"Die, finally dead." Yan Qingjun slowly stood up and watched the golden spider bear swallowed by the laser cannon. After a long time, until the roar stopped, he came back and felt relieved and almost paralyzed.
Sitting on the ground, fortunately the adjutant stepped forward and supported him in time.
The pressure he was under just now was extremely huge. It was not only a threat to his own life, but also a concern for the reputation of the country, but also the success or failure of the laser cannon. These all touched his heart.
"Thanks to the government for its assistance. If there is any usefulness in the future, please let me know." Just as everyone was secretly glad that they had survived the disaster, a figure suddenly floated in front of the fighter glass.
"Thank you, can we recover our losses with just one thank?" The adjutant said coldly with anger. In order to save him, the army suffered heavy losses and lost a group of fighter jets. You must know that this is in the Air Force of the South Jing Military Region.
The most elite team.
"What do you want?"
Mo Tieyan's face turned cold and he said lowly. The gratitude he had just developed to the government was inevitably reduced a lot. As a soldier, he actually said such slightly discriminatory words, which made him feel a little dissatisfied.
"Go back with us to report."
The adjutant said with a sharp look.
"What if not?"
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Mo Tieyan clenched his right hand slightly, and his handsome face showed a little smile, and said calmly.
"court death!"
Seeing that the other party was quite contemptuous, the adjutant said in anger. He even pulled out the pistol on his waist and pointed the muzzle at the other party's head. The smile on Mo Tieyan's face became increasingly
The thicker it became, however, the people on the plane felt that the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and some even shivered slightly.
"Wu Jingtao, shut up, you will decide when it will be here?" Yan Qingjun's face changed slightly and she shouted.
“Martial seat,,”
Wu Jingtao's whole body trembled, his legs trembled, and he knelt in front of Yan Qingjun without any power, and whispered in a low voice.
"Get aside, dare to interfere in the military law to deal with it!"
Yan Qingjun said in a deep voice in anger, and Wu Jingtao rolled and crawled to the corner, hanging his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
"As a soldier in Country Z, you should help me when the lives and property of the people are threatened. You should not remember your kindness. As for my subordinate, please forgive me."
Yan Qingjun took a deep breath, suppressing a little displeasure in his heart, and said neither humble nor arrogantly. He knew how subtle the current situation was, like a grasshopper walking on a steel line. A little carelessness is very likely to fall into a desperate situation.