"Hua Xia's" Sade "live-fire test failed continuously. It is reported that in the second test yesterday, two kinetic energy interceptors were fired. ????
Starting from the test last week, pLa fired four interceptors in a row in just half a month and only one hit the target. Such a success rate has no practical deployment value. "
"Huaxia military dialects declined to disclose the reasons for the failure, and said that similar tests will continue. According to analysis by US personnel, Huaxia is still at an extremely early level in high-altitude missile defense, and such intensive tests will not bring much results.
"For the Chinese military's willingness to conduct missile interception tests, the outside media have generally expressed concern. This may lead to a new regional arms race and intensify military tension in Northeast Asia."
Recently, the news of the international community was pirated by the news that the rabbits had conducted anti-missile tests. Zhou Qingfeng rushed to Japan to the second batch of restricted export products, but he saw a lot of news on the media about the failure of the test.
The Yomiuri Shimbun, Asahi Shimbun, Yahoo Japan and other media are overwhelmingly propaganda, so Zhou Qingfeng can't even watch it. It was all news of failure, so that someone kept ridiculing in front of him.
"Lin Sang, what's your opinion on the anti-missile test conducted in your country?"
"It's said that you will have more experiments. Isn't this too reckless?"
"It took Americans 20 years to develop anti-ballistic missile programs, and more than a dozen of them failed to achieve a reliable success rate. You can't stop shooting like this.
It was Hashimoto Jiro who said this shit, and Zhou Qingfeng could not avoid this guy if he wanted to smuggle. When I came to Japan to avoid trouble, I usually live in his house.
But Mr. Hashimoto didn't know if he was very comfortable with Zhou Qingfeng. Apparently, he was courteous in dealing with other Japanese people, but he liked to talk nonsense prejudice.
Current affairs news is being broadcast on the TV in this living room. The host is holding a vote of so-called commentators to discuss the issue of 'Huaxia Antimissile'. The Japanese side's point of view is clear-this technology is too difficult. It is like hitting another bullet with one bullet. Only the United States has this ability.
Regarding Hashimoto Jiro's seemingly discussion, but in fact sarcasm, Zhou Qingfeng could only roll his eyes and said that he would not comment. In the end, ‘No comment’ gave Hashimoto Jiro a big victory, and he was happy to pour a few glasses of wine into his mouth and sang a chorus.
"Nervous disease, our missile defense failed. How happy are you? Your Japanese don't even have the ability to engage in missile defense." Zhou Qingfeng was so self-consoling in his heart, but it was really uncomfortable.
He sang and drank, and sang while drinking. In the end, Mr. Hashimoto was so drunk that he plunged and fell to the floor. Seeing how he slept loudly, Zhou Qingfeng sighed, and he felt relieved at last.
"Lin Sang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you on behalf of Jijiro." Kyoko kneeling aside bowed to Zhou Qingfeng with a sincere attitude.
"It's okay, I think Mr. Hashimoto must be under too much work pressure. It's okay to let go of the waves and let it out." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, and he couldn't go to fight with a drunk.
"No, you must apologize. Because it's so rude." Kyoko stepped forward on her knees, and touched the ground with her forehead, and wept. "Please punish me, no matter how you punish."
Nani ... No need! I'm just a bit annoyed that this guy Hashimoto deliberately made a difference. What does this have to do with punishing you?
Zhou Qingfeng didn't understand, but saw that Kyoko wearing a kimono gently unfastened the belt, and the clothes were half faded. The wife and mother had fair skin, and Yufeng was faint.
"I know that as a Chinese, I'm ridiculed by the Japanese, and my heart must be full of indignation. People of Lin Sang's status will definitely be uncomfortable. Please don't suppress it, let it all fall to me." Kyoko looked at Zhou Qingfeng sincerely and sincerely. .
"Ma'am, it's not so good!" Zhou Qingfeng repeatedly shirk, but it's hard to help, but she's up!
It smashed all night, it seemed to be a bit useful, the bitterness of the last night's depression disappeared. Zhou Qingfeng was even a little embarrassed when he saw Mayor Hashimoto the next day.
"Lin Sang, I'm really sorry, I was too rude last night." The sober Japanese was still very polite. Hashimoto Jiro woke up early in the morning to think of his bad attitude last night and quickly apologized to Zhou Qingfeng.
"It's okay, it's okay, I have something wrong, and I would like to ask Your Excellency Hashimoto for understanding." Zhou Qingfeng also bowed his head and apologized, after all, it was quite cool last night.
So the two men let go of their suspicions and smiled at each other with a smile. Until the evening, the Lord Mayor came home from work, ...
"Ha ha ha ..., Lin Sang, Huaxia's third anti-ballistic experiment failed again today. What's your opinion?" Hashimoto Jiro ran back from the outside with a bottle of wine, and the whole man was drunk and drunk. Quite crazy hysteria.
I go……!
Zhou Qingfeng froze with a face, resisting the urge to punch the opponent's head with a punch. Did n’t you say that you smiled and smiled? You guys are endless!
But Kejiro didn't miss Zhou Qingfeng. He laughed and pulled him to turn on the TV. He pointed at the TV news that was being broadcast and said, "Look, Huaxia conducted the third anti-missile today. It fired two interceptors. , Still missed the target. "
Ha ha ha ... Zhou Qingfeng was unhappy and continued to refuse to comment, but his heart burst into anger and his murderous heart. However, Hashimoto Jiro began to sing and dance again, and they started to perform Noh drama today, and eventually drunk himself.
So Kyoko immediately came to her knees ... "Lin Sang, I'm really sorry! Jiro doesn't usually do this, it must be that he is under too much pressure. I know this is very rude, do not have any anger to suppress, please ... ..., punish me. "
Then he smashed all night, the next day ...
"Lin Sen, I'm so sorry. I was ashamed of what I did last night ..."
"It's okay, it's okay, we all have something wrong, and I want to apologize to you."
Big husband, don't be so careful, right?
Abandoning family affairs, focusing on wine and color, it is rare and confused!
Be a man must be happy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ So Zhou Qingfeng has left all his worries behind!
The day passed safely.
But at night, Hashimoto Jiro ran back again like a madman, and heard him shouting outside when he didn't enter the house. "Lin Sang, the fourth anti-missile test of Huaxia today failed again. What are you doing? Feelings? "
Zhou Qingfeng looked silent, then watched Mr. Hashimoto sing and dance again, doing what he had done in the past two days again, and finally got drunk.
Kyoko came to her knees with an extremely sorry expression, "Lin Sang, I'm really sorry, ..."
"Stop!" Zhou Qingfeng's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and he raised his palm and drank, "Don't say any more, my anger value is already max, take off your clothes."
It was another night, early in the morning on the third day. Mr. Hashimoto Jiro, uh ... he didn't go to work today and didn't get up late to apologize.
However, Zhou Qingfeng got back pain from the bed, twisted his neck and twisted his waist, feeling that his body was hollowed out. At this time, his phone rang, and Xiao Jinlang called in black and said, "Lin Sen, do you still have the last shipment? We want to add some ammunition."
Zhou Qingfeng burst out when he heard the anger, and the domestic missile defenses continued to fail, causing him to suffer in Japan. While suffering from Hashimoto Jiro's birdishness, Kyoko's juice was squeezed. He couldn't help but asked, "I said, can your ABM be reliable? Is it interesting to fail every day?"
"Fail? No!"
"It is reported that the Huaxia ABM test failed to hit the target continuously. Is this not a failure?"
"We use the American" Sad "system to intercept our own medium-range ballistic missiles. If we can't hit them, we will call success? How can we say failure?"
"Ah ... that's it!" Zhou Qingfeng stared at him for a long time, speechless. "What you said makes sense, I can hardly refute it." 8
