Chapter 533 Bikini? (Ask for monthly ticket)

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"We are in cabins No. 5, 6, 7, and 8, single rooms. We can move around and have fun freely, but we are strictly prohibited from leaving the freighter. After a day's rest, we will set off on time at seven o'clock in the morning on October 1st. Do you understand?"

The flight instructor team and the third batch of technical team members boarded the ship, and then they only waited for the export version of the Lightning-13 long-range air-to-air missile with a total order value of 45 million US dollars.

"clear."

Zhou Hai and three others responded in unison.

The single cabin cabin provides ample personal privacy.

As the most special and important flight instructor, you will enjoy the best treatment no matter where you are.

A few seconds later, the bus stopped steadily in the open space in front of the entrance to the restricted area. The door opened. The four people picked up their backpacks and got off the bus first, assembled in formation, and headed towards Pier 10.

"It's my first time on a ship. I don't know what it's like." Zhou Hai looked at the silver-white freighter Silver Star and thought silently.

This is the first time Zhou Hai has been on a ship in his life, and he is on an ocean-going cargo ship carrying 8 advanced fighter planes and high-precision weapons. He is about to go to Argentina, South America, 22,000 kilometers away.

The entire trip takes about 25 days.

The delivery methods of modern fighter aircraft are generally divided into two types due to different distances.

The first is a purchaser that is relatively close and adjacent to each other. The manufacturer produces the finished aircraft in accordance with the standards, and the pilots of our own side directly fly the fighter aircraft there.

The second type is far away from the purchaser and passes through too many countries. The manufacturer provides technical guidance and parts, delivers them by sea, and assists the purchaser in final assembly of the finished machine.

The order for fighter jets delivered to Argentina this time is the second way of shipping. There is no way. If we fly directly there, let alone the straight-line distance of nearly 19,000 kilometers, it passes through more than a dozen countries. We need to solve the problems of aerial refueling and air routes. and flight qualifications and other inevitable objective issues.

Unless it is a particularly friendly country, it will not allow an advanced fighter jet to fly overhead.

The air at the seaside is moist, and the sea breeze with a light salty flavor blows continuously.

In the afternoon, the sea surface is like a huge mirror, reflecting the scorching sun and making the waves sparkle.

Two lieutenant colonel officers stood at the boarding entrance, holding notebooks, responsible for management, coordination and recording information. After the two officers checked their identity documents, the four people received the corresponding dormitory number and key, boarded the Silver Star freighter, and headed to the restaurant. Have a meal.

Zhou Hai was assigned to the single cabin dormitory No. 8. After eating in the freighter restaurant, it was time for free activities. He picked up his backpack and went to the dormitory to prepare for housekeeping.

Not only was it necessary to tidy up the house, but he also had to enjoy his precious personal space and read the replies that had arrived in the morning.

"squeak!"

Soon, Zhou Hai found dormitory No. 8 on the first floor of the crew cabin, took out the key, unlocked the door, and opened the metal hatch.

The dormitory is not large, about fifteen square meters, and is relatively narrow. It is equipped with an independent bathroom, a desk, a small locker, and a single bed.

The floor is clean and tidy, the air is fresh, and it has gone through a round of cleaning.

Unfortunately, due to limited conditions, the most familiar Midea air conditioner is not installed here.

"It's been almost two months, I don't know how you are..."

Finding that there was nothing to organize, Zhou Hai closed the door, put down his backpack, and sat on the edge of the soft bed. With a faint smile on his face and unlimited expectations in his heart, he opened his backpack and took out a light yellow envelope full of Juanxiu's handwriting.

The last time I sent a letter was at the end of July, and now it is the end of September. Before I knew it, two months had passed.

The right hand holds a standard-format envelope. It is slightly thick and has a slight bulge in the middle. There is a shallow mark on it. When you touch it lightly, a harder texture comes to your heart through your fingertips.

The front of the light yellow envelope is full of the dense and familiar handwriting of another girl.

Sender - Zuo Xue, National University of Defense Technology of the Chinese People's Army, majoring in aircraft design and engineering.

Receiving address - China People's Air Force Aviation University, majoring in flight and command.

Recipient - Zhou Hai.

Although the handwriting is delicate, it is calm and powerful, integrating regular script and military charm.

After the three identical standard formats were written, there was another sentence written at the end of the envelope - future boyfriend Zhou Hai, sincerely.

On the upper right corner of the envelope, there is still a stamp with an orchid pattern. Among it is a light yellow and tender ink orchid, in full bloom, quiet and elegant, holy and pure.

The layers are distinct, the lines are exquisite and full of layers.

Orchid, the exclusive symbol of 'other people's girls'.

"hiss!"

The completely sealed light yellow envelope was gently torn open through the short side opening, and a sound resounded throughout the narrow cabin dormitory.

The top opening showed cracks, and countless irregular paper hairs emerged. After opening it, Zhou Hai reached out and carefully took out all the items.

One text and one photo.

Zhou Hai put down the envelope and did not rush to read the text of the letter. Zhou Hai picked up the five-inch color photo and looked at it.

In the photo, Zuo Xue is wearing a light yellow one-piece boxer-skirt swimsuit, sitting by the rippling indoor swimming pool. Her waist is as thin as a willow, white tiles, the clear water surface of the pool, and white and small legs. Soak in the clear water.

The short black hair is slightly messy, the cheeks are slightly red, she is beautiful and delicate, and there is a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

A pair of eyes full of spiritual meaning are still as clear as ever.

The photo is in the middle shot, neither far nor close, just right, with excellent light and softness. The surrounding scenery is a steel structure, which is the swimming pool of the National University of Defense Technology.

This is her,

She in summer.

Being with water brings smiles to your face.

There is no revealing and sexy bikini, and there is nothing beyond imagination.

The light yellow skirt-style swimsuit contains both classic and fashionable elements, which perfectly sets off Zuo Xue's figure and has excellent temperament.

The girl from another family thousands of miles away has not changed at all, just like her favorite orchid, blooming with her own beauty all the time.

The beauty of a girl only blooms for one person.

On the back of the photo, there is a row of delicate Chinese characters - not a bikini, are you disappointed? I will wear it alone for you to see in the future.

"I thought it would be a bikini, so I was a little disappointed, but okay..." Holding Xia Xia's swimsuit photo gently with the fingertips of his right hand, Zhou Hai saw the brand on the back, laughed and shook his head, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, and mentioned Infinity again. expect.

The previous fantasy about bikini photos was ruthlessly exposed and did not exist.

Although I am disappointed, I will wear it alone in the future!

This is an even more exciting promise. Just imagining it can make your heart palpitate.

Well, Zhou Hai had to admit that he was indeed corrupt.

"Huh..." Put the photo away, let out a breath, collect your emotions, concentrate, open the neatly folded text of the letter, immerse yourself in it, and read it quietly.