"...... 'can'?"

Confused by Sarah's words, Li Gejian's eyes widened in the dark, and he thought of what was going on in a daze.

In addition to teaching the language, I am not ...... Shouldn't you speak to her in Chinese?

Realizing that the young major would be completely wrong, and the answer was even more unexpected than Li Gejian, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that unlike a typical oriental girl, this girl from France has such a straightforward temperament, "OK is OK, no is not OK", at first glance it sounds really strange, but if you experience it carefully, it makes him feel very interesting, and at the same time he thinks this girl is really cute.

Now that he has been allowed, although it is just a mistake, he is not embarrassed, Li Gejian, who jumped out of bed, walked lightly to the bed, but he still couldn't change the old habit of verbal squeezing:

"Here it is; Since 'yes,' I haven't said where I'm going to kiss, Ms. Sarah? ”

"What—what do you mean?"

With the faint light outside the window, the shadow was not very real, and Sara Lopez, who was slightly bowed, was a little surprised for a while, and then figured out that the open-mouthed ALSA pilot was teasing herself again, she wanted to jump up and compete with this guy directly, but she felt that there was really no chance of winning, so she could only sigh softly in the dark and blink her watery deep eyes:

"No jokes; It's okay to have a face, and if you do something else, I'm going to hit you all the time. ”

'Oh!' 'Fight all the time......"

Finding that this Chinese beginner liked to use "all the time", Li Gejian, who leaned over the bed, had no intention of continuing the debate, and he kissed the girl twice on the cheek quite neatly. Then I went back to the folding bed and got into the bed.

Finished this thing that made people blush a little and heartbeat, and at the same time it was quite ambiguous and unspeakable. Obviously, both of them couldn't sleep for a while. Li Gejian was given the opportunity to continue the inquiry just now, and he deliberately diverted the topic and asked Sarah Lopez how she was living in the base these days, especially how she was feeling.

Hearing the man's inquiry, the girl, who was still a little shy, but was covered by darkness, thought hard for a while before giving a short answer:

"My feelings, almost...... It's been good. ”

……

As night falls on the Middle East, the flames of war have subsided. For a moment, I fell into a deep cold silence.

Just as the people at Jalamid airbase were falling asleep, the IL-476 transport plane that crossed the dark night sky had already flown through Iranian airspace and appeared on the display screen of the radar surveillance network on the Soviet-Russian border; Following a series of guidance signals from the ground station, the giant bird in the dark blue sky flew over Turkmenistan, entered Uzbek airspace, and then glided down and landed at a military airfield outside Tashkent.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night to take a transport plane, he now flew more than 2,000 kilometers eastward in one breath, and it was close to midnight local time, Long Yun, who had picked up his luggage and walked out of the cabin, sneezed twice as soon as he came into contact with the cold night in the interior of Central Asia.

I had just arrived here from Iraq, where the cold wind was blowing, but I didn't expect the weather in Central Asia to be colder than in the Middle East. The dry Cheng dù was not far behind, he wrapped his warm clothes tightly and buttoned up a hat that covered half of his face. I hurriedly completed some formalities at the base management office, and waited for the taxi in the duty room with the electric heating on.

In the sparsely populated and harsh climate of Central Asia, unless it is relatively close to the city, it is basically on one's own, which Long Yun knows deeply in the parallel world, he sat in the duty room and chatted with the bored Soviet Russian soldiers for a while, only to realize that he was in the real world for the first time to Central Asia - oh, in fact, it was just passing by, if he was a qiē shun lì, he could take a civil airplane to Beijing tomorrow.

Waiting in the duty room, the taxi that was supposed to arrive soon was nowhere to be seen, Long Yun was a little anxious at first, and the Russian soldier next to him advised him not to worry, the local habit in Tajikistan is not to pay much attention to time, let alone on a cold and windy winter night?

After waiting like this for a while, and then calling the car rental center, but to no avail, Long Yun realized that his trip today might not be very smooth.

Thinking of the New Year's concert at the end of the year, he couldn't sit still in his chair, and he had the intention of building a car in the base to go straight to the civil aviation airport, but he felt that it was unwise to use his superpowers here: even if he acted smoothly at that time, he would inevitably be investigated afterwards because he left a lot of flaws, and he himself may not care, but the current identity, that is, "Zhang Desheng", is likely to index the line to the head of the "organization".

In that case, you will get into big * trouble, and don't even think about such reckless actions.

Long Yun, who stayed in the duty room of the military base, had nothing to do, he could only comfort himself, if he hadn't taken this transport plane and left Iraq from the ground, he would still be rushing in the dark on the dilapidated road on the Iran-Iraq border, and that would only be slower.

Alas, in this way, even if you have superpowers, it is difficult to make a difference in the case of many constraints!

After a sigh, and then simply just settle down, Long Yun unfolded his backpack and made a simple bunk in the base duty room, just because he didn't have much rest on the transport plane, so he simply made up for sleep in this cold and windy night, and waited for the next day to take action.

It was not until the next morning, when Long Yun, who was woken up by the soldiers, heard a few words of fluent Russian and told him that "the Tajik car has arrived."

At 10 a.m., the day in Tashkent is still cold, the cloudless sky is clear but blue, a large area of unobstructed sunlight shines through the window, illuminating the whole carriage is a little warm, sitting in the "Skoda" car with worrying maintenance conditions, bumpy all the way to Tashkent International Airport, crossing through this important town in Central Asia, Long Yun is enjoying the exotic scenery at the same time, he is also trying to connect to the local network with a tablet, trying to book tickets from the airline's website, But it has always failed because of unwarranted ID verification problems.

Looking at the city street scene outside the car window, it seems to be completely different from the hustle and bustle of the world that he is used to, Long Yun feels that the pace of life here is not fast at all, and there are few pedestrians on the street who are in a hurry, and the happiness index is probably much higher than that of many office workers crowded in big cities.

However, happiness is enough, but the construction of the wireless network is a little unable to keep up, so he can only give up this plan and go directly to the airport to try his luck later.

All the way to the airport, the process of settling the bill in RMB was very smooth, handing over the fifty yuan, a light-colored ruble with a face value of ten yuan appeared in front of Long Yun's eyes, he waved his hand and smiled at the mustachioed driver, even if it was to give the young driver a little tip.

The so-called "tip", in the case of being so late, seems to be something that should not be given.

However, Long Yun's thoughts at this time were "more than one thing is better than less", and he was more inclined to imitate the usual behavior of ordinary hitchhikers than using his superpowers to erase the driver's memory.

After the taxi journey of sightseeing all the way, with the identity document of "Zhang Desheng" in his pocket, as well as a stack of banknotes cashed out at Fort Scharqat before departure, Long Yun walked into the main building of Tashkent International Airport and went straight to the ticket office, while walking while observing the LED dot matrix display screen hanging at the height, he was a little deflated before he walked to the ticket office, and then found a very beautiful service lady and asked, knowing that his luck was not good enough.

"Yes, sir, there is only one flight to 'Urumqi' in the evening today, and to 'Beijing...... Well, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for tomorrow afternoon's flight. ”

"Ahh But I ......"

Looking at the service lady with a professional smile, Long Yun said "thank you" suspiciously, he took the documents and tablet and walked away a few steps, standing next to a hall pillar and frowning and thinking.

"There is no direct flight to Beijing today", of course he understands the meaning of this sentence, but before departing from Fort Scharqat, he did hurriedly check on the computer, Tashkent should have a daily flight to Beijing, how to say that it is also the capital of a country, and the population is really a lot, but now this situation, is there something temporary to change?

With this kind of question, he went directly to the ticket office to ask the staff, and learned that "the situation has always been like this, there is no flight to 'Beijing' every Sunday", which made the young man who was anxious to return to China quite depressed, but he didn't think much about it, but subconsciously thought that he must have seen it wrong at that time; Since this was the case, he weighed the pros and cons and finally decided to buy a ticket for the next afternoon, so that he could still guarantee his return to Beijing on December 31.

The reason why he decided to fly directly to the capital, instead of taking a passenger plane to Urumqi and then looking for the next flight to Beijing, Long Yun also has his own considerations, he has not rested well for a night, and it is better not to rush to the major airports at midnight today, and it is good to find a place to rest in Tashkent for the time being.

Long Yun, who had a lot of money in hand, felt that it was not safe, so he continued to take a taxi, found the branch office of the Bank of China in Tashkent, and deposited most of the cash into a temporary account in the name of "Zhang Desheng".

This is difficult to operate in war-torn Iraq, and now that he has gotten rid of the burden of money, he has really settled down and settled in a high-end hotel in the bustling area of Tashkent. (To be continued......)