Chapter 830: Heading East! (Second Update!)

Those were some videos on Twitter.

And they were edited and had simple special effects.

The core content of the video was to prove that China's three Tu-160s were actually fake and had special effects.

The purpose was to deceive people.

At first he didn't think there was anything wrong, but as he scrolled, Colin suddenly found that his favorite videos that were criticized were gone.

They all turned into videos of these people arguing on the Internet.

Very annoying.

He wanted to watch the videos that needed to be criticized, but no matter how he scrolled, those videos never appeared on his phone.

He finally found two videos that needed to be criticized. After watching for two seconds, the graceful woman suddenly turned around, and the second half of the video turned into an airplane.

Very annoying!

He put the phone in his pocket and decided to work overtime. Work was still important.

…………

Gaocheng.

As the sky darkened, Lin Yu sat on the balcony with a computer in front of him and a dedicated mobile phone in his left hand.

The computer screen that lit up showed news on Twitter.

The hottest headline is naturally because of the appearance of the red Tu-160, which then caused a discussion about the strength of bombers in various countries.

Further down, there are the headlines posted by the people he arranged.

[B2 is the strongest bomber in the world, no objection accepted, whoever opposes is an idiot! ]

[Which good person would paint his own bomber red? This is not treating his own pilots as human beings, this is sending his own plane as a target to others, this is sending food! ]

[Tu-160 is the best in the world! ]

[China can't build airplanes! If you don't believe it, please watch the vcr! ]

[This is an empty shell. This plane looks like Tu-160, but in fact it is Tu-16 inside. If you don't understand, I have a video posted by the Chinese official as evidence! ]

[Fake, fake, all fake! ]

[Special effects, all tnd special effects! 】

【Latest intelligence, Ukrainian Motor Sich Company announced that the equipment was repaired and the engine production was reduced——】

Lin Yu frowned slightly as he scrolled down the mouse and looked at these messy titles. He would click on a tweet from time to time, curse in the comment section of the tweet, then exit the tweet and click on another tweet to continue cursing.

Just when he was cursing happily, the phone in his hand rang.

The two big words "Dena" flashed on it. After hesitating for a moment, he turned off the screen and threw it aside.

He continued to type on the keyboard with both hands and continued to curse with the people in the comment section.

When the phone screen lit up for the fourth time, he stopped, reached out and grabbed the phone, and answered:

"My dear General Dena, what's the matter?"

"The pirate flag in your house——" As soon as the call was connected, Dena chose to go straight to the point without beating around the bush.

Hearing the name of the pirate flag, Lin Yu was stunned at first, but soon reacted.

Figure 160 is a popular name in Russia, China and some other countries.

In NATO countries, the code name of Tu-160 is Pirate Flag.

Knowing what the other party was asking, Lin Yu immediately adjusted his tone and asked with a sigh:

"Are you talking about the three planes?"

"Yes!" Dana's voice was a little light. He didn't seem to expect that Lin Yu would answer his question directly instead of choosing to talk about something else.

After a moment of silence, he asked tentatively: "Do you have drawings in your hands?"

"Part!" Lin Yu knew it was a test, and spoke half-truthfully.

After waiting for a while, the phone was still silent, and he brought up the topic very straightforwardly:

"We got some drawings from Russia and Ukraine, mainly drawings of aerodynamic shapes."

"After getting them, we installed several engines according to the layout of Tu-16."

"It's not bad, it can fly."

"Next, I'm going to start the next plan. Are you ready?"

The topic suddenly changed, and Lin Yu's voice became heavier for the last question.

Hawaii.

It was another sunny day, and Dana stood in front of the desk holding his mobile phone.

On the desk in front of him were photos that the intelligence officer Dallas had just sent.

On the computer screen were video materials that had just been synchronized.

The protagonists in the photos and videos were the Magic City International Airport, or more precisely, the three red Tu-160s parked at the Magic City International Airport.

He called Lin Yu to get some intelligence from Lin Yu, especially intelligence about Russia.

Then he would use this intelligence to make friends with other people.

But now, the intelligence was not obtained, but Lin Yu said that he was ready to start the next plan.

The next plan, the simplest phrase, reminded Dena of the plan that had been delayed by them for more than a month.

The plan to cut a knife in Japan.

He had transferred the shares he had obtained in South Korea last time from the investment company he controlled through legal means.

Converted into cash.

The largest part of the cash went into his pocket, and the rest was distributed to his friends who supported him in the last operation.

There were a lot of banknotes, and everyone was very satisfied.

Now, a new plan that would make everyone more satisfied is about to be implemented.

Suppressing his secret joy, Dana calmly said to the other end of the phone:

"How are you going to start planning? Is there anything I can do to help? Also, I want to share the bulk."

The voice was very calm, with a little bit of joy, as if a calculating devil was holding other people's souls and enjoying himself nearby.

Gaocheng.

Under the incandescent lamp, Lin Yu listened to the voice on the phone and cursed without hesitation: "You should die!"

"You haven't even got anything yet, and you just want to share the bulk. What do you want to do?"

"You want to die, don't you?"

After a series of curses, there was no response from Dana on the phone, only a slight breathing sound, indicating that the phone had not been hung up, indicating that the person on the other side was still obedient.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yu revealed his plan:

"In the past two days, my people have been prepared in Japan. Now we need external pressure to unite the Japanese people and let them stand on the streets and march on their own."

"I need your help with this external pressure!"

After expressing his thoughts, without waiting for Dana to respond, Lin Yu explained to himself:

"Our previous 15,000-ton missile destroyer has now arrived in the sea outside Shanghai."

"My idea is that this guided missile destroyer, in conjunction with the three red Tu-160s currently parked at the Modu International Airport, will go to the Sea of ​​Japan and then walk half a circle along Japan's territorial waters."

"As for your side, I need you to cause something to happen and create an illusion for the Japanese people. This illusion is the Japanese cabinet. Their officials are very weak and easy to bully."

"In doing so, you can adjust their folk mood."

"When their people take to the streets and start marching, then our opportunity begins."

"We can get started."

After saying that he had concealed the details and seemed to have a rough plan, Lin Yu clenched his phone and waited for the response from the person on the other end of the phone.

From the receiver of the phone, there was only the sound of dull breathing and no voice.

After a while, just when Lin Yu felt that Dana was unreliable, Dana's slightly confused voice came from the phone:

"You want us to create an image that the Japanese official government is easy to bully..."

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Being scolded suddenly, Lin Yu felt confused and innocent.

He couldn't understand why Dana would...

When his brain was in the middle of turning, he raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead.

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It was his own brain twitch.

In the face of America's powerful ships and cannons, the Japanese government's attitude towards America has always been humble, polite, amiable and easy to bully.

What's even worse is that this stereotype has been deeply engraved in the bones of the Japanese people.

For them.

America's soldiers bully their people, America bullies their officials. That's perfectly normal.

Easy to bully?

It's really easy to bully!

Three cannons destroyed the soul of the samurai. Sir, I am a very good citizen.

After sorting out his language a little, Lin Yu said to the person on the phone again:

"No matter how you do it, after I stir up emotions first, you will immediately follow up to further stir up their emotions, so that the Japanese people are willing to spontaneously take to the streets and protest."

“Only by doing this can the fuse of chaos be buried and then ignited.”

After hearing Lin Yu's slightly revised plan, Dena on the other end of the phone just replied "ok" and hung up.

Listening to the beeping busy tone, Lin Yu threw his phone aside, grabbed his work phone, and replied to He Qingyang with a message.

【Performance starts tomorrow! 】

As soon as the message was sent, He Qingyang responded with an OK gesture.

Looking at the emoji sent, Lin Yu smiled knowingly, put away his phone and computer, and put them back on the cabinet in the room.

He walked into the bathroom to wash up briefly, then lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Drowsily, he felt like there was a little dumpling beside him.

At the same time, he felt as if his hands were tied by something.

…………

In October in the northern hemisphere, the temperature has begun to slowly turn cooler. The city is close to the sea and in the Yangtze River Delta.

Fresh water and sea water intertwined, and the collision of cold and heat formed a light mist in the magic city.

The sun penetrated the mist and sprinkled towards the airport. Yuntian and others, who had rested at the airport for a day, also received a new mission statement.

[Set sail from the Magic City, head east, go to the Sea of ​​Japan, fly around Japan's northern territorial waters, then return the same way, along the Chinese coastline, to Shencheng. 】

Looking at the mission statement, Yuntian and the others couldn't hide their excitement, but apart from being excited, they also felt very regretful.

Because this plane is empty, it is only filled with fuel, and there is no cargo inside, and there is no cargo that should be carried!

If they had known that the new mission was like this, they would have begged Lin Yu to fill the cabins of these three planes with bombs!

But unfortunately there is no if.

After a brief exchange with Jiang Ming and others, Yuntian returned to his car with the mission letter in hand.

After turning on all the power switches, he did not rush to control the aircraft to adjust its attitude, but kept calling the Gaocheng command center.

After calling for a while, the communication between the two parties was connected.

Listening to the voice coming from the earphones, Yuntian couldn't wait to ask: "Is this mission statement true?"

The next second, Lin Yu's voice appeared in the headset:

"The mission is real, and it is also a mission led by the superiors."

"When you go, stay close to South Korea and make sure to scare those Koreans."

"You don't have to worry about safety issues at all. The Guangdong Provincial Express has already set off last night and is waiting for you in the area you are about to pass. They will ensure your safety."

"That's it!"

The clear voice, like a spring, gently calmed Yuntian's pounding heart.

His mind is now full of one sentence.

The mission book is real!

The mission book is real!

Really!

In this case, then perform well!

When Lin Yu spoke just now, he used the public channel of the three planes, so everyone on the three planes could hear it clearly.

After his voice disappeared, planes 2 and 3 also slowly adjusted their directions with the action of plane 1, and aimed their noses at the runway.

With just one order, the planes will start to taxi and then cut through the sky.

The actions of the three planes naturally attracted the attention of those aircraft enthusiasts at the airport.

They all pointed their cameras at the airport and the three planes, and frantically pressed the shutter button, wanting to take more photos.

But their shutter speed was not as fast as the planes.

It didn't take long for the three planes to disappear in the eastern sky, silently, as if they had never been there.

Those who didn't catch up with the departure of the three planes sighed, but those who caught up and took photos took their phones and kept showing off.

In addition to showing off, they also wanted to know where the three planes would go next.

Knowing where the three planes were going, they could rush over and take more photos.

But soon, someone found something wrong, because the three planes were flying east, straight east.

"Brothers, something is wrong. These three planes are heading towards the East China Sea!"

"No way? These planes have just been launched, and they dare to test them at sea?"

"No, no, I remembered what those brothers discussed on the forum yesterday. These three planes... seem to have really gone to Japan!"

"Extra, Extra..."

High in the sky, Yuntian trembled with his hands, carefully controlling the joystick with his trembling hands to control the plane forward.

Next to him, the co-pilot looked at him and couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"You are shaking like a Parkinson's. If you really can't do it, just get out of the way and give me the captain's seat. I'll drive."

Yuntian ignored the co-pilot's words, but put his hand on the throttle lever. While slowly refueling, he asked back:

"Have you never had such a dream?"

What kind of dream was it? Yuntian didn't name it, and the co-pilot didn't name it either.

The co-pilot shook his head, then nodded:

"It doesn't matter whether you dream or not. What matters is that we are now flying our own plane, preparing to fly outside the territorial waters of Japan."

"After this circle, I will be able to hug my grandson, point to the map of Japan, and tell him that his grandfather flew here in the past!"