"Damn it! I've been busy lately and even the days have passed by a little. I didn't expect that today is the 24th, so one day, the fourth battle should begin.

Then the second phase of this mission should be triggered soon, right?"

Yang Dongli, who was dizzy, raised his head from the desk, stretched his waist a little, intending to move and relax his sore waist a little.

Then, accidentally, I saw a newspaper from yesterday on the desktop.

There was no problem with the content in the newspaper, mainly because the time above reminded him of something; he immediately realized it and said something like this in his mouth.

It's already early 2 o'clock in the morning.

Comrade Lao Yang is located in a courtyard house in Bei*ping City; this building is said to have been the courtyard of a county prince's mansion, which is the residence assigned to a group of five people.

They were also equipped with guards, logistics staff, special vehicles and other treatments.

However, for the Siheyuan, when it comes to modern planes, the price must be used 100 million yuan as a calculation unit for the Niucha residence.

The five-member team of the Zhongzhou team rarely has time to stay in it. They are usually distributed in various places and are responsible for various different tasks.

Lao Yang is a little better. He often comes back to report on his work because he needs to come back to report on his work, so he often comes back to stay for a few days.

However, Su Hong, Lao Excavator, Zhu Ye and others often left after staying for a day or two; if they were fooled, they never lived in.

After looking out the window, Lao Yang could see that in this courtyard, the other staff and family members had already gone to bed.

But at this time, Yang Dongli had no intention of sleeping at all.

It’s not because in modern planes, but often when it comes to this point, I like to swipe my young lady on my phone.

Or maybe I just went home after going out to wash my feet or having a midnight snack.

In short, it is not such a bad habit of not staying until three o'clock in the middle of the night, not being able to sleep at all, and not being able to sleep, which makes him feel sleepy.

The real reason why Comrade Lao Yang doesn’t go to bed.

It is just based on the simple idea of ​​one of them who has been stranded in the mission world for a limited time, and I hope to do as many things as possible for this freshman Guo Jia.

So Comrade Lao Yang and others in the five-member group often work overtime until very late to go to bed.

In order to do as much work as possible, they usually only sleep for three or four hours a day, or even just stay up all night, which is very common.

Therefore, after traveling to the mission world this time, even though one month has passed, Lao Yang has already had at least ten kilograms.

This is all because of the sleepless nights that have been exhausted by the painstaking efforts.

However, although he lost so much weight at once, he might even move his hairline up by a centimeter; but compared with the various achievements, Lao Yang thought it was still worth it.

Through their efforts, these things needless to be mentioned in the development of weapons and equipment, logistics support, foreign trade exports, people's livelihood industry, etc.

After all, they are all modern people, and they are more than half a century ahead of them.

Often, some inconspicuous small things in modern planes are the products of many people in their past lives, or the result of a flash of inspiration.

After taking it out in advance, it can achieve some excellent results.

For example, tonight, after Comrade Lao Yang suddenly remembered something, he started drawing on his desk with paper and pen.

After drawing until now, after wasting a lot of draft papers, I finally got a specific result.

In fact, what he draws are not a profound thing, and it can even be said to be very simple; after drawing for such a long time, Comrade Lao Yang is really not very good at drawing pictures.

After drawing a lot of drawings, I barely managed to draw what I drew to a level that is understandable.

To be precise, what Yang Dongli had to make after struggling for a long time was the old-fashioned carrying tool of PLA.

The kind you can often see in the pictures of the wars that you beat San Ge and An *Nan.

Specifically, the military green is hung on the chest, with many small bags and cloth bags that can hold magazines and other items.

But although this type of carrying tool is quite simple, it is very useful.

Not only can they effectively distribute the load on the soldiers, so that they will not be so tired, and they can even change the speed of changing magazines a little.

There is the authenticity of the above statement. In the later years, even the awesome soldiers and the Maoist families have copied them.

This shows how excellent it is and how practical it is.

So, even if such a thing looks a bit inconspicuous, it can still play a considerable role as long as it is delivered to the ZY army soldiers on the front line.

It may not be very big, but isn’t the combat power that soldiers have improved little by little?

After resting for a while, letting the dry eyes, the numb waist and spine feel better.

Yang Dongli began to work hard for half a night before he drew the drawings and a brief explanatory text of more than 300 words.

It was sealed in a kraft paper bag and it was sealed.

As long as it is handed over to the staff tomorrow, they will naturally hand it over to the relevant units, so that such a carrying tool will be produced quickly.

After doing all this, Yang Dongli picked up the paper and pen and planned to do some other work.

It seems that today will be another sleepless night for him.

At this moment, the door of his room was knocked from outside, and the chef was organized to be arranged for them. It is said that his ancestors were Lao Wang, who had served as an imperial chef, and he could even make good Hunan cuisine.

After knocking on the door outside for a few times, Lao Wang said softly: "Comrade Yang, can I come in?"

Yang Dongli, who heard the movement, instinctively said: "Come in~"

Not to mention it! This old Wang is really unspeakable in terms of craftsmanship; anyway, when eating every day, it is the time when Lao Yang is most looking forward to it.

Unfortunately, the high-intensity work is too painful, and no matter how you eat it, it is still more laborious than the consumption.

After Yang Dongli's voice fell, a fat and white middle-aged man walked in with a casserole covered with a lid in his hand;

Judging from his posture, he should have been here to give him a midnight snack.

"Lao Wang, what did you eat today? The Panlong last night tasted so good." Comrade Lao Yang asked quickly after seeing this.

It’s not his fault that he is greedy, but mainly because of the pollution-free natural ingredients these days, plus the skills of top chefs, the taste is really too domineering after the two are combined.

After hearing Lao Yang’s question, Lao Wang suddenly became energetic.

He spoke in his mouth: "Comrade Yang, when you went out during the day before yesterday, General Zhang of the Navy came and sent some sea cucumbers, shark fins, abalone and other ingredients.

Secretary Zhou, who is in charge of life, said that the elderly have always cared about your body, so these shark fins started to soak the day before yesterday.

I made a red shark fin rice for you tonight, and said I would give you some good supplements."

After hearing such a statement, Yang Dongli couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The main reason is that when he met General Zhang last time, General Zhang pestered him and complained, saying that these young men were unkind and that they were not kind enough.

If you help the infantry troops get so many good things at once, then forget it.

Even the comrades in the air force have obtained several divisions of equipment; they are basically the most advanced model of the MiG15, the home of the big brother of the Russians.

And now, they still use the rags they picked up from the bald man, but they didn't even have a good boat at all.

At that time, Lao Yang could only say that he could try his best to find a way; but he never thought that General Zhang took it seriously, and this attitude was a bit like making him slutty.

But then again, although Lao Wang is a Hunan chef, this red shark fin rice smells so good.

So, while eating shark fins and making rice, Lao Yang began to think about how to fool people in the East European region with the current people. The two discussed it carefully and began to think of some good ways to get some serious battleships for the water troops.

To avoid the bald head leaning against that little bit of broken ship, he will cause trouble in the coastal areas every day...

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At the same time, in the part on the east side of the Desan that was divided into two halves.

Because the time difference between Depu and Lao Yang is 7 hours slower than that of Lao Yang; so here is just over 7 o'clock in the evening, it is a good time to eat, drink, and talk about something.

With the sound of "Aqiu~", when the big fool sneezes heavily without warning, he immediately cursed in a low voice:

"Damn it! Which grandson is talking about me again~"

Then, he greeted the white man with a big nose in front of him with warmth:

"Minister Luni and several other comrades came to try this dish. This is a famous dish in our Sichuan Province, called 'Sauerkraut Fish Fillet', which is a very delicious appetizer."

After hearing this, a white man called Comrade Looney.

I immediately ate a few bites of the sauerkraut fish that the chef of the embassy carefully prepared was immediately conquered by such a delicacy from the East.

While giving Da Fuyou a thumbs up, he used Chinese language that he had learned for a while from Da Fuyou and said a few words such as "delicious" and "awesome".

Even the other white men with big noses on the dining table gave thumbs up.

In the following time, the group ate delicious Chinese food and drank high Wuliangye for a long time. While we were welcoming, the banquet scene became very lively.

Until he smiled, he had actually gone to the bathroom and twitched his throat twice in a row.

Seeing these big-nosed comrades opposite each had their necks red, it means that after they had almost finished drinking, they knew they could talk about things.

He was taking down the dishes on the dining table.

First, I gave them a cup of Dahongpao tea and a Havana-style cigar. This was the official opening:

"Comrade Minister Looney, and all comrades.

This time I took the liberty to invite you to have a meal together, mainly to discuss with you a question about the international students in our country and going to study here.

After all, you know that because of the years of war, our freshman Guo Jia can be said to be poor and careless.
To be continued...