Chapter 2346 Let’s wait for the next day.
Shengjing, Peng General Office.
In the early morning, President Peng was woken up by the staff officer on duty and said there was news of 701, so he didn't have to think too much and hurried to the office.
At this moment, Director Zheng's voice seemed very anxious on the phone.
Because that familiar message appeared again.
"Mr. Peng, this message is more complicated than last time. We are sure that the other party will definitely take action today."
"How long does it take for you to decrypt it?" >
"Five hours, at least five hours."
Director Zheng spoke, and Mr. Peng was silent.
Originally, it was said that I could fight for three hours, but now it seems that the other party is also making continuous progress.
"Okay, in five hours, I need their flight route, time, purpose."
"Anyway, I need to know what is in the intelligence."
< br>"I understand."
The phone hung up, Mr. Peng sat on the chair, his face as heavy as water.
On the side, Mr. Zhang, who came over at some point, widened his eyes and held the plan he had just sorted out, a little dull.
After a long time, I watched Mr. Peng sitting on the chair drinking cold water, and then I realized that I quickly put the information on the table, then picked up the thermos to add to Mr. Peng.
"Mr. Peng, do you have a task?"
"Don't worry, I will complete it for you, and it will be 100% done."
Mr. Zhang said carefully, his expression still filled with excitement.
"What's the hurry?" Mr. Peng said lightly, but his hand holding the water cup trembled slightly.
Even if he had experienced the strong storms and waves, he was facing the upcoming battle at this moment, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
The information obtained from 701 this time can be inferred that the other party's actions are likely to be today.
Old Zhang immediately stood up straight after hearing this, because since Mr. Peng was here, he would definitely give them the task.
"Let me see, the delivery is tight, everyone is ready for battle."
"When the time comes, I will find you whoever loses the chain."
Old Zhang immediately stood up Salute directly.
"Yes, ensure that the task is completed."
Then put down his hand, "Don't worry, if the task is not completed, you will also deal with me. I will roll it up and go to the northwest to farm. .”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
And the moment I went out, a murderous aura burst out from my whole body.
Peng always felt this murderous aura, but he smiled slightly on his face. The morale of the army is available!
There was a silence in the office, and then Mr. Peng picked up the phone and called out.
After waiting for about ten seconds, the phone was connected.
Seventh Ministry of Machinery.
Old Wang hung up the phone with a serious expression.
Pong's order is very simple, ensuring that each aircraft has sufficient ammunition.
This is a heavy task for their seventh machine department.
They encountered the little black bird twice before, but in order to confuse each other, they used up most of the inventory.
What kind of surface-to-air missiles and what kind of air-to-air missiles have to consume dozens of missiles almost every time they come.
And, the other party came at one time, there were six in total.
Every plane flew over the head, a thunderous spark was chasing.
But they have to do it, otherwise they wouldn't even have an attitude. If someone knows, they will definitely be criticized.
So, how many missiles can be left in stock?
Fortunately, this situation is coming to an end.
"It depends on this time whether it will succeed."
Old Wang gritted his teeth and then shouted to the secretary outside, "Come Director Yan."
< br>After a while, Director Yan hurried over with a serious expression, "Chief, come to me!"
"Nonsense, who else can I look for if I don't look for you?"
Upon hearing this, Director Yan rolled his eyes and knew that there was nothing good about him.
The people from the Qiji Department have been avoiding this plague god during this period.
When the Nine Machinery Department built a calculator, the old man thought that this was a matter of the Computer Research Center.
Of course, the people there are indeed people from the Computer Research Center.
But he had been lent out long ago.
Besides, it’s not someone else who sent the Computer Research Center, isn’t he himself?
It was because I was the leader and I was exposing this anger on them.
Alas.
He also has a miserable life, why did he meet such a master?
Don't dare to offend me, I can only shut up.
I don't say anything, you can't do anything. "What are your eyes? Talking to you!" Mr. Wang looked at Director Yan closing his mouth tightly, pinching his waist and shouting. Director Yan raised his head and looked aggrieved. , What should I do? "Okay, I don't know what to say." Mr. Wang spoke again. Director Yan had the urge to turn around and leave, if it weren't for the task. If it was not for Mr. Qian's sake, or for your colleagues, or for you.
"How much did you Pili missiles do?"
Old Wang suddenly spoke, interrupting Director Yan's "if it wasn't", and then looked up, "Two hundred and sixty-three."
Director Yan shouted out the numbers in one mouthful.
There is no choice. During this period, the worker is working hard. He asked again every day. How can he not be familiar with the rewards of three times a day?
"Are all in place?"
"Here, our factories in Guangdong and Shanghai have already been in place. The remaining latest batch is in place. There are still thirty left. Today, we will send them to the base outside the city."
Director Yan has treasured it as much as possible. After saying that, Old Wang's face calmed down slightly.
"Bring these thirty pieces with me and go to the base outside the city now."
"Also, all the security departments gather and all the vehicles gather to ensure safety along the way, and also follow The base is in touch and let them be prepared, so that they don’t have any planes at that time.”
Director Yan was stunned and didn’t understand what this was for.
Isn’t it the security department who usually transports something by themselves? Why is it different this time? However, looking at Mr. Wang's expression, Director Yan still shut up automatically. "Yes, I'll go now." Director Yan hurriedly left. Mr. Wang was about to go out when he saw Mr. Qian walking in.
"Old Qian, you came just right. I'll go to the airport, you"
"I'll go with you."
Old Qian spoke, and then explained without waiting for Mr. Wang to ask, "I heard that Jiubi uses high-purity silicon to make new materials, which can withstand more than 600 yuan. "
"This thing is very meaningful to our missile research, I want to go and see it."
Wang's heart felt sad again when he heard Mr. Qian say this. After the establishment of the Nine Divisions, why is it so powerful?
Previously, at their tepid computer research center, why did it look like a dead tree blooming and sprouting when it arrived at Jiudi?
Especially this high-purity silicon, his grandmother's, who would have thought that some inconspicuous stones would make such a powerful thing?
After knowing, he would have gone to sell stones, specifically to Yang Xiaotao and to him at a high price.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Hmph! "Oh, it's not right, you should go to Jiubi."
Mr. Wang suddenly reacted, and Mr. Qian shrugged when he heard this, "Yang Xiaotao went to the airport, they want to experiment with a new plane."
Mr. Wang took a deep breath after hearing this, "His grandma, this guy can really make trouble." .”
Half an hour later, trucks transported the loaded missiles out of the warehouse and rushed towards the airport outside Sijiucheng.
Outside the Sijiu City, the base airport!
Yang Xiaotao stayed here last night and did not go back. He also wanted to see the flight of the plane.
Especially the effect of new paints, no one dares to make a conclusion without practice.
After getting up, after having breakfast at the airport, Yang Xiaotao asked Wu Zhe to go to the command tower to check and clean it up.
But as soon as I came in, I saw the base commander Wang Minghai holding the phone.
The two of them subconsciously slowed down and prepared to find a place to sit down.
Many staff members in the command tower also knew Yang Xiaotao, but they were not seen outside, so they let Yang Xiaotao wander around the command tower.
On the other hand, a middle-aged man was following Mr. Peng’s arrangements.
This man is the base commander, Wang Minghai.
According to the plan, the main responsibility of the Sijiucheng Airport is to intercept and intercept planes fleeing from Shengjing and Shanghai. Of course, it is impossible for the planes to rush to them directly.
But this probability is not high.
Because the other party only dispatched two companies last time, and they entered from both north and south, the functions of Sijiucheng were not obvious.
But this does not mean that the prevention and control tasks of Sijiucheng are easy.
On the contrary, the fighter here has to undertake more tasks, check for omissions and make up for shortcomings, and prevent them in case of prevention. "Don't worry, Mr. Peng, we can provide support at any time to ensure the completion of the task." Wang Minghai used the voice of identification to clarify his determination.
President Peng nodded after hearing this, and then thought of something and asked, "Is Yang Xiaotao here?"
Wang Minghai immediately looked at Yang Xiaotao, "Here!"
Then he covered the microphone with his hand, "Yang Master Peng's phone number, I'll look for you."
Yang Xiaotao was watching outside from the hangar in front of the window After a night of drying out of the airplane and the treatment of technical workers, Baiju One has successfully changed his skin.
At this time, he is slowly entering the runway.
He was surprised to hear Wang Minghai calling him.
But after hearing that it was Mr. Peng, he immediately ran over, "Mr. Peng, I, Yang Xiaotao."
"Is your plane ready?"
Peng spoke directly, and Yang Xiaotao also talked about it. The other party would ask, so he spoke, "It has been out of the warehouse and is ready to take off at any time on the runway."
When Yang Xiaotao spoke, through the glass of the tower, he saw a light blue plane below in the sunshine. There was a dazzling golden light shining underneath.
"Okay!"
"Give you two hours to adapt! Don't have any problems!" Mr. Peng replied, and then hung up the phone.
Yang Xiaotao looked at the microphone with a blind voice, and then hung up.
Wang Minghai saw Yang Xiaotao smiling and stepped forward, "We have received the news and are on standby at any time."
Yang Xiaotao nodded after hearing this, and then smiled, "Then do I need to avoid it?" ”
The commander smiled and shook his head, "No need. Mr. Peng has mentioned you, of course you can stay here."
"Besides, you are here, and this is also our honor."
>Yang Xiaotao shook his head, "It is my honor to be able to see our air force become stronger and stronger with my own eyes."
"We will not let you down."
Two After the person finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao came to the command tower and lowered a light blue white horse fighter jet that was taking off.
Soon, the plane looked up and rushed into the blue sky. "The weather is good today!" Yang Xiaotao looked at the east sky, cloudless, and clear sky! "Yes, it's a good weather!" Wang Minghai came to the front and said softly.
At this time, Baiju No. 1 below was ready.
"Tower, we are Baiju No. 1. After preparation, we request to take off."
The voice of Huo Sheng came from the communication, and Wang Minghai turned his head to look at the duty officer, "What's the situation? ? "
"Report to the leader, everything is ready and the conditions are met, and you can take off."
Wang Minghai nodded, then walked to the command tower aside, "Baiju 1, agree to take off."
"Baiju 1 received it."
After the words, Baiju 1 below began to accelerate.
Yang Xiaotao watched the light blue white horse start to rise into the sky, and then he inserted directly into the sky like a sharp sword. "I hope everything goes well."
At the same time, pilots from the three bases from south to north, from Guangdong, Jinling, Shengjing, began to enter a state of alert.
Six White Horse fighter jets were parked on the runway at each location, and several J-7s began to be voice-controlled.
At the northwest Suzhou Airport, there are four white horses on standby.
A big net is quietly spreading out, waiting for the arrival of the black bird.