Female president's private killer

The cockpit was quiet. Wei saw that Shan was closing his eyes, buzz bowed his head, and Huang Xiaolei looked at the warship getting closer and closer outside the side window.

Duan Tiandao clenched his teeth, and his face was green and white. He was resigned to whether to sacrifice his hue and devote his virginity. He allowed Huang Xiaolei's whip wax oil to change his posture one, two, three, four, and quite uncertain.

When Duan Tiandao just thought of the surging blood, the merchant ship had approached the aircraft carrier.

Temporarily put aside the thoughts in his mind, Duan Tiandao took a deep breath, stood up and walked out of the cabin door first. With the help of Huang Xiaolei, it was just one of countless means.

Even if you really want to do this, it's not now.

At the door, hundreds of Soviet Humvee officers at all levels, led by avrola, stood neatly in the open space of the huge hangar lifting platform. When Duan Tiandao appeared at the hatch, hundreds of pairs of bright eyes fell on him at the same time.

In the eyes, the hottest ones are the fierce army officers of Susi nationality.

Avenge the old general!

There is nothing more exciting than this non-specific information.

"Really!" Avrola looked at Fang Chutian walking towards her and asked loudly.

Her sweet voice, with a tremor, echoed in the huge enclosed space. This is an endless question, but it is what all the Susans want to know.

"Really!" When Duan Tiandao passed by aphora, he smiled at her, nodded, and then strode forward: "although I can't give you a Susi that belongs to you, you can fight for yourself."

Duan Tiandao raised his head, and his voice echoed, "let's give these bastards some color to see."

Huang Xiaolei went to the cabin door and stood high. She was stunned to listen to Fang Chutian's loud voice. She watched Fang Chutian stride away from the separated crowd. Behind him was a beautiful female major general, and hundreds of officers who turned solemnly and marched forward in a neat line.

The surging silent blue military uniform is an iron discipline and a tough one!

Huang Xiaolei subconsciously turned her head and looked at several Ares and young fighters standing quietly next to her. What she saw was Baz, who had always had a playful face in her impression all the way. His proud and serious face was the hot eyes of the fighters standing tall beside him.

The fierce Army... Finally unveiled another layer of mystery in its own face!

China goes to Beijing.

The office is quiet.

Huang Shengtian, the God of the army, turned the switch of the wheelchair, moved to the window and quietly looked at Shangjing in early winter.

There were only a few faint clouds in the blue sky, and the two fighters moved slowly in front of each other in the vast blue sky.

Behind the fighter plane are two long white lines. A rain makes the sight from afar more clear. Skyscrapers, highways and rolling mountains form a clean and spotless picture.

"Can our plan be realized?" Mr. Ye silently walked to Huang Shengtian and stared at the city outside the window. The sideburns of the Chinese leader are already white hair. At the moment, he stands here quietly, more like a refined scholar.

"It depends on our luck." Huang Shengtian smiled and didn't look back.

Mr. Ye took back his eyes and looked at Huang Shengtian. His lips were wriggling. For a long time, he finally couldn't speak, and only gave a long sigh.

Huang Shengtian's physical examination report has come out.

It was a report made by the medical team composed of the top medical experts in China. There was absolutely no mistake.

The report shows that Huang Shengtian's physical condition has reached a very bad level. According to the prediction of experts, there is still one year at most!

This is a cruel report. No one likes to know his death date.

However, Mr. Ye had to come by himself and tell Huang Shengtian the news.

They have been partners for many years. They were partners before Mr. Ye became chairman.

Therefore, Mr. Ye knows that this news can not be concealed in any case. They have too many things to do, but the time is only one year

Mr. Ye can't imagine what China will become after losing Huang Shengtian. Qin demon, Qian Bolin, Wang Tongzhi... Who will be cherda's opponent?

"At this time, Zhou Zhi should start..." Mr. Ye poured himself a cup of coffee, turned the topic, and tried to make his tone easier: "what are the plans of the headquarters for the southeast war situation?"

"No plans." Huang Shengtian smiled and suddenly said something that surprised Mr. Ye. He turned the switch, the wheelchair turned around lightly and drove to the desk: "do you know what I will do in this last year?"

Mr. Ye was stunned when he heard the speech and asked subconsciously, "what are you doing?"

"Do you wonder why I don't care about the war in the southeast sea?" Huang Shengtian's wheelchair drove through the huge world map.

Mr. Ye coughed and didn't speak.

Huang Shengtian's words came to his heart. Indeed, this is his real question.

Mr. Ye understood that Huang Shengtian should have known his illness long ago.

During this period, the Chinese military headquarters, which was suddenly busy, also showed that the Chinese military God was preparing for his departure.

However, if a series of measures such as frequent personnel appointments and the formation of coalition forces in China's war zones are Huang Shengtian's intention to lay a clear direction for China's advantages in this last year, some of his other performances are beyond the comprehension of many people, including Mr. Ye

For example, the war situation in the southeast sea area!

As far as Mr. Ye knows, neither the southeast allied army led by Wang Tongzhi, the free port front army led by Hu Xingfang, nor Zhou Zhi, who led four A-class fleets to the southeast, has received any operational guidance from the command department.

Huang Shengtian seems to have completely forgotten the southeast sea area. The biggest and most direct intervention of the military headquarters in the southeast war situation is to send Qian Berlin to 1201 to form the eastern coalition army!

This is not the Chinese way of fighting.

In particular, this is a regional war related to life and death. If we win this war, the enemies who covet China will not dare to act rashly in the coming decades; But once he fails, as soon as Huang Shengtian dies, then

The consequences are unimaginable!

Huang Shengtian did nothing when he spent one day less of his time. However, he also had some unusual taste.

"To tell you the truth, it's not just me..." Mr. Ye smiled bitterly.

In fact, some people have questioned the government's ability because of the current war situation. They dare not question Huang Shengtian, but they dare to question Mr. Ye. Even if everyone knows that the war situation is not controlled by Mr. Ye, such doubts are still overwhelming.

This is politics.

"I've been sitting in this position for thirty years." Huang Shengtian's wheelchair stopped at the old wooden desk: "people say that I put the Republic of China on the throne of a big country. In fact, over the years, I have always thought so... "

Mr. Ye looked at Huang Shengtian's back and was silent. He knows better than anyone how much the old man who can only sit in a wheelchair has paid for this country in the past 30 years... Those people are right!

"I've been carefully examining every decision I make, not sparing any detail." Huang Shengtian's voice was a little low: "over the past 30 years, I have held meetings to discuss every military action and formulate every battle plan... But I forgot one thing. I forgot that natural selection is the natural law of survival of the fittest. Sitting in this position and controlling the highest military command, I am like a cage. When isolating external dangers, I also turn the smoking army with rich tactical imagination decades ago into a rigid machine. "

"No sacrifice, no victory..."

Huang Shengtian looked back, and the smile on his face was unspeakably bitter: "this is what I said, but my students and my subordinates have 10000 understandings, but no one understands the real meaning of this sentence. This is the mistake I made in 30 years. But the United States has created a cherda and his three famous generals in 30 years! "

"So..." Huang Shengtian's fingers knocked on the console keyboard embedded on the desktop, and a long list appeared on the huge central computer light screen.

The list was rolling, and Huang Shengtian's voice was calm and hard: "I want to use this last year to correct my mistakes. These people will not get any guidance and help from me. If anyone really needs my hand, it means that he has been eliminated. The survival of the fittest in the 30 years of peace will be completed in one year of war! They need to defeat more than the enemy. And me! "

Mr. Ye quietly looked at the list in front of him

Qin demon, Qian Bolin, Zhou Zhi, Wang Tongzhi... There are hundreds of Chinese generals, including dozens of school level officers.

Moreover, the list is not only the officers and generals of China, but also the well-known generals of other countries.

This is a list of Chinese famous generals and talented commanders emerging all over the world.

Huang Shengtian entrusted the whole China!

Palin aibaya, ELES machira, Tom Bruce, Fang Chutian

The list rolled to the end and stopped.

Mr. Ye suddenly felt a little cold.

"No sacrifice, no victory."

How cruel it will be for the people on this list this year!

Zhou Zhi leaned his head against the back of the high chair, leaned sideways, and slowly moved the knob on the console with his fingers.

The optical lens on the top of the battleship bridge rotates silently with the knob. The vast sea was taken into the camera and appeared on the huge light curtain in front of Zhou Zhi.

The vast sea is covered by stars.

It is like being sprinkled with a handful of shiny silver sand on the dark curtain.

The distant Nebula presents various colors on the light curtain, gray, white, purple and red, which is not the original color of the nebula. It's just the light of stars reflected on it, giving human visual feeling. Sometimes, seeing is not necessarily true.

Zhou Zhi's neck was gently hugged by a pair of soft boneless arms from behind. The owner of the arm whispered, "what are you looking at?"

"Looking at the smallness of mankind." Zhou Zhi didn't look back. He gently held the jade hand on his chest, tilted his head, put his cheek on the woman's smooth skin, and slowly stroked: "is the reconnaissance ship back?"

"Yes!" The woman's beautiful white face was placed on Zhou Zhi's shoulder. Her long eyelashes were slightly drooping and pitiful: "just came back, the intelligence collected has been transmitted to the intelligence system and is being analyzed."

"I hope I can bring back some good news." Zhou Zhi sighed: "we've been here too long."