When I was five years old, I helped my mother do test papers live, and I became popular

Shenlong-1, like a holy silver bird, flew back from the border, and the speed was so fast that netizens were amazed again and again.

The pilot sat inside with a calm face, but he was very excited in his heart. These two fighter jets, Asen, finally reported to Lord Yan, and he sent them off with his own hands.

"Fortunately, the mission has been completed, please let the commander instruct you where to go next." Picking up the contactor, the pilot seriously reported the situation to his superiors.

Naturally, the leader of the army had a panoramic view of the fierce battle just now, he was elated, and his heart was full of joy, but he said in a very solemn voice:
"Land down at the barracks first, interact with netizens for a while, and then arrange a mysterious mission for you."

"Received." The pilot drove Shenlong-1 and slowly landed in the barracks of the 42nd Army. His appearance clearly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Netizens are all boiling.

[pay tribute]
[Just saw my blood boil]
[I want to be a soldier too]
The pilot got off the fighter plane and smiled brightly at the camera.

Military reporters immediately went over to interview him.

"Brother Soldier, what do you think about the battle just now?" the reporter asked.

"It's boring." The pilot shook his head, sighed and said, "It's over before it starts."

He also wanted to drive Shenlong-1 more, to have a good time, but Asen was not up to his expectations, and died so fast.

"The fighter behind you is the fiercest fighter I have ever seen. May I ask how you felt while driving?"

The reporter is an old fritter, and will not ask about information that needs to be kept secret, but only ask about unimportant things, but this is enough to make netizens excited.

"It can only be described in two words, enjoyable." The pilot smiled, reminiscing about the feeling of driving Shenlong-1 in his mind.

"Can you be more specific?" The reporter asked.

The pilot thought for a moment and said, "It feels like the superior gave you Gatling and asked you to fight the unarmed Asen.

The reporter wanted to ask some more small questions, but the order from the military chief came over, that is to immediately shut down the live broadcast room, and he wanted the pilot to do big things.

After the reporters and netizens bid farewell, the live broadcast room went black.

Netizens were stunned.

Closed so soon.

Not fun.

Hundreds of millions of netizens are protesting, asking the 42nd Army to start the live broadcast again, but they are ignored, so they have to transfer to the scarf and brag about 13 with others.

The information about the 42nd Army on the Internet is overwhelming, and they are all good reviews.

The Huaxia people were very excited. They didn't expect the fighter jets from the beautiful country to be vulnerable in front of Shenlong-1.

[It turns out that Huaxia is so stupid]
[Enter China without regret in this life, and be a Chinese in the next life]
[Stop talking nonsense, those who want to be soldiers follow me]
[Soldier+1314520]
"Good job." The military chief patted the pilot on the shoulder, and then said: "Reciprocity, you drive the Shenlong-1 to Asen's airspace, turn around and come back."

"Received." The pilot was a little excited, he could fly Shenlong-1 again.

"When turning around, don't forget to show Asen the international friendly gesture." The military leader reminded that all the previous provocations of Asen are now sent back to them.

The pilot swaggered and boarded Shenlong-1.

Shenlong-1 soared into the sky, like a silver-winged roc, pierced the sky at an extremely fast speed, and headed for Asen's airspace.

It didn't take long for the Asen people living in the border area to see a holy fighter jet flying around in a leisurely and graceful manner above the sky.

The Chinese pilots would not show the international friendly gestures to these common people, but they should keep them for the sergeants in Asen.

Ye Xiaotian and the others didn't know about the fierce battle between fighter jets, because they were having a big meal.

"Master, is this the big meal you're talking about?" Looking at the buckets of rice, vegetables and meat in front of them, the members of the research institute were stunned.

This is the food of the soldiers, right?

"This is a big meal." Master Qin filled a bowl of rice with some meat and vegetables, and started to cook the rice.

They finally knew why Mr. Xiao didn't come.

"Eat." Master Qin urged: "Don't be polite to me, eat with your belly open, if it's not enough, let the Huotou army do it."

Just then, a large group of soldiers appeared at the door.

It's dinner time.

The soldiers are all here to cook.

Seeing so many people inside, the soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Master Qin must have invited others to a big meal again.

They still remembered that last time there was an old man named Xiao Lao who was invited by Master Qin to cook here, and a tooth was broken by a piece of meat.

"Brothers, don't be too polite, eat big, eat meat." The soldiers walked in and greeted everyone very warmly.

The hospitality was hard to come by, so everyone had to start cooking.

Ye Xiaotian took a bite of the meat and found that the meat here was a bit hard.

"Student Xiaotian, you can eat later." Master Qin stopped Ye Xiaotian and said, "You are a child, and you are not suitable for eating these. I asked the Huotoujun to cook a small stove for you."

"Isn't this too special?" Ye Xiaotian was a little embarrassed, everyone else ate these, but he wanted to eat something else.

But Ye Xiaotian really can't bite these.

Not to mention him, even Wang Ziyi couldn't bite.

But those soldiers, like biting tofu, ate with relish, and from time to time they added meat dishes to the members of the graduate students.

After a while, a middle-aged soldier came over with a food box and handed it to Ye Xiaotian.

As soon as it was opened, the aroma hit the nose.

So rich.

Ye Xiaotian was too embarrassed to start it, but seeing Brother Bing eating so deliciously, he was even more hungry, so he couldn't help but started cooking.

Put a piece of meat in your mouth, it is tender and delicious.

too delicious.

Seeing that Wang Ziyi was still struggling to bite the meat, Ye Xiaotian gave her a few pieces of meat and said, "Aunt Wang, don't eat those, eat mine!"

"Will you not have enough to eat?" Wang Ziyi hesitated.

Ye Xiaotian shook his head, if Lin Shiqing had a big stomach, he really wouldn't have enough to eat, but Wang Ziyi didn't eat much.

So Ye Xiaotian and Wang Ziyi cooked together.

As for why not share it with other people, of course it is not because they are boys, but because there is not enough meat in the food box for so many people.

The news of the destruction of two Reaper F-1s was sent back to Asen, and Mo Laoxian was furious.

He spent 40 billion to buy it from the beautiful country, and he only installed 20 for more than 13 days, and it was in vain.

"Huaxia's fighter jets are roaming unscrupulously above our airspace, and frequently give us the middle finger."

The assistant's face was ugly. They had done this to death before, and they didn't expect the karma to come so soon.

"Oh." Mo Laoxian let out a dragon roar, pushed down all the documents on the table, and said angrily, "Continue to order fighter jets from the beautiful country."