Great Power Technology

A week later, over Istanbul, I was on a plane flying to China.

Wang Yang relaxed and leaned back in the chair. At hand was the toy model that his son had asked him to keep temporarily after he brought it on the plane.

After reading the overwhelming news reports, he already knew that this model of the Golden Crow bomber that was created based on imagination was still very different from the real Jinwu, but this did not affect his special feelings towards this model.

Just days before, on a fire stairway in Istanbul, he had watched a prototype of the plane fly through the sky, using its huge shadow to disperse a rioting mob.

Later, he saw from the news the whole process of Jinwu opening the bomb magazine and carrying out demonstration bombing - although the official propaganda was that it was just a routine military exercise, everyone knew that the bombing was aimed at the Allied Forces United Fleet. Go.

As long as the other party's attitude is a little inappropriate, then the ammunition will not explode on the sea, but in the middle of the fleet.

Can the ammunition carried by a Golden Crow completely wipe out a mixed ship formation?

He checked a lot of information on the Internet, but could not get a definite answer. The only certainty was that if one was not enough, then two would definitely be enough.

At that time, there were a total of three Golden Crows in that area.

It seems that the country really wanted to tear off the face at that time, but at the last moment, the face that had been half torn off was forcibly sewn back by those ridiculous Western politicians.

A series of dialogues unfolded, a series of guarantees and statements were issued, and all military dispatches entered a freezing period. Even the exchange of fire between two tribes in Africa was suspended because they were worried that the Chinese side would misjudge that their military actions would cause local conflicts. The interests of Chinese employees working in the oil field were harmed - in fact, that oil field was dozens of kilometers away from the scene of the exchange of fire.

However, no one is willing to touch China's bad luck at this time, what if?

In the past, the Chou Country was a bit reluctant to be the world's police. Military bases were spread all over the world, and its deterrence was not enough to cover all countries. But if it were replaced by Chinese people.

No, they don't want to be the world's police, and they don't have that intention.

They just want everyone to do their own thing well.

In addition to the Allied Powers, the attitude of the Ugly Country is also intriguing. Their officials seem to be unsurprised by the "silent offensive" launched by China, as if they know that China can have absolute information superiority in the war.

No one knows what is going on, but everyone knows that the Chinese people just used the same methods they used on the Chou Kingdom in a more drastic way.

Wang Yang shook his head and closed the pad in front of him. He looked at his youngest son beside him, who was staring at the sky outside in a daze.

He unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over, asking:

"Tuan Tuan, what are you looking at?"

Tuantuan knocked on the glass with his hand and replied:

"Let me see if there are any planes outside."

Wang Yang burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"There will be no planes outside. The routes of planes are independent of each other. We have been taking off for so long, and you can't see other planes here."

"Yes! I've seen it before!"

"That was during takeoff."

Wang Yang didn't want to argue with this kid who had just finished kindergarten. He turned back and said to his wife beside him:

"This time is really thrilling. I didn't expect that I just wanted to go back to my country and make such a big fuss. Do you think we are witnessing history?"

"It must be witnessing history, but I don't understand why they did this. I read a lot of news on the Internet and I was confused."

The wife looked a little confused. In the past few days, she had been reading various news on her mobile phone, analyzing the cause and development of the incident with netizens, and speculating with the Chinese trapped in Istanbul when the problem would be solved and when the flight would arrive. Can go around.

According to her understanding, this incident was like a disagreement between two camps on how to fight against the adjacent dimension crisis. The conflict occurred because both sides did not agree with each other. However, after reading the analysis of netizens, she felt that it was not so Simple.

Aren’t it still those Westerners who want to fight for hegemony?

In this case, will they really give up so easily?

She felt uneasy again when she thought that just before takeoff, some people in the group said that the plane might not be able to land safely and that they might control the plane to temporarily fly to other countries and cause some trouble for China.

She had gone through too many twists and turns this time, and she really didn't want to go through it again.

Looking at her tightly furrowed brows, Wang Yang gently patted his wife's hand and comforted her:

"It's okay to be confused. The reasons behind such large-scale games are usually very complicated and have nothing to do with us - now we just want to return home smoothly."

"Will it go smoothly? I heard that some planes landed in other countries midway. They said they were temporary transfers. I don't know if that's true."

"Are you worried that they will detain us again?"

"Um."

The wife nodded and replied worriedly.

"This is unlikely. If you want to detain it, it should be deducted on the ground. Once you get on the plane, it should be safe."

"The most unsafe place is on a plane, okay? Think about it, on the ground, we are at least within the monitoring range of the aircraft carrier formation, but what about getting on a plane?"

"When we get on the plane and complain to the sky and the earth, who can control us?"

"These people are crazy. What if they really do something?"

After hearing this, Wang Yang also fell silent. According to common sense, his wife's worries should be extremely ridiculous, but the problem is, when it comes to those Westerners, they suddenly feel that they can do any bad thing.

What if a few robbers suddenly burst out of the plane and hijacked the plane? What if the air force of the country you are passing through suddenly comes to intercept? What if someone directly launches a missile and shoots down the plane?

His hands subconsciously clenched the armrests of the seat, and the fear of being trapped on the fire stairs once again enveloped him. The helplessness and despair surged up, making him vaguely breathless.

The idea of ​​"getting off the plane immediately" even flashed through his mind, but he also realized the ridiculousness of this idea.

get off a plane? How? Open the hatch and jump down?

If I had known earlier, I would have waited with the others and took the Air China flight back. Why did I have to go faster and choose the Turkish Airlines flight?

They clearly united with the government to harm the Chinese people a month ago!

Wang Yang slapped his thigh hard and sighed heavily.

Seeing his expression, his wife realized that she had conveyed bad emotions, so she comforted him:

"It's not that serious. I just said it casually. Don't worry, it will definitely be fine."

"I know there is a high probability that everything will be fine, but I just can't let it go. Think about it."

In the middle of Wang Yang's words, the youngest son on the side suddenly pointed out the window and shouted:

"Dad, plane!"

Wang Yang turned his head subconsciously, and then he saw a strange sight that he had only seen in his life.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, there is a huge airplane with its wings spread out, like a mythical giant bird, flying through the sky under the reflection of the rising sun.

Other passengers in the cabin of the passenger plane also opened the visors of the porthole windows. When they saw the plane, everyone let out a uniform exclamation.

Wang Yang had a vague feeling that the plane seemed not to be a human creation.

It is a god who descends from the void and suppresses all things.

A moment later, a Chinese announcement suddenly sounded on the cabin radio.

"Hello passengers, this is Jinwu No. 3, we are broadcasting to you via wireless communication."

"You are about to transfer to the Air Silk Road route, and I will sail with you for the next 1,000 kilometers."

The communication was hung up, and Wang Yang looked out the porthole again. The Golden Crow had begun to speed up. From his perspective, he could gradually only see the bright light of the warm yellow wake ejected from the tail of the aircraft.

Like, a sun that never sets.