Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

Just when Akinfeev was constantly engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, suddenly at this moment, his signal soldier ran over quickly.

This guy is a black man. Compared with other blacks, he is a smarter young man, and his physical fitness is also quite flexible, so Akinfeev asked him to stay as his correspondent.

"Boss, there's a signal." The messenger ran a few hundred meters away, and when he spoke, he was calm and calm.

"What signal?" Akinfeev asked quickly when he heard it.

"Ji Molin's signal."

"Contacted?" Akinfeev couldn't help but his eyes brightened.

"We got in touch," said the messenger.

"Let's go." Hearing that he finally got in touch with Ji Molin and the others this time, Akinfeev quickly stopped, turned around quickly, and went straight into the room.

Although they are connected now, because of the signal, the signal received by Akinfeev is also intermittent, but only from this intermittent signal, he can still know the current location of Ji Molin and the others.

"Just get in touch, God bless." Akinfeev couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. He even made a cross on his chest to express his gratitude to God.

However, at this moment, the signalman's face changed abruptly, "What? You said a plane is coming?"

"Is there a plane coming?" Akinfeev was suddenly confused, and he didn't know the meaning of these words at all.

"Yes, there are planes coming." The signalman said, "Mr. Ji Molin told me that there are several planes circling above their heads now."

"How could there be a plane at this time?" Akinfeev was also quite puzzled.

Suddenly at this moment, there was a violent explosion sound from the headset of the communicator.

Perhaps the explosion was so intense that he was startled.

"Boss, there is an explosion." The communications soldier reminded decisively.

"Explosion?" Akinfeev couldn't believe his ears when he heard this, and quickly picked up the radio communication headset to listen, and he heard a violent explosion.

"Shet, are they being targeted by Artyom's people?" Akinfeev threw the headset angrily.

"It's possible." The black communications soldier was also a smart guy.

"Prepare a telescope for me, and quickly connect me to Alexander's communication number." Akinfeev frowned and quickly ordered.

"Yes, boss." After the black radio soldier put down his headset, he first connected directly to Commander Alexander's radio station.

In less than ten seconds, Alexander's voice came over.

"Old man, what's the matter?"

"Boss, Ji Molin and the others seem to have been bombed."

"Bombing?" Alexander was also taken aback, and he didn't expect to encounter such a result.

"Are you sure? Comrade Akinfeev?" Alexander couldn't help asking again.

"Boss, I can assure you [-] percent."

"Okay, I see." Alexander knew that it was definitely a plane sent by the Niall Defense Force.

At this moment, the phone at the Alexander frontline command post rang sharply.

Alexander's messenger trotted over quickly: "Boss, Budinya's Ministry of National Defense is on the phone."

"The Ministry of National Defense of Budinia?" Alexander was taken aback again. Suddenly, he couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, that is, whether the bombing was caused by the Ministry of National Defense of Budinia.

Picking up the phone, the voice of Minister of Defense Budinia came from the other end of the phone: "General Alexander, our radar has detected an organic group on the border. Is it yours?"

Upon hearing this, Alexander immediately understood that it was not Budinia's air force, and he was [-]% sure that it was the plane of the Niall Defense Force.

"Man, are they close to your border?" Alexander couldn't help asking.

The Minister of Defense did not hesitate: "Yes, sometimes even crossed the border."

"Can you help me get rid of them?"

The Minister of Defense was obviously taken aback when he heard this, and it took several seconds before he realized: "I'm afraid I can't make the decision."

"I know, you can ask Boss Musala for instructions."

"it is good."

After the Minister of Defense finished the phone call with Akinfeev, he also decisively asked Musala to report.

Musala told the Defense Minister that their planes are allowed to take off and they cannot fire in the Nyar airspace, but they will not hesitate to open fire if it invades their airspace.

After receiving such instructions from the top leadership, the Minister of Defense also decisively ordered the 27 pilots who had already been on standby at the front line to take off.

... It is the air force of the Niall Defense Force that is currently bombing Ji Molin. Originally, the commander did not want to attack Ji Molin and the others, but after calculations, he found that the bombing must be carried out, otherwise, they would The troops were insufficient to deal with Fred's army.

It was also under such circumstances that several bombers took off from the capital Lula Lula and carried out carpet bombing on the border between Budinya and Nyar.

The air force in the Philippines lacks a clear understanding of the concept of airspace, so the air force in Budinia is also unceremonious. After a simple warning, it directly opened fire on the bomber.

The 27 aircraft cleaned up these old-fashioned bombers whose technical level was still in the 60s and [-]s of the last century, which was a dimensionality reduction strike, and easily shot down the two invading bombers.

The news reached the ears of the temporary boss Salma, and Salma was also stunned. He didn't expect that Musala was like a fool and didn't give him face at all.

Immediately, Salma directly called Musala through diplomatic channels.

Musala told Salma that since there is territory on land, there will also be airspace in the air. Entering the airspace of another country without permission is a form of aggression.

What he said left Salma speechless.

He couldn't help calling the air force commander over and yelling, "Why don't you go somewhere else?"

The air force commander was also quite wronged. He told Salma that in terms of airspace usage, they could only go that way.

"Does it have to be from east to south? Can't it go from west to south?" Salma didn't understand the combat principles of fighter jets, so he was quite puzzled.

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"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

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Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

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