Chapter 1811 My Dream Will Definitely Come True!

When the chaos subsided, Zhou Qingfeng felt a little depressed.

Rabbits intervene in the changes in Banana Country, and professional soldiers are also responsible for Eagle Sauce's military deterrence. Xiao Jinlang from China personally came to urge Zhou Qingfeng to go back, worrying about his safety and causing trouble again.

Zhou Qingfeng did not refuse, he boarded his Singapore Airlines A380 passenger plane with "dog meat". The stewardesses in the first-class cabin only entertain a few people including him, and the service standard is first-class, but he only needs a few newspapers to pass the time.

No matter what newspaper it is, the headlines these days have been slaughtered by the outbreak of the Rabbit Navy. All kinds of photos, all kinds of comments, all kinds of guesses, and countless mysteries are shrouded in it. The sudden increase in naval power alone is enough to make the surrounding countries tremble.

No matter how the rabbit says he is harmless, the neighbors around him obviously don't think so.

When the people of the country were celebrating the explosion of their own navy, Zhou Qingfeng, who was the source of the explosion, felt bored. There is no more 'garbage' worth his efforts to pick up, and the days to come will probably be boring.

In a daze, Zhou Qingfeng threw the newspaper aside, leaned on the sofa in the first-class cabin and closed his eyes. He quickly fell asleep and entered the dreamland.

Zhou Qingfeng in the dream was very sober, he found himself standing on a street at dusk. The road surface is very broken, the buildings are very old, and pedestrians are in a hurry. A hair salon is playing the song "Meet Nine Eight", repeating itself.

"I returned to Tianyang City twenty years ago in my dream?" Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and walked around without surprise or joy. He is very familiar with the environment of this street. Old shops, dim street lights, signboards with missing characters, numb pedestrians, and even trash cans are all in his memory.

When passing by a street corner, a group of children ran past Zhou Qingfeng screaming. A fat middle-aged woman was chasing after her, yelling and cursing. There was a seven or eight-year-old child who failed to escape, was caught straight, and was beaten and cried loudly.

This..., isn't this me?

These eyebrows, this appearance, this hair, are clearly Zhou Qingfeng from twenty years ago.

Seeing his young self being beaten, how could Zhou Qingfeng ignore it? He stepped forward to grab the fat middle-aged woman and asked what was going on?

"This brat stole the books from my bookstall, and I ran away after I found out." The middle-aged woman was very angry.

Ah..., what else?

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and looked down at himself who was about eight years old and still stunned.

Probably because he got into too many troubles when he was a child, he no longer remembers stealing books.

Scholars, how can this be called stealing?

"What book? I'll buy it." Zhou Qingfeng touched his pocket, but there was no money. He took off the watch he was wearing and handed it to the middle-aged woman, "This watch should be able to exchange your book."

The middle-aged woman took the watch and glanced at it. She probably felt that the watch was very delicate, and suddenly asked coyly: "How much is your watch? It's expensive. Are you really using the watch to pay for this child?"

"It's okay, it's just this book." Zhou Qingfeng felt that the things in the dream didn't matter, so he waved his hand and the deal was confirmed.

The middle-aged woman left quickly, for fear that Zhou Qingfeng would regret it. The children who ran away ahead came back one after another. Zhou Qingfeng also squatted down, and asked his young self with a smile, "Why did you steal the book?"

"Because I like it, but I have no money." The young Qingfeng was very embarrassed, and took out the book he had stolen, and opened it.

It was "Knowledge of Ships", and the color page in the book was a high-definition large picture of 167 "Shenzhen Ship".

a ha ha ha!

Zhou Qingfeng laughed happily, he finally remembered what was going on. As a primary school student, he likes guns, guns, airplanes, tanks and warships like all boys, and even fell in love with them for a while. When I saw my favorite military magazine, I couldn't afford it and wanted to take it by the hand.

It's a pity that he was unsuccessful and was beaten.

"Shenzhen ship, what an old warship." Zhou Qingfeng said cheerfully.

"Who said that? This is our best warship, and it joined the navy only last year." The young Qingfeng actually raised his neck and argued, "This is our first ship for planting flowers, the most advanced."

Hehehe..., the first flower planter twenty years ago. Zhou Qingfeng suddenly felt the vicissitudes of life.

When the young Qingfeng shouted loudly, a fatter child pouted and said disdainfully: "It's a pity that there is no 'Arleigh Burke'. I have an uncle in Japan. He said that 'Arleigh Burke' is the best." destroyer."

"Nonsense, the Shenzhen ship is the best." The young Qingfeng argued unconvinced, "It's been said in the magazines, it's very powerful."

"What do you know? It's better than the rotten 'Lvda' class." The fat boy said contemptuously: "Do you know what 'Aegis' is? It's a very powerful thing, and only Americans have it in the world. Installed on the 'Arleigh Burke'. Does the Shenzhen ship have it? It looks rustic."

The young Qingfeng didn't know what 'Aegis' was, so he couldn't argue with it, so he could only blush with anger.

The fat boy continued to say proudly: "My uncle bought me a lot of models, all of which are good things from abroad. Let alone your Shenzhen ship compare with 'Arleigh Burke', even the Japanese 'King Kong' class No. Do you know what a 'King Kong' class is? You wouldn't understand even if you told me."

What 'Arleigh Burke', what 'King Kong' class, the young Qingfeng had never heard of it. His dumbfounded appearance made the fat boy so happy, "You deserve to like these domestic weapons, but they are actually not as good as American ones."

"Do you know cruisers? Very large warships. Does the United States have China?"

"Do you know battleships? They are also very large warships. Does the United States have China?"

"Do you know the aircraft carrier? That is a super large warship. Does the United States have China?"

"I have all the models of these warships, which were given to me by my uncle. My uncle said, after studying hard, I can go to the United States. If I can't, I can go to Japan. If I stay in China, I will have no future."

The fat kid is very proud, in his eyes, he will definitely be promising in the future. His words caused the other children to show envious expressions. Everyone felt that it would be great to be able to go to the United States and Japan when they grow up, but ordinary people would definitely not be able to go.

At this time, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and all the children looked up at the sky, and the fat kid also pointed to the sky and shouted: "Look, Jianqi."

"This thing looks so rustic, it looks like it was put together from scrap aluminum in a junkyard. Let me tell you, this kind of plane with a hole in the nose is very bad, only the pointy nose is Great plane."

The fat kid was talking, and took out a small bag from his schoolbag, which contained cards one by one. This is a small gadget that is carried in street instant noodles, and there is one piece in a pack. Some of the cards showed characters from The Water Margin, while the fat kid took out a set of airplane cards.

"Look, this is an awesome plane. This is an F-117 'Nighthawk', this is an F-15 'Eagle,' this is an F-16 'Fighting Falcon,' this is an F-14 'Panda' ’, here’s the A-10 Warthog, and here’s the B-2 ‘Phantom.’ These are awesome, all American aircraft.”

The fat kid took out the plane cards one by one to show, but didn't allow other kids to touch them, not even to stretch out their fingers. Seeing these beautiful fighter planes, and thinking about the J-7 flying over the sky just now, a bunch of little kids all let out a sound of surprise, and a fool can compare who is more powerful.

The young Qingfeng also stared intently, envious. For a long time he asked weakly, "Don't we have planes with pointed noses?"

"Hahaha, yes. The J-82 has a pointed nose. It's a pity that that kind of aircraft is evaluated by the Americans as a 'human rocket'. We have to send the aircraft to the United States and ask the Americans to help improve it. People don't like it at all.

By the way, there is also my favorite F-22 "Raptor", this aircraft is amazing. My uncle said that it is an epoch-making fighter, and no other aircraft can compete with it. Our best J-8 can only eat ashes in front of it. "

The fat kid took out a treasured F-22 aircraft card, and deliberately concealed it, as if he would be damaged if he looked at it too much. And the very sci-fi appearance of the 'Raptor' made a bunch of little kids sigh, and they all felt that this kind of aircraft must be powerful.

"Let me tell you, in another fifty years, China will not have an aircraft as powerful as the F-22. We can't even make the glass cover of the F-22, let alone other things. Let's not talk about comparing with the United States. , we are not even as good as Japan. So when I grow up, I want to go abroad."

The fat kid had had enough of showing off, put his flight card back into his schoolbag, and headed home proudly. The rest of the brats followed behind him, begging to take another look at the F-22.

The young Qingfeng did not follow. He was extremely frustrated, he could only raise his head weakly and asked Zhou Qingfeng: "Are our country's planes really that bad?"

Regarding this matter, Zhou Qingfeng also sighed, "That's right, it's indeed that bad now. It's even worse than we imagined."

"Then the warships of our navy are not as good as the Americans, or even the Japanese?" the young Aomine asked again.

"Yes, the gap between the Navy and the Americans is even bigger than the gap between the Air Force and the Americans. It's so big that it makes people... desperate." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the magazine in his hand when he was young, "The best thing we have now is Shenzhen It’s a ship, but it’s behind since it was born.”

The young Qingfeng suddenly lowered his head and began to cry, "Actually, I know our country is poor. The teacher gave us a class, saying that the wealth created by one Japanese is worth sixty Chinese.

The teacher also said that even if our best Beijing and Shanghai add up, the wealth created in a year is only one-third of that of Hong Kong, let alone Tokyo and New York. It hurts to hear it, and I really hate how my country is so weak. "

Zhou Qingfeng could only continue to sigh. These days, literati worship foreigners and make up all kinds of stories to prove that foreign countries are good. Japanese toilet water can be drunk directly, Japanese dishes have to be washed seven times, Japanese children are better than our children, and so on.

Literati say every day..., 'The economy is not as good as Japan, the technology is not as good as Japan, and the attitude is not as good as Japan. Japan is the best. We can't catch up with Japan at all, and chasing the United States is just a dream. '

"I stole the book just to see it for fun, but now I can't be happy." The young Qingfeng turned his head and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "I'm sorry, I'm going to return the magazine to the proprietress of the bookstall and redeem your watch. Come."

Zhou Qingfeng remembered the result of this incident... He was beaten up by the book stall proprietress, sued his parents, and then he was beaten up again when he went home. After that, he never read any military magazines, and he no longer cared about the country's army. He even became a little angry youth.

"Wait..." Zhou Qingfeng called out to his young self, "I think..., I think I'm here to tell you something when I see you now."

"What's the matter?" The young Qingfeng had already walked a certain distance, but he still looked back at Zhou Qingfeng.

"I want to tell you that in another ten years or so, we will have fighter jets comparable to the F-22."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that in another ten years or so, we will have more than a dozen advanced destroyers comparable to 'Arleigh Burke'."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that in another ten years or so, we will also have aircraft carriers, and there will be at least two."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that Little Japan will be rampant for a few years, and we will be richer than it immediately. Ten years later, we will far surpass it.

At that time, Japan will be nothing in our eyes, and our future goal is to surpass the United States. At that time, there will only be two countries in the world, one is China and the other is a foreign country. "

"real?"

"I assure you, all of this will come true, truer than real gold. In the future, China will be the world's hegemony, and we ordinary people will live a good life. Those who choose to be foreigners, sooner or later to regret.

The anger we have suffered, the hardships we have endured, and the offenses we have suffered will all be returned to the enemy sooner or later. When foreigners come to China, they will also admire the earth-shaking changes in our country. We will have our own elated day, this day will not be too far away! "

In the dream, the young Qingfeng went home happily with the magazine. When Zhou Qingfeng woke up, he found himself in tears.

Seeing that he was crying, Xiao Yi hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's okay, it's just a dream, it's just a dream." Zhou Qingfeng wiped away his tears and laughed endlessly.

Xiao Yi suddenly asked suspiciously, "Why is your watch missing?"

Zhou Qingfeng's new watch is expensive, and if he loses it, he will lose hundreds of thousands of dollars. But he raised his arm and looked at it blankly, and suddenly laughed out loud..., hahahahaha!

My dream, my dream will come true!