Arabia, 10,000 meters above the sea.

The J-20 fighter jet flew rapidly and roared.

Chen Zong was sitting in the cabin and took off his mask.

Supersonic speeds will bring terrifying load pressure.

Therefore, pilots must wear masks for safety.

But Chen Zongheng seemed not to care. He sat in the cabin, took off his oxygen mask, his eyes were calm and indifferent, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

Sitting in a fighter jet and smoking a cigarette!

If this kind of scene were seen by... those air force commanders, I'm afraid... they would be so angry that they would vomit blood!

Smoking in a fighter jet?!

Damn it!!

Are you looking for death?!

The fighter jet is fully loaded with ammunition, and behind the driver is a huge fuel tank!

If the fighter plane is suddenly ignited...the consequences are simply unimaginable!

However, Chen Zongheng seemed to be okay, sitting in the fighter jet, driving the fighter jet with one hand, and with the other hand free, holding a cigarette in his mouth and slowly puffing out smoke rings.

Those who are posting on Douyin, some rich second-generation boys, drive a Ferrari with one hand, and a large group of Internet celebrity girls are all loving and admiring them.

But what does Ferrari mean?

At this moment, Chen Zong was sitting in the J-20, flying the fighter with one hand!

Who can compare with it?

And, at the same time.

Behind the J-20 fighter jet, suddenly... there was a large transport tanker aircraft, suddenly coming rapidly from the clouds.

"J-20! J-20, apply for speed reduction, maintain speed, 1,000 kilometers!" The electric sound of the other party's tanker came from the radio headset.

"Copy that." Chen Zongheng held a cigarette in his mouth and slowly pulled down the accelerator lever to reduce the speed.

The J-20 fighter jet slowly descended in flight.

The J-20 slowly merged with the aerial tanker at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

The two fighter jets entered into flying side by side.

"High-speed matching, speed matching. Request, full authority to open the mailbox cover." On the radio, the tanker staff said to the J-20 fighter pilot in a solemn voice.

At the same time, the staff subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the J-20 fighter next door.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it…all the flight staff in the entire tanker cabin were shocked!

I saw that the pilot of the J-20 fighter jet was taking off his helmet. At this time, he was sitting in the cabin, smoking calmly??

this?!!

In the tanker, several staff members were dazzled by their own mistakes. They rubbed their eyes vigorously and then looked outside the cabin again...

this?!!

What the fuck...!!

That fighter pilot, he was smoking!!

**Naked, take off your helmet, sit in the cabin and smoke!!

Damn it, this is so!!

All the staff inside the gas pump were so frightened that their faces turned pale!!

Brother!

This is on a fucking fighter jet!

And, now I’m here to cheer!!

What the fuck...are you still smoking?!!

Still smoking in a fighter jet?!!

Damn it, is this life-threatening?!

Unprecedented!!

"J-20 fighter! J-20 fighter! Please put out your cigarette immediately and put on your helmet! Follow the safety rules and procedures!!" In the tanker, the staff looked solemn and nervous, and gave serious instructions to the radio headset.

"It's just a cigarette. I won't bother you. The fuel tank cap has been opened. You can start refueling and docking." Chen Zong sat in the cabin and continued to puff out smoke rings and said calmly.

Inside the tanker, all staff: "..."

Damn it!!

You are so cross-eyed that you smoke so unscrupulously, why don’t you bother us???

Come on, damn it!

And it’s refueling in the air!!

Have you ever seen the driver dare to stand at the gas station and smoke while refueling?!

If the gasoline ignites, the entire plane will explode!!

"J-20 pilot! Which air force department do you belong to?! Tell me your number!" The staff member of the tanker looked solemn and asked!

How dare a fighter pilot sit in the cabin and smoke so unscrupulously?!

Damn it, this is simply no professional ethics!

Simply disregarding safety!

They want to report and complain!

Complain to this pilot!

However, in the J-20 fighter jet, the pilot slowly blew out a smoke ring, his eyes were calm, and he slowly replied with four words, "Third Department."

Boom~!

After hearing this name, the faces of all the staff in the tanker all changed!

No. .

Third sector?!!

this.

The expressions of the staff members suddenly changed in an instant, unbelievable?!

this……

The other party actually... came from the third department?!

They cannot afford to offend the third department.

"Do you want to add more gas? If not, I'll find another gas station." Chen Zongheng asked in a somewhat impatient tone among the J-20 fighter jets.

In the oil tanker, a kind of staff: "..."

At this time, after hearing the name of the third department, all the staff's faces instantly became respectful.

No one dared to resist at all.

Opposite is the third department!

This group of tanker personnel are all internal personnel of the military camp.

Although, the third department is never made public.

However, there are still some gossips inside the military camp.

The third part is the most mysterious part in hot summer.

Those terrifying agents who come and go without a trace are... from this terrifying mysterious department!

In recent years, in how many wars overseas have third-sector agents appeared?

Protect the people in the hot summer.

Protect assets in hot summer!

They are the most mysterious backbone of the hot summer!

"Wait a moment, arrange air refueling immediately!@" In the radio stream, the tanker staff looked solemn and reported respectfully!

Soon, an oil pipeline slowly appeared in the air from the tanker.

High in the sky, two planes fly side by side.

Start completing this extremely difficult aerial refueling mission!

The Arabian Sea is located at various junctions and is subject to constant wars.
To be continued...