Four hundred and fifty-three chapters, nightmares come true (1)
The terrifying last blow of the Fish Roe Island military exercise not only blows this small island that is entangled with by the Philippines and Malaysia into broken reefs, but the radiation that has not been gone for years has also made this fishermen stay away from the wind and rain a place that no one dares to go to.
Malaysia, a neighbor who was originally interested in the chaos in the Philippines, had just revealed his face to look for the uninhabited islands along the coast, and his hands were not ready to go all out, and he was so scared that he was afraid to cross the line by the rising orange-red clouds of smoke.
If you deal with pirates, you have to risk losing your family and spending money. If you don’t see the Indonesian country in the southeast, you will watch the fun without saying a word about these pirates who occupy large numbers of Philippines.
How could they know that Luo Er's newly established special operations brigade, with the cooperation of Zhang Zhuowen's helicopter, has harassed Indonesia's Carcalalon Island for almost a month. The local natives on the archipelago, except for the needs of the chief's chemical raw materials, have been destroyed by soldiers. The Indonesian government does not dare to send troops easily, so they have no time to take advantage of the outside world.
Look, Luo Er, who was sitting on the freighter, soon received a telegram from Luo Ling. The Malaysian government protested. Their patrol boat, which was a second-hand frigate assisted by the United States, was damaged by more than 30 people by the shock wave on the fish roe island. The radiation damage was not effective at that time.
As for the attitudes of the Americans and the polar bears, Luo Er could imagine that in other people's eyes, he had changed from a thorn to a difficult and stinky stone.
After throwing away the useless protest electricity, Luo Er grabbed the banana on the small table and slid it silently. Dali sat on the small bed opposite with an ugly face in his mouth.
"Dali, we brothers haven't talked for a long time," Luo Er wiped his hands clean, lit a cigar for himself, and slowly spit out a faint smoke.
"Yes, sir, you are busy with military affairs, and I can't catch up with you. The time to see the figure is limited." Dali curled his lips and responded with a sneer. His mission was in Taipei, but as soon as he arrived on the island, he was deceived by Luo Er's subordinates to the Philippines. Fortunately, he helped fight a "aggression" war. Although the scale was really small, Dali had no longer had a luxury for his future.
The political review after returning to China is enough to drink a big pot by myself, and the military court may have to stand up again.
What's more, the cavalier Zhao Shuisheng, who was brought by him, went to the HNA brigade and became the captain of the torpedo boat. He didn't even look at it. The newly arrived torpedo boat was definitely a private goods sold by imperialist Americans. Does it have any concept of competing with our country? Not to mention the organizational discipline of soldiers.
Luo Er didn't care if he was sarcastic and sarcastic. Whoever made his officers look so flawed, as long as he could appear in front of him, he would not let him go regardless of his nationality or race. If anyone had any intention of making fun of it, he would not blame him for being injured during training. If a knife burned down, his injury would be guaranteed to recover, and the confidentiality centripetal force would be greatly improved.
"Da Li, no one knows who I am, you don't know yet?" Luo Er gently rubbed his eyebrows and leaned on the chair. "My current situation is that he is standing by the hanging rock. He wants to push me down. There are no ten thousand or thousands more,"
"I occupy some territory now, but from beginning to end, I dare not let go of military intelligence. Even some industries on the territory now have to criticize the processing light industry as much as possible. Do you think I don't understand anything? No, I understand, I understand very well." He exhaled a mouthful of smoke with a self-deprecating sip of thick smoke. Luo Er looked at the sea outside the string window from the corner of his eyes, and was reluctant to take it back for a long time.
"In the future, the free port will become a commercial port for transit materials, and too much industry will not be established." Thinking about the American team, the chimneys and the gray-yellow sky, Luo Er shook his head.
Subconsciously, the fertile soil of the blue sky is full of fish, and a water-bearing house is enough to satisfy Luo Ershen.
"The American devils have been staring at me, and the Soviets will not miss the opportunity to intervene. This time they were given a chance, otherwise the shell would be in vain." Luo Er had no confidence in the help Mary could give him. He could not say that Davis turned against him, and his daughter could not compare with the huge profits.
If there is considerable interest, the possibility of Davis selling his daughter, Luo Er firmly believes that 80% of it will appear. The history of the Japanese merchants eating people and not spitting bones is bloody, let alone his son-in-law who forced him into it.
"In terms of intelligence, our territory is like a sieve. People basically have everything they have in and out of the world. Only the army in my hands is something that no one can do. As long as I live for one day, the Luojiashan army will change people and lives without blood. If you use too much knife, it will not be dull."
"Of course, this time I gave up a shell to use for military exercises, just to shock the idiots and indigenous people around me. I am really guarding against the American and Soviets," said Luo Er, smiling and punched Dali's shoulder, "Brother, I'm surrounded by enemies, you won't be watching coldly, right?"
"I deserve it, who makes you arrogant?" Hearing Luo Er's hostile attitude towards the US imperialism with his own ears, Dali also breathed a light tone. The Soviet Union was not a good thing, and he dared not say it, but the source of the largest land defect in mainland countries was no less known than others.
"Oh, I forgot, the majestic photos of you fighting against the frontier of the Philippine army seemed to be in a newspaper, I looked for it," Luo Er suddenly remembered something, turned around and groped around in his backpack, but after touching it, he just took out two cans and placed it on the small table.
"Stop looking for it, you, those European journalists are running around outside the military camp, I know it's not a good thing," Dali took out his dagger helplessly and pried open the can, "I don't care if it's your idea,"
Two canned food, a bottle of white wine, and two veterans who survived the battlefield drank the spicy spirits with a delicious taste against simple dishes.
"Then the nuclear shells were brought from the Soviet Union, right?" Dali couldn't help but whisper after drinking three glasses. Although the ban was issued, it only guaranteed not to tell the source of the shells. Now that he even released one military exercise, he couldn't stand it.
"Well, hehe," Zi Liudian dried up a glass of strong wine. Luo Er, whose face turned red, nodded with a smile, stretched out three fingers, then picked up a piece of meat with a knife and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it hard.
"Three shots?" Dali suddenly widened his eyes, and his square head was shocked. His waist was straightened for two points. "One was used, and there were still two left, haha, okay."
Luo Er has a habit. When he lies or talks slander, the attitude on his face is absolutely warm and enthusiastic, but when he speaks the truth, the indifference in his eyes. Even if he smiles happily, it will be sensational. Dali has long discovered this characteristic.
"As long as I have these two trump cards, unless I kill me with one shot, I will have a lot of time to take revenge," Luo Er, holding a cigarette in one hand, raised his glass in the other, sat on the chair with a big sword, full of arrogance, "I offend you so hard, I don't mind putting a big firecracker in the enemy's nest and blowing him up," he said.
It is not Luo Er's character to be vindictive. It is his style to take advantage of others in advance. If he threatens Luo Er boldly, he will just be considered as a warning.
Of course, he could see the situation Luo Er is facing now at a glance.
To gain a foothold in Taipei, Dali thought about it. With Luo Er's current robber-like style, as expected, the military government on the island is also strongly monitoring Luo Er's actions. His photos may have also been included in the file bag of the "National Army" Secret Service. It would be better to follow Luo Er's side and take charge of the powerful team. After raising trouble on the island or cooperating with the large army's attack, they are all good backup plans.
Before coming to Taipei, Dali was not too optimistic about the burning knife that Luo Er sent. He just treated it as a good medicine given to his brothers in private. However, after experiencing a war, he realized that the healing effect of the batch of potions he left in the Mainland Special Forces was really terrifying.
So far, only military cadres at all levels in the Security Department have not had the opportunity to enjoy the burning knife, and of course they are dissatisfied with Luo Er's reckless behavior. The companies and platoon cadres he has attracted have long reported his every move to Luo Ling.
In the small captain's lounge, Luo Er and Dali chatted a lot, and the originally ordinary brotherhood became richer again.
However, what Luo Er did not expect was that a team of Soviet Navy warships had already pulled up from the first military port in Asia, located in southern Vietnam, the strategic throat of the Pacific and Indian Oceans, and rushed to the Nansha Islands hundreds of kilometers away.
The Soviet Far East Pacific Fleet, the routine autumn exercise began. The fleet's long voyage destination was the Western Pacific waters a thousand miles away. This time the channel was to pass through the Sulawesi Sea.
In the captain's room full of alcohol, Luo Er, who had drunk half a pound of strong alcohol, lay on the narrow bed, his head was dizzy and he fell asleep in a daze. Da Li was also drunk and was helped away by Zhou Guangdao. His alcohol tolerance was not much better than Luo Er.
In his tranced sleep, Luo Er once again saw the vast sky, and the dazzling planets made his suppressed temperament suddenly relax.
Luo Er, who was confident in his situation, ignored the pattern on his wrist while being cautious, which gave him countless opportunities to rush back supplies and began to change slowly.
Two nuclear shells containing huge energy were in his relaxed sleep, and were swept like a quietly coming wave in the wrist guard space, wrapped in a jelly-like vibration, which gradually decomposed with the naked eye. The huge amount of energy from the cracking and flowing out of the nuclear material surged out, eliminating in the two jelly.
The inflatable jelly gradually dyed with red silk threads, and was soon dyed into bright red colors, then shattered and dissipated in the space; the damaged space wrist guard finally waited for the final energy repair.
The pattern surrounding Luo Er's left wrist was twisted and turned into an exquisite red cross, with complex and constantly emerging patterns deeply imprinted in Luo Er's skin.
At this time, if Luo Er opened his eyes, he would definitely howl in anger. What is this? A standard medicine box or a huge one that can hold twenty trucks.
The wall of the space was inlaid with red crosses. In the two grooves below the cross, a golden wasp began to wriggle uneasy, and in the other groove, there were only faint images of military ants slowly dissipating.
The black-headed turtle, the burning knife that Luo Er cares the most, is arranged in two rows of the grooves of these two potions under the golden hornets, and two of them have been formed.
In the empty medicine box, the medicinal materials, large quantities of firearms and ammunition, and a large number of daily necessities, all disappeared without surprise.
Fortunately, Luo Er invested most of the precious metals and currencies he robbed into Luo's Bank. Otherwise, when he woke up, he would not give up until he cried twice.
Luo Er was sleeping and did not realize the changes in the wrist guard space. Only the face clearly visible from the back of his head, closed his eyes and struggled and twisted left and right, and the black bones in his body were about to break free.
Chapter completed!