The last missile fired a MIG -29, the left wing of which was blown up and burst into flames. The lilacs plunged headlong and heaved a sigh of relief. The dense Soviet fighters in front of her saw a piece of green carpet rolled over by tanks with a ray of light falling from the sky. The ground spread out all the way to the distant sea, the meadow, the forest and the lake, and the vast and beautiful Mongolian prairie appeared. The ten-winged knife was this vibrant land. Now there are rushing armored torrents everywhere. The tank sea seems to have submerged the rivers and mountains of Wan Li. I didn’t see her with my own eyes.
I don’t know how many times the sand table has appeared in this situation. The General Staff has been re-formulated every few years. It can be said that this time, the wolf has really come and everything is ready to plan. This can’t see the head. The tank is so fragile in front of the sea. If the sand bar is washed away before blocking the torrent of the Yellow River, the Republic will have to start the final plan!
The so-called final plan is crash and burn!
She blinked wearily, and her eyes were hoarse. "Fighter bombers are clear about the ground fire resistance. Strategic bombers are ready to drop bombs …"
A flying wolf came out from behind the J-10 and rushed to meet the fire resistance all over the sky, which made Lilac feel like crying. She remembered that there were 31 flying wolf two-seat long-range fighter-bombers under her command when she set off! These fighter-bombers were finally mobilized by various military regions, and now they are all gone! She took another look at the radar screen, which was coming from all sides. The Soviet fleet loosened the weapon launch handle, and there were no missiles. There were not even a few rounds of machine guns and shells left. She didn’t pay attention to the oil situation, but it was certain that there was definitely not enough oil in the tank for the fighter to return. Besides, she was tired of playing for so long. All she had to do now was wait and wait.
The missile that belongs to her
Surprisingly, the Soviet pilots didn’t fire missiles again, and the white-hot war came to an abrupt end. The teacher’s voice was anxious through the waves. "Attention, all regiments, it’s over!"
Return?
Lilac blurted out, "Our nuclear bomb hasn’t been launched yet!"
The teacher said, "The plan is to temporarily stop the return of the horse. The tanker has risen to meet you. The horse has returned!"
There was silence in the line, and there was a long breath. A colonel seemed to have lost something and asked tentatively, "Is the war over?"
The teacher didn’t speak
The colonel ga asked, "We lost?"
The teacher still didn’t speak
There was a big bang in the line, and it seemed that something was smashed by someone with one punch. I was mad with grief and indignation, as if my heart were about to tear apart, and it shocked everyone’s eardrums and made their hearts ache. "Bastard! ! ！”
After sasebo was hit by a surgical nuclear attack, the Chinese side and the Soviet side quickly reached a ceasefire agreement, and the truce took effect immediately for one month. After all, everyone did not want the world to be destroyed, but at the same time, the army had to breathe a sigh of relief. After the ceasefire agreement was signed, the frontline troops were fiercely killed, and the guns in the battlefields in Northeast China, North China and Northwest China gradually disappeared, giving people an illusion that peace had arrived. However, this is just a beautiful illusion. Both sides need to accumulate strength when the Chinese army needs it, and the Soviet Union needs to restore its ballistic missile defense system when it needs it. After preparing
血还没有流够
第二七章归来
一缕笔直晨光洒落天安门天已经亮了
歼十战机带着一身硝烟气息降落军基地丁香从飞机里跳来快步奔向师长语气中透着愤怒“什么要终止轰炸？我们已经突破了苏联军中防线苏联外蒙方面军主力已经暴露我们翼刀了！我们完可一分钟将他们炸垮牺牲东北和蒙战场战友报仇！”
师长冷静问“然后呢？”
丁香愣了一露出一丝苦涩神色“我们······还有然后吗？”
师长说“然后苏联洲际导弹拔地而起对共和国腹地展开残酷核报复我们战略激光统已经恢复了但是由于摩天岭激光剑被摧毁法修复导弹防御统着一个法弥补缺口大批苏联洲际导弹将从这个缺口杀入将我们每一座城市都变成废墟将我们整个国家变成停尸场！几百枚洲际导弹我们接得来但是苏联核武器库里有整整一万枚洲际导弹！”说到这里他也觉得胸口憋得慌力吐出一口气说“也许你们对停战很不满但是我可告诉你们了得到这一个月停战时国家是冒了亡国灭种危险！都······都去休息吧你们辛苦了抓住时休息恢复体力不过不要松懈谁也说不准战争会什么时候再次爆发”
Surrounded by several officers silently walked away.
Lilac took off her flying helmet and squatted silently on the runway in the morning light. The beautiful figure was so lonely and sad. She mourned the sacrifice of her comrades in the sky. Are they all right, especially Feng Ling, who died with his Japanese aircraft carrier? He said that even if he died, he would live in peace with Japanese pigs. Is he fighting with Japanese sailors now? He shouldn’t suffer for his size, should he? There are also auspicious three treasures that have not been linked for almost a month. How are they now? I hope they can be safe and don’t leave her alone. She is afraid that this loneliness seems to have been abandoned by the world. She feels really scared.
I don’t know how long she had been squatting, but she suddenly heard a quarrel. She got up and looked away. It turned out to be Yining. She didn’t know when she came. She was grasping a pilot and anxiously asking something. The pilot shook his head and shook his head. Lilac was slightly surprised and left quickly with a helmet, but it was too late for Yining to see her. She pulled the pilot aside and quickly ran towards her and called "Lilac, Lilac, wait for me!" The more she told Lilac to walk faster, the faster she knew what she wanted to ask, but she couldn’t answer Yining’s question. This nerve has always been that big girls see so few familiar faces, and everyone has had a little contact.
People are far away from her, and the sense of foreboding is getting stronger and stronger. They stop and say angrily, "Don’t hide and tell me where Feng Ling is?"
Lilac slowed down and said, "I … I didn’t know he was separated from me."
Yining said, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child? Last night, the army fought to the death and made the gods cry. How could he not attend! Tell me what happened to him! "
Lilac turned to look at Yining. She lost weight, and her military uniform was torn by shrapnel and branches. Her heroic eyes were flashing with panic and fear. A fear that she was about to lose the most precious thing, Lilac sniffed and forced a smile. She tried to say something to comfort her, but she couldn’t say it. Her hesitation made Yining even more uneasy, and she couldn’t help but want to call names. Lilac walked up to her and said painfully, "He … He can’t."
Yining’s face suddenly turned white. "You … what did you say?"
There was a glint of water in lilac eyes. "He couldn’t defeat the missile attack in the East China Sea War, and the main naval force was wiped out. He fought until the end, and even the man and the plane crashed into the Japanese aircraft carrier …"
Yining’s body shook as if she had lost her soul and fell down to Lilac’s load. She held her and called "medic! Medic! "
The medic rushed over and sent Yining to the hospital for emergency treatment. It took a long time for her to wake up. She was pale and scary. She grabbed Lilac’s hand, her eyes were wandering and her voice was hoarse. "Tell me honestly if he really can’t come back?"
Lilac said with tears, "There are six pilots in our regiment!"
Yining clenched her fist and shouted at the ceiling. She covered her face with a pillow. First, she sobbed and smoked, and she was depressed and wailed in pain. The soul cried like blood, which made people sad. Several little nurses also began to cry.
The -141 transport plane swept past Dalian with three umbrellas blooming. The transport plane didn’t stop to correct its course and flew to Beijing. It flew slowly. Liu Zhe’s porthole looked at the broken city quietly like a statue, burning villages and harbors, as if to carve it into his soul. Terrible murderous look burst out from him. The temperature in the whole transport plane cabin dropped to freezing point, not to mention the hostages, heads of state, and even the special forces who had been rolling around in the pile of dead for many years shuddered. His expression and mouth seemed to sneer at it. Everything is indifferent, but a little understanding of others knows that his anger has accumulated to the limit. If he is given a division to let him fight in the battlefield, he is afraid that he will be in charge of the war zone and even live chickens will not stay!
Two fighters intercepted the call channel to fly.
We are the transport plane opposite the Republic Army. Please identify yourself or you will be shot down!
The eagle in charge of flying the plane said, "Hello comrades-in-arms, this is the transport plane number for picking up General Liu and the NATO delegation. We have the access limit code granted by the Ministry of National Defense …"
The two fighter pilots were silent for a moment, and when they rang again, they were a little excited. "Are General Liu Zhe and General Liu Weiping back?"
Liu Zhe walked to the front of the stage and needed identification. There was a metallic cold voice everywhere, and everyone imitated "Yes, we are back."
There was a cheer on the public channel. Liu Zhe and Liu Weiping are millions of idols of the People’s Liberation Army. Their brilliant achievements made several soldiers jump for joy and excited. They were simply the embodiment of victory. No matter how bad the situation was, everyone saw them and hoped that they would finally come back. It was great.
These two fighters escorted the transport plane to the landing gangway at Nanwan Airport and put Liu Zhe out quickly. At first glance, they saw the generals waiting outside the runway, and there was a slim figure coming at them quickly. His wife, who was a neat freak, had already thrown his bloody smell and sweat into his arms and clung to him. He refused to let go for fear that he would disappear again. The cold general’s face was a little more tender, patting and crying, and his wife’s vest said softly, "Don’t cry, I’m not coming back well?" He didn’t say it was okay, but the more he said that the gull cried, the more tears soaked his shoulder clothes.
The Chief of General Staff came over and patted Liu Zhe on the shoulder and said, "It’s good to be back." Looking around, he saw a group of European politicians coming from the plane with a face of bad luck. There was no Liu Weiping. His eyebrows slightly wrinkled. "Where is he? Where is it? "
Liu Zhe said, "He flew the plane around a big bend to Dalian, and after arriving in Dalian, he jumped with Shaolin Xiaobing and Major Black and said that he wanted to go home first."
The Chief of General Staff shook his head with a wry smile. "It’s simply nonsense. It won’t change this spontaneity in another 10,000 years." He looked gloomy. "Go and see if the armistice agreement was signed. Two hours ago, we got a message that the Soviet Far East Theater Command was attacked by several agents, and many senior staff officers were killed on the spot …"
LiuZhe body a slight shock "that Han Yajie ….."
The chief of staff said, "She took the lead in this attack."
The joy of going home has disappeared, and Liu Zhe’s heart has been sinking
"War is terrible. Once released, the devil will
After entering Dalian, Liu Wei’s understanding of this sentence has deepened to a new level. Only two months later, Dalian has changed from a beautiful coastal city to a mirage. High-rise buildings have either been halved or overturned from the bottom, or from the outside, the foundation is intact. In fact, they have been blown into a shell with four walls left, and beautiful parks, playgrounds and even residential quarters have all been burned. Flattened by a gust of wind, the ashes and unburned garbage flew up and painted everything black. The port was bombed the hardest, and the fire has not been extinguished yet. Many sunken ships vaguely emerged from the sea to tell everyone that the waterway has been completely sealed. Bodies can be seen everywhere. People are walking in the rubble looking for their loved ones and the once warm home. This scene is like a knife stabbing his heart so hard that he wants to roar.
His house was not bombed, but the lawn was swept out by a row of machine guns, which was more than half a meter deep. The cypress tree outside the window was burned into a charcoal column. Unfortunately, fortunately, people have to open the iron gate and can’t hear the familiar wolves and dogs barking. The big German shepherd still stays in the kennel waiting for his master to come back. It has been smashed into two pieces by machine guns from the sky and changed into a pile of bones. It can no longer run enthusiastically to and from the owner. It jumped on Shaolin Xiaobing and Major Black to stay outside and watch out. Liu Weiping habitually put a piece of bread outside the kennel.
German shepherd didn’t come out
He pulled open the quaint wooden door and walked in. The living room floor was still shiny. Everything was in good order, as if our genius had cleaned it up. There was a layer of dust on the desktop and sofa.
He walked slowly along the stairs.
In such a big family, you can hear his footsteps, children laugh, the melody is light and melodious, and the piano is not too cold.
The second floor is also neat. The windows are closed, the curtains are leaking, and the sunshine is blocked. In such fine weather, Han Yajie will open the window to play the piano or teach Liu Hua to play the piano. The piano is placed next to the piano. The damage is that the violinist is gone, and the little girl who plays the piano can’t either.
He stared at all this in a trance.
Is this war? He has always longed for war, longed for war, and proved himself eager to defeat powerful opponents in the war. Although he will not take the initiative to start a war, war is indeed his greatest pleasure. Seeing one opponent after another fall in front of him and watching the Republic run over the bodies of these opponents rolling forward, his heart is filled with joy and pride, but he is now facing a large-scale war.
Fighting against his former powerful opponent, he can’t help but feel a little scared. How many families have been torn apart in this war like him?
He owes a debt to the people of this country and this land, which he will never pay off.
The woman on the wall with a red flower on her chest and a hint of heroic spirit in her elegance is quietly looking at him. Her eyes are as gentle as a dream, which makes his heart ache again. He looks at her blankly and says softly, "You stupid woman, you never listen to anything I say?"
I’m telling you, war is a man’s business. When a woman walks away, you stare on the spot.
I’m telling you, I’m a super family lover. Even if I’m abducted to Mars, I’ll try to hijack a uf and let aliens send me back. You reach out and crush my face into a pig’s head.
I’m telling you, if I die, don’t be sad. I should be proud. You pinched my arm black and blue.
I also told you that I owe you too much when I get married, and I will pay you back twice as much. You said that people have a generation.
You always complain that women get old easily. I made a wish to time more than once. My wife is a great beauty. Don’t hurt her. She promised me to walk slowly.
During that time in Europe, I was surrounded by enemies and everyone could pull out a gun to kill me or send me to the hands of a special organization with a tip-off. I dragged my injured leg around and couldn’t even ask the embassy for help, but I never gave up because I knew you were still waiting for me at home, and I would climb back even if I climbed. Now I’m back, but you can’t …
The gaunt general picked up the harpsichord and pulled the bow, which was deep and desolate, with an indescribable sadness. The harpsichord floated to the dusty street city and echoed sadly. This is the theme song of Hero, Peace Day, which was a beautiful wish in the era when the seven countries competed for hegemony. Peace Day inevitably brought despair and sadness to that era, but even if the musician’s skills were perfect, it was difficult to express the people in that era in the war. He pulled the bow, and his ears were filled with the roar of iron horses, the loud noise of Jin Ge’s cross-attack, the fierce generals laughing wildly and the civilians crying and pleading. This piano has brought him back to the warring States period.
Conspiracy, interests, ambitions and ambitions are all incentives for war. There are thousands of ways to break out of war, but there is one way to end it.
That is peace.
Immersed in his own thoughts, the general didn’t notice that the tree outside the window had been burned into a charcoal column by a big fire from the sky.