Is this Zhou Hai?

Is this really Zhou Hai?

Li Fu put down the water cup, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, looked at Zhou Hai, and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

Silent.

Ponder.

And a hint of relief.

"This kid, I don't know how long you can last."

Standing on the edge of the window, looking through the glass at Zhou Hai, who was as majestic and upright as a mountain, Li Fuli straightened his slightly wrinkled collar, and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Meet the enemy!

In the face of a powerful opponent, even if you know that you are invincible, you must resolutely show your sword and never retreat.

Zhou Hai already has this kind of spirit and courage.

At this moment, there is an empty space at the bottom of the office building, and the scene is a little out of control.

The more than 20 Maozi flight students who formed a square team had already given birth to a trace of anger in their hearts, their eyes were wide with anger, and they stared at Zhou Hai in front of them, making a sound that was almost roaring.

The sound is getting louder and louder!

The melodious baritone version of "Katyusha" has disappeared and been replaced by a roaring version of "Katyusha", and the majestic and grand unity with Zhou Hai is a fierce collision of strength, rubbing dazzling sparks.

This is a battle of spirit, but also a battle of honor.

For the Maozi flight cadet team, this battle must not be lost.

Marxism-Leninism is on top, but the other party is alone, if you lose, you don't know what kind of punishment you will suffer when you go back.

For Zhou Hai, this battle cannot be lost either.

When facing the Su-35 pilot, he spent a full hour, repeating countless emphasis, competing for honor that seemed ridiculous to others.

Here, on this land, even if it takes another hour, two hours, he will win the final victory in this battle.

Singing?

Who instigates whose grandson!

The song is loud and intense, like a high-intensity skirmish.

Again,

Twice,

Three times,

The Maozi flight cadet team had already completely sung out of anger, and the tone of their voices had changed, and they roared at Zhou Hai with a completely roaring attitude.

Zhou Hai's face was indifferent, he raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky, revealing an arrogant attitude, deliberately stimulating this group of arrogant Maozi pilots, and the shocking singing voice like thunder was like a tide, unimperceptible, endless.

At this moment, Zhou Hai, who was alone, ushered in a new force, the support of his teammates.

"Unity is strength ......"

Li Guanfeng, who rushed to hear the news, saw Zhou Hai facing the Maozi Flight Cadet Team alone, his heart trembled, his eyes were cold, and he stood beside Zhou Hai without hesitation, roaring at the Maozi Flying Cadet Platoon.

This red fourth generation is now somewhat in line with his appetite.

Behind him, Senior Brother Li Guanfeng rushed to support.

Immediately afterwards, a number of flight trainees from the normal training system rushed to hear the news, and a steady stream of them gathered in the open space of the office building.

Not only do these hairy people like to carry out surprise attacks, but they are also fucking arrogant.

The arrogance of this group of hairy people must be severely attacked!

At this moment, with the continuous addition of new forces, the scene became more hot and intense, and a battle between the pilots of the two countries started on the first day before the official start of the competition.

The content of the song is no longer important, what matters is the spirit and honor.

"Good! Very good! Very good! With our spirit and spirit! In the distance, the principal, who was accompanying General Mao Zi to visit the base, saw the duet scene at the bottom of the office building, a comfortable smile appeared on his face, and he did not hesitate to praise himself.

"Wu, who do you think will win?" General Maozi, who was standing next to him, narrowed his eyes and said slowly to the principal.

The headmaster stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were slightly deep, looking at the fierce scene in the distance, and smiled: "Kosov, do you think you will win, I think we will win, there is no point in arguing about words, let us both wait and see who wins." ”

Expect!

I look forward to it.

It is not only the duet between the pilots of the two armies in front of him, but also the upcoming competition.

Victory, honor. - These two things will always have infinite allure for soldiers.

At this time, an officer accompanying the Russian visiting team hurriedly ran over, holding a military document in his hand, and quietly reported the situation to General Mao Zi.

After the report, he stood quietly in the team.

"Wang, I also think that the argument is meaningless, but I have just received a report that a flight cadet of your aviation school No. 17 had a 78-minute dispute with our pilots over who would win the victory during the exchange of airspace and borders."

Glaring at the principal, General Mao Zi's reddish face showed a hint of anger, holding a brand-new military document in his hand, handing it to the principal, and he also did not hesitate to comment on himself: "Take a good look, our pilot lost, he said in the report that he wanted to destroy the damn No. 17 countless times, you flight cadet is very powerful, I think he is very suitable to enter the political arena in the future." ”

taunt

And a hint of anger.

General Mao Zi did not expect that the Huaxia Air Force would be so sinister, using a Chujiao Six to compete with his own side, and it took a full 78 minutes to argue with words.

Because of this incident, the No. 309 Su-35 fighter of our own side consumed too much fuel, fell to the warning line, and almost failed to return to the base.

Marxist-Leninist, it was a Su-35 worth tens of millions of dollars, and if it fell from the sky, it would be a catastrophic consequence.

"Huh?" Hearing this, the principal was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, and slightly puzzled.

After taking the military documents handed over by General Mao Zi, he briefly browsed them, and was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and a smile immediately appeared on the principal's face: "Thank you, but he is more suitable for the blue sky." ”

Accidentally!

Surprise!

The principal did not expect that a flight student would actually fly the Chujiao VI, win a Su-35 fighter, and quietly win a game.

Of course, to be precise, it was the pilot who won over Maozi, not the Su-35 'Super Flanker' fighter.

"Hmph, we'll win." Turning his head to look at his own team of flight cadets in the distance, General Mao Zi snorted coldly and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The headmaster's mood was obviously much better, and the smile on his face kept coming.

……

Time passed slowly, more than a dozen minutes later.

In the open space at the bottom of the office building, the scene was extremely hot and almost out of control.

The flight students on both sides were like angry cows, staring at each other without retreating.

Eight vigilant soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition quietly came to the area around the open space to prevent the flight cadets from fighting and having a physical confrontation.

"Enough, everyone stop, be quiet!" Suddenly, a base officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel on his shoulders and a Maozi officer appeared at the bottom of the office building, holding a megaphone in their hands, scanning the teams on both sides and shouting loudly.

Officer Mao Zi clutched the megaphone and shouted to his team: "Stop, Russian cadet team!" ”