"Ta-ta-ta-ta-"
The sound of the helicopter's propellers continued to grow louder, and a helicopter painted in military green slowly approached the Armed Forces Training Ground on the outskirts of Henan Province.
After the plane lands.
"Stab-"
The sliding door of the helicopter was immediately opened, and a somewhat stooped and old figure hurriedly got off the plane.
Chen Limin, who had been waiting on the playground for a long time, immediately stepped forward to help the old man.
"Mr. Zhu, why did you come here in person?"
"I have to come and see for myself. Some things have to be seen with my own eyes."
Zhu Chengcheng raised his voice and looked around amidst the noise of the propeller.
"Li Min, where are the people? Where are they?"
"In the office, Mr. Zhu, I will show you the way!"
Seeing that Mr. Zhu was anxious, Chen Limin immediately supported him and walked towards the Armed Forces Ministry building without delay.
"Li Min, how about Fang Jingren?"
On the way there, Zhu Chengcheng, an old man with a high position, felt nervous as never before.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu, Fang Jing is a conscious young man. As long as you show one ten thousandth of your charm, you will definitely be able to make him obey."
Chen Limin felt that he was very accurate in judging people and immediately gave Mr. Zhu a guarantee.
"really?"
Zhu Chengcheng took a breath and calmed down the excitement in his heart.
The two of them had arrived at the gate of the Armed Forces Office.
Inside the house, Fang Jing was writing something on paper when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door and quickly looked up.
This sight gave him a jump, and he quickly stood up. He looked at the old man who followed Chen Limin in with confusion and respect, and asked:
"You are...Zhu Chengcheng, Mr. Zhu!"
Fang Jing was shocked.
He had thought that after getting the news, the military would definitely send big bosses over.
But I never expected that such an ancient god would be sent.
Zhu Chengcheng, 88 years old, is a veteran of three major battles, the Korean War, and Zhenbao Island. He is an undoubted hero of the Republic and one of the founders of this country.
Unexpectedly, the old man came in person!
"Yes, I am Zhu Chengcheng, hahaha, I didn't expect that there are still young men who remember me."
Zhu Chengcheng looked Fang Jing up and down, nodded inaudibly, and laughed heartily when he opened his mouth.
"Mr. Zhu, judging from what you said, who doesn't know you?"
Facing Zhu Chengcheng, Fang Jing had to admit it.
He got nervous.
After rubbing his hands to calm down his excitement about meeting his idol, Fang Jing quickly followed with a smile:
"I just didn't expect that it was you who came!"
"This incident of yours is not a small matter, and it is worthy of a special mention in history. I cannot help but pay attention to it."
Zhu Chengcheng probably figured out Fang Jing's character, and his words became easy-going.
He sat next to Fang Jing, patted his shoulder, and asked kindly like an old man from the village:
"We've talked too much about this matter, and the more we talk about it, the more we make mistakes. To avoid misunderstandings, I'll let you speak!"
"Xiao Fang, tell me, what do you think?"
Zhu Chengcheng did not directly take the initiative in the matter.
He had heard professional analysis on the way here. Fang Jing was a young man with a sense of consciousness.
In this case, whatever he does will be beneficial to China, so we might as well let him talk about it.
"my thoughts……"
Fang Jing closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he suddenly opened them, looked at Mr. Zhu firmly, and said:
"Mr. Zhu, to be honest, you are my idol."
"Including you, the older generation has carried our current stable life on their shoulders."
"But due to centuries of weakness, we have a lot to make up for. If we want to defeat the United States head-on, it will take at least several decades."
"Are we still going to let the United States bully us for decades?"
Fang Jing's voice was sincere, and his voice was trembling a little as he spoke.
"I was born in 2001. After graduating from elementary school, I became obsessed with military equipment."
"You know, when I once learned about the number of U.S. aircraft carriers, military technology and equipment, and the arrogant Gulf War, I felt only suffocation and despair in my heart."
"There was a time when even Liben's Eighth-Eight Fleet was something we couldn't look up to."
"..."
I think of the embassy that was hit and "accidentally bombed" by two precision-guided missiles from the United States at the same time; I think of the Galaxy crew who were trapped by American warships and were so hungry that they could only eat belts; I think of the heroic sea and air defenders in the collision.
My heart was filled with anger.
This is a world of the weak and the strong.
The enemy is the vicious and cunning vulture.
It's been staring at you!
Waiting for you to relax and deliver a fatal blow.
Fang Jing felt more determined than ever before, and he almost roared from his throat:
"This is our opportunity."
"As long as we seize this opportunity, the future is ours!"
"Using this machine, I can actively communicate with China in the multiverse to exchange technology and seek development. This is my idea!"
He wants to pin this vulture to the ground completely so that no one will dare to covet us again!
After Fang Jing finished speaking, Zhu Chengcheng and Chen Limin fell silent.
After a long time, Mr. Zhu looked at Fang Jing with appreciative eyes, nodded slightly, and smiled with his lips pursed:
"After hearing your heartfelt words, I am also deeply moved."
"But exploring the opposite side requires you to act as a forward. Do you know the dangers involved?"
Mr. Zhu just looked at Fang Jing quietly, without rejecting his proposal, but just raised his own question.
"I know, but I have to go there eventually. I can't hold back my curiosity."
Fang Jing, who was a little bit pushy about himself, smiled helplessly.
Since it will pass sooner or later, why not go with the goodwill of the Chinese country in this universe, so that you can have more protection?
And it’s easy to enjoy the shade with a big tree at your back.
With the military involved in this matter, he didn't have to worry about logistics.
"Well, I see what you mean."
Zhu Chengcheng nodded slightly.
The office fell silent for an instant, eerily quiet.
Fang Jing was sitting on the sofa, waiting patiently for Mr. Zhu to make up his mind.
After a while, I heard Mr. Zhu chuckle.
"Ha, I underestimate the determination of you young people."
"We old people just want to crawl on our knees and wash away the humiliation of our motherland."
"Unconsciously, we will get older, and you young people will be able to take over."
He looked up at the sky and sighed. Then, Zhu Chengcheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Jing and Chen Limin firmly.
"I agree with Xiao Fang's opinion."
"I will compile my opinions into a document and report it to No. 1."
"So, today is July 23rd. Regarding the anomalies in Xiao Fang's body and the plan to research the parallel universe, we are keeping it secret from the outside and collectively call it Project 237!"
People of the older generation do things vigorously and resolutely.
After making up his mind, Zhu Chengcheng gave Chen Limin a few more instructions.
After bidding farewell to the two of them, he immediately went to Beijing to prepare for an interview with No. 1.
So, in the early morning of the next day, in the capital, a plan with a confidentiality level of top secret and a confidentiality period of "permanent non-activation" officially kicked off.
The 237 plan began to be implemented.
Moreover, on the same day, the intelligence systems of the United States, the Five Eyes Alliance and Liben in China were collectively disconnected.
The tentacles of the West have been completely severed in this country.
United States: WTF, the rabbit has eaten gunpowder. What is going on?
