"Are all our weapons ready?" Tang Qing asked coldly.

"Back to commander in chief, we have already arranged six sets of ground control weapon systems, all controlled by soldiers, ready for 24 hours." Said Tang Yi.

"Good. Let him come down for a tour when he flies over the place where there is no one." Tang Qing said with a snort, "I'll call all of you busy for a while.

"Yes, commander in chief."

Tang Yi turns around and arranges to go.

Here.

Tang Qingcai put his heart down and finally completed the deployment. He only waited for the net to be closed at last. Although the sales of fruit wine would be affected in the near future, he was not in a hurry until it returned to normal and all the losses could be earned back.

I haven't seen fireworks for a long time.

Tang Qing also wants to see if the fireworks are gorgeous enough.

Stare at the image of the satellite coming back.

Keep your eyes on.

。。。

Burmese.

An old-fashioned Zhen inspector is flying slowly in the air, carrying out routine investigation tasks. This task is very simple, that is, flying around in "own territory", and the instrument will automatically record data and images.

Looking at his own coordinates, the pilot reported: "immediately enter the target above, ready to start detection, the main infrared instrument has been turned on."

"Well, pay attention to safety. This time, we must make sure their location is clear, or they will be scolded again."

"I see." The pilot didn't talk much.

Five minutes later.

Enter the territory.

Looking at the winding road below under the light of the street lights on both sides, the pilot didn't care about it at all. He had flown many times before. In the daytime, the road was very recognizable, and had been thoroughly investigated. This time, he found zero soldiers' camp through infrared instruments.

These residences must be inaccessible places, so, identify the direction, according to the pre-determined investigation route, he flew in one direction, a thousand meters high, flying steadily. If he can't sing, he wants to play it.

The night was black.

The field of vision is almost zero. In this condition, it is also a test for people. Sometimes as a pilot, looking at the dark outside, he unconsciously fantasizes that if there is a wall in front of him, the music will be really big.

Today his mission is to fly, nothing to care about.

Listen to the roar of airplanes in the sky.

Although it's late now, there are still many trucks driving on the road, transporting various minerals and raw materials to various factories, or transporting goods to various towns, to avoid taking up the time of the day, which shows a busy scene.

Listen to the roar of the sky, the driver of the car below slapped the steering wheel severely, and shouted loudly.

For those Burmese who want to destroy the current situation, they are itchy with hate. Even if they are Burmese, there are regional differences. Under the leadership of zero, they finally feel that the days have gone by. During this period, there are always planes coming here, like flies, buzzing and annoying people. They don't need to know that they are Burmese planes.

Otherwise, it would not be so unbridled.

They are eager to fight them down, but they can only think about how easy it is to fight. They have never fought such a "high-level" war or seen such a "high-level" weapon.

If we don't talk about fighting or not fighting, if we do this, it will be a big trouble to openly confront the government of Myanmar.

Gas.

I can only hold it.

Today, although the external media quarreled, but the information in the territory is blocked, not many people know what happened, otherwise, they will be more worried. Zero is their hope. For those who want zero life, it is their enemy.

。。。

Command room.

"Commander in chief, the target has entered the mountain forest area. We have ten minutes to attack. The quantum satellite has been locked and the synchronous positioning data docking is completed. Would you like to start the attack?" Tang asked.

Looking at the Burmese zhencha flying in the sky, Tang Qing was angry, but he didn't immediately order an attack. Instead, he was silent and asked, "can you capture the Burmese pilot alive?"

It's a pity to solve this problem. The other side is not a villain. It's just an ordinary Burmese pilot who has no right to decide. Now it's not a full-scale war. There's no need to issue a killing order.

"Commander in chief, our weapons can control the time of explosion, but only destroy its wings. He will have a chance to escape, but we can't guarantee that he can escape completely." Said Tang Yi.

Tang Qing nodded.

"Just follow this plan. If he is still alive, he will be arrested and locked first." Tang Qing still thinks he's soft hearted, but he doesn't think there's anything. If he really fights, he won't be soft hearted.

"Yes."

Tang first ordered.

Get the order.

The vehicle mounted weapon hidden in the dense forest starts to activate, but after three seconds, it is activated. After a sound of mechanical rotation, it is located by the satellite in real time. No radar is needed to detect it. A "iron mound" with a long tail flame is flying towards the air.

On board.

The pilot is still thinking about going back to have some supper later, and going back to accompany his wife and children this weekend. I haven't seen him for a month. His daughter is three years old. He likes to run around all day. I haven't seen her for such a long time. I miss her very much.

"Warning, warning."

A quick alarm sounded in the plane, breaking his leisurely mood. He looked at the fast approaching things on the radar. The fool knew what it was. At night, he almost lost his soul, so he had to pee his pants.

My heart has been full of swearing.

Recumbent groove.

Who said that there is no contra control weapon? What is this? Is it a stone thrown by others?

He wants to speed up, but he can't escape just because of the speed of the plane. What should he do? He didn't want to go to huangquan with this broken plane. If he died and his wife remarried, he could not decide what kind of bullying his daughter would be.

But two seconds.

The Burmese pilot made a decision.

Abandon the machine.

This old-fashioned zhenzha aircraft has been in service for more than 20 years. Obviously, the thing behind it is not what it was 20 years ago. It has been locked. It is impossible to run at this speed.

After reporting to the command desk quickly, he did not wait for an answer from the other side. His life was at stake. He decided to jump out immediately and press the button. With a bang, he was ejected out. Although the plane was old, it still had this function.

The cold wind blew by.

Cold and piercing.

As he was descending, he only heard the sound of "boom". The plane he had just driven turned into a fireball. A heat wave hit him and blew him over a few times. Looking at the closer and closer ground, he quickly opened his parachute.

From the projection screen, we can see the plane turning into scrap iron.

Tang Qing finally solved the problem.

Now.

Let you get up and work for a while.