could not predict whether they would still be able to land safely after every takeoff.

agoodlandingisonefromwhichyoucanwalkaway.agreatlandingisoneafterwhichtheycanusetheplaneagain.

(A "successful" landing, meaning you can get out of the cabin; A "perfect" landing, that is, the plane can be reused. )

There are old pilots, and there are brave pilots.

However, there were no brave old pilots.

Pilots who can enjoy higher pay than other branches of the military are destined to be high-risk professions, so no one will joke with their lives, regardless of whether there is a flight mission or not, in their free time will always choose to recharge their energy and accumulate the best spirit to meet the liftoff.

However, there are still a few people who do not return to their rooms, but sit down in the lounge area of several sofas in the middle of the dormitory aisle and discuss their own topics.

After a while, the dietitian arrived with the staff of the canteen pushing the dining cart, and the chaos in the training center was still unsettled, so out of protection, the candidates no longer went to the canteen to eat on their own as usual.

Everyone was given a beautiful food box.

Sometimes, perhaps based on the instinctive desire for destruction, some foods that are close to art can arouse people's appetite more.

The full-time task of these dietitians is not only to provide a perfect diet, but also to ensure that the recipients are able to eat all the food in a happy mood.

"Number 1, it's your dinner!"

Lin Mo's nutritionist took down the lunch boxes, which took up almost a quarter of the food truck's capacity.

Well, it's like feeding the pigs, for such a foodie, the nutritionist completely gave up his principles, but he stuffed big fish and meat.

Five or six lunch boxes, put together almost 20 people.

Although a lot of highly concentrated nutritional energy bars are given, normal food still has to be given, and if it destroys the normal appetite and taste of human beings, it is definitely not suitable for the profession of astronauts whose physical fitness tends to be perfect.

"Oh, thank you!"

Lin Mo took the lunch box and placed it on the small dining table in the living room, which almost filled the entire table.

The cutlery is silver-plated titanium chopsticks and spoons, which are not only lightweight and durable, but also easy to clean and disinfect.

Lin Mo grabbed the titanium alloy chopsticks, and when he opened the lunch box to see what surprise the nutritionist would give him today, he suddenly heard a ding, and the chopsticks in his hand suddenly sank.

"What sound?"

The dietitian stopped his record, his face a little suspicious.

"Oh, nothing?"

Lin Mo hurriedly covered up and said, just now he saw a metal bead as big as a soybean fall from one of the chopsticks and smashed it on the soup spoon.

He quickly picked it up and slapped the watch on his left wrist, and felt the watch tremble and the beads disappeared.

The guy finally knew that he was back, and Lin Mo breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart.

"Oh, hurry up and finish eating, someone will come to collect it in an hour, don't run around at night after eating, if there is anything, you can call the switchboard number 6001."

After collecting Lin Mo's physiological index at the same time, the dietitian followed the dining car.

As soon as the nutritionist left, Lin Mo closed the door as soon as possible and locked it.

Quickly untied the watch and threw it on the dining table, Lin Mo questioned the gold coin that had been integrated into the watch and said, "Come on, where did you run to and what did you do?" ”

"Hee-hee!" The watch began to disassemble and reconstruct into a cube, which is exactly the shape of the "Tinder" unit module, which is its favorite bluffing form, and it is also the form that can best cover Lin Mo.

Everyone knows that Lin Mo usually likes to collect this kind of small ornaments.

The gold coin did not reply to Lin Mo's question first, but the thief laughed sheepishly for a while, like a weasel who stole an old hen, and couldn't hide that smugness.

"Laugh fart, it's almost upside down outside, come on, is it your share that the training center is attacked?" Lin Mo was anxious to confirm the real situation, the state institutions were extremely powerful, even if they were taken advantage of for a while, but once they acted with all their strength, it was very likely that they would find themselves along the clues, and when the time came, it would be over.

I'm afraid that once the state agency recognizes the truth, even Lin Mo from another world may be investigated.

Who can withstand a long period of in-depth investigation, and some high-level intelligence analysis experts can even deduce the truth closest to the truth without actual evidence.

"Okay, okay, the attack outside has nothing to do with me, and I don't know where a bunch of robots came out, it's really hilarious, but I really found some good things here, hehe, I earned it, Uncle Long's harvest has never been so big."

The surface of the Tinder Cube module shook for a while, and the gold coin guy was overjoyed.

"Harvest, what good have you done?" Lin Mo faintly felt that it was not good, all kinds of special metals in the aerospace industry were naturally indispensable, and there were even applications of synthetic metal elements, which was a fatal temptation for the golden dragon.

Lin Mo doesn't believe in gold coins, and is honestly like a cat that doesn't steal.

"You didn't expect it, this training center is underground, but there is a lot of mystery, not even much smaller than the scale of 'Dark Night', guess what I saw in it?"

"What? I warn you, don't do anything stupid, it's no less tight here than 'Night'. ”

Lin Mo was not interested in knowing what earth-shattering things were under the ground, he only knew that once this gold-based dragon was exposed, it would be dangerous for him to take care of himself, and this place was not as good as the road, where people could automatically make up cosplay and mechanical models.

Jin Coin didn't care about Lin Mo's attitude at all, and still said in his own way: "Dozens of meters deep underground, there is a huge assembly workshop, there are unfinished space shuttles in it, and there are space engine experimental machines, if it weren't for my Uncle Long to learn from Lei Feng to do a good thing, those robots outside would have opened the door of this workshop a long time ago, bah, bah, what am I learning from Lei Feng!"