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2167 Chew the buns like steamed buns(1/2)

April 1st, April Fool's Day.

Of course, for people in Shanghai today, this day is just an ordinary day.

As for whether they are fools or not, it has nothing to do with them.

People who get up in the morning wash up and eat as usual, go to work, work, and go to school.

It's just that in recent times, due to frequent harassment, many people's faces have lost the high-spirited fighting spirit they used to have, replaced by a kind of fear.

The continuous harassment also illustrates one thing.

That is, they have nothing to do with the other party, otherwise the other party would not dare to come.

"Mom and Dad, you can just stay at home. If anything happens, go to the air-raid shelter."

Before leaving the house, Chen Changjun explained to Uncle Chen and his wife in the room.

The wife next to me also had the same expression.

Since the last time Chen Changjun led Wanghu to cooperate with Zheng Chaoyang's operation, Chen Changjun received a reward from his superiors afterwards. Although he only had a big red certificate, he was promoted step by step in the factory.

Now he has become the technical director of the factory.

This change has benefited the entire family a lot.

"Don't worry, we know."

Uncle Chen's health has been getting worse over the years, but he is in good spirits. Especially when he sees his grandchildren growing up, he feels even more gratified.

The Chen family, after his generation was almost extinct, now has many sons and many blessings, and he can be considered worthy of his ancestors.

Chen Changjun explained a few more words before going out to work with his wife.

Inside the house, the old couple continued to take care of their children.

Wang Hu ran out from the corner and was friendly to Uncle Chen.

Aunt Chen smiled and sat down aside.

"Wang Hu!"

Uncle Chen touched Wang Hu's head and said, "In a blink of an eye, you have grown so big."

"I'm getting older too."

As he spoke, he felt very sad and emotional.

My wife watched from the side and knew what the old man was thinking.

Fallen leaves return to their roots.

Although Shanghai is good, it is not their root after all.

Their roots are in Sijiu City, in the courtyard house.

Unfortunately, they can't go back.

"Old man, let's go back to Sijiu City when the weather gets warmer."

"Just in time, I also want to see Xiaotao and their children. It feels like a long time has passed."

Hearing his wife say this, Uncle Chen's cloudy eyes immediately burst out with excitement, "Really?"

"Ah, of course it's true."

"Can..."

"It's okay. It's summer vacation. Let's go back with our children and let them see our Four-Nine Cities."

"Oh, okay, okay, just..."

Suddenly, the two people's voices stopped, and then their expressions changed.

Aunt Chen even came to the window and opened it, and a sharp and ear-piercing alarm sounded immediately in her ears.

"Quickly, take the children to the air-raid shelter."

Uncle Chen hurriedly ran into the house.

Aunt Chen also went to look for the child.

Soon, the two of them held the child and led Wanghu downstairs, joining the crowd.

...

Shanghai Headquarters.

The old man stood in front of the map and assessed the situation, while the chief of staff beside him was speaking out the gathered information.

"This time we sent out radar and observation posts and discovered it."

"The other party dispatched more than 100 F104 aircraft this time."

"In addition, there are two special aircraft behind the formation."

"Our people searched the database and finally found the answer in the alliance's information."

The staff officer took out a piece of data from the file, and the old man took it and looked at it with a serious face.

One hundred planes had exceeded his expectations.

According to his estimate, at most half would be enough, but he didn't expect the other party to put in such a big effort.

It seems that the last naval battle greatly stimulated them.

Moreover, a new aircraft appeared this time.

Looking at this data, although it is incomplete, those who can participate in the battle at this moment must have good performance.

The old man's brows were tightly knit together.

On the one hand, there is a sudden increase in enemies, as well as new fighters that have appeared. The specific performance is not known, and it is not even clear whether they have powerful weapons.

On the one hand, there are missiles that have just come off the assembly line. They have not yet undergone formal training, and the battlefield effect is not yet known.

If this fails, the losses to Shanghai will be immeasurable.

This is the core area for domestic economic development.

Huge pressure instantly pressed on my shoulders.

"Chief, do you want to implement the third plan?"

The chief of staff reminded from the side, "There are a lot of guests coming this time, and we are under great pressure."

"If we follow the original plan to lure the enemy deeper, it would be a little unsafe."

The old man's two eyebrows were tightly knitted together. This was really not the right time.

But after so many days of hard preparation, he would not be willing to end it hastily.

No, it should be said that no one will be willing to do so.

"No, it would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them."

"It won't hurt if I beat them this time, they will still stretch out their claws."

The old man quickly made a decision and said harshly to everyone, "Follow the original plan and report the situation here to all war zones."

"Tell the comrades that this is going to be a very difficult battle."

"But it's also a glorious battle."

"The motherland and the people will be proud of us."

The chief of staff took a deep breath, then nodded, "Okay, I'll go notify you right away."

The old man continued to look at the distribution map on the table, and then threw the pencil on the table for a long time.

"Hmph, no matter if you are a steamed bun or a steamed bun, even if I have a chipped tooth, I still have to swallow it with blood in my stomach."

Enter Li Guang.

After receiving the notice from the headquarters, Zhang Wu looked heavy as he listened to the sirens in the air.

Chief of Staff Huang Bo came to us and said, "Old Zhang, the person who came here is not a good person."

"Well, there are more than a hundred aircraft this time, and there are two new aircraft. The other side has spent a lot of money."

Zhang Wu said calmly, but Huang Bo looked serious.

"With so many planes, I'm afraid our comrades won't be able to accommodate them."

"Then what should we do? Our mission is to stay here and be a qualified bait."

At this point, Zhang Wu looked startled, "Old Huang, go find Battalion Commander Li. Maybe we will also perform on stage this time."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Huang Bo thought of something and immediately nodded to find Battalion Commander Li.

At this time, Battalion Commander Li was deploying missiles.

This thunder missile is thinner than the upstream missile they originally used, but it is longer.

Fortunately, the internal space of this Li Guanghao is large enough, so installation is not troublesome.
To be continued...
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