Female president's private killer

In peacetime, there are passing planes, busy loading and unloading arms, galloping railcars, and bustling tourists. Smiling airline staff, holding their parents' hands, jumping children.

The picture of the era of peace disappeared.

When the war broke out, it became a busy military base again.

One majestic Chinese warship slowly sailed to the berth with the guide ship. The heroic Navy officers and soldiers stood at the bow like javelins and saluted in the port.

The guides on the ground were holding flags and waving flags quickly, and the ground crew rushed to and fro. Fighter planes, like proud eagles, drove past the wharf and boarded the hangar of the mother ship one after another. Army soldiers, flying in mecha, passed here in high spirits and stepped onto the deck of the transport helicopter.

Year after year, month after month, day after day.

The bustling scene seems to be still in front of us. The sound of military songs, the cry of farewell to the crowd and the sound of affectionate advice seem to be still in our ears, but there is only a desolation here.

The airport's waiting hall has become desolate and dilapidated. Thousands of port berths are empty, with only one or two dilapidated small patrol ships parked.

The inoperative automatic manipulator drooped silently beside the wharf. The same inoperative railcar also stopped nearby, and the carriage was full of dust.

Cao Dezheng stood quietly on the open wharf, looking at the sea in the distance.

The old man's thin body was lonely and bent under the stars.

All the planes that can take off have taken off. Passenger ships, cargo ships, mining ships, exploration ships, training ships, all kinds of ships and planes full of Chinese people, heading for the vast sea and safer places.

This is a huge migration, a hard journey away from home. The people who leave will arrive in the Galileo sea area of Huaxia Administrative Region in three days.

They may go further, or they may stop at Galileo.

No one knows how long the Galileo sea can resist. We just know that it is still Chinese land. She will burn for freedom until it turns to ashes.

A great grief suddenly attacked Cao Dezheng at this moment.

The veteran, who was always upright and strong as steel in front of the people, squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and let tears flow out of his eyes like a flood.

"Huaxia..."

The name rolled in his sobbing throat.

Through the dim eyes of tears, he seemed to see ye Jingguo smiling calmly.

He seemed to see those young Chinese soldiers in the bright sea, driving the old Chinese warships, shouting long live China and welcoming the enemy's fire.

He seemed to see the backs of the soldiers who jumped out of the trenches and charged one after another in the four-year Patriotic War. He saw the mud faced Army soldiers building fortifications, writing suicide notes, collecting weapons and ammunition hungry and waiting for the battle to come.

In my ears are the endless gunfire, the roar of the fighter plane cutting through the sky, the cry of the people, the roar and loud bugle of the soldiers in battle!

Cao de was squatting beside the empty berth and crying.

Tears and runny nose mixed together and ran down his old face, dripping from the tip of his nose.

"I am the most incompetent commander in Chinese history!"

The old man knelt painfully to the ground.

"Shame!"

Crying, straight in the lonely harbor.

The consultant turned her head. A female confidential secretary wiped her tears. The crowd quietly looked at the old man. Everyone was already in tears before they knew it.

They know that these days. Cao Dezheng, who sleeps no more than four hours a day, has done something for this land.

They also know that this aggressive veteran has never conceded defeat. He has been fighting.

He is the hardest bone in China!

The old man is not crying for himself.

He was distressed by the officers and soldiers of the Chinese Fleet who were destined not to return, and general Xue Chenggui, who insisted on personally directing the last battle.

Newton's battle at the sea was an indomitable battle from the beginning.

Those old warships with slow speed can't turn around and retreat. Only by driving the enemy fleet out of the sea can the fleet survive.

And this time, they will not come back.

They will never be seen again in this empty berth!

The sea is bright.

be torn with grief.

……

"This is glory!"

Xue Chenggui's eyes left the communication records on the electronic folder, stared at the Skynet picture and talked to himself.

The narrow sea area of Newton's estuary has been completely shrouded by the light of naval guns. In the sea, warships swam back and forth and exchanged fierce fire.

Warplanes flew back and forth in the light of crisscross shells.

In the middle of the battlefield, all you can see is dazzling light, just one after another explosions and smoke debris left after explosions!

The fire suddenly lit up outside the port window and then outside the starboard window. The warship is exploding and the fighter plane is exploding.

The huge explosion flash of a warship just exploded like a rapidly expanding ball of light, and several fighter planes in continuous attack turned into a series of flying red flames in the air.

The battle has reached its most tragic stage.

With Sheldon's order, all the American fleets were pressed out!

Vampire fighters took off from the American aircraft carrier, and American destroyers and cruisers rushed out of the array and interspersed frantically forward.

The main array of hundreds of American battleships launches a salvo every two minutes and 48 seconds.

The terrible white light from the bow cut through the sea fog and swept the whole sea area.

No warship dares to stand in the white light, whether it is a warship, floating debris, flying aircraft or rolling pumice. As long as it is shrouded and swallowed by this white light, it will melt into the sea in an instant.

After the white light, the smoke and dust disappeared, and there was no trace of existence.

Time passed minute by minute.

The American fleet was getting closer and closer, and the whole formation before and after was almost compressed together. One Chinese warship after another exploded under their artillery fire. But more Chinese warships are scrambling to rush into them at high speed against the gunfire!

They are still firmly blocked at the exit of the sea by the Chinese fleet, but they can't make the final breakthrough!

Chinese soldiers are fighting bravely, from beginning to end!

The flagship shook violently.

Next to a Chinese battleship, in order to cover the flagship, it turned into scattered meteors in the volley of the other party.

"All immigration planes have taken off and entered the channel. Our task is done. " Looking at the bright white light outside the side window, Xue Chenggui silently stood at attention and saluted with tears. He slowly said to the communication officer, "contact the friendly fleet and ask them to leave the battle and withdraw from the battlefield. We are the queen of them! "

The communications officer took orders.

At the same time, the signalman at the top of the flagship bridge sent a light signal to the surrounding Chinese warships.

The Chinese fleet began to shrink to the center.

"They told us to retreat."

Commander Pang Longqi looked absently at the communication record in his hand. On the communication screen in front of him, the fleet commanders in the patio area and the raging hills area were also silent.

Three Chinese warships separated from Wang Tongzhi's fleet have been arranged on the flank in this battle.

They had no time to fight a fierce battle, but they were asked to retreat.

In the distant central battlefield, the Chinese fleet is shrinking. Old Chinese warships rolled up their own petals like a black tulip in the gunfire.

Everyone knows that it is a silent declaration.

Those proud soldiers are ready to complete their last and worst bloom in the world.

"I'll miss them." Pang Longqi, who was over 40, raised his chin and bit his teeth: "they are the bravest and proudest madmen I have ever seen."

The young courtyard commander turned away with tears in his eyes.

The old commander of the crazy area looked like iron and looked at the fleet in the distance for a long time.

The Chinese warships on both wings began to fight and retreat.

When the first warship to leave the battle behind retreats to the position of the fleet along the two wing edges of the sea. The officers and soldiers left their seats one by one, crowded by the porthole, and silently watched the Chinese warships still dying in the gunfire.

Some people's eyes flashed with tears, some people's eyes were full of reverence, and the officers saluted solemnly. The female soldiers covered their mouths and turned their heads. They couldn't bear to look again.

They know that they will leave, and these comrades who have fought side by side for three months are destined to stay here with their beloved warships forever.

This is a young and flying life.

They sweat like rain on the training ground of the base. They sing loudly in the bar. They pretend to find excuses to chat up with the female soldiers of the fleet. They salute and smile with themselves every sunny morning. They are in fleet communication. They climbed on the ground to wipe the deck, hid in the room to drink, and were caught and punished by the officer.

The Chinese soldiers around me appeared one after another and left one after another.

"This is a heroic country. We will never be conquered!"

They fulfilled their promise with their lives.

In the distance, nearly 10000 vampire fighters have taken off from the aircraft carrier of the main position of the Shelton fleet, forming a dark cluster, passing through the floating debris in the sea and rushing towards the Chinese fleet.

That is the trump card held by the US fleet, which has always paid no attention to aircraft carriers.

When their fleet had almost oppressed the bow of the Chinese fleet. Sheldon, finally took out his last killer copper.

The role of fighters is to hang at close range!

In a few minutes, these fighters will rush into the Chinese Fleet without aircraft carrier and start their bloody massacre unscrupulously.

A Chinese correspondent received the regional channel of the Chinese Fleet on the public radio of the Chinese warship team. Chinese officers and soldiers finally heard the voice of the silent fleet at the other end of the silent sea.

Chinese general Xue Chenggui is speaking to his soldiers.

His voice sounded in every corridor of every broken Chinese warship.

"The three-month battle is finally coming to an end. At this moment, we will hold hands and usher in our final battle. "

"I know that you have gathered around me and I can feel your heartbeat. It's my honor to fight side by side with you until the last moment of my life! "

"I am proud to be born in this heroic country!"

"I am proud of every brave Chinese soldier around me."

"When we die. We're not going to heaven. I won't go to hell. We were born to belong to this sea where countless Chinese heroes are buried. China's sea! We will stay here forever with our pride! "

"Our relatives will be proud of us!"

"Many years later, our children and future generations will be proud of us!"

"Just as we gaze at the heroes who died in the Chinese revolution a hundred years ago, they will stand here."

"We are fighting for our old father and mother!"

"We are fighting for our beloved wife and children!"

"We don't know how much pain this son of a bitch's war will bring to our relatives. We don't have time to be sad. The final battle is about to begin. Let's start charging. Don't stop ".

Chinese officers and soldiers stood quietly in the corridor, looked up at the radio, and burst into tears.

"At this last moment, I will give the final order!"

"For the ancestors of China!"

"Each ship fights its own war!"

"Death war!"