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Chapter 1811 My dream will come true!

When the chaos returned to calm, Zhou Qingfeng felt a little desolate.

Rabbit intervened in the changes in the Banana Country, and Yingjiang's military deterrence was supported by professional soldiers. Xiao Jinlang from China personally came to urge Zhou Qingfeng to return, worried about his safety and worried that he would cause trouble again.

Zhou Qingfeng did not refuse, and he boarded his Singapore Airlines A380 passenger plane with "dog meat". The first-class stewardess only entertained a few people including him, and the service level was first-class, but he only needed a few newspapers to pass the time.

.

No matter what newspaper it is, the headline news these days has been wiped out by the explosion of the Rabbit Navy. Various photos, various comments, various speculations, and countless mysteries are shrouded in it. This sudden increase in naval power alone is enough

It made the surrounding countries tremble.

No matter how much the rabbit says it's harmless, the neighbors obviously don't see it that way.

While the Chinese people were celebrating the explosion of their navy, Zhou Qingfeng, who was the source of the explosion, felt bored. There was no more 'trash' worth his efforts to pick up, and the days to come would probably be boring.

In a daze, Zhou Qingfeng threw the newspaper aside, leaned on the sofa in the first-class cabin and closed his eyes. He quickly fell asleep and fell into a dream.

Zhou Qingfeng was very awake in his dream. He found himself standing on a street at dusk. The road surface was shabby, the buildings were old, and the pedestrians were in a hurry. A hair salon was playing the song "Meet Me in 1998" in a loop.

"I returned to Tianyang City twenty years ago in my dream?" Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and walked around casually without surprise or surprise. He was very familiar with the environment of this street, with old shops, dim street lights, and missing

The signboards with Chinese characters, the numb pedestrians, and even the trash cans are all in the place in my memory.

When passing by a street intersection, a group of children ran past Zhou Qingfeng screaming. Behind him was a fat middle-aged woman who was yelling and cursing and chasing her. There was a seven or eight-year-old child who failed to run away and was caught.

, and cried loudly after being beaten.

This..., isn't this myself?

These eyebrows, this appearance, and this head are clearly the Zhou Qingfeng of twenty years ago.

How could Zhou Qingfeng ignore it when he saw his young self being beaten? He stepped forward and grabbed the fat middle-aged woman and asked what happened?

"This kid stole the books from my bookstall. I caught him and ran away after snatching the books." The middle-aged woman was very angry.

Ah..., there is still this matter?

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and looked down at his eight-year-old self, who was still stunned. He probably got into too many troubles when he was a child, and he no longer remembers stealing books.

How can this be called stealing when it comes to scholars?

"What book? Let me buy it." Zhou Qingfeng touched his pocket and found no money. He took down the watch he was carrying and handed it to the middle-aged woman, "This watch can be exchanged for your book."

The middle-aged woman took the watch and took a look at it. She probably thought the watch was quite exquisite, and suddenly asked coyly: "How much does your watch cost? It's very expensive. Do you really use the watch to pay for this child?"

"It's okay, it's worth this book." Zhou Qingfeng felt that what happened in the dream didn't matter, so he waved his hand and the deal was established.

The middle-aged woman left quickly, fearing that Zhou Qingfeng would regret it. The children who ran away came back one after another. Zhou Qingfeng also squatted down and asked his younger self with a smile: "Why did you steal the book?"

"Because I like it, but I have no money." The young Qingfeng was very embarrassed, so he took out the book he had stolen and opened it.

It was a book called "Ship Knowledge", and the color page in the book was a large high-definition picture of the 167 'Shenzhen Ship'.

a ha ha ha!

Zhou Qingfeng laughed happily. He finally remembered what was going on. As a primary school student, he likes guns, cannons, planes, tanks, warships and other things like all boys. He was even obsessed with them for a while. When he saw something he liked

Military magazines, I can’t afford them, so I want to just pick them up.

Unfortunately, he failed and was beaten.

"The Shenzhen ship is such an old warship." Zhou Qingfeng said happily.

"Who said that? This is our best warship. He only joined the navy last year." The young Qingfeng actually raised his neck and argued, "This is our first flower-growing ship, the most advanced one."

Hahaha..., Zhou Qingfeng, who was the first flower grower twenty years ago, suddenly felt a sense of the vicissitudes of life.

When the young Qingfeng shouted loudly, one of the fatter children curled his lips and said disdainfully: "It's a pity that it's not as good as 'Arleigh Burke'. I have an uncle in Japan. He said 'Arleigh Burke' is the best."

destroyer."

"Nonsense, the Shenzhen ship is the best." The young Qingfeng argued unconvinced, "The magazines have said it, it is very powerful."

"What do you know? It's just better than the lousy 'Lvda' class." The fat kid said disdainfully: "Do you know what 'Aegis' is? It's a very powerful thing. Only Americans in the world have it.

Installed on the 'Arleigh Burke'. Do you have it on the Shenzhen ship? It looks rustic."

The young Qingfeng didn't know what 'Aegis' was, so he couldn't argue and could only blush with anger.

The fat boy continued to say proudly: "My uncle bought me many models, all of which are good things from abroad. Not to mention your Shenzhen ship is comparable to the 'Arleigh Burke', it is even better than the Japanese 'King Kong' class

No. Do you know what the 'King Kong' level is? Even if you tell me, you don't understand."

The young Qingfeng had never heard of "Arleigh Burke" or "King Kong" class. His dumbfounded look made the fat kid extremely happy, "You are worthy of liking these domestic weapons. In fact, these are not

Not as good as American ones.”

"Do you know about cruisers? Very, very big warships, whether the United States has them or not China has them."

"Do you know about battleships? They are also very big warships. The United States has them but not China."

"Do you know about aircraft carriers? They are super large warships. The United States does not have China."

"I have models of these warships. They were given to me by my uncle. My uncle said that after studying hard, you can go to the United States. If you can't, you can go to Japan. There is no future in China."

The fat kid was very proud. In his eyes, he must be successful in the future. His words made other children express envy. Everyone thought that they would be very powerful if they could go to the United States and Japan when they grow up. But ordinary people

Definitely can't go.

At this time, there was a sudden roar in the sky. All the children looked up at the sky. The fat kid also pointed at the sky and shouted: "Look, J-7."

"This thing looks so tacky, as if it's made of scrap aluminum from a junkyard. Let me tell you, any airplane with a hole in the nose is terrible. Only the one with a pointed nose is the best.

Awesome airplane.”

While the fat kid was talking, he took out a small bag from his schoolbag, which contained cards one after another. These are the gadgets included in street instant noodles. You can get one piece after eating a pack. Some of the cards have characters from Water Margin, and

What the fat kid took out was a set of airplane cards.

"Look, this is a powerful aircraft. This is the F-117 Nighthawk, which is very powerful. This is the F-15 Eagle, this is the F-16 Fighting Falcon, and this is the F-14 Panda

', this is the A-10 Warthog, and this is the B-2 Phantom. These are very powerful, all American aircraft."

The fat kid pulled out the aircraft cards one by one and displayed them, but no other children were allowed to touch them, not even to raise a finger. Seeing these beautiful fighter planes, and then thinking about the J-7 that just flew by in the sky, a bunch of little kids

Even the little kids let out gasps of surprise, and even the fools could tell who was more powerful.

The young Qingfeng also stared at it with envy. For a long time, he weakly asked, "Don't we have a plane with a pointed nose?"

"Hahaha, yes. The J-82 has a pointed nose. It's a pity that that kind of aircraft is evaluated by the Americans as a 'human-operated rocket'. We still have to send the aircraft to the United States and ask the Americans to help improve it, but

People don't like it at all.

By the way, here is my favorite F-22 Raptor. This aircraft is amazing. My uncle said it is an epoch-making fighter aircraft. No aircraft can compete with it. Our best fighter aircraft.

Eight in front of it can only eat ashes."

The fat kid took out a treasured F-22 aircraft card and deliberately covered it up, as if he would be damaged if he looked at it too much. The sci-fi appearance of the 'Raptor' made a lot of little kids sigh.

Everyone thinks this kind of aircraft must be awesome.

"Let me tell you, in another fifty years, China will not have an aircraft as powerful as the F-22. We can't even make the glass cover of the F-22, let alone other things. Let's not compare with the United States.

, we are not even as good as Japan. So when I grow up, I want to go abroad."

The fat kid had enough of showing off, put his flight card back into his school bag, and went home proudly. The rest of the little brats followed him, asking to please look at the F-22 again.

The young Qingfeng did not follow. He was extremely frustrated and could only weakly raise his head and ask Zhou Qingfeng: "Are our country's airplanes really so bad?"

Regarding this matter, Zhou Qingfeng also sighed, "Yes, it is indeed that bad now. Even worse than we imagined."

"Then the warships of our navy are not as good as those of the Americans, or even the Japanese?" the young Aomine asked again.

"Yes, the gap between the Navy and the Americans is wider than the gap between the Air Force and the Americans. It is so big that it makes people... despair." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the magazine in his hands when he was young, "The best thing we have now is Shenzhen.

It’s a ship, but it fell behind as soon as it was born.”

The young Qingfeng suddenly lowered his head and cried, "Actually, I know that our country is very poor. The teacher taught us the lesson and said that the wealth created by one Japanese is worth sixty Chinese.

The teacher also said that even if our best cities Beijing and Shanghai combined, the wealth created in a year is only one-third of that of Hong Kong, let alone Tokyo and New York. It made me sad to hear that, and I really hated how my country could be so weak.

"

Zhou Qingfeng could only continue to sigh. These days, literati admire foreign countries and make up all kinds of stories to prove that foreign countries are good. You can drink the toilet water in Japan directly, wash the dishes in Japan seven times, and Japanese children are better than our children.

And so on….

Literati say every day..., 'The economy is not as good as Japan, the technology is not as good as Japan, and the attitude is not as good as Japan. Japan is the best. We can't catch up with Japan at all, and chasing the United States is even more of a dream.'

"I actually stole the book because I wanted to read it for fun, but I can't be happy anymore." The young Qingfeng turned around and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "I'm sorry, I'm going to return the magazine to the bookstall proprietress and redeem your watch.

Come."

Zhou Qingfeng thought of the outcome of this incident... He was beaten by the bookstall proprietress, and his parents were sued, and then he was beaten again when he went home. After that, he never read any military magazines.

He no longer cared about the country's military, and he even became an angry young man.

"Wait a minute..." Zhou Qingfeng called out to his younger self, "I think... I think I'm here to tell you something when I see you now."

"What's going on?" The young Qingfeng had already walked some distance away, but still looked back at Zhou Qingfeng.

"I want to tell you that in a decade or so, we will have a fighter jet that can rival the F-22."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that in a decade or so, we will have more than a dozen advanced destroyers comparable to the 'Arleigh Burke'."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that in another ten years, we will also have aircraft carriers, and there will be at least two."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that little Japan will only be rampant for a few years, and we will soon be richer than it. In a dozen years, we will far surpass it.

By then Japan will be nothing in our eyes, and our future goal is to surpass the United States. By then there will be only two countries in the world, one is China and the other is foreign."

"real?"

"I guarantee you that all of this will come true, and it will be more real than real gold. China will be the world's largest country in the future, and we ordinary people will live a good life. Those who choose to be foreigners will sooner or later

To regret.

The anger we have suffered, the hardships we have suffered, and the sins we have suffered will all be paid back to our enemies sooner or later. When the time comes for foreigners to come to China, they will also admire the earth-shaking changes in our country. We will have a day when we can feel proud, and this day will not

It will be too far!”

In the dream, the young Qingfeng went home happily with the magazine. When Zhou Qingfeng woke up, he found that he had tears streaming down his face.

Xiao Yi on the side saw that he was actually crying and asked quickly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's okay, it's a dream, it's just a dream." Zhou Qingfeng wiped his tears and laughed endlessly.

Xiao Yi suddenly asked in confusion, "Why is your watch missing?"

Zhou Qingfeng's new watch was worth a lot of money. If he lost it, he would lose hundreds of thousands of dollars. But he raised his arm and looked at it blankly, and suddenly laughed loudly..., hahahahaha!

My dream, my dream will definitely come true!


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