A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 204 Let’s go!Tank race!
Moshu's house.

It was packed with neighbors and his colleagues who were watching!
With the big mouth greetings of Brother Li and Jiutong, everyone in Haicheng knew!
That warlord from Southern Province, that man who has not been married in his forties and has no girlfriend yet!
He has a girlfriend!

This is simply scarier than the sun rising from the west!
Therefore, without affecting work, all Moshu's colleagues came.

And the surrounding neighbors, the neighbors who have been suffering for a long time, are all here!

"My old man is not in good health! Look at you, you are so vain! Young people need to be in control! You, an old guy, need to be in control even more!"

"Moshu! Let's go! Let's go to the sea to mess with shrimps!"

"Let's go! The village chief's chicken has grown fat again! He's very arrogant, let's go!"

"Everyone give way! Our ultimate matchmaker, Professor Mo Yu, is here! Give up your seat!"

Mo Yu walked through the separated crowd, took the chicken legs and sat down at the main seat.

Opposite them were Mo Shu and Serena, who looked pale.

Salina was very happy because there was no word shy in her dictionary.

Moreover, the more people there are, the more mixed the words, and the easier it is to hear the news!

The whole person was nestled in Mo Shu's arms. Mo Shu pushed her several times in full view of the public, but did not push her away.

She could only let Serena do what she did.

There was some indescribable disgust in his eyes.

After taking a look, Mo Yu turned his head and said directly to his uncle Mo Jun: "How about we just wait and see?"

Mo Jun was greeting the guests. When he heard this, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then made a fist with his right hand and hit his left hand.

"Okay! I'll go find the fortune teller to find out the time!"

After the old uncle left, Mo Yu also stood up and asked the spectators to leave.

"It's all gone! There's nothing to see!"

"Take a closer look now! Mo Shu will kill one more chicken then!"

"Why bother!"

"Get your red envelopes ready! Just be ready to have a feast!"

"When I heard that Mo Shu found a wife, the village chief was so righteous that he donated his chickens!"

"Everyone, go eat chicken!"

Mo Jun moved quickly and invited the fortune teller from the next village as quickly as possible.

An old man who has been blind for many years.

His snow-white eyebrows reach down to his cheeks, and he has a long goatee. He has a very fairy-like demeanor!

After hearing the birth dates of the two of them, before he could frown, an envelope came into his hand.

Mo Yusai's.

The old man knew the weight of the money just by weighing it with his hands!
1 yuan!

With a flick of the middle finger of his left hand, which was counting, the envelope slipped into the wide sleeve of his right hand.

"September 26! The fifth day of the eighth lunar month! It's a good day!"

"Getting engaged that day! Just right!"

The next second, another envelope was slammed into his hand.

"Sir, may I ask when is the best time to get married!"

The fortune teller crossed his hands, pinched a stamp, and flicked the fingers of his right hand.

The envelope slipped into the left sleeve.

"October [-]nd! The [-]th day of the eighth lunar month! It's a good day!"

"It's still a day off! We're getting married on that day! It's just right! You can get more gift money!"

Repeating the date twice to the surroundings, Mo Yu shouted loudly: "Okay! It's decided!"

"Uncle! Let Mo Shu lead people to prepare three gold and three silver coins!"

"Engaged on August [-]th! Married on August [-]th! This will directly resolve your old man's worries!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shu rushed over and grabbed Mo Yu's hand.

He didn't say anything, just looked at him fiercely!
Mo Yupi pushed Mo Shu's hand away with a smile, and Jie Jie started laughing strangely.

Once you finalize what needs to be done, the days go by quickly.In a blink of an eye, it’s September 26th.

The day of Moshu’s engagement.

After calling her sister-in-law and asking for a 12-yuan red envelope, Mo Yu took the tank with her.

Get on the Y20 plane arranged by Ma Chao and head to Damao's house to prepare for the modern tank biathlon.

The pilot on the mission looked at the big guy who was slowly stuffed into the plane and took a deep breath.

Such a big tank?

Now the Navy has new destroyers, the Army has new tanks, and the Air Force has new bombers!
I don’t know when it will be the transport plane’s turn!
I heard that the big one in the bombing formation can pull more than 400 tons of bombs at a time!
Perhaps, the title of transport aircraft should be given to that bomber!

Moscow Airport.

Because it is close to the pole, even though it is still September, the nights in Moscow are already chilly.

In the howling wind, Peter could only stand on the airport and look at the sky silently.

No matter how cold it was, he didn't cry.

Because there are no tears in Moscow!
At this time, the tower's voice came from the intercom on his chest.

"Ground support! Ground support! This is the tower! Received identification signal, four Y20! They are transport aircraft participating in the tank biathlon competition! Can we land?"

After taking a few deep breaths, Peter picked up the intercom and said, "This is the ground crew! We're ready to pick you up! You can land!"

After receiving the instruction, the tower contacted four Y20s to land.

In the dark night, four big fat piers fell to the ground one after another and slowly slid to the tarmac next to them.

As the person who picked up the plane and was also the sender of the two-tank task, Peter stretched his long legs and ran over quickly.

Waving the flag in his hand, when the people on the plane landed, he handed over the mission this time!

"Everyone! This year's tank biathlon! There are some changes in the rules!"

"Because the previous tank biathlon looks a bit childish! It cannot achieve the effect of biathlon!"

“So this year, we decided to make it a little more difficult!”

"The first test of this year's tank biathlon! It's a long-distance attack!"

"We need to start from Moscow! Via Kazan! Yekaterinburg, along the main railway line! Arrive at the end of Irkutsk!"

"The whole straight-line distance is about 4300 kilometers! Including the long detour! It's about 6000 kilometers!"

"Everyone, take a rest early today! Recharge your batteries these two days! Wait until the other contestants arrive! Let's set off together!"

Opposite Peter, Mo Yu gave Peter a strange look after hearing the first project.

Then he took out his phone and opened it.

Find your place, and then find your place in Irkutsk.

Choose to drive there!

The phone got stuck for a moment, and it took more than ten seconds before it found a broken path.

[The optimal route has been planned for you. The total mileage is 5300 kilometers and it is estimated to take 89.40 hours. Click to start. 】

[The journey is long, so please prepare enough warm clothes and dry food!And emergency medicine! 】

After clicking several times to confirm that the distance was correct, Mo Yu walked to Peter.

"I said Peter, you are selling tanks! There is no need to be so cruel!"

"You have to know, from here to Irkutsk! Many places on the road are restricted areas for tanks..."

Seeing that Peter had no reaction, Mo Yu was about to continue persuading, but Peter stretched out his right hand to stop the rest of his words.

"Commander Mo! I know you are doing it for our own good! But we have reached the point where we can neither break nor stand!"

"Such a march! In fact, it is also an opportunity to test the mobility, maintenance capabilities, and reaction speed of our armored forces!"

"You don't have to persuade me!"

"Have a good rest! See you on the field!"

As he spoke, he made a fist with his right hand and raised it, and Mo Yu extended his fist.

Two fists collided.

"See you on the field!"

(End of this chapter)