Chapter 827 Chinese:? (First Update!)

The person who posted the photo is a photographer who is quite active on the forum. His ID is Lin Lin.

The avatar is a pair of hands with ten fingers interlocked.

The ring fingers of those two hands are wearing platinum rings of the same style.

This photographer is a master of landscape photography. Most of the photos he took are of sunsets, morning sunshine, and mountain winds.

Each photo is very beautiful, and he even posts various teaching contents in his posts.

However, the photos he posted this time are different from any of his previous photos.

In the photo, the towering mountains are sandwiched with mist, and the mist flows between the mountains, like a beautiful landscape painting.

In the eastern sky, there is a rising sun.

But between the sun and the mist, three planes suddenly appeared.

Three planes as red as fire, lined up in a neat team, passed by the horizon, and were captured just in time.

The subsequent photos are the shots of the photographer watching the planes leave. In the end, only three butts are left.

The photographer's lens is very good, the planes photographed are very clear, and people can see more details.

These three planes are the same as the planes that suddenly appeared in Tongcheng two days ago, then appeared in Feishi, then appeared in Xincheng, and finally changed in Huangzhou.

The only difference is that the three planes at that time did not seem to be painted, while the three planes now are painted.

It is still very eye-catching, very flamboyant red, orthodox cinnabar red!

After reading the photos of this photographer, everyone on Tianya Forum fell silent. If the planes in the past two days made them confused.

Now, the doubts in their hearts have not only not been resolved, but have become more confused.

Why did Tu-160 appear in China?

Why was Tu-160 painted cinnabar red?

Why was it painted this color?

Isn't this color a target on the battlefield?

And why did it appear here?

At this moment, everyone who saw these photos completely turned into Detective Conan, and turned into a hundred thousand whys.

Just when they wanted to leave a message in the photographer's post and ask for more information, the photographer posted a new picture.

In the new photo, a pair of white and tender hands were handcuffed in a pair of shiny handcuffs.

Looking at this photo, people in the forum seemed even more confused.

"Has our photographer been arrested?"

"It's obvious that he was arrested for leaking secrets!"

"No! If it was a leak, then this post should have been deleted!"

"And if he is arrested, our moderator must also go to jail!"

"But the moderator is fine, he didn't go to jail!"

"Then what's going on?"

"How do I know what's going on? And his perspective..."

"No, if the police arrested someone, would they take photos with a camera and post them in the original post?"

"I don't know!"

More and more people got into this post and wanted to figure out what the photographer did and why the last photo appeared. The discussion was so high that it even overshadowed the plane. The topic of the plane seemed to be covered up at this moment.

But soon, new photos appeared on the forum and once again took over the topic.

This time, the person who posted the photo was in Tongcheng. In addition to the photo, the other party also took a video.

The beginning of this video is the landmark building of Tongcheng.

On the first day of National Day, Tongcheng held an event in the city center. In front of the landmark building was a lively crowd, and the crowd released ribbons and balloons, which seemed very lively.

But soon, the lively crowd changed their movements. These people subconsciously turned their heads to look in one direction, as if there was something strange in that direction.

The camera also began to deflect at this time. At this time, three red planes appeared at the edge of the camera very slowly but extremely quickly.

The three planes in the formation maintained a height that could be clearly seen by the people below, and just passed over the top of the center of Tongcheng City and continued to move southeast.

Soon, the three planes exceeded the capture limit of the lens and disappeared under the lens.

Compared with the first photo, the planes that appeared in the camera were so calm and composed.

With the previous photo as a base, and then seeing this video now, the people in the forum were completely crazy.

"Who can tell me, what is the situation of this plane... this plane?"

"No one can tell you what the situation is, everyone wants to know what the situation is!"

"I just asked a retired pilot classmate of mine in the Air Force, and he said he didn't know what the situation was."

"Why does it feel... something is not right? How could a plane like the Tu-160 appear in our country?"

"First of all, it is ruled out that it was bought! Russia can't sell this thing to us! They will dismantle it into scrap metal, even if they use the blueprints to wipe their butts and then burn it, they can't give it to us."

"Also rule out joint military exercises, the Russians can't paint it so red. If they paint it so red, the Soviet Union may be resurrected, and they will be the first to do it."

"I remember, do you still remember the message sent by Mr. Lin of Rheinsteel two days ago?"

"Yes! I remember it too, he asked us to wait!"

"Isn't it this thing we are waiting for?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, this is probably what we're waiting for!"

"This thing is definitely worth waiting for!"

"Then the question is, if General Lin really wants us to wait for this thing, what will Russia do when they find out?"

"What to do? Cold!"

"All good designs are interconnected. It's impossible for you, Russia, to say it's Tu-160 just because you see it looks like Tu-160. You have to see if it agrees when you call it."

"I think this plane should be numbered H-60..."

"What kind of crappy number are you thinking of?"

"The prototype of H-6 is Tu-16. This thing looks exactly like Tu-160. How about calling it H-60?"

"Don't think about it. Wait for the official number!"

"Is there any big brother who can send back pictures? I want to know where these three planes went? "

"Southeast... Damn, southeast!"

"The original Tu-160 has a range of more than 10,000 kilometers. Our version may be a little worse, so it must have a range of at least 6,000 to 7,000 kilometers. Now it's still going to the southeast. This... isn't this a bit too exciting?"

"Exciting? I've wanted to do this for a long time! Brothers, I'll buy a plane ticket first! Wait for my good news!"

"Wait for me to join..."

"Count me in..."

"I'll go buy a knife..."

Gaocheng, Rhine Aerospace Company Guest House, Lin Yu sat on the bed, dragging the mouse in his hand, using his eyes in two parts, his right eye staring at the computer screen on the right, and his left eye staring at Lu Lin, whose hands were handcuffed.

Looking at the content on the right, especially the heated discussions, he wanted to laugh even more.

But when he saw the person on the left, he couldn't laugh because that was his wife.

Silly woman, often a flirting word, an adjective, but when this word becomes a real noun, it makes people unable to laugh.

After replying a few words on those forums with a small account, Lin Yu turned around and looked at Lu Lin helplessly:

"I asked you to post photos, but I didn't ask you to add drama. Why did you add a scene of being caught?"

"Now it's good. The handcuffs are rusty and you lost the key. What do you say we should do?"

Beside the bed, Lu Lin raised her hands and found that she couldn't open the handcuffs. She raised her face, and her palm-sized face was full of flattering smiles:

"Brother, on such a happy day, you can't beat me, right?"

After saying flatteringly, her dark eyes suddenly rolled around, and the whole person suddenly shrank back on the bed. The smile on her face turned into fear. While shrinking back, she whispered in fear:

"Don't come over here. If you come over again, I will call for help!"

Hearing her panicked voice, Lin Yu raised his hand and slapped himself. His eyes stayed on the computer screen for a moment, and he grabbed his phone and walked to the balcony.

I found Qian Duoduo's number and called him:

"Ask the people in Shanghai to take more photos and send them to the Internet, especially America, Russia, and Europe."

"Post more on those social software."

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"After posting, find some water army to say that these are all fake, all fake videos, and all TV dramas."

"Remember, it must be true and false, so that people can't tell the difference."

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Shanghai International Airport.

Shen Jianjun stood in the command center of the international airport, looking at the people coming and going in the airport, he seemed very satisfied.

But not so satisfied.

On the first day of the National Day, this place was almost paralyzed.

At this time, people finally got a holiday, so they thought about traveling abroad.

The first choice is Japan and South Korea. Shanghai International Airport has direct flights to South Korea and various places in Japan.

It is very, very convenient to go out from here.

This is also what made Shen Jianjun dissatisfied.

In his eyes, every ticket to a foreign country is equivalent to one less GDP in Shanghai.

He wanted to keep these people, but he couldn't.

A forced melon is not sweet, but a forced GDP is hard to get.

After watching the people in the surveillance video for a while, he turned around irritably and sat on the sofa next to him.

There are mainly two reasons why he appeared here today.

The first reason is that as the deputy mayor, he needs to set an example during holidays, appear in front of the public media, and guard this shift.

Shanghai International Airport is an important node in Shanghai, and he must guard it here.

The second reason is because Lin Yu told him that there is a big gift for him today.

Let him take it.

Shen Jianjun is very curious about this gift.

But curiosity is useless, because Lin Yu has never called him, and has never told him what the gift is.

He is a little irritable.

Just as he took out his cell phone and was about to call Lin Yu to ask when the gift would be delivered, his cell phone rang first.

It was the mayor's call.

As soon as the call was connected, the mayor's slightly anxious voice came from the phone:

"Just received news that our three domestically produced Tu-160 bombers are about to land at the Magic City International Airport and refuel there. You are on the scene and need to do a good job of maintaining stability on the scene. Goodbye!"

After a few words, the phone was hung up from the other end.

The only one left was Shen Jianjun, who was confused, holding the phone in a daze. Just as he was about to make another call to ask about the situation, the air traffic control at the airport command center received a communication:

"Modu International Airport! Modu International Airport! This is the No. 01 test aircraft. Three of our bombers are requesting to land. Is there a landing opportunity? Over!"

The voice called several times. The air traffic control who heard the voice turned back blankly and looked at the people around him.

The people around him also heard the communication from the headset, and they looked at each other in confusion.

On the radar main screen between them, there were three more planes in the sky around the airport.

Unlike other passenger planes, these three planes have green identification marks all over their bodies.

Among the other wandering planes, these three green marks are particularly conspicuous.

But these three green marks appeared suddenly.

It was as if the other party tiptoed to the edge and suddenly jumped out.

Fang Jianguo stood in front of the radar screen, staring at the three green signs for a long time. Looking at the circling signs, he grabbed a telescope from the table next to him, walked to the French window, looked up, and began to search in the air.

Because the three planes were in a formation, he easily found their traces.

In fact, the three planes were so conspicuous that he could see them even if he didn't want to.

Under the bright sunshine, three red planes, which were completely different from passenger planes, formed a triangular formation and circled over the city.

The telescope locked onto the three planes and stared at them for a while. Shen Jianjun's tears unconsciously slid from the corners of his eyes, down his face, and into his mouth.

The tears were salty and not very tasty.

Shen Jianjun put down the telescope, wiped the tears from his face, and locked the telescope on the three planes again.

Those were three bombers, three dream bombers!

Figure 160!

Shen Jianjun remembered this name. In 1987, his critically ill father was lying on the hospital bed, holding a newspaper with this aircraft in his hand. He said to him with regret: It would be nice if I could fly this aircraft.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Since then, he has remembered this aircraft, and later, this aircraft has a formal name - Tu-160.

He couldn't figure out why there were three Tu-160s here at this time.

Moreover, they looked very calm.

This was completely different from the Russians he had seen before, very different.

Just as he was puzzled, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and he took out the phone, but found that it was Lin Yu's number.

He answered it casually, and Lin Yu's cheerful voice came from the phone: "Old Shen, how about the National Day gift?"

The words "National Day gift" exploded in Shen Jianjun's mind like a thunder.

The plane in the sky had already circled to the other side, and there was no figure in the telescope. Shen Jianjun came back to his senses and asked on the phone:

"This plane..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence because he didn't believe it.

The next second, Lin Yu's affirmative voice came: "We made it. It's better than the Russian Tu-160."

"During the National Day, I thought you were quite calm, so I flew it to help you gain some popularity."

"How do you feel now?"