That night was originally very normal.
However, something unusual happened.
For example, just now.
In the air force base in Shan City, a middle-aged man who was still working overtime in office number one hung up the phone with a confused look.
Because just now…An old man whom he respected very much called him.
What confused the man was the content of the phone call.
It was also because of the identity of the old man who called that the man was a little confused.
An old general who had bled for the country.
He deserved his respect!
Especially in the army, he was simply a superhero in the hearts of those seniors!
They even had endless respect for them.
As the number one person in Shan City Air Force Base, his military rank was not low.
Senior Colonel…Perhaps he would become a real general in ten years!
However, this was a peaceful era.
To become a general…It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
He had spent almost half his life to become a senior colonel. Not to mention the military academy, he had been rooted in the border areas for a full twenty years!
He had no choice. Soldiers had to be able to endure hardships!
The man was also very willing to guard the border of Xia country.
His hard work had not been in vain. He had become the number one person in the air force base as he had wished.
In this position, he understood the meaning of being a soldier.
But recently…There was a problem that was troubling him.
That was…With the arrival of a new batch of pilots, coupled with the fact that the aircraft in the base had been in service for too long... The quantity was not enough!
He had informed his superiors about this matter a long time ago and sent it over a few times during this period, but it was still not enough.
The man also understood. After all, it took a lot of time to build an ordinary plane, let alone a military fighter jet.
There was nothing he could do.
He could only comfort the pilots below.
There were still old ones anyway.
But even if it was old! He also wanted to practice his true skills!
And why did he say this?
Because just now, that old man actually told him…If he was not mistaken, he would be given a new batch of fighter jets after a while?？
Wait a minute... Was he here to borrow a plane from her?
Wasn't he supposed to borrow a few and return a few?
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Could it be that fighter jets could give birth?？
Impossible, impossible…The man instantly shook his head and denied this naive thought.
But then…
The old man's words echoed in his mind.
This senior colonel who had been guarding the border for more than 20 years…They were all a little confused.
In the end, he couldn't figure it out and could only continue to work.
Let's wait and see.
What if the old man…Did he say something wrong?
As for whether it was true or not.
It must be fake…How could it be true?
One batch was about five hundred.
500 fighter jets…He didn't want the special tank anymore?
He wasn't going to buy an amphibious tank?
Impossible, impossible…
.........
Time flew by. When Wu Zhen woke up, it was already the next morning.
She didn't wake up at first, but the sound of the chicken at the door was more effective than an alarm clock.
"You're awake, Boiled Bottle?"
Wu Zhen yawned, and his body trembled involuntarily. The morning in Shan City was different from that in Hang City. It was still in the mountains, and the temperature dropped very quickly.
"Yes."
Muffled Oil Bottle's face was still a little pale. It seemed that she had used too much immortal blood and had not recovered yet.
However, this did not stop Wu Zhen from being curious about this man.
However, with his stuffy personality, Wu Zhen could not be bothered to ask. Even if he did…He had nothing to do.
"Wait for me. I'll ask the boss if there's anything else that can replenish blood and bring it over for you.”
As he spoke, Wu Zhen quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed.
She walked out of the door and looked at Third Uncle's room. She realized that there was no one there!
This gave Wu Zhen a fright. He hurriedly woke up Pan Zi and Da Kui, who were sleeping like two dead pigs.
"Ah... Little Third Master, why are you up so early?”
Pan Zi had obviously drunk too much last night and was still sober.
Dakui…He didn't wake her up.
" Pan Zi, my third uncle is gone!!"
"What is it? Third Master is dead?"
These words gave Pan Zi a fright.
"No, no, I mean, my third uncle is gone!!”
“... I say, Little Third Master, you don't even have to scare a ghost like this.”
Pan Zi rolled his eyes and said.
"Don't you know that Third Master didn't stay here yesterday?”
"What did you say? My third uncle ran away?"
Wu Zhen asked in disbelief. He cursed in his heart,"Damn it, Third Uncle is really a scammer! You didn't even call me your nephew when you were running away!"
"I didn't run away. Third Master isn't the kind of person who's afraid of trouble.”
Pan Zi replied with a smile.
"Actually, Third Master wanted to leave last night during dinner, but Zhang Lin didn't come back, so Third Master left.”
"Why did he leave? Leaving us here to die?"
"How could that be? Third Master must have gone to investigate Zhang Lin's identity. With Third Master's personality, he wouldn't go down the tomb with a time bomb.”
So that was the case…It seemed that he was really thinking too much.
Wu Zhen nodded and did not say anything else. Instead, he went out to look for the lady boss.
Sure enough, not long after, Old Third Wu's figure appeared in the small courtyard.
Wu Zhen hurriedly went forward and asked.
"Third Uncle, have you found out Zhang Lin's identity?”
"How did you know?"
"Pan Zi told me, hehe."
“... I did investigate."
"And the result?"
"Pack your equipment and continue to enter the tomb!”
Old Third Wu said simply and went back to his room to pack his equipment.
Hearing this, Wu Zhen was too excited.
What he cared about more…It was to continue entering the tomb!
But hearing Third Uncle's words, didn't that mean that nothing was wrong?
He didn't care.
Hurry up and tell the stuffy oil bottle to eat it!
In another room.
"Third Master, is Zhang Lin's identity really blank?”
"Nonsense, I've used all the methods I can, but not only could I not find it, I almost lost two of my men!”
Hearing this, it was not difficult for Pan Zi to imagine…Third Master must have done something big tonight!
He might even have made a trip to the government!
But looking at his expression, he knew…The effect was very bad!
After a long time, the Wu family team gathered together again.
Wu Laosan said as he studied the route with the Warring States silk book in his hand.
"I've already checked this road last night. There's no way for vehicles to go through. We're traveling light this time and only have the tools to bring down the tomb.”
After giving a few simple instructions, Old Third Wu continued.
"Pan Zi, go to the village later and see if there are any mules. If there are, buy them and help us carry our equipment.”
However…Although he said that, he did not get a response.
Wu Laosan frowned and looked at Pan Zi, not forgetting to kick him.
"What the hell are you looking at? Hurry up and get down to business!"
Pan Zi did not seem to care about Third Master's kick. Instead, he pointed at the sky not far away. He stammered.
"Three…Third Master, look at the sky…Is there a plane?"
What the hell?
Wasn't it normal for there to be a plane in the sky?
However, Wu Laosan, who had the experience from last time, still subconsciously looked over.
Well... There were indeed a few planes.
Wait a minute!
Below the plane…
Why were there two bullets?
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