Vol 3 Chapter 51: Extract dreams

An Jie handed it over to the loan shark practitioners. Even if Liu Yanzhi’s obligations to the Feng family’s grandparents were fulfilled, as for Feng Ru’s miscarriage and hospitalization, all kinds of torture and pain, then it’s nothing to do with him. The biggest gain of this incident is the reunion with Longhua Airport The young girl Feng Wan, followed by the friend Liu Handong.
Tying Anjie back from overseas, it cost a lot. Liu Yanzhi paid the detective agency another 200,000 yuan. Both of them were outrageous. They hit it off. They drank and brag together when they were fine. Liu Handong was different from the organizer. He made friends. Broad, I know many three teachers and nine students in society, and my personal experience is quite rich. I have been a soldier, went to college, drove a handicapped, black car, worked as a bodyguard, and worked as a policeman. I have a maturity and wisdom that is not commensurate with my age. Good friends who love each other.
　　 During a drink, Liu Yan asked Liu Handong, why didn’t he bring his girlfriend out to play.
　　 "You are not a single dog, are you?" Liu Yan joked, "Would you like me to introduce a few for you, don't worry, it's not the kind with children in your belly."
　　 Liu Handong laughed: "Thank you, I'm not yet in the turn of the game, I have a wife at home."
"Not here?" Liu Yan asked casually, and Liu Handong's expression slowly became serious: "Just in Omi, her name is Ma Ling and she drove the 520 bus. In the bus explosion the year before, she was the driver and was disfigured, so she didn't want to Go out."
　　 "I'm sorry." Liu Yanzhi only woke up in August last year. He didn't know the big news the year before, and the 520 bombing case had been completely deleted in all media, and he couldn't see it at all.
"The bus is an electric vehicle produced by Qingshi Hi-Tech." Liu Handong said, "The case is classified as a safety accident. Actually, I know that someone has done tricks. They don't hesitate to grab wealth and occupy Qingshi Hi-Tech with 30 lives. My commission is He is also the legal heir of Qingshi Hi-Tech, a kind and innocent little girl who was forced to go into exile by them and cannot return home if she has a home."
　　 "Who are they?" Liu Yanzhi suddenly moved to murder.
　　 "They have a lot of people, but one of the worst guys has already gotten the retribution and was killed in the United States. If I know who did it, I must not let this person go." Liu Handong said with hatred.
　　 "Why?" Liu Yan was puzzled.
　　 "Because he robbed me of my job." Liu Handong said, holding up the wine glass, "I don't want to talk about this, hold my breath, drink!"
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While Liu Yanzhi was drinking at the barbecue booth, Ji Yuqian was in a magnificent building in Beijing to personally operate the latest flight simulator of the future technology to the Air Force Admiral. This thing is completely different from the traditional flight simulator, but a small and exquisite box. Put a gray sphere the size of a ping-pong ball on the bracket, and a magical force will lift it up, which looks very high-tech.
The general of the Air Force was born as a pilot. When he was young, he flew the J-7 and the first imported Su-27 in the 1990s. He has piloted all Chinese fighters. He has extremely rich flight experience, an absolute expert, and that kind of political worker. The cadres are completely different.
Ji Yuqian was introduced by a 90-year-old former head of the headquarters. The admiral was not easy to refute, so he could only bring his secretary and a test pilot to meet with Ji Yuqian in the reception room. After a short greeting, Ji Yuqian suggested to stay here. try it.
　　 "Five minutes will be fine." Ji Yuqian is full of confidence, and doesn't care about the general indifferent attitude. Businessmen and soldiers are not the same way, so the straightforward generals are actually better to deal with.
　　Before the test, there is a matching procedure, which is to match the test pilot’s brain with the simulator for access and operation.
　　 "It is equivalent to a radio frequency, and the signal can only be received when the channel is aligned." Ji Yu said.
Admiral 　　 waved his hand and said coldly: "We all understand, let's get started."
　　The matching is very simple. It takes only two minutes. The test pilot took a sedative drug, lay on the sofa, and the ball started to spin.
Admiral 　　 was a little surprised: "It's that simple?"
　　 "It's that simple." Ji Yuqian smiled, "This kind of technology, and the simulation technology you understand, was not developed on a science tree at all."
　　The test pilot entered a deep sleep state, breathing evenly and smoothly, and the admiral looked at the instrument. The floating ball was fast and slow, spinning very strangely.
　　 Ding dong, the secretary's five-minute mobile phone alarm rang, the test pilot was awakened, he yelled, scared the secretary.
　　 The test pilot panted heavily, looked around, slowly calmed down, and exhaled, "The plane crashed."
　　 "What did you see?" the admiral asked seriously.
"I flew the J-20 and the U.S. military over the Taiwan Strait. I fought down an F22 and an old Japanese F15. During the return journey, the plane failed. I fell into the sea before I had time to react." The test pilot said, "Completely. Really, it's no different from when I was flying."
　　 "How long have you been flying?" The admiral's eyes beamed.
　　 "In addition, there should be a tactical meeting and ground crew loading and overhaul. It should take about four or five hours."
　　The secretary was faintly excited: "Commander! This kind of simulator is very cost-effective."
　　 Ji Yu interjected: "Do you think the enemy's level is real?"
The test pilot thought for a while: "I dare not say, because after all, I have never played against the US military. I feel that the opponent's level is very close to our military's aerobatic pilots. The tactics and strategies used seem to be familiar. It seems to have been seen during a certain exercise. Now, the opponent’s routine is similar to that of our HNA gang."
Ji Yugan said: "That's right. The simulation is based on the relevant memories stored in your brain. It can't exceed this framework, but I have a solution. Find a retired U.S. military pilot and extract his memory as us. Test opponent."
　　 "Okay!" The admiral slapped the table and stood up, "I will try."
　　 Ji Yugan said: "Sorry, biotechnology is not good at this point. After the matching is successful, only one-to-one service is available. If you want to try, you have to get a new one."
　　 "Then get another one." The admiral's eagerness to try was beyond words.
　　 Ji Yugan did a trick and drew out another sphere, placed it on the bracket, and matched the admiral, the air force commander fell asleep.
Dreams always cut in suddenly. The admiral opened his eyes and found himself standing on the airport, speaking to a group of pilots in anti-Dutch suits. At this time, he was still carrying the rank of colonel on his shoulders, and the old-fashioned ones parked on the runway. Su-27 fighter.
　　 Today is April 1, 2001.
"Comrades, a HNA plane was destroyed by the Americans. The whereabouts of the pilot is unknown. The motherland needs us. The people look at us and set off!" The admiral’s pre-war mobilizations were always so brief and neat. The pilots rushed to the fighter plane and boarded. Will personally operate a Su-27 fighter to fly to relevant sea areas.
The friction incident occurred on the high seas, but it was only 70 nautical miles away from Hainan Island, which was equivalent to the doorstep of China. The soldiers were furious. The entire sea area was covered with aircraft from Hainan Airlines and Air Force, including fighter jets, search and rescue fixed-wing aircraft, and radios were flooded with radio. call.
　　 "81192, please answer when you hear it."
　　 The J-8 HNA fighter number 81192 has disappeared into the turbulent sea. The whereabouts of the pilot Wang Wei is unknown, and the chance of survival is quite slim.
　　 Suddenly there was a notice from the command headquarters on the radio, an American destroyer appeared on the sea, let everyone control their emotions, and don't let the fire lead to war.
　　 The American destroyer swaggered around the South China Sea, under the banner of helping with search and rescue, and the P3 reconnaissance plane that broke into trouble unexpectedly landed in Hainan Lingshui Airport swaggeringly.
Admiral 　　 is full of anger and has nowhere to vent. He is a high-ranking officer, not a hairy boy. He knows the gap between our army and the US army at this time. The war will be defeated, but if there is no war, there is nowhere to vent the evil fire.
　　 Fuck, am I dreaming, the admiral suddenly remembered, and ordered the fire to sink the US ship.
　　 The radio exploded, and the command headquarters panicked. The start of the war had to be approved by the Central Military Commission. A small division commander dared to call the shots.
But the dream is so good. You can do whatever you want. No matter what the generals in the command think, at least the pilots over the sea have accepted the order. They didn't have any anti-sea weapons. At this moment, there were suddenly more C803 counters under the plane. Ship missile.
More than 30 fighters launched a saturation attack on the US destroyers. Although the US ships had Aegis and short-range defense weapons, they could not withstand the attacks of wolves. An anti-ship missile hit the bridge and set off a raging fire. , Followed by another missile hit, detonated the ammunition depot, the destroyer blocked the waist and exploded, crying, and the sailors jumped into the sea to escape.
　　 The lads suggested to shoot down soldiers, but the admiral severely refused: "We are sky knights, not murderous monsters."
　　 The American ship was sunk, and it broke down in the sand in less than ten minutes. The general led the children to return home. Suddenly, a black group appeared on the radar in front of it~EbookFREE.me~The friend or foe identifier distinguished the enemy from the friend.
Here came the F15 of the Japanese Air Self-Defense Force. There were more than fifty planes. A tragic aerial battle began. The admiral fought and shot down five enemy planes alone, but our sacrifices were also great, nearly half. The fighter plane was shot down.
　　The war broke out in 2001.
Admiral 　　 woke up, he licked his lips unexplainably, and almost uttered the word "fun". The commander of the Air Force still had a straight face, as if someone owed him a squadron J-20.
　　 "This thing has too many shortcomings." The admiral said coldly.
　　 Ji Yugan still kept smiling.
　　 "There is still a lot of room for improvement." The admiral walked away, stopped at the door, and turned around, "How to improve, I will show you a plan below."
　　 Ji Yugan nodded: "OK."
After leaving the Air Force headquarters, Ji Yuqian's next destination was the special operations command center. He was sitting in the car to work and deploy to the assistants, looking for retired pilots, naval commanders, soldiers and police with actual combat experience, entertainers, etc. on a global scale. .
　　 "We also need to find a group of valuable assets such as veterans of the Anti-Japanese War." After Ji Yugan finished speaking, he personally called the party patriot.
　　 "Professor Party, I want to use your people, yes, it is Liu Yanzhi. Didn't he go to 1900? I want to make a clean show."
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