He would not hesitate to use his own life to protect the talent in his eyes.
Such fearless dedication is a noble spirit worthy of learning by contemporary soldiers.
Mr. Zhou's eyes were red from the smoke. He closed his eyes and let his tears wash away some of the harmful dust in his eyes. His deeply wrinkled face looked like a green pine tree that had been guarding it for thousands of years. Every wrinkle was engraved with
He devoted his life to every bit of science.
Such scholars are awe-inspiring.
Fifteen minutes later, Mr. Zhou insisted on going down. No matter how Gu Chen tried to persuade him, he was so angry that he held his chest and said, "If I tell you any more, you will make me have a heart attack."
The threat was so great that Gu Chen really didn't dare to dissuade him. A heart attack... was a very serious matter in this era. If it didn't work out, he might go to heaven directly.
When Xie Jingyao saw Mr. Zhou coming down without any surprise, he smiled at Gu Chen and signaled her not to be nervous.
"You should also rest for a while, your whole face is blue." Gu Chen stopped his next move and said indiscriminately: "You are a comrade fighting alongside me. I don't want you to have any physical discomfort. You
I also know that once you have a problem, my burden will be even heavier!"
Xie Jingyao never forces himself. When he heard this, he smiled deeply and said, "You are quite arrogant to me, Cheng. I know you don't want me to become a sweet burden. I will come back after ten minutes of rest."
He had been in the basement longer than Mr. Zhou, and now his whole lungs seemed to be twisted together. He should go up to get some air.
More than half of the fighter plane has been cut, and it will be completely cut around 7 p.m. It's good to go up there for some air, but it's even worse if you faint.
If he didn't insist, Gu Chen would feel relaxed and wouldn't have to waste time talking about this kind of thing.
Listening to the noisy sound and watching a nearly ten-ton stealth fighter being quickly cut into pieces, Gu Chen would also think about sacrificing so many lives just for this fighter... She didn't know what the end of it was.
Worth it or not.
To the military, it might be worth it, but to her, she didn't feel it was worth it.
There has never been a concept of value or unworthiness for the country when it comes to benefiting future generations. Those martyrs who sacrificed their lives to protect fighter planes are worthy in their hearts.
This is a spirit, a national spirit, a spirit of sacrifice that can make the country stronger. She has no right to comment. What she has to do is to protect them and pass on the fearless spirit.
It was already darkening in Yugoslavia at five o'clock, and Takeno and Hisahi Yamashima, who had not been out, began to gradually move closer to their meeting point. At this time, what they were most afraid of was the sniper who appeared in the early morning...
None of them are snipers, and they don't know which place is the best sniper spot. The only thing they know is to avoid high places and blind corners as much as possible.
At six o'clock, the sky was completely dark. After Xie Jingyao finished cutting the last piece of the fuselage, he threw away the cutting machine in his hand, stepped his slender legs to the side, and then ran towards the elevator door.
Gu Chen was a little worried and quickly caught up with him.
Xie Jingyao, who had not stopped for two hours, was so stimulated by the smell that he had a severe physiological reaction of vomiting. He ran out of the elevator, turned to the corner, and held the wall with one hand while vomiting until the gall water came out without stopping.
