383 Soil

"Mi? MiG? 21? They are just so sloppy, using a code name to call an artifact?" Morak suddenly felt that his worldview had been subverted. He should have a good chat with the technical genius who designed the MiG-21. , teach the other party a good lesson, and tell the other party how important a good name is - he can only tell the other party about this, because the other party seems to have nothing technically that he can point to.

If Chris knew that his weapon naming rules were criticized, he would probably have a dumbfounded expression on his face.

After all, the full name of the MiG is the Mikoyan Design Bureau's No. 21 fighter, and the fighter Alan Hill is using now sounds more inexplicable than the MiG-21...

Speaking of Dwarf Morak, he proposed to see the supersonic flight of the plane, and Greken would naturally not refuse. Lonsadre asked about the training schedule that afternoon, and told Dwarf Morak that he could see it. To the specific time of supersonic flight: "Around 2 pm, two novice pilots will be arranged for supersonic training, and then you can see the state of supersonic flight of the aircraft."

This answer made the dwarf Morak very satisfied, while the elven envoy Farai, who was standing on the other side, was studying the dispatching communication equipment in the command center.

He looked at the officers on duty sitting in their seats, pinched the communicator, and radioed all the fighter jets on the flight patrol mission.

The entire radio channel was busy, and a dozen people were sitting in soft positions, facing the radar screen in front of them, confirming the specific conditions of each aircraft, including the flight altitude and speed, and even what the pilots saw and heard. .

These officers sat in their seats, and Falai, the elf envoy, could understand every word, but when they were connected together, Falai could not understand at all.

I saw a young Grecon Air Force officer, holding the communicator, and issued an order to be vigilant to the fighter jets in the airspace he was in charge of: "Squadron 4! Squadron 4! Adjust your height, there are birds passing under the clouds, Check it out! Don't miss suspicious targets!"

Another officer sitting next to the young officer, wearing a headset, was giving another air patrol an order to descend to check the ground for low-flying hostile targets.

The entire command room looked chaotic and tense, but it was actually in an orderly state. Falai, the emissary of the elves, has been trying to figure out how such a complex communication device was made.

If, more than a year ago, the elves also had such an advanced command system and such a reliable communication device, would they still be defeated?

If more than a year ago, the elves also had those mysterious flying machines whizzing past the window, would they still be defeated by demons?

Falai, who was full of these questions, suddenly heard Lonsadlai next to him, as if calling his name.

He raised his head and saw the curious eyes of Lonsadlai, and realized that he had just lost his mind. He quickly adjusted his emotions and bowed his head apologetically: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Great Magister Lonsadlai... I've just been rude."

"It's nothing, the first time I saw these things, it wasn't much better than you." Lonsadre laughed at himself, alleviating Falley's embarrassment.

After letting him open his mouth, he suggested: "Perhaps, you should talk to His Majesty the Emperor of Alan Hill. He is a very friendly and admired great person."

"Of course we will go to see the emperor of the Alan Hill Empire, but the journey is far away, and we have no way to communicate with Alan Hill, so we still have to rely on Greken for help." Falai said with some regret.

In fact, after seeing the current situation of Greiken, the elf envoy Farai was also very curious about the mysterious country Alan Hill hidden behind Greiken.

He really wanted to see with his own eyes, this Alan Hill, whom Greken's chief grand magus admired so much,

What is it like.

"Uh...Actually, it only takes a few hours for us to go to Ireland Hill." Lonsadlai had to explain the advanced technology of modern technology to these bunnies from the backcountry again: "That... …and, we now have a phone and can reach each other at any time…”

"Contact the other party? You can contact Alan Hill, in time?" Upon hearing this news, the emissary of the elves, Falai, was once again shocked. He felt that he had been shocked more times in this short period of time than he had been shocked in the long years of his life combined.

"Of course it's timely, you can chat on the phone first, he says something you say, there is only a delay of less than a second, but I still recommend you to go to Alan Hill, after all, a meeting is more formal than a phone call. ..." Lonsadre suggested.

He felt that it was necessary to inform Alan Hill about the elves and dwarves, and it was also necessary for these alien races who came from afar to see the real rise of mankind.

"You mean, if we want, we can communicate in language at the distance unit called kilometers... thousands of kilometers away?" I just recovered from the shock of the sound barrier being broken. Morak, who came, was once again dizzy.

He really couldn't believe that he had been out of the scope of human activities for thousands of years, and those races that were ignorant and depraved a thousand years ago, people despised and hated, have developed such a brilliant civilization and mastered things that even dwarves did not master. technology.

At this moment, he feels that his whole person is not good, he can feel his insignificance, and he can personally experience the strong impact from different civilizations.

Of course, the shocked expressions of the elves and dwarves' envoys were also noticed by the surrounding senior officers of Greken. Each of them has a little pride, because they feel that they can finally raise their eyebrows in front of the elves and dwarves.

Are you shocked? Damn, you should go to Bellevue and see the world... A senior Bellevue commander who went to Bellevue to see the actual damage range and attack effect of a nuclear weapon attack stood in the corner with his hands behind his back, My heart is full of contempt.

At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, Morak finally got what he hoped for and saw the training scene of the MiG-21 breaking the sound barrier. But before that, he first saw the "Mingshi Noble" car imported by Grecon.

Before that, he seemed to have some misunderstanding of luxury. After seeing this car, he knew what kind of design can be called extreme luxury.

It's just that when he admired like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden, he was told that the "Mingshi Eternal" sold by Ailan Hill was the most luxurious car...

Of course, in the end, the driver who was in charge of the car, who knew the brand of the car so well, made the dwarf Morak realize that his knowledge was still shallow after all: "Actually, the most luxurious car can't be bought, The top series of the Master series is the 'Emperor series', which is the special car of the Royal Family of Alan Hill..."

When he saw that the MiG-21 fighter broke the sound barrier and soared twice the speed of sound in one breath, Morak was too lazy to be shocked. He listened to the flight instructor of Alan Hill explaining the sky-defying performance of this advanced fighter, while enduring the smile that was about to overflow from the other's eyes.

Yes, smile. This was the first time he felt, as a dwarf family, that the other party looked at him with no respect or fear, but only with a bit of kindness to look at the short man...

As an Alan Hill soldier, these experienced instructors and veterans have already built up their confidence. They felt that except for Ailan Hill, those so-called powerful countries were only the difference between the second-rate and the third-rate.

They have no reverence for these races, and even some contempt and disgust. They are not even willing to hide these emotions, which is a natural continuation of the myth of Alan Hill's victory in all battles.

Therefore, this visit was not very pleasant. The dwarf Morak was very dissatisfied with the way the other party looked at him like a dwarf. Falai, the emissary of the elves, also saw a kind of never-before-seen kind in the eyes of the other party. of contempt.

"We want to go to Alan Hill immediately, is there any way?" Suppressing his dissatisfaction, the elf envoy looked at his companions and asked, "Let's go immediately, please make arrangements for your Excellency the Great Magister."

"This is not a problem at all." Lonsadlai also hoped that the other party would go to Alan Hill to meet the world earlier, so as not to always make jokes here...

With a smile on his face, he continued: "I will immediately arrange a special plane to send a few to Ailan Hill as a national gift... I will inform Ailan Hill of their itinerary, everything will be very smooth, Please don't worry."

"Special plane? Can we fly to Alan Hill by plane?" Hearing this, the dwarf Morak, who was already very dissatisfied, became interested again and asked.

"Yes, you will fly to Ireland Hill on the fastest civilian aircraft in the world, escorted by fighter jets throughout the journey, safe and able to enjoy the beauty above the clouds at a distance of 10 kilometers from the ground." Lonsard Lay replied.

Everyone present can realize that it is a height of what it means. In the past, only the sturdy dragon powerhouses could fight at this height, but now, even if it is just a mortal, as long as he can buy a flight ticket, he You can also fly to this height.

The face of Falai of the elves was even more ugly, because he felt that Alan Hill, who was getting more and more uncomfortable, was trampling on the privilege and dignity of the strong.

The faces of the dwarves were even more ugly, because he felt that Alan Hill was wasting those advanced technologies, which was contempt and disdain for their dwarves.

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Long Ling saw everyone's message asking for the addition, and there will be both additions and supplements. When Long Ling returns from other places, the state will gradually stabilize. I'm so sorry for depressing everyone's appetite these days...

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