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Chapter 337 Sixth Master(2/2)

I saw a young man standing upright, wearing a military uniform with his epaulettes removed, carrying a military backpack, and wearing a big red flower on his chest.

Li Yuan was even more shocked. What kind of divine expansion is this?

Fortunately, a colonel shook hands with Peng Guolian warmly: "Old Peng, squad leader Ding happened to be discharged from the army, so I sent him home by the way. His family lives in Sichuan Province."

Peng Guolian smiled and waved his hand: "Our air force is convenient. We can travel anywhere in the country."

"Hahaha!"

"..."

After chatting for a while, Peng Guolian led Li Yuan and Squad Leader Ding onto the plane. Squad Leader Ding seemed a little nervous: "Chief, my name is Ding Ye, an eighth-year soldier. I have always been in the ground support company, and I have never been a soldier."

Been on a plane.”

Peng Guolian and Li Yuan were immediately happy. They have been in the Air Force for eight years and have never flown on a plane? This is indeed a bit cruel. This ride can be regarded as a benefit for retired soldiers, right?

Peng Guolian smiled and asked: "Xiao Ding, after getting off the plane, is it still far to go home?"

"Reporting to the chief. It still takes more than ten hours of long-distance driving from Chengdu."

"Then why did you decide to retire?"

"..." After a pause for a few seconds, "It happened to coincide with the disarmament. My culture is not good, so I didn't pass the military school. But I have been a model every year, so I had a chance to join the teaching team!"

"Alas!" Peng Guolian said nothing more. He was also an unlucky man.

However, in this era, there is still the path of promotion by the teaching team, and all promotions in the future are only those with military school qualifications. Moreover, there is no non-commissioned officer system, and veterans who cannot be promoted have no choice but to retire.

The three of them were arranged in the back row of the cockpit. After taxiing for takeoff, they started chatting.

The co-pilot was very curious: "Chief, what are you...?"

Peng Guolian smiled and replied: "I used to be the military representative of Chengdu Aircraft. I had something to do this time. This is Xiao Li, who is also a technician."

"Oh!" The troops were still disciplined, and the pilots didn't ask any questions.

Li Yuan got on the plane inexplicably. He was somewhat unhappy: "Old man, is it necessary for you to create such a big scene?"

Isn't it just a drone? Even Mr. Liu is on it?

But Peng Guolian looked serious: "Xiao Li, this kind of thing is no big deal. Before decrypting it, you must control your mouth."

"Okay!" Li Yuan was a little impatient.

Peng Guolian continued to warn: "Xiao Li, I heard that you have been abroad a lot. You need to pay more attention in the future!"

"Hey! I understand."

"Don't ignore it. Repeat it. What do you understand?"

"I understand, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Hey, old man, there was indeed one time when I was abroad, and someone asked me how my eighth master would like to have sex."

The cabin suddenly became quiet. Peng Guolian also became nervous: "Xiao Li, what did you say?"

"Hey! Didn't I know that at the time? I said, I have a friend who studies the J-8. In fact, what the J-8 is most afraid of is not F15, F16, F117, or even F22. What it is most afraid of is the wild cat.

(F4F, a fighter jet used by the US military in World War II). It really can’t beat a dog fight! The People’s Air Force shivered when it saw a wild cat! I confess, I was just bragging casually? But then... he seemed to have made a phone call in a hurry?

I don’t know the content of the phone call.”

The cabin burst into laughter. Peng Guolian laughed and scolded: "You are a good talker, aren't you?"

"No, no, what I love most is respecting the old and the young. I also told him that the most powerful thing about the J-8 is that it lies flat, and it became the J-∞. So - the J-8 cannot lie flat, it cannot lie flat.

Enemy! Haha!"

There was laughter all around again.

Li Yuan just talked nonsense with his eyes wide open. He hadn't told Peng Guolian yet that the nickname of a certain Cai of the J-8 also had an indescribable nickname.

Peng Guolian was trembling with anger. He pointed at Li Yuan and laughed, ready to curse...

A crew member quickly interrupted: "It's almost time, let's eat some fruit. The Yantai Big Apple was distributed today!"

Li Yuan was shocked again: "Fuck! Can you eat fruit on a military aircraft?"

Please! This is not a civil aviation aircraft. There are people who drink Happy Water or Maotai. Okay! Drinking Maotai happened on China’s civil aviation in the 1980s, and you could even smoke on it. Later... didn’t it burn? So domestic civil aviation issued a ban

——Smoking in the cabin is prohibited.

Unexpectedly, I won the notification award from the ICAO? In this era, all civil aviation aircraft in various countries are allowed to smoke? Can you believe it?

The crew member smiled and explained: "We are bombers! Sometimes we need to fly for more than ten hours, so we have food rations. I heard that I would take you with me, so I specially received three more...

Eh? Why is there an extra apple? And where is that Squad Leader Ding?"

Damn it! Everyone looked around, and there were no people in such a small cabin. What kind of divine unfolding was this? Could it be that the performance turned into a living person?

Everyone looked at each other. The captain ordered: "Sir, go to the back cabin and take a look..."

In the weird atmosphere, the entire cabin was silent. Li Yuan couldn't laugh or cry. Why did the urban novel turn into a fantasy novel?

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the crew member to lead Ding Ye back. He tried his best to hold back his laughter: "He was locked in the toilet."

Ding Ye's face turned red and he explained incoherently: "No, no. As soon as I entered, the light went out. I couldn't touch the door lock."

Li Yuan asked strangely: "Do you need to turn off the lights after taking off?"

Peng Guolian looked at him like an idiot: "Why don't you turn off the lights to point the direction for the anti-aircraft guns? Hey, Xiao Ding, even if you went to the toilet, why didn't you say anything?"

"I...I've been on a parked plane and know where the toilet is...I..."

grass!
Chapter completed!
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