Changkong Fighter

Chapter 210: Very dirty words
Liu Jun left Ibn's residence in a luxury car provided by the Saudi government. He had not planned to go, but after asking his superiors, his superiors signaled him to go.

When he entered the mansion, he understood why his superiors asked him to come. It turned out that the crown prince was waiting for him there. He personally awarded him a "medal", and then had dinner with him and took photos with him. Fortunately, he had learned about some Arab customs before, so he did not make a fool of himself.

However, every leader is not simple. The crown prince was humorous in his conversation and did not make Liu Jun feel difficult to get along with. He just ate for a while and then left on the pretext of having something to do, leaving some Saudi pilots to dine with him. He then discovered that these pilots were comrades he had met in the sky.

Communication between soldiers naturally became much easier, and he brought a large bag of gifts, golden and heavy, which made him feel the heaviness of a wealthy man.

According to regulations, he can keep the medals and commemorative medals made of pure gold, but he must hand in those gold cards and gifts that are obviously not cheap, and then his superiors will convert them into local currency and transfer them to his account. I wonder if my mother will be scared when she sees tens of millions of local currency in the bank.

Liu Jun opened the exquisite box with a click and looked at the J11D medal made of pure gold inside. It weighed about 50 grams. The war here should be over, but the fighting in the Pacific Rim region is still going on. He didn't know when his beloved machine could be repaired.

Every time a mission is carried out, a fighter plane is scrapped, hoping that the next one will be more durable.

However, Liu Jun remembered the two slender steel pillars he saw last before leaving the battlefield. Although his superiors did not specify what weapons they were, he thought they should be electromagnetic guns.

It has been said internally that the future 055B model will be equipped with an electromagnetic gun. As for when it will be equipped, Liu Jun is just a pilot and doesn't dare to inquire or ask anything.

Buzz buzz buzz, suddenly Liu Jun felt the phone in his pocket vibrate. He took out the phone and took a look, and found that it was a picture sent by Lu Guangming, with a dog head following it.

【Lao Liu, your new girlfriend】

Liu Jun looked at the picture and carefully identified his plane, but the black and white picture on the ink screen was not clear. As he looked, he found that there seemed to be another person in his plane, their senior sister Song Xizhu, who was adjusting the system in the cockpit.

This senior sister is really dedicated. Liu Jun sighed in his heart, thinking that she is quite tired for her own plane.

[Looking forward to it]

Liu Jun replied, turned off the screen of his mobile phone and closed his eyes to rest, thinking over the battle process between himself and Type 2 in his mind, to see if there was anything that could be optimized to improve his combat efficiency so that he could annihilate Type 2 faster next time.

The faster you eliminate the enemy, the less threat they pose to you and the higher your chance of survival.

Ding Dong, Liu Jun's cell phone suddenly rang again. He took out his phone and took a look, and found that it was a message from Song Xizhu. This is really a case of "speak of the devil, and he will appear."

Aircraft systems integration completed.

【I understand. Thank you for your hard work.】

At the same time, in a workshop of Dongda Shenfei
"Did you send it to Lao Liu?" Wang Jian asked in a low voice.

"It has been sent." Lu Guangming glanced in the direction of the plane and said in a low voice.

The two looked at Song Xizhu, who was adjusting the next-generation LiDAR in the cockpit. They wondered if Old Liu could understand that this senior sister seemed genuinely interested in him.
"Have you heard that the higher-ups are going to count the bachelors among us and organize a social gathering? Should we sign up?"

"Let's go and have a look."

These military workers run back and forth between the dormitory and the workplace all day long, and really have few opportunities to meet the opposite sex.

Song Xizhu in the cockpit closed the computer, glanced at the two people who were whispering to each other, took out his mobile phone, looked at someone on the WX software, pursed his lips slightly, looked determined, typed a line of words and sent it out.
——On a small island below Japan, experts from 2.5 kilometers above Earth are still trying to open Lupa's "mouth" and make it reveal information about alien civilizations.

Not only the University of Tokyo, but even the Americans who were in fierce confrontation with alien civilizations in the Pacific felt that something was wrong. The offensive of the alien civilization was weakening, just like the calm before the storm.

In war, a short ceasefire is not for a real ceasefire, but to accumulate strength and expand the war!

"You have to understand your situation!"

The American expert stared unkindly at the alien on the other side of the tempered glass. It's true, looking through the tempered glass, it really gave him the same feeling as Squidward in the movie "Baby's Nest".

It's not as anthropomorphic as Squidward, but that "contemptuous" look makes them clearly aware that it's looking down on them! The look of "I don't say anything, you can't do anything to me" really makes me want to cook it.

"Is there really no way for us to use torture?"

"No."

The researchers at the University of Tokyo shook their heads. This was the only "alien" they had captured alive. In terms of its value, they could not take extreme actions against it. Who knew if they pierced its protective suit, it would immediately "oxidize"?

Oxygen and water are highly toxic!
Speaking of which, the food carried by this alien octopus looked like some kind of gas or liquid. He ate several meals in front of humans, and his energy consumption was far less than that of humans, so he was very resistant to hunger.

"Maybe, we can do this." The intelligence expert from the University of Tokyo narrowed his eyes as he looked at Squidward behind the tempered glass.

Soon, everyone set up a TV in front of Rupa. Rupa curled up into a ball and slightly turned his big eyes to see what these people were doing.

Then the combat record began to play on the 8K high-definition screen: in the canyon, a J15T was chasing a Type 2, and no matter how hard the Type 2 tried, it could not win.

After discovering that the pilot was Liu Jun, Lupa seemed to have some kind of stress reaction. He stretched out his tentacles, drew strange symbols in the air, and his body kept changing colors. Even though one couldn't tell what these colors meant, one could tell that he was very excited.

Having emotions is a good thing, it means it is no longer silent.

"What is it saying?"

The expert on the side looked at the meaning translated by the "translator", which was not accurate and could only be used as a reference. It seemed to be saying that Type 2 was very weak, but there were other meanings in it, and even a hint of anger.

"Rupa said: I want to see him!"

"This should be a custom of theirs." The representative from the University of Tokyo speculated.

Humans have their own culture, and so do alien civilizations. Perhaps there are some special alien customs for pilots who shoot down their own people? From the strange symbol mentioned earlier, we know that it seems like some kind of trophy given to the victor.

After expressing his meaning, Rupa curled up into a ball again.

(End of this chapter)