Then, as the first of the Sea and Air Eagle Regiment, he tried to maintain his excellent social etiquette and personal qualities, but the emotions that surged out of his heart made him lose what he kept in his heart all the time, and he couldn't help but explode for the first time in five years.

Foul language, swearing, such behavior is insulting to Sven, insulting the identity of Tianjiao, and will affect the image of individuals and soldiers.

Since he aspired to become a celestial pride, Saker has been restraining himself, trying to or even completely restraining swearing, learning harmonica and bamboo flute on weekdays, cultivating sentiment with music, reading Analects in his spare time, enriching the spiritual world and the principles of life.

Saker is proud, but he is never arrogant, no matter what the situation, even when there is friction and conflict with his comrades, he never scolds.

However, he is now exploding foul for the first time in five years.

Because, Saker dares to guarantee that whoever sees this picture in front of him, and experiences it himself, can't help but be like him-

A fighter jet was shot down by a rifle!

Yes, that's right, with a rifle!

The gun is the most familiar 95-1 automatic rifle of the Saker, and the fighter is the famous J-15 'Flying Shark' heavy carrier-based aircraft.

But after the two were combined, Saker instantly became a scumbag and couldn't understand it at all.

How?

Can this kind of operation really be achieved by rifle fighting?

Although Saker watched the shooting No. 578 J-15 'Flying Shark' spin out of control and crash and explode, he still couldn't believe this cruel fact.

Unbelievable!

It's unbelievable!

Looking at the fire clouds and the wreckage of the fighter plane mixed with black smoke in front of him, the flying falcon was full of doubts in his heart, and he only felt that his eyes were illusory, and the whole person seemed to be in a dream, and he couldn't distinguish reality.

Not only the Saker that reacted the fastest, but also everyone who was running and retreating around them, all stopped, their eyes widened, their mouths open, and their minds went blank, as if they had seen a ghost.

"What the fuck is this?!"

"Damn, this Nima!"

"Knocked down the J-15 with 95-1???"

"I'm ...... And the operation of a rifle to fight a plane? ”

Boils!

Shock!

After a short period of sluggishness, looking at an extremely shocking picture in the distance, the entire pool was like boiling water, and everyone was completely in a state of boiling, and the sound came and went.

This is the shock that goes deep into the heart, Zhou Hai's action of shooting down the J-15 'Flying Shark' fighter with a 95-1 automatic rifle is like a sharp knife piercing everyone's heart!

Rifles hit planes, or the third-and-a-half-generation J-15?

God, is this serious?

Are you kidding?

The surging heat wave, the dazzling fire clouds containing a different kind of beauty, the wreckage of the fighter plane wrapped in flames, Zhou Hai's upright posture like a towering mountain, this picture in front of him deeply shocked everyone in the pool, touched the sensitive and fragile nerve in everyone's mind, and opened the door to a new world.

At this moment, everyone in the pool is going crazy, whether it is all the pilots participating in the training, or the base guards who have been robbed of their guns, or the aviation doctors, air crews and ground crews, their inner world has been completely turned upside down, so that they don't even have a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives after the disaster.

Glad!

Be glad to have survived and breathe in the fresh and vibrant air.

According to common sense, if you can avoid being hit by an out-of-control fighter plane and escape death, people will have a feeling of happiness in their hearts, happy, excited and excited, and many emotional people will even shed tears containing happiness, cheering, dancing and celebrating with their hands.

To be alive is to be happy, to celebrate.

However, the people who were saved from death did not feel this way, did not have the slightest idea of celebrating their survival, and did not have the emotions and reactions that normal people should have.

Not even the most basic happiness.

Happy?

No.

Moved, excited, happy?

None of these things are either.

The situation came too suddenly, and it was too shocking!

"What's going on?" In the tower, the anxious middle-aged controller, holding the high-powered military telescope with both hands, looked at the wreckage of the fighter plane more than 1,000 meters away, his face was full of astonishment, and his eyes widened.

What's going on?

The out-of-control No. 578 J-15 seems to have been shot down with a rifle?

Everyone in the Qingcheng base was stunned, in a state of confusion, staring at the heat wave and high temperature flames that were constantly rolling in the sky, as well as the wreckage of the fighter plane only two hundred meters away from the pool in the northwest area of the base.

The picture seems to freeze frame, and the wreckage of the body in the northwest corner of the base becomes the focus of the audience.

"Bang!"

A white umbrella flower bloomed, and after the HTY-8 dual-state ejection seat flew dozens of meters towards the ground, the parachute system was activated at an altitude of 50 meters.

The umbrella flowers moved with the wind, falling slowly like gentle dandelion seeds, and soon landed safely, and the battlefield ambulances and fire trucks sped up as if they had just woken up from a dream, rushing towards the place where the ship flew and landed.

"It's beautiful, and it feels good."

The crisis was lifted, the tense nerves were soothed, and Zhou Hai also returned to a normal state, enjoying the beautiful scenery with leisure and elegance, looking at the colorful fireworks in the blue sky with deep eyes, giving an inner evaluation, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Beauty.

It's beautiful.

The sky is blue, and the sun at the end of April is magnificent and bright.

The fireworks that quietly bloom in the world are bright and gorgeous, just like a red rose symbolizing love, showing their charm and meeting everyone's eyes.

Beautiful, moving.

And most importantly - expensive.

Not to mention, this kind of fireworks of 400 million yuan with your own hands tastes extraordinary and feels excellent, which is better than the feeling of setting off fireworks from two Typhoon fighters in the air battle in South America.

After all, this is a HNA gun, and HNA carrier-based fighters are killed.

Not everyone has the money to set off such fireworks, and not everyone is qualified to set them off.

After admiring it, Zhou Hai gathered his thoughts, put down the 95-1 automatic rifle with a fiery muzzle and emitted wisps of gunsmoke with both hands, and turned around and walked towards Dai Democratic League, who had regained his calm and composure seven or eight meters away.

Seeing Zhou Hai's actions, everyone reacted one after another, and their eyes brushed towards this figure.

Dai Minmeng looked at the oncoming Zhou Hai, his eyes were complicated, mixed tastes, to be honest, as one of the rescued people, after the shock and gaffe, he didn't know what was going on in his heart, and he couldn't bring up the thoughts of happiness and excitement.

He felt that he should be happy, but he just couldn't give birth to this thought.

"Report to the chief, the training of the air fly zero is now using a 95-1 automatic rifle to shoot down a J-15 fighter, the crisis is lifted, due to the previous situation is urgent and dangerous, the out-of-control fighter endangers the life of the comrades in the pool, have to disobey your order, and seize the gun in violation of the law, in accordance with the relevant provisions of the "Disciplinary Order" of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, the training air fly zero now requests punishment!"

Zhou Hai walked quickly in front of Dai Minmeng, his face was solemn and serious, his back was straight, his eyes were bright, he stood upright and maintained a military posture, raised his right hand to give a military salute, and shouted loudly.

The voice was loud and powerful, resounding all around.

It's not complacent, it's not an invitation to repay the good news, it's not a self-show-off and indifference, it's a request for punishment!