A week later, a plane flying to China over Istanbul.

Wang Yang leaned on the chair relaxedly, and at hand was the toy model that his son had asked him to keep for the time being after he brought it on the plane.

After reading the overwhelming news reports, he already knew that the Golden Crow bomber model created by imagination was still very different from the Golden Crow in reality, but this did not affect his special feelings for this model.

Just a few days ago, on the fire stairs in Istanbul, he witnessed the prototype of the plane passing through the air, using its huge shadow to disperse the riot mobs.

Then, he saw from the news that the entire process of Jinwu opening the bullet bay for demonstration bombing--although the official propaganda was just a routine military exercise, everyone knew that the bomb was taken to the Union Fleet.

As long as the other party's attitude is a little inappropriate, then the ammunition does not explode on the sea, but in the middle of the fleet.

Can the ammunition carried by a Jinwu completely remove a mixed ship formation?

He searched a lot of information online, but did not get a definite answer. The only thing he is sure is that if one is not enough, the two will definitely be enough.

At that time, there were a total of three golden crows in that area.

It seems that the country really broke the skin at that time, but at the last moment, half of the skin had been torn to pieces and was stitched by those ridiculous Western politicians.

A series of dialogues were launched, a series of guarantees and statements were issued, and all military dispatches entered the freezing period, and even the firefighting between two African tribes was suspended, because they were worried that China's misjudgment of their military operations would damage the interests of Chinese employees working in the local oil field - in fact, the oil field was dozens of kilometers away from the firefighting site.

However, no one is willing to get into trouble with China at this time, what if?

In the past, it was a bit too hard to be a policeman in the world. Military bases were covered with the whole world, and the deterrence was not enough to cover all countries. But if Chinese people were replaced...

No, they are not trying to be world policemen, and they don't have this kind of mind.

They just want everyone to do their own things well.

In addition to the alliance countries, the attitude of the ugly country is also intriguing. Their official personnel seemed to be no surprise at the "silent offensive" launched by China, just as if they knew that China could have an absolute information advantage in the war.

No one knows what this is going on, but everyone knows that the Chinese are just using the methods they have used in the Ugly Kingdom in a more intense way.

Wang Yang shook his head and closed the pad in front of him. He looked at the youngest son beside him, who was staring at the sky outside in a daze.

He untied his seat belt and leaned over, and asked:

"Tuantuan, what are you looking at?"

Tuantuan knocked on the glass with his hand and replied:

"I'll see if there are any planes outside."

Hearing this, Wang Yang laughed in silence.

"There will be no planes outside. The routes of the planes are independent of each other. We have taken off for so long, and you can't see other planes here."

"Some! I've seen it before!"

“That was when it was taking off…”

Wang Yang didn't want to argue with this kid who had just finished kindergarten. He turned around and said to his wife beside him:

"This time it was really thrilling. I didn't expect that I just wanted to return to my country and made such a big noise... Do you think we are witnessing history?"

"It must be a witness to history, but I didn't understand why they did this... I read a lot of news online and was confused."

My wife's expression was a little confused. In the past few days, she has been browsing various news on her mobile phone, analyzing the causes and development of the incident with netizens, and speculating with the Chinese trapped in Istanbul when the problem will be solved and when the plane will resume flights.

According to her understanding, this incident seemed to be a conflict between the two camps on the route of fighting the crisis of the adjacent dimensions. However, after reading the netizens' analysis, she felt that it was not that simple.

Aren’t it still those Westerners who want to compete for hegemony?

In this case, will they really give up so easily?

Thinking that just before taking off, some people in the group said that the plane might not land safely, and it might control the plane to fly to other countries temporarily and cause some trouble for China, she became nervous again.

This time she has experienced too many twists and turns, and she really doesn't want to experience it again.

Looking at her frowning brows, Wang Yang gently patted his wife's hand and comforted:

"It's right to be confused. The reasons behind this large-scale game are generally very complicated and have nothing to do with us---we just want to return home smoothly now."

"......Can it go smoothly? I heard that some planes landed in other countries halfway through, saying it was a temporary transfer, but I don't know if it was true."

"Are you worried that they will detain us?"

"Um."

The wife nodded and replied worriedly.

"This is unlikely... If you want to buckle it, you should buckle it on the ground. Once you get on the plane, it should be safe."

"Is it the most unsafe on the plane? Think about it, on the ground, we are at least within the surveillance range of the aircraft carrier formation, but we get on the plane?"

"When I got on the plane, I called Tiantian and didn't respond. If I called Tiandi, I didn't work, who can still care about us?"

"These people are crazy. What if they really do something..."

After hearing this, Wang Yang also fell silent. According to common sense, his wife's worries should have been extremely ridiculous, but the problem is that when it comes to those Westerners, they suddenly feel that they can do anything bad.

What if several robbers suddenly rushed out of the plane to hijack the plane? What if the air force of the country of the route suddenly came to intercept it? What if someone directly fired a missile and shot down the plane?

His hands subconsciously clenched the armrests of the seat, and the fear of being trapped on the fire stairs once again enveloped him. The helplessness and despair surged, making him feel a little breathless.

Even the idea of ​​"get off the plane immediately" flashed through his mind, but he also realized the ridiculousness of this idea.

Get off the plane? How to get off? Open the hatch and jump down?

If I had known it, I would have waited with others. I took Air China's plane back. Why do I have to go back to choose a Turkish Airways plane?

They obviously joined forces with the authorities a month ago to be unfavorable to the Chinese!

Wang Yang slapped his thigh hard and sighed heavily.

When his wife saw his expression, she realized that she had conveyed bad emotions, so she turned around and comforted her:

"It's not that serious. I just said it casually. Don't worry, it's definitely okay..."

"I know the probability of nothing is wrong, but I just can't let it go. Think about it..."

When Wang Yang was halfway through his words, the youngest son next to him suddenly pointed out the window and shouted:

"Dad, plane!"

Wang Yang subconsciously turned his head, and then he saw the only strange scene in his life.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, there is a huge plane spreading its wings, like a giant bird in myth, walking through the sky under the reflection of the rising sun.

Other passengers in the passenger plane cabin also opened the blinds of the portholes, and when they saw the plane, everyone exclaimed neatly.

Wang Yang felt in a trance that the plane seemed to be not a human creature.

But the gods who descended from the void and suppressed all things.

A moment later, the sound of Chinese broadcast suddenly sounded in the cabin radio.

"Hello, passengers, this is Jinwu No. 3, and we are broadcasting to you through wireless communication."

"You are about to turn to the air Silk Road route. I will sail with you for the next 1,000 kilometers."

The communication was suspended, and Wang Yang looked out of the porthole again. The golden crow had already begun to speed up. From his perspective, he could only see the light of the warm yellow wake ejected from the tail of the plane.

Like, a sun that never sets.
Chapter completed!