The level of confidentiality of the Military Airport of the South Suburban has been promoted to the highest.
This is the level that will only be enabled only when special.
Three kilometers around the airport are military restricted areas.
Starting at 3 pm, the South Jiao Airport has begun martial law.
Improve the level of martial law once an hour.
Six o'clock in the evening.
A 30 -meter -long dark green armored track vehicle slowly entered the airport.
Few people know that this underground high -speed track is directly connected to the inland sea.
And among the three kilometers of tunnels, a total of five thicknesses have been set up to two meters, 30 meters high, and 50 meters in length.
The weight of a door alone reached a horrible 20,000 tons.
This Grade A special war travel is the most important channel to the outside world to the inland sea, and it is also the highest -level barrier.
The entire airport looks particularly quiet, just in the air, all of them are murderous.
A large number of special war soldiers were surrounded by the airport.
As the rail vehicle stopped slowly, hundreds of armed inner sea guards came out, forming a channel.
One five meters, stable like an iron tower.
Their movements are neat and given a sense of intangible oppression.
Special soldiers who are responsible for peripheral warning are enviable in their eyes.
"Is this the dragon control? The row is so big."
"You know a fart, the dragon is in Neihai Wei, but Neihai Wei is not necessarily the dragon."
"How to divide?"
"Clothing, remember, no matter how high -end wearing uniforms, it is just the inner sea guards, or the war guard. Only those guys who wear casual clothes and humble are the real dragons."
"Don't think about it in my life, you can wake up when you can become a seafare, dreaming."
"Are you? Forget it, every year the whole army was selected. There were only five places in each area of millions of people. In the end, there were only ten in total. These uncle, all the elite is the elite."
"Don't talk nonsense, what happened? Why don't we know anything?"
In a low voice, everyone was envious of the war and guards on the rail car.
The highest glory of the soldiers is probably the inner sea guard.
Soon, another group of people came down on the rail car.
This group of strong men are all suits and leather shoes, but hold a stick of more than one meter in their hands.
With their standing, with a cry on their hands, the sticks all turned into a big black umbrella.
The two large umbrellas overlap, completely isolation of everything that can be peeping.
Immediately afterwards, the sunset of the umbrella, began to move.
They followed the channel formed by the Neihaiwei and walked towards the two military transport aircraft stopped on the runway.
The most shocking is the strong man who supported the umbrella. When they moved, the pace was not bad, and they all stepped on a frequency.
Alas, 嗵, 嗵, 嗵!
Dozens of people, lift their legs at the same time and settle at the same time.
Although the sound of resonance is not loud, it is extremely shocking.
Among the thousands of shocking eyes around, the two transport aircraft quickly rushed straight into the clouds and disappeared.
At the airport, everyone returned to the armored track car at a very fast speed, and returned to the original road.
In just more than ten minutes, coming and going are like wind, as if nothing happened.
At the same time, another special high -speed rail carriage, through the secret transfer, entered the connection station of the Emperor's high -speed rail on the outskirts, quietly joined a high -speed train to the Demon Capital, and left quietly.
In the special carriage, Su Mu and Jiang Wangshu were lying comfortably on the luxurious seats, enjoying it with a face.
"Laojiang, the old guys will enjoy it, this special line is much more comfortable than the plane."
At this time, Jiang Wangshu finally recovered the card that the first son of his emperor's capital, and just sat as if standing in the clouds, ignoring the earth, his eyes were all indifferent:
"What do you call me? Don't forget your identity, don't forget your identity, you are my followers now."
Su Mu Hehe smiled:
"Okay, Jiang Shao."
Jiang Wangshu didn't care about him, but just watched the night view of the flying outside.
Su Mu wants to punch the grandson directly.
He greeted him depressed at the end of the carriage at the end of the carriage and poured him a glass of wine.
When he stepped on this train, he represented one thing.
Battle of the National Games, start.
On the two transport aircraft, one was Hu Jianjun and Father Hu, and the other was the team led by Wang Changhe.
Why take a plane in the past different time?
For ordinary people, the safest transportation in this world is an airplane.
But for a certain high family, an airplane is the most dangerous.
Is there still less news?
The whole family of a certain rich man fell on a private jet, a pot, and no one was successor.
Why does the Zhu family have a super large passenger aircraft as their own special plane?
Why does the family go to the same place, just have to take a plane separately?
So, just in case.
When the Zhu family traveled, each plane only took a family of direct members.
Even if you crashed, or you are calculated, then the family will not die.
This is the correct way to use private planes.
It is not a small goal for spending a small goal. It is a good thing to have a private jet.
The only thing to show off is the same.
money.
But the family is not, the family shows the heritage, the face.
This principle is also applicable to the head of state.
The chief of the Aurica, every time the special plane is lifted, must be two, one is right, you don't know at all, which plane he is on.
Jiang Wangshu is very nervous.
This time, he appeared as the deputy of Mr. Hu.
Su Yunkai and Father Jiang could not leave the capital, and Father Hu came forward, the role was the Dinghai God needle. In fact, Jiang Wangshu was the person who was responsible for all affairs.
He is not nervous.
If this national war, if there is any accident in his hands, don't say anything else, it is doomed to stink for thousands of years.
"How long are you going? Where did Grandpa Hu and Grandpa Hu be?"
"Is it almost here? How do I feel that time is a bit slow?"
"Su Mu, what are you doing?"
Jiang Wangshu said a few words in his nerves. He originally thought that Su Mu was listening. Looking back, Su Mu was lying on the wide sofa and slept positively.
Jiang Wangshu's anger.
He kicked him directly.
"What?"
Su Mu opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows without anger:
"You continue to pretend, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."
Jiang Wangshu suddenly lost his temper, dragged Su Mu up, and said with a smiley face:
"Brother -in -law, I'm not nervous, come, talk with me."
Su Mu yawned:
"Who is the follow -up class?"
Jiang Wangshu Hehe laughed:
"I am yours."
"Well, this is almost the same, go, pour the glass."
The two waiters standing in the carriage remained motionless and kept the most standard attitude, but they saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Su Mu's identity, they don't know.
However, they know Jiang Wangshu's identity.
In the capital, which young man, dare to talk to Jiang Gongzi like this?