.Although the gold-type dragon can help Lin Mo completely restore the complete f119-po, these people have hidden meanings in their words, which makes it difficult to understand.
Taking the exquisite palm-sized bag, Lin Mo pinched it. It looked like irregularly shaped small stones. He opened the bag and poured it on the dining table. He heard a continuous crunching sound, and a pile of small and large stones.
Different crystals rolled out, and a pile of dazzling transparent crystals rolled out on the rough wooden table.
"Diamond?!" Lin Mo stretched out his fingers and picked up one. It looked familiar. This was the diamond that Kaura originally challenged.
Looking at the other items on the table, it seems that Major Kaura's gemstone bag and its contents are all here. Many of them are crystal clear and extremely high-quality rough diamonds. Although they are not polished, such large particles are concentrated together.
Very eye-catching.
"This is what Lieutenant General Mora asked us to hand over to you. You have made a fortune. In exchange for Kaura's achievements, of course, those military achievements have no meaning to you, and it is impossible to issue you a military medal."
, and it also means trouble. Let Kaura help you carry it. He takes the blame and you take the money. Isn't this good?" Major Huang De winked at Lin Mo, and the others laughed tacitly.
, go ahead and make trouble, it’s none of the Chinese business anyway.
So that's it. Thinking about the big trouble he made in the Congo, Lin Mo glanced at Major Kaula who was talking and laughing on the TV. He was so excited that he didn't realize how much blame he had taken. Comrade Xiaohei, you asked for it.
How blessed.
Lin Mo neatly picked up a bunch of rough diamonds and stuffed them back into his pocket. After they were polished and brought back home, these items could be exchanged for at least tens of millions of RMB, and they were on a military transportation route, so there was no customs at all.
"I'll treat you tonight! You can choose any restaurant!" Lin Mo also became more generous, which caused everyone to cheer. This little blood had to be drained.
Lin Mo's pocket, which was about to bottom out, quickly bulged up like a balloon after all this hard work. This trip was not in vain.
Lin Mo wished he could make more trips to collect tens of millions of yuan. He estimated that the fighter jet he designed would be almost ready. He estimated that the cost of materials and materials would be around four to five billion yuan. He still had the help of gold coins.
, which can save a lot of processing difficulty.
Lin Mo obviously knows how to DIY fighter jets, but he has no idea that in the eyes of humans in this world, for ordinary people, saving four to five billion is an impossible task, and many even end up earning only a few million in their lifetime.
Already.
Sure enough, I have a dragon in hand, and I have all the opportunities.
Lin Mo couldn't help but feel secretly happy while watching TV.
Seeing Kaura's arrogant and domineering face again, Lin Mo rarely saw a bit of cuteness. It was really not easy.
For the sake of RMB!
Routine flight training was carried out as usual. It seemed that all the pilots in the entire base had special respect for Lin Mo, and others were inexplicably infected with this habit of respect. Although everyone was ordered to keep silent, the truth of that day was limited to
A few people know this, but everyone understands that China has sent out real elites this time. If they don't study hard, they are simply sorry for the people and the party, and they wear the Air Force uniform in vain.
Originally, only those designated seed pilots studied with Lin Mo and four other Air Force instructors. However, since Lin Mo came back, almost all the Zambian pilots in the base took the initiative to follow the four Chinese instructors. As soon as the lecture started, the flight mission was immediately cancelled.
, gathered in a circle, took their notebooks, and started studying very seriously.
Only real strength can convince others. Lin Mo's excellent air combat skills conquered all Zambian Air Force pilots. No matter how picky or dismissive they are, they cannot continue to shoot down missiles without ammunition.
The enemy planes were indifferent to this miraculous air battle.
And Major Kaura got what he wanted, and he was in the limelight for a while. He appeared in public for interviews many times, and he was in high spirits. It was because of the spring breeze that he was proud of his horse's hoof disease, and without any blush, he regarded Lin Mo's achievements as his own great achievements.
He talks endlessly, and he seems to have become the next generation heir to the Zambian Air Force, a leader of the world's elite air force aces.
As for the Zambian side's boastful campaign to build heroism, Congo argued that the other side had also crashed two MiG-21s, and no one could fake it, so they had no choice but to admit it and secretly grind their teeth to look for opportunities.
Where to find the place?
Newspapers in African countries and other countries around the world read, "Russian fighter jet derby: MiG-21 beats Su-30", "Zang-Cang warfights, old aircraft outperform new ones", "Questions on the actual combat performance of the Su-30"
Is it really as good as it says?" Titles like this are definitely not uncommon.
Those who are more thoughtful or have special information can smell something unusual in the hot topics among African countries. Although it is an unexpected friction between two small African countries, behind it are the shadows of the three international powers China, the United States and Russia.
Not one of them is missing.
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"Lin, it seemed like there was a flash on the radar just now!" Grafido glanced at the radar screen suspiciously from the front seat. Just now, it seemed that a strange signal appeared on the radar screen for a moment, then disappeared again, as if it was radar noise.
However, neither the naked eye nor the ground radar station found any abnormalities.
The single-seater FC-20 controlled by Grafido was 500 meters away from the four o'clock direction. Inside the K-8 flying as a wingman, Lin Mo just said "Huh!" without comment, but his face became solemn and he quietly started the engine.