Scholars in the courtyard

Base, communication room.

The fat man had finished his hot dog and put his coffee not far away.

At this moment, the girl he liked was leaning on his arms, babbling, which softened his heart.

Touching the girl's hand and smelling the unique smell of kimchi, the fat man's face trembled.

He decided that after finishing work, he must take the girl to taste the most delicious sausage, which is definitely much better than kimchi.

Hmm? Work?

Oh, damn work.

The fat man endured his inner restlessness and took out a green coin from his pocket and stuffed it into the girl's collar, which was also to tell others that this was owned by someone, and others should not make plans.

Turned around and walked to his work station, he had to stick to the end.

Just as he approached, the fat man's face became solemn, because the button representing communication turned red.

This means

Lost contact.

Oh, damn it!

With a cry of surprise, the fat man bumped into the two people beside him and ran to the workbench.

"Stark, damn fat pig, you did a damn good thing."

"Damn it, I'm going to beat your ass."

The two cursed angrily, and one of them spilled coffee on his clothes, looking ugly.

But Stark didn't care at all, sat down on the chair, pushed the mess in front of him aside, and then quickly checked the equipment.

The equipment was fine, and other communications were smooth.

Drops of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Turning on the recording device, there was a hissing sound from it. He knew that this was because the speed of the Blackbird was too fast and the audio could not be transmitted effectively, but he could still vaguely hear some words.

"Shut up, damn it, turn off that damn broken machine."

"I'm talking to you, Jace, turn off the fucking music for me."

At this moment, the fat man Stark burst out with energy proportional to his body, directly making the entire communication room silent.

Then the fat man sat down and listened to the voice in the recording.

The people around him also realized that something was wrong, especially when someone saw the red light indicating that the communication was interrupted, their faces froze and they hurried to their posts.

The female groups who came to comfort him immediately hid in the corner like quails, looking at everything in front of them in panic.

These Americans who usually spend money like water and are not afraid of anything became extremely serious at this moment.

Chi Chi~~

". There are missiles behind us."

"It's a plane"

"Wal, we are locked!"

"Oh my God, hide, gogogo"

"We were hit"

"Damn, Bird's Nest, hear the answer."

"Fat pig, damn fat pig, speak to me!"

"No~~ They are too fast."

"No~~~"

Chi Chi

One by one, the interviews were mixed with the interference of Chi Chi. Although it was not very clear, the vague sound could still be heard clearly.

But after hearing it clearly, everyone's heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

Especially the sergeant on duty, who knocked down the food rack and sat on the ground, with delicious food scattered all around.

And the "damn fat pig" in Cessna's mouth was Fatty Stark, who was now slumped in the chair.

He knew that this time, he would go to the military court.

"Quick, report quickly."

The sergeant came to his senses and shouted loudly.

The stunned soldiers ran out immediately.

Base commander, office.

Mossos was holding a cup of coffee, and a turkey with a fragrant oil was placed on the table not far away.

This was specially cooked for him by the chef of the base.

As a carnivore, every meal must have meat.

And today, what can compare to the turkey shipped from the distant motherland?

This is the taste of home.

This is the best gift for Christmas.

Well, a gift from home.

Mossos put down the coffee, then sat at the table, and then picked up the prepared knife and fork, ready to cut off the fattest part as his appetizer.

But before the knife was cut, the door was violently pushed open.

His adjutant came in, his face panicked, and he immediately said, "Sir, our Bai Yang, something happened."

Mossos's scolding was blocked in his mouth, and then he put down his knife and fork, "What happened?"

"Sir, Bai Yang was on a reconnaissance mission and was intercepted by the enemy. Now we have lost contact."

"Impossible, how could the enemy intercept them? Impossible, that's a blackbird, not a sparrow!"

Mossos reacted and argued immediately, and the adjutant opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Just standing aside, just staring at each other silently.

The next second, Mossos pushed the turkey on the table down and strode out.

The adjutant hurriedly followed.

"Contact that damn Howard, I want him to see me immediately, right now."

The adjutant stopped and ran to the other side immediately.

Bang

The door was kicked open, and Mossos walked quickly to the communication desk, and the fat man beside him dodged to the side.

The sergeant hurried forward to report the situation.

"You mean, Baiyang was attacked, maybe by missiles carried by the plane?"

"Yes, sir."

The sergeant quickly opened the recording that he had sorted out, and Mossos listened carefully with a cold face.

". There is a missile behind us."

"It's a plane"

"Wall, we've been locked!"

After listening for a moment, Mossos's face flushed.

He knew that something must have happened to Bai Yang, but the problem was that they didn't know the final situation.

At least they should know in which area the plane crashed, what happened in the end, whether it was a plane or a missile, and what happened to the two of them.

But now, there was nothing else except a burst of curses, repeated calls, and repeated complaints.

And the main responsibility for all this was this group of bastards.

Thinking that after the Blackbird had an accident, the higher-ups would definitely send someone to investigate, and even other problems would be involved.

Thinking of this, the beautiful atmosphere of Christmas disappeared without a trace.

"Come here."

Mossos shouted directly, and then a team of military police came in.

"Take away this damn dereliction of duty and put him in the confinement room."

"Take everyone else away for investigation."

As the voice fell, everyone in the room turned pale.

There was also a foul smell coming out, and everyone looked over and saw that it was the fat man Stark, with a yellow spot under his trouser legs.

"Take him away."

Mossos slammed the table in anger, and everyone dared not resist.

Three people came to the fat man and dragged him out with great effort.

Mossos listened to the recording over and over again until there was no one else in the room.

The more he listened, the more frightened he became.

It is certain that the other party is well prepared.

This is a trap.

A correct version can be found in the 16-9 book bar!

But he is a stupid prey, delivering fat meat to his mouth.

More importantly, this Blackbird is not in the normal duty arrangement, which means that the plane should be in the base.

But now, where is the plane?

"Howard, this bastard, this bastard"

Thinking of this mission, he hated to shoot this bastard.

In the base, in the bar.

Howard and Melo are enjoying the gentleness of water. In this cold season, only the warmth from the skin can make them feel relaxed.

"Oh, respected Mr. Melo, it's different here from the big guys."

Howard looked at Melo who was about to surrender and couldn't help but joked.

Maile gritted his teeth, looked at the other party's relaxed look, and couldn't help but sneered, "You must have taken drugs, otherwise, you would never have won me."

Howard sneered, "Is it so difficult to admit that others are better than you?"

"Get lost, I can admit other things, but I can never admit this man's dignity."

While speaking, Maile endured it again, but his movements slowed down.

"Haha, your ridiculous man's dignity is nothing in front of me"

Bang

The door was knocked open, and a cold wind rushed in, making the two shiver.

Then there was the woman's scream, and the two people's disbelief.

"What are you doing?"

"Howard, we are ordered to pick you up, please come with us immediately."

The man didn't even bother to talk to the two people. Several people behind him immediately stepped forward and dragged the two people out.

"Damn it, give us clothes."

After the two were dragged out and everyone left, the women came to the clothes and took out all the money inside. Then they left with the clothes.

In the car, the two were wrapped in a blanket, with bruises on their faces.

This was the result of their resistance.

But at the moment, they had no intention of revenge, because the news they received was too shocking.

The car stopped, and the two ran into the communication room wrapped in blankets.

Just as they came in, they were frightened by Mossos's appearance.

At this moment, Mossos didn't care about the other party's embarrassed appearance at all, staring at Howard fiercely, "Damn Howard, this is a trap, and you are accomplices, you are fully responsible this time, fully responsible."

"If it weren't for your wrong intelligence, would we have suffered such a big loss?"

"I will send you to court and accept the most severe punishment."

Mossos wanted to stab the two.

Just because of this, his bright career was about to end.

Thinking of this, my heart aches.

"Mr. Mossos, please calm down and listen to me."

Howard held the blanket to cover his body with one hand and calmed Mossos with the other hand.

But Mossos had no patience and asked the guards to take the two away.

"Stop, stop, I'm from the Intelligence Bureau, you don't have the power."

Howard got rid of the guard's hand and looked at Mossos at the same time, "Tell me everything you know, we still have a chance."

"Mossos, you know, I'm better than you in intelligence."

"Speak out, we may still have a chance, if not, both of us will have a hard time."

Maybe Howard's voice made Mossos change his mind, so he let the guard go out.

"I want to know everything."

Howard spoke, Mossos snorted coldly, turned on the recorder, and then the three listened on the side.

The more he listened, the colder Howard's heart became.

Needless to say, he knew that the other party had a purpose and measures to ambush.

Meile on the side was already shaking with his legs.

If they got false information and caused such losses, then they are mainly responsible.

Thinking of this, Mele couldn't control his bladder.

"What else can you say? This is a play, a trap that has been set long ago."

"And you stepped into it."

Mossos smoked a cigarette with an ugly look on his face.

Howard opened his mouth, at a loss.

Suddenly, Mossos stood up, "I will report it truthfully."

He walked out, he wanted the guards to keep an eye on the two men, they must not run away, otherwise who would take the blame?

Just as he was about to open the door, he saw the door open, and then saw the adjutant rush in.

This was the second time he saw this look today, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Sir, listen to this."

He ran to the radio on the side and turned it quickly until a faint sound came from inside, then stopped.

The three people in the room were stunned, not knowing why.

Just listening to this tune, there is a sense of familiarity.

The adjutant immediately said, "Sir, this is the song played by the Chinese satellite."

"They have announced that they launched a rocket not long ago. After ten minutes of flight, they successfully launched a 173-kilogram satellite."

"The song playing now is called "The East is Red."

"The whole world has received it."

The more the adjutant spoke, the more the three people in the room felt depressed, until they sank into the icy sea and shuddered.

After the adjutant finished speaking, there was only the repetitive melody of "The East is Red" in the room, which became a nightmare that the three people could not get rid of.