Rebirth 86: I use games to kick open the door to the world

In the early morning, Lao Zhao leisurely got up from bed. As usual, he would turn on the radio to listen to the latest news.

Nowadays, there is a TV, but Lao Zhao still prefers to take a radio and listen to it while walking.

After a brief wash, Lao Zhao got dressed and got ready to go out.

At this time, my wife's voice came from the back room: "Go home early and wait for you to come back for dinner."

Lao Zhao waved his hand: "I understand. If you don't come back at twelve o'clock, don't wait."

"Then drink less! At your age, I don't want to carry you to bed anymore."

Lao Zhao responded with a smile: "Okay, okay."

Putting on his cloth shoes and hanging a radio on his waist, he left the house and walked towards the museum.

At this time, the museum had not yet opened. Along the way, there were some museum administrators who had just come to work. They were obviously very familiar with Lao Zhao, and they all greeted him enthusiastically: "Lao Zhao is here! Today It’s quite early.”

Lao Zhao also smiled and waved his hand: "I don't know what's going on today. I just feel like I should have come earlier, as if something is about to happen."

The person who said hello was amused after hearing this: "Hey, are you talking so mysteriously? Lao Zhao, you are a staunch materialist."

"This kind of thing is hard to explain, but it's here anyway. You have nothing to do today, right?"

The man recalled it carefully and said, "No, the library is still open and working normally. Nothing major happened, and I haven't heard of anyone coming to inspect."

"That's really weird."

In fact, Lao Zhao has been having a vague feeling since the past two days, as if something was going to happen.

But for a while he couldn't figure out the reason.

But after observing for two days, my daily life is still so calm and uneventful.

There's nothing particularly important going on at the radio station.

Oh, yes, it seems that the situation of Mao Zi in the north is getting worse and worse. He has mixed emotions towards this country.

They were considered old buddies at the beginning, but sometimes those idiots were a little arrogant, and they wanted to make trouble again after their life got better.

But Mao Ziguo should have nothing to do with his own mysterious feeling.

When he arrived at the control room, he chatted with a few colleagues and said hello, and then eagerly ran to work as a free guide for people after the museum opened.

His favorite things are walking, playing chess and visiting military expos.

He hasn't participated in a front-line battle for many years, and he still misses it occasionally.

And now it seems that I can only miss it here at Junbo. By the way, I will also popularize the stories of those years for some kids.

If I want to talk about what is special about today, it should be that there are so many children today. It seems that several elementary schools have collectively organized a day trip to the museum.

And Lao Zhao likes children. When he saw children wandering around in the museum, he never stopped being happy.

And while he was enthusiastically acting as a guide for the children, a young man wearing a uniform and standing tall ran over quickly.

"Mr. Zhao, Commander Kong is looking for you and said he has special news that he wants to inform you."

In the museum, most employees will call him Lao Zhao, and only some special people will give him another honorific title.

After hearing this, Lao Zhao's smile did not change, but his eyes narrowed slightly.

Special news?

"Let's go and hear some special news about the little hole."

Lao Zhao said goodbye to the children, followed the young man out of the museum, and left in a jeep.

It seems that this must be what he has been feeling lately.

The car soon arrived at Kong Jisong's office. Lao Zhao leisurely walked to the door and knocked on the door, then opened the door and entered.

At this time, Kong Jisong was talking to another person in the house. He smiled immediately when he saw Lao Zhao arriving.

"Mr. Zhao, you are here. When I went to your house before and you were not there, I knew you should go to the museum."

"There are still guests." Old Zhao said with a smile.

"Oh, yes, let me introduce you. This is Hao Cheng'an. We were sent abroad to take charge of security work before. He just returned from his duties two days ago."

"Hello, Mr. Zhao." Hao Chengan stood up politely and saluted Mr. Zhao.

Lao Zhao shot back, and then asked: "You are so anxious to ask me to tell you something, what is it specifically?"

"That's a good thing." Kong Jisong said with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, do you still remember an entrepreneur named Zuo Zhen?"

"Zuo Zhen...oh, I remember, he is that young man from Sichuan Province. I have a deep impression of him."

Lao Zhao's deepest impression of Zuo Zhen was mainly the idea he proposed.

The battlefield of cultural dissemination is a battlefield without smoke.

The United States is already ahead of all other countries on this path, and Zuo Zhen proposed that it should also keep up.

"Yes, that's that young man. Maybe Mr. Zhao doesn't know much about what's happening in foreign countries, so let Hao Cheng'an tell you."

Hao Chengan sat upright, nodded slightly and said, "Mr. Zhao, the real game founded by the entrepreneur Zuo Zhen has now become quite famous abroad. You see, this is the product he produced."

Hao Chengan picked up the two game cartridges on the coffee table, one of which was a heavy-duty mech and the other was a thunder fighter.

Old Zhao glanced at it and said, "It's a game cartridge. I know this. That's what Xiao Zuo does. What do you want to explain by showing this to me?"

Lao Zhao already had some guesses in his mind at this time, but he still wanted to hear it from his own mouth.

“This thing is very popular abroad now, and it contains our country’s equipment and weapons. Through this thing, even many children in the United States know a lot about our country’s things, and one child introduced it to me enthusiastically. , for fear that I wouldn’t know it.”

Hao Chengan briefly recounted some of his experiences in the United States.

While working as a security guard in the United States, he will come into contact with many foreigners, and there are also some children among them.

At that time, he was recognized by a child when he was wearing a Chinese uniform, and he enthusiastically wanted to talk to him.

This surprised Hao Chengan because this would never happen in the past.

And that kid was not afraid of anything, and said excitedly that he had seen similar costumes on Thunder Fighters and Heavy Marines, and the tanks and fighter jets driven by people wearing these costumes were very handsome and powerful. His favorite was The J-7 in the Thunder Fighter is a futuristic fighter that can release lasers and special full-screen bombing munitions.

At that time, Hao Chengan still couldn't figure out what was going on. Why did J-7 become a future model? What it is?

He did know that J-7 was a Chinese fighter plane.

Later, the child found him again a few days later and personally brought him a cassette of the Thunderbolt fighter. One version of the cassette cover used the J-7 to change the appearance of the future fighter.

The overall structure of this fighter is no different from the J-7 in his impression, except that some parts are made to look more sci-fi.

This shocked Hao Chengan at the time.