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The weather is sunny and the surrounding areas are quiet.

Under the blue sky, on the grass between the runways of Lianyun Airport by the Dasha River, several large crickets danced their slender tentacles and sang happily on the green grass blades. After singing for a while, they got tired, and then they stretched their hind legs.

, enjoying the passionate performance of the weaver girl on the nearby soil clod. On the grass blade, a drop of dew trembled slightly, so the entire bright starry sky reflected on this crystal convex surface began to tremble along with it, reflecting a lovely luster.

The dewdrops slowly slid down along the concave surface of the grass blades, getting faster and faster, and finally flew down along the blade tips and landed on the crickets below, breaking into countless tiny dewdrops and scattering in all directions.

Each dewdrop reflects a little light and faces each other from a distance. Of course, the crickets are still immersed in their great artistic creation and are not moved at all.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling vibration in the distance. The crickets looked at each other in horror, kicked their hind legs and disappeared, leaving only the slightly trembling grass blades bouncing with dewdrops.

"Buzz..."

Amidst the roar of the engines, several combat attack-1 aircraft landed on the hard runway of the airport. This was a formation returning after routine training. The pilots jumped off the aircraft and immediately talked to the captain about the previous simulated attack. Now

The training of the aviation team is very intense. It can be said that apart from the training, it is still training.

Ten minutes later, as soon as breakfast arrived, the pilots who had been training since the early morning rushed towards the restaurant. The morning rest was only one hour, and it also included meals, so they rushed in in a charging manner.

Dining room.

"Hey, listen, this is just enough for a cat to eat, so the pilot can't just eat this little."

The big man Qiao Zhiyong held a stainless steel plate in his left hand and shouted to the cook in front of him. There was a long queue behind him, and the whole cafeteria was noisy.

"Come on, come on, you think you can still eat it, this is already a flying stove, a bowl of porridge, three steamed buns, and so many vegetables. It's all about your appetite. Even if I give you a cow, you still won't be full."

Although he said this, the cook still added another spoonful of vegetables for him with a spoon, and then shouted loudly:

"Next"

"No, this is too little. We are pilots. Pilots fly in the sky just like God. Give me another steamed bun."

Qiao Zhiyong still refused to give up, but he had a smile on his face. Almost every time he was cooking, he would argue with the cook. He had no choice but to do it. He was a big man of 1.86 meters and had no other advantages except that he could

eat

"God, it's all about eating incense. If you don't eat, if you were God, I would offer you incense."

There was a burst of laughter from behind, and someone shouted:

"Forget it, Fang Erbing, give him my chicken legs."

"Give him mine too"

"Yes, yes, hold this big Joe to death"

"Okay, I can't make a deal with you, I'll give you a steamed bun, but big man Qiao, we have to make a deal."

Holding a steamed bun in his hand, the private cook stared at Qiao Zhiyong seriously.

"When you really go to heaven, you must give me a good beating."

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