At night, the atmosphere at the celebration meeting temporarily relieved the nerves tense for the battle during the day. Those who lost their comrades can stay in a quiet corner and numb their sorrow with alcohol.

Zhang Hui also happened to be the person hiding in that quiet corner. As a pilot, he didn't like to touch alcohol, so he naturally did not participate in the celebration. As an officer who directly participated in the plan, although his behavior was inappropriate, it was not uncompromising.

After all, it is a soldier who "scattered a single leaf and fought against the fierce waves" in the sky. The psychological pressure naturally needs to be vented. Of course, this is not the kind of venting that will be punished.

"Captain, you're really here."

The sound from behind interrupted Zhang Hui's thoughts. Looking back, the sea tiger, who fought with him in the daytime, was bent down and came over from the wings of the Republic's war eagle, holding two steaming chicken thighs in his hand, and the sauce on his head was emitting a strong fragrance.

"Hu Zi, why did you bring the food into the hangar again?"

Zhang Hui said with a pretentious reproach, and took the chicken handed over by Haihu. He couldn't drink alcohol, so it was fine to eat a few pieces of meat. The two of them casually pulled a board and sat down. They looked at the fighter jets whose smell of smoke had not yet subsided. They didn't say much, but just buried their heads and bit their legs.

"Captain, do you think our flying sharks can no longer keep up with such a battle?"

In the end, Haihu was the first to break the silence. The battle in the daytime was a little beyond his acceptance for him. Watching his comrades disappearing one by one on his display screen but he was powerless, it was undoubtedly a cruel torture.

Indeed, although the flying shark fighter has excellent performance, it can only protect itself in the daytime battle. If it accidentally turns into a ball of fireworks in the sky, it will not even be able to find the body afterwards. In the entire Sea Shark Squadron, except for him and Zhang Hui, two people stayed here, one of them covered their heads and slept, and the other went into the gym to vent.

When Zhang Hui heard Haihu's words, he shook his head gently and bit the chicken leg.

"Huzi, you have to remember that this battle is unprecedented for us, for everyone. Whether it is the sea fog or those monsters, whether it is our navy, army, air and air force, our experience can be said to be almost zero except for the exercises against sea fog and those who survived that naval battle."

"So, we always need someone to stand up, challenge the unknown, confusion, and illuminate the road for future generations. This is how we are, and so are the brothers of the army participating in the war. And everything we do now is to make efforts for new weapons and new vehicles in the future."

"As the saying goes, our generation will shed more blood, and the next generation will shed less."

A strange voice suddenly inserted into Zhang Hui's conversation with his deputy squadron leader.

Haihu threw away the chicken legs in his hand and grabbed the gun, but Zhang Hui held Haihu's gun-holding hand while standing up from the board.

"How did you come in?"

Zhang Hui's eyes set at the door of the hangar. A girl in a navy camouflage training uniform was standing there with her hands on her chest. Behind her was a strange girl who was constantly tidying up her clothes. Her blushing cheeks and such nervous behavior undoubtedly easily reminded people of the girl who "meets parents" for the first time.

The girl in navy blue camouflage training uniform was naturally not in the Soviet Union, while the nervous girl was a counterattack number brought by the girl's semi-abducted nature.

Although I hadn't decided to join the gang, I was taken by the girl to act together. The Counterattack always felt something was wrong.

But when it comes to the matter of "Seeing the Benefactor who saved her benefactor", the Counterattack was still quite moved. Although she originally strongly asked the girl to give her an OB perspective, she had to build a clone herself after a series of tricks such as "It would be rude not to go in person" and "It would be more meaningful to go in person".

Due to the lack of nanomaterials, only a shrinking version of the counterattack number was created.

"What are you nervous about? We are all good socialist comrades."

The girl waved her hand casually, and also clicked the August 1st military emblem on her hat, and said with a wicked smile.

"And this time, some people especially want to meet you heroes~oh~"

After saying that, he naturally pushed out the shrinking counterattack number behind him, and the scene suddenly became confused. This situation continued until Zhang Hui spoke again.

"You are the sea fog warship that came to rescue Hainan. I really didn't expect that we would accidentally plant willows and willows into shade. Haha, thank you for the daytime battle."

After saying that, Zhang Hui raised his right hand seriously and saluted the counterattack. At this point, both chicken legs died before they could succeed.

Under Zhang Hui's guidance, Haihu also saluted from the bottom of his heart to the Counterattack. No matter what the Haiwu warship had before, the Counterattack was indeed fighting with them in the South China Sea. If there was no Counterattack, God knows how much they would lose.

These two military courtesy made the counterattack number busy for a while, and she had no experience in dealing with these things. Before that, she was mentally prepared to see a group of monsters. She didn't expect that humans were no different from her in terms of form, and she also knew a lot of things that seemed very powerful.

Seeing that the counterattack number was at a loss, the girl smiled and pulled up the counterattack number's right hand and raised it to her eyebrows.

"This is called trust and understanding."

The girl said softly in the counterattack.

"So, it's time to answer my question. How did you come in?"

After the ceremony, Zhang Hui spoke again and his eyes were on the girl.

"Do you think I've transformed this training uniform?"

The girl curled her lips. Zhang Hui's question was really meaningless. She couldn't see any expectant uniqueness on him. Could it be that the one who released the replica biowave was not the two people in the hangar at the moment? The girl thought to herself.

"Okay, I'm really so skeptical. After all, the ability to change clothing in mental models has made many women in China envious. Miss Luo Xin and Miss Luo Lingxue have also demonstrated it many times."

Zhang Hui smiled bitterly, and he naturally heard that the girl despised him for such behavior that "the answer is right in front of you, you still have to ask."

"Actually, I'll have another thing here, which is to remind you that in a few days we may have a joint operation - about the Far East Fleet against the Seafog."

The girl extinguished the chatting atmosphere that was about to begin.

PS: When I was writing this chapter, 92 always remembered many scenes of Chinese soldiers. Whether it is war or rescue, our people's soldiers have always been the best!
Chapter completed!