Tang Xili said casually, "I don't have any status. I just opened it for fun when I was bored."
"Flying a fighter plane for fun?" The old man became alert. "Are you an enemy spy?"
"Hehehe..." Tang Xili laughed softly, "Mr. Yong, I'm not an enemy spy. My family manufactures fighter jets, submarines, and munitions. We have a close cooperative relationship with China and are an ally."
Building fighter planes at home!? Submarines?! Ammunition?!
The old man covered his phone and asked Chen Zui, "Is what she said true?"
Chen Zui nodded, "Really? Her family makes everything related to military matters. It's really awesome."
The old man had seen a lot of things, so after a moment of surprise, he calmed down.
"Okay, I'll give you a dedicated route. Please report the model of your fighter jet, preferably with a photo."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Xili sent the model and photos of JW-23.
Chen Zui enlarged the photo and took a look. "Vocal, I don't think I've seen this kind of fighter jet on the market..."
The old man picked up his glasses and took a closer look. "I've definitely never seen it before."
He immediately called the Air Force Ministry to report the entry of JW-23.
If we do not report, fighter jets entering Chinese territory will definitely be shot down.
No one else would be able to apply for the route for her in just a few minutes.
After doing all this, the old man called the General of the Gyeonggi Air Force and asked him to go to Tanzhe Temple. He wanted to let the boys see this fighter plane that they had never seen before.
The younger generations in the family were shocked when they heard that Yong Zhixu had gone to Tanzhe Temple to become a monk. On the fifth day of the New Year, the whole family rushed to Tanzhe Temple in the western suburbs.
Tang Xili located its position according to the address sent by Chen Zui, made a graceful arc turn, accelerated to Mach 2.5, flew to an altitude of 26,000 meters, and flew from the South China Sea airspace towards Beijing with green lights all the way.
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Tanzhe Temple is located at the foot of Tanzhe Mountain in the southeast of Mentougou District, Beijing. The entire ancient temple is backed by Baozhu Peak, faces north and south, and is very popular.
When the Yong family arrived, Yong Zhixu, wearing a windbreaker, was kneeling on the cushion in the main hall with his hands clasped together and a pious expression.
Beside him, the abbot in a red cassock was chanting scriptures while beating a wooden fish.
Near noon, the slightly warm sunlight sprinkled on the door of the Great Hall, making the entire hall even more majestic and solemn.
When Mr. Yong saw that Yong Zhixu had not yet shaved his head, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was still time.
He gritted his teeth and went up to kick the scumbag down, but considering that this was a Buddhist holy land, he withdrew his foot with a grin and greeted the abbot with a smile, "Master Huiming..."
Huiming stood up, clasped his hands together, and greeted the Yong family with a smile.
The youngest girl in the Yong family, Bo Sijia, walked around the crowd and came to Yong Zhixu and asked, "Third brother, are you really going to become a monk? Why?"
Yong Zhixu smiled but said nothing.
At this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came from above, like the sound of an airplane.
The old man's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around and looked up at the sky.
Then I saw a black fighter plane about 16 meters long and with a wingspan of 35 meters, hovering a hundred meters in the air outside the mountain gate.
The sleek, high-tech appearance looks like an alien UFO.
The whirlwind airflow generated by the thrust made the surrounding green plants and trees surge like waves, and the monks in the various courtyards of the ancient temple came out to check.
Li Ming, a colonel of the Gyeonggi Air Force, was leading a small team to Tanzhe Temple. He was observing the hovering manta ray-shaped fighter through a telescope with a gleam in his eyes. The vertical take-off and landing fighter, with 18 weapon attachment points and supersonic stealth, was so beautiful.
I don't know how it drives.
He hurried up the mountain.
Tang Xili found an open space outside the temple and landed slowly. Today was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year and everyone was celebrating the New Year at home. Not many people came to the temple to burn incense. There were only a few people who came here sporadically. When they saw a "flying saucer", they all raised their mobile phones to take pictures.
However, Chen Zui soon bought the photos with money and deleted them.
Tang Xili got off the fighter plane and walked with vigorous steps straight to the courtyard outside the main hall.
The woman was wearing a well-fitting MTP all-terrain camouflage uniform, a multifunctional wide belt that outlined her slender waistline, and black boots on her feet, standing tall and straight like a pine tree.
Her neatly cut short hair was blown by the cold wind, and the sunlight shone on her face, making her look even cooler and calmer, as cool as a shooting star.
The younger generations of the Yong family were all stunned.
Bo Sijia: "Oh my god, who is this? So handsome, with that demeanor and that aura, I feel like she can take down an entire company by herself."
Lin Suiying was also filled with shock. She had seen her twice from afar at Chaohua Academy last time. At that time, she was blindfolded with red silk and was wielding a Tang Dynasty sword to peel an apple with great skill.
Now wearing such a camouflage uniform, he looks even more heroic and majestic.
My son must have been very lucky in his previous life, right?
This was the first time Tang Xili met the Yong family.
At a glance, there were more than a dozen people in the family. Except for Old Man Yong and Lin Suiying, who I often saw on TV, I didn't recognize any of the others.
Oh no, there's one more.
"Ms. Evelyn?" Yong Hechen raised his voice in surprise after seeing who was coming in the crowd.
Isn’t this the chairman who cooperated with her in the space hotel years ago?
Old Master Yong Xuexian turned around and looked at his eldest son, "Do you know her?"
Yong Hechen nodded, "She is the chairman of Grobe Military Industry Group!!"
"..." The old man's beard twitched. This meant that she was indeed their Chinese partner.
His emotions were churning wildly, and the old man's mood at this moment could no longer be described as shock.
Before he retired, he also praised the leaders of the Grobe Military Industrial Group for their unique vision in developing high-tech space and their fearlessness in suppressing the United States in establishing a cooperative relationship with China.
I never expected that this wise leader would be his grandson's girlfriend.
So what is that scumbag Yong Zhixu so proud of?
How could he have the nerve to look down on such a talented and ambitious genius?
What made the old man feel most ashamed was that even though his unfilial grandson had cheated on her, she still wanted him.
She really did, and he cried to death.
I feel ashamed...
Tang Xili had no idea that the old man was so full of thoughts. When she heard Yong Hechen calling her name, she nodded slightly and greeted him calmly, "Good afternoon, Mr. Yong."
After saying that, she stood in front of Mr. Yong and extended her right hand. "Mr. Yong, nice to meet you."
The sound is like the gurgling spring water, neither fast nor slow.
The girl did not show any nervousness or awkwardness of meeting her parents for the first time. Her every move was graceful and elegant, like a sword sealed in its sheath. Although its edge was restrained, it still could not hide her radiant demeanor.
Old Master Yong held her hand, his eyes full of admiration and excitement, "So, you are the courageous young man."
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