On the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month, the smell of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger in the cold air. Every household begins to prepare items for the New Year. Relatives who did not move around often in the past began to visit frequently. The business in shopping malls and hotels is also much more prosperous than usual.
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After more than half a year of construction, the originally dirty and messy shanty towns on high soil slopes have turned into commercial CBD and high-rise residential areas that have begun to take shape. When the original residents pass by the construction site, they always stop and watch, looking forward to moving in.
A beautiful scene in a new house.
Deputy Director Yuan came and went, taking some measures but to no avail. My daughter was determined to stay in Jiangbei City. Even if her organizational connections were forcibly transferred to the Provincial No. 1 Hospital by her mother, she would not compromise and was at home.
I found a job at a small clinic nearby, which made Deputy Director Yuan very angry. Fortunately, there are always rewards. At least Yuan Lin followed his aunt back to the provincial capital.
A heavy snowfall covered Jiangbei City. Liu Ziguang returned home after a long day's work. When he opened the door, he saw Fang Fei standing at the door with a smile, wearing an apron, patting the snowflakes on his body and saying, "Why?
You came home so late, I wonder if today is the New Year, my dad has been waiting for you for a long time."
Sure enough, Vice President Fang was sitting on the sofa chatting with his father. Liu Ziguang quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, something delayed me."
He was telling the truth. The Changle ship finally passed all the approvals and came to the high seas. As a result, the main engine broke down and it was stopped for two weeks. There were more than 20 sailors, 50 exploration team members and 20 people on board.
It was a very troublesome thing for the security guards who accompanied the team to have nearly a hundred people eating, drinking, eating, drinking, and being entertained. He needed to coordinate and solve many things. In the past few days, the maritime phone bill alone cost hundreds of dollars.
The family is reunited and lively. The women are cooking in the kitchen, and the men are watching TV and chatting in the living room. International news is being played on the 52-inch large-screen LCD TV. The picture shows the mountains and mountains of Afghanistan.
The terrorist at the head of the hospital, a voice-over introduced the latest situation of the British female doctor kidnapped by the Taliban. No one noticed that Liu Ziguang's mobile phone was vibrating silently on the coffee table.
"It's time to eat." Fang Fei placed the last plate on the dining table, took off her apron and shouted to the men. Everyone gathered at the dining table. Vice President Fang specially took out the Wuliangye that had been treasured for many years and said, "Today
Our two families have gathered together happily, and we will be one family next year. This bottle of wine can be used to wish our two children happiness."
Liu Ziguang took the wine bottle, opened it, and poured wine for everyone. Suddenly the doorbell rang, with a melodious ding-dong sound, and his mother wondered: "Who will come for dinner?"
"I'll open the door." Fang Fei volunteered and ran over. When she opened the door, she saw a charming young woman standing outside the door, holding a suitcase in one hand and holding a child in the other. The little boy's face was red and there were stains on his clothes.
There are snowflakes, obviously they just came in from outside.
"Who are you?" they both asked at the same time.
The person here is Li Wan. She has been busy with the IPO in the capital recently. Xiaocheng is also fostered at her grandma's house in the capital. As soon as her work came to an end, she rushed back from the capital. Because of the heavy snow, the airport was closed, and Mr. Li
She came by train. In fact, the work here in Jiangbei was already on track. It could still operate normally even if Mr. Li was away. What made her rush back was just a woman's natural intuition.
The person who opened the door was a young girl with curved eyebrows and youthful eyes. The dining table at home was full of people, and Liu Ziguang was looking at this side with a bottle of wine in his hand.
Li Wan was such a smart person. After a tenth of a second, he returned to normal. He smiled and said, "It's almost the Chinese New Year. Come and have a look." After that, he opened his suitcase and took out a gift box and handed it to Fang.
Fei shouted into the room again: "Uncle and aunt, I won't go in."
"Mr. Li, come in and have dinner together." My mother stood up and greeted her, secretly complaining that her son was not honest in his work. He knew that Mr. Li's widow was unemployed, but he still got so close. Now that he is fine, let Fang Fei think.
"No, the car is still waiting below." Li Wan said politely, turned around and left. Xiao Cheng was about to say something, but his mother covered his mouth.
Fang Fei was a little confused and looked back at Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang said nothing. His parents also smiled awkwardly. Vice President Fang pushed up his glasses and said nothing.
"Why don't you go out and take a look? I might have trouble with you." Fang Fei urged Liu Ziguang.
Liu Ziguang hesitated for a moment and hurried downstairs, but Li Wan was nowhere to be seen. He looked around and shouted twice, but was drowned out by the sound of firecrackers.
Li Wan stood in the darkness with his child in his arms, tears welling up in his eyes, but he still dragged his suitcase away without hesitation.
Suddenly, a dazzling beam of light hit Liu Ziguang, and the roar of propellers and a familiar voice came from the air: "Why don't you answer the phone?"
Liu Ziguang covered the light beam and looked into the sky. He saw a helicopter hovering at a height of more than ten meters away. Zhao Hui, wearing a helmet, was sitting at the door of the cabin and was shouting to him with an electric horn.
"Emergency mission, I'll give you three minutes, tell your family and we'll leave." Zhao Hui finished speaking without hesitation and threw down a rope ladder.
If it weren't for an urgent mission, Zhao Hui would not have mobilized a helicopter to pick him up. Liu Ziguang made a wait gesture and rushed home quickly. At this time, many people had gathered in the small residential square, looking at this curiously.
A helicopter in civilian livery.
Liu Ziguang ran home, took only his mobile phone and satellite phone, and said to his family: "I have an emergency and I will go out for a few days." When he walked to the door, he looked at Fang Fei, who looked innocent, pinched her little face and said:
"Wait until I come back."
Under the surprised eyes of countless neighbors, Liu Ziguang climbed up the ladder and climbed up the civilian-painted Zhi-Jiu. Zhao Hui handed him a helmet. After putting it on, he could speak through the in-plane communication channel much more conveniently.
As the helicopter flew toward the airport, Zhao Hui scolded: "What's wrong with you kid? You made several calls and didn't answer the phone, so you have to force me to mobilize all my troops to pick you up in person."
Liu Ziguang looked at his phone, and there were indeed a lot of missed calls on it, including those from Zhao Hui, some from Li Wan, and a text message from Wei Ziqian, which reminded him that Mr. Li had returned from the capital.
I sighed in my heart that Assistant Wei was the most considerate, and asked Zhao Hui: "Why are you so urgent?"
"Of course it's an emergency. There's a big deal to be done. Yesterday, one of the US military's newest drones, the Predator C, crashed in the mountains of Afghanistan. It is said that it has been acquired by an armed organization. Our mission is to buy this thing.
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"Have you contacted me? What if they don't sell it?" Liu Ziguang asked loudly.
"If they don't want to sell it, convince them to sell it," Zhao Hui laughed.
While he was talking, the helicopter had landed at a military airport on the outskirts of Jiangbei City. Although the field was still covered with snow, the airport had been cleared of shells. Liu Ziguang pointed at a silver-white bomber and said, "I won't just take this."
Bar."
"The weather is bad and civil airports have been closed. Why not take this ride? Come on, boy, let me experience what real flying is."
Liu Ziguang put on a flight helmet and a thick leather fur-collared flight suit, and climbed into the cabin with Zhao Hui. Their positions were right at the nose of the plane. In front of them were pieces of transparent glass. The visibility was extremely good, because this was originally
These are the positions of the navigator and bomber.
After the pilot and co-pilot were in place, the two turbojet 8 engines on the H-6 began to roar, and the aircraft quickly took off. The movements were countless times faster than the sticky and whirring civilian airliners. Liu Ziguang only felt dizzy, and then he saw
Thousands of lights beneath your feet.
"It feels good, it feels like you are flying." Zhao Hui asked proudly.
"Yes, but it's very cold." Liu Ziguang said.
The H-6 flew at a subsonic speed of Mach 0.75 at an altitude of 10,000 meters. The weather conditions were very poor and the clouds were thick. The pilot relied entirely on instruments and experience to fly. Fortunately, the pilot was the commander of a bomber regiment of the Air Force and had quite a lot of experience, especially
I am transferring to the airport in the Northwest Military Region. I have flown this route countless times.
After a night of flying, the bombers finally landed at a combat-ready airport near Urumqi. What came to greet them was a rugged black Russian-imported military off-road vehicle. Zhao Hui smiled and said: "Okay, Old T is here too.
"
The two took off their flight jackets and threw them into the H-6 cabin. They put on the desert camouflage military coats handed over by the airport ground staff, put on their cotton military caps and walked to the off-road vehicle. The winter in the northwest is much colder than in the Central Plains. The two were wearing single leather shoes.
My feet were numb from the cold, and after walking a few steps I felt my blood flow a little smoother.
An army major got out of the car, walked over and saluted: "Hello, I am responsible for cooperating with you in this operation..."
Before he finished speaking, he was stunned because the Army Major discovered that standing in front of him was his old friend, Liu Ziguang, a reserve officer from Jiangbei City.
Liu Ziguang also recognized that the person in front of him was Guanye. He did not expect that the people from the Special Forces Brigade of the Southeast Military Region were performing tasks in the northwest. However, neither of them said a word. They had special identities and were both performing special missions.
, the best way is to pretend not to know him.
"My name is Guanye! I am responsible for your security affairs." Guanye said.
"I am Zhao Hui, and he is Liu Ziguang." Zhao Hui introduced briefly, and the three of them got into the off-road vehicle. Guanye drove out of the airport, parked in the field, pointed to the cardboard box on the back seat and said, "Change it.
Clothes."
There were three down jackets in the box. After the three of them changed their outer clothes, they looked like ordinary people. Then Guanye drove straight to Urumqi Diwopu International Airport and went directly to the VIP channel to board the plane. They didn't know until they got on the plane.
, this Tu-154 passenger plane has been delayed for half an hour in order to wait for their three guests.
Tu-154 finally took off, and its destination was Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan.