The small plane took off without making much noise. It lifted into the sky and faced the sunshine at noon. Dazzling light spots bloomed on the silver wings.
Xin Yaoqiao stood on the ground and waved.
As if something suddenly occurred to him, he rushed forward, raised his head and clasped his hands and shouted: "Hey, don't really go and grab the big tip, you can't grab that... you're fine."
People on the plane were waving too.
"What did she say?" Han Qingyu vaguely heard a sound, but couldn't hear it clearly so he asked.
"Tell me, when are you going to catch the big tip?"
He Tangtang imitated it confidently.
"Oh, well... I guess it's not that fast."
Han Qingyu's hearing was stronger, and his strength was in his insight into ground vibrations, but he was not different from other transmission methods, so he really believed it and laughed as he spoke.
There is still a long way to go to catch the big ones, but they are indeed getting stronger, especially in the 2nd institute, the gains are huge. Wu Shi has replaced the ninth generation device, and the armor defense of Xi Mei has greatly increased. Han Qingyu himself has also improved his body. His foundation has improved a lot, and he has begun to gradually adapt to the three-turbo battle when the life source energy is overflowing.
In addition, the remaining metal block in his hand can basically guarantee two full-power explosions, which greatly increases Han Qingyu's sense of security.
In short, the first three teams of the team have basically taken shape. Generally speaking, they should be able to fight even if the situation is not particularly tragic.
"After the three of you go back, don't save money on the source energy block." Han Qingyu tilted his head and said to He Tangtang, Liu Shiheng, and Wen Jifei: "The same goes for you, the plague chicken. Even if it's the same, you can flip it after you improve your foundation. The C that came out will be different from the C now.”
Wen Jifei nodded, "Don't worry, since there is, I won't be polite. I haven't given up on my dream of being a gun master. This time I finally know that everything in our world is actually unpredictable. Even Even pythons can evolve, so what else is impossible?...So I think it’s not impossible to create a gun with source energy and dead iron bullets in the future.”
After speaking, he paused, stretched his body, looked at the clouds outside the window and suddenly sighed: "I miss Captain Mira, I miss Captain Lao."
It's not strange that he misses Captain Mira, but does he miss the Blood Calabash Baby? He Tangtang said in a hurry: "If you miss me Mira, you will miss me Mira. You think about it all. Don't deliberately bring the labor team with you."
"But I really want to work for the team. Do you think I'm cheap or not? Haha... Qingzi, do you want to? Tell the truth." Wen Jifei asked with a smile.
Han Qingyu thought for a while, smiled and said, "A bit."
This is a very strange feeling. Han Qingyu once hated Lao Jian, and now he can probably defeat him easily, but inexplicably, he starts to miss his way of always showing off his strength and taking advantage.
Sometimes, Han Qingyu would even think of the time when he came to the house, when he and his father drank a bottle of liquor and called each other brothers.
This time, the plane's destination was not the Ninth Army's combat training base.
Because the 1777 Squad had already set off two days ago under the leadership of Team Lao, heading towards the squad garrison area, somewhere in the Hengduan Mountains in Fuchuan Province.
We had learned about the convoy's route and approximate passing time through a phone call before. Han Qingyu and others would fly directly to the passing point to meet up with the team.
So Shen Yixiu could only say goodbye to her grandfather on the phone. She would not be able to go back to see him in a short time.
Shen Fengting later asked Han Qingyu to answer the phone for a while. He said that he was very happy to see that Xi Mei had become stronger and independent and had such a group of friends. However, as he talked, he choked on the other end of the phone and was speechless. .
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Wanshi, evening.
In the ancient alley, a few children who were originally doing rubber band jumping, whether they were holding or jumping, stopped and looked up at the height, sighing with emotion.
An adult passed by on a bicycle and asked, "What are you looking at?"
The children pointed and said: "The small plane is on the telephone pole...it's on the roof."
"What's so good about that thing?!" The adult turned his head and muttered, then took a step away and said, "Remember to go home for dinner if you play for a while. If you play too late, you might get beaten."
He looked like he was accustomed to so-called small airplanes and was not curious at all.
Because the facts are like this. In the long period of time since the 1960s, this kind of strange small aircraft has appeared many times in various parts of China and Asia. Especially in the past two years, the sightings have gradually entered a peak period. All over the country Every once in a while, similar situations will appear.
So, all numb.
At this moment, in the scene where the bicycles are gradually disappearing and the children are playing again, a small aircraft, which is almost the same as an ordinary airplane but only about 60 centimeters long, is flying on the roof of a building next to the alley. Hover on.
It was staying on the telephone pole just now. Some children picked up stones and threw them away, so it moved.
In short, this thing is definitely not a toy. There are no such powerful toys these days, and although they don't seem to fly high or fast, they have never been caught by anyone.
In fact... this is the last line of defense for those who refuse!
The rejecters' misdirection and obstruction of the big-pointed aircraft are divided into four levels. The first level is in space, realized through the lunar base and space station, and then it is the atmosphere, high altitude... No matter how low it is, it is the last resort. This kind of thing can be witnessed by ordinary people, and it is equipped with a small aircraft with the same frequency band signal as that of the Dajian civilization.
They were responsible for the final attempt to "persuade" Dajian away from the city.
Over the past year or so, small planes have begun to be witnessed by the public more and more, and they have gradually become accustomed to it... They don't know that this actually means that Weilan has become more and more dangerous.
In the current situation, not only has the frequency of Big Point landings become more frequent, but their tendency to form teams has also increased, and even the Rejectors may have become smarter.
The pressure of misdirection work is greatly increased, and a mistake seems likely to happen at any time.
On this day, about six hours later, it was around 11 o'clock but less than 12 o'clock at night.
"Wan City, Baiyun Mountain, the landing site of the shuttle aircraft, urban scenic spots, Baiyun Mountain..." Urgent notifications from the rejecters continued to sound on the team's intercoms throughout the area.
"Regional notification, regional notification, the 8-person team from Golden Bancha is approaching Baiyun Mountain, the site of the incident. The 8-member team from Golden Bancha is approaching Baiyun Mountain, the site of the incident... Are there any teams nearby that can provide peripheral security? Are there any surrounding areas? Can the team provide perimeter security?"
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk..." A strange voice passed through the air overhead, and the two old friends who were already tipsy from drinking at the roadside tavern at the foot of the mountain looked up together.
"What the hell?!"
"Helicopter."
"Oh, what are you doing? It's not like we're going to fight."
"I don't know. Hey, it fell to Baiyun Mountain. It fell. Why did I see something falling down?... What, go and have a look? Maybe you can pick up a treasure."
One of them stood up unsteadily, holding a wine bottle, shaking his arms and saying.
After all, he was a drunkard, so he was very brave. The other man immediately slapped the table and stood up, saying, "Let's go and pick up a big plane."
At the same time, three jeeps passed by them rapidly.
"Squad 1777 happened to pass by Wan City on the way to the station. They can attack. They can attack." Lao Jian sat in the car, feeling extremely excited.
"Haha, speaking of which, I haven't played with my old teammates for a long time." Qin Guowen, who was born in a golden board, turned his head and pretended to be casual, showing off his resume to the young soldiers.
"Squad 1777, please be on guard for the perimeter. Team 1777, please be on guard for the perimeter." From the intercom, a message with a golden eraser came.
