The car slowly stopped, and a guard quickly jumped out of the passenger seat, and then quickly and briskly opened the door. Immediately, an old man wearing a top hat and a smart suit stepped out of the car.

"Comrade Vice Chairman, you are here, these Chinese people are simply... simply... woo woo woo..."

At this moment, Yaktoyev had been revived, but before he could take a breath, he looked at the approaching old man, pushed aside the soldiers on the side, and ran up regardless. As soon as he met him, he burst into tears.

Hengliu is like a little daughter-in-law who has been bullied. She feels aggrieved as much as she wants.

Of course, Yaktoyev was not acting, but most of it was from his heart. Not to mention the previous fiasco that almost ended his political life. Let’s just say that Bai Yi’s rocket hit them just now.

Thinking that this guy had no morals whatsoever about respecting the elderly and caring for the young, he took advantage of the fact that he was beaten to pieces and rushed over to him and stepped on him several times.

How could his old bones withstand such torture? He was thankful that he didn't die. When he woke up and learned what happened, he was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he didn't dare to look for Bai Yi again.

Trouble, God knows what kind of tricks this guy who doesn't play by common sense can do, there's nothing he can do, he really can't afford to use up his old bones anymore.

So Yaktoyev, who woke up, did not act stupid again, and just faced off with Bai Yi until the old man in front of him arrived.

The old man who got out of the car couldn't help but frowned when he saw that Yaktoyev was not only covered in mud, but also stained with blood.

Tell me what happened before.

After hearing this, the old man's brows furrowed into a frown: "Has the shooting operator got it under control?"

"We controlled him as soon as possible!" The staff member answered simply, and in fact it was true. Before Old Tang could even take a breath after firing the rocket, five or six people were killed like ashes.

The bear-like Soviet soldiers were captured in the form of a stack of arhats and are now locked in a closed room inside the shooting range.

"Yes!" The old man nodded, and then asked in a deep voice: "How are the casualties?"

"The rocket did not hit the crowd, so there were no casualties!"

After hearing these words, the old man's originally serious face softened slightly. He immediately raised his eyes and looked at Bai Yi, who was unable to move at all under the threat of several firearms. He said again: "Is he the culprit?"

"Yes, yes, that's him. His name is Boyi." Before the staff could reply, Yaktoyev jumped out again regardless of his image: "He claims to be a military and industrial genius, but he is a complete opportunist and Trotskyist.

elements, as well as the imperialist spies that have penetrated our interior.

He used to specialize in stealing technical information about our weapons and equipment in Siberia. Their individual rocket launchers were successfully developed based on our RPG-2. He is a complete plagiarist and hypocrite, and a military genius. No one has ever seen more than two

A ten-year-old military genius..."

Yaktoyev completely exploded at this time. With his back to the old man who had just arrived, his overwhelming hatred for Bai Yi turned into sharp words and quarrels, and he pinned all the charges he could think of on Bai Yi's head.

As for the so-called criminal facts, they are even more random.

People around him felt a little embarrassed for Yaktoyev, especially those Soviet experts who had passed through. They only felt that knowing Yaktoyev was the biggest stain in their lives. The performance of his individual rocket launcher

If someone surpasses you, you will accuse others of plagiarism. How can this be true?

What's more, apart from the basic principles, China's individual rocket launchers have nothing in common with the RPG-2. If this is considered plagiarism, it's like a sow climbing a tree. It's just nonsense.

However, even though Yaktoyev talked nonsense and was despicable, no one stood up to expose him. There was no way that the Chinese individual rocket launcher destroyed the T-54 tank, which really made the Soviets lose face. In addition, just now

I don’t care about that one

The reckless rocket attack angered them even more, so they must make these Chinese people look good. Otherwise, if they are bullied like this in front of so many Eastern European boys and still don't say a word, then they, their eldest brother, will still be a fool on earth in the future.

Shit!

So even if they despise Yaktoyev's behavior, it is still an internal conflict among the people, and what they want to solve now is a thorn that has arisen from the outside. This is a matter of principle that is both professional and red.

After crossing the line, the atmosphere on this small mountain peak that was steep in the cold spring suddenly solidified, like the depression in a court of justice waiting for the fate to be decided, and there was no suspense about this depression.

"Comrade Vice Chairman of the Council of Ministers, please listen to my explanation..." Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhao Fanghua became anxious and hurried forward, but before she could finish her words, she saw the old man waving his hands expressionlessly.

He said coldly: "I know you are Chinese, but please don't forget, this is the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics!"

The old man's resounding words had a calm and authoritative demeanor in them, as if his words were laws that must be enforced and prohibited, and what he said must be followed!

In fact, this is indeed the case. Although there is no substantial content, the attitude is very clear. Bai Yi and others must give an explanation for the whole matter!

So Yaktoyev finally laughed, and laughed happily, because Bai Yi, who was against him, was finally in bad luck...

So Zhao Fanghua was really about to cry. She never expected that things would develop to this point...

So the Soviet soldiers around him moved, moved very resolutely, grabbed Bai Yi's arm and wanted to arrest him...

So Bai Yi finally took a breath, and just as the two brawny men were about to cuff his hands, he shouted to the old man who turned around and was about to get into the car: "Comrade Mikoyang, please wait a moment..."

…”

As soon as these words came out, the people around him were shocked. They never expected that the young Chinese named Bai Yi in front of them would be so bold and dared to call the old man by his first name. You must know that in the entire Soviet Union, and even

No one in Europe dared to talk to him like this with more than ten fingers. Are they jumping over the wall in a hurry, or do they want to die sooner? People unanimously chose the latter!

Mi Gaoyang, who was preparing to get into the car, frowned again and looked very unhappy. He was about to wave his hand and ask his men to deal with it as soon as possible, but before he could make a move, he was completely shocked by Bai Yi's next words:

“Judging from the actual situation of today’s target shooting, the traditional steel average

Material armor can no longer meet the needs of future wars. If you want to make a complete change, you must use composite armor... A brand new, sandwich-biscuit-style composite armor. I don’t know what progress the Soviet Union’s big brother has made, but I have another one here.

Use simple and feasible methods..."

"Hurry up and tell me what we can do!" Before Bai Yi could finish speaking, an excited shout pierced the sky, and then a middle-aged man in a general's uniform rushed to Bai Yi like lightning and grabbed Bai Yi.
Chapter completed!