In a large-scale war, the proper rate of weapons and equipment of both sides will not be too high, and will continue to fall as the situation develops. This is not a rare thing...

Long Yun naturally didn't care about the Americans' dilemma.

However, regarding the maintenance of weapons and equipment, the Red Empire armed forces also have this problem. The 210th Aviation Division and the 239th Regiment, which he commanded himself, may not be troubled by similar problems. However, in the overall context of the world war, the number of troops participating in the war is getting larger and larger, and the military production capacity is constantly expanding. Coupled with the influence of the wartime system and temporary measures, the proper rate of fighter jets, missiles, etc. of VVS front-line troops is also poor.

The Red Air Force's number one ace is unable to solve this problem, or it is simply an inevitable phenomenon in large-scale wars. The US F-15 fighter jet with continuous missile failure was seized by Long Yun to continuously crash. The r-77 and r-73m mounted on White No. 20 were lucky and did not fail. The battle ended soon. After flying back to Khabarovsk, the young man handed over the landline to the subordinates of the 239th Regiment who rushed over, and asked his comrades to fly the landline back to the front-line base, while they were waiting for instructions from the KGB in the base.

Yesterday I received a quick order and went to China without any preparation. Long Yun was a little busy at first. Fortunately, Valentina Kurtonova had already helped him sort out his belongings, and the security work of the KGB was also arranged properly. According to the committee's plan, if everything is normal, Comrade Lieutenant General will not set off with members of the Soviet delegation departing from Irkutsk and even Moscow, but will take a special plane taking off from Khabarovsk to Beijing.

Long Yun had long been accustomed to these mysterious security measures for the committee's arrangements. Moreover, these plans would be temporarily changed. However, he never expected that in the evening of that day, he took a "Fiat" taxi with an ordinary appearance at the suburb base and went to Khabarovsk International Airport under the secret protection of front and rear vehicles. His next destination was not the waiting hall or VIP waiting room, but with a few civil aviation staff inside, he went to the employee preparation room, and received a set of uniforms and nameplates of special plane waiters.

"Ah, how do you say this? - is it a new method of confidentiality?"

So far, Valentina is accompanying him. Long Yun could only express his doubts about the dark blue uniform, tie, leather shoes handed over by the KGB agent. Of course, he could see that the agent meant to dress up as a flight attendant. However, for Victor Rezenov, he was so well-known in the Soviet Union that he wore a uniform and swayed between passengers, reminding everyone to fasten their seat belts and not allow them to turn on mobile communication equipment during sailing. Is this really reliable?

Regarding the lieutenant general's questions, the agent briefly explained a few words, and Valentina next to her once covered her mouth and smiled. She felt that Victor, the combat hero, was really a little inflexible:

"Okay, time is tight. You can change it quickly!

Of course, the committee’s arrangement is a bit hasty, but there is no doubt about reliability. If we are one of them, we must have enough trust in our comrades, right?——Okay, what we want to take is not an ordinary civil flight, but a special plane. Can you forget this?"

"Oh--Okay, then I'll hurry up."

As the saying goes, "Take a special plane to Beijing", Long Yun had some imagination. For the top VVS ace with outstanding achievements, it seems nothing wrong to send a special plane. He was just surprised by the uniform he got. He didn't ask any more questions at the moment, and his consciousness could not solve this problem. So he went to the locker room to change into a clean and neat flight uniform. After tidying up the instrument, he followed the airport staff through the corridor and walked to the open-air area of ​​the airport where the night was dull.

Since it was a special plane, I walked towards a silver-gray an-24pb on the far apron. The night began to cover the airport with many passengers. In addition, some staff members were there, Long Yun had no way to spy on the consciousness activities of the people on the plane. At the beginning, he could only walk forward with doubts and agents.

However, as he stepped forward, gradually, he still vaguely noticed a trace of familiar thoughts. Before he could really tell who it was, a few warm feelings surged in his heart.

Oh, no wonder this is the case. Today’s journey was really extraordinary.

In the evening, she was ready to fly to Beijing and boarded the plane one step earlier than the lieutenant general who was concealing her whereabouts. The young and beautiful female singer, Ms. Lyudmira Pavlyuchenko, was sitting in the slightly narrow an-24pb cabin, looking safely out of the porthole from the wide and comfortable seats.

The singer who is unaware of the young people who are walking away and is confused, is naturally the lovers in the distance.

This time, Lyudmira's schedule was originally fully considered by Victor Rezenov's combat plan, and left room for the two to choose an opportunity.

When he was in Moscow, he called his boyfriend on the front line. The singer was very happy and felt that no matter how fierce the war was, he could always take some time to go to Khabarovsk. Even if he could meet during the tour and spend a night together, but who knew that the above combat plan had changed temporarily. The lover had no news since that day. Not to mention "meeting" in Khabarovsk, he could not even call him.

As a civilian, the singer certainly had no way of knowing where Long Yun was going, nor did he know that he actually took a transport plane to the Pacific Ocean to teach the Americans a lesson.

So now, after a few days of intensive performances and condolences to the military and civilians of the Far East Military Region, according to a telegram from Moscow, the performance group took a civil aviation passenger plane to the capital of China to conduct a series of planned performances and exchange activities. Lyudmila, who was depressed and in a depressed mood, would have set off together, but the KGB temporarily changed the plan and asked her to stay and go alone.

All of this arrangements are quite reasonable, but the girl in it is a little unhappy.

Originally, she was hoping to see Victor, but she was not disappointed, but now she couldn't go with the sisters in the group. Taking a special plane or something seemed to be a high-standard treatment, but Lyudmira was not interested. If she could choose, she would rather run around in a "Lada" car with "ping-pong" engine. As long as she could see her lover who was longing for the whole day, everything else would be unrelated.

I found a combat hero to be my boyfriend. The girl was mentally prepared for a similar situation, but she still felt a little deserted when she sat in a special plane where few people boarded the plane and most of the seats were empty.

As the departure time approached, the pilot started the engine one by one, and a roar of engine operation came from his ears; the single-wing an-24pb, from the porthole, you can see the propeller at the front of the engine turning. Under the dim sky, the airport building and the outline of the port-to-port have become very freehand. The singer immersed in his longing, but he didn't want to appreciate it. He turned around and saw that there was no figure in the cabin. After sighing, he took out a booklet from the handbag next to him, preparing to use reading to pass a few hours of travel.

I was not in the mood to read books, but I just sat by the window and read them absent-mindedly. The special plane slid onto the runway smoothly. After a while of acceleration, I pulled up and climbed up. The girl felt it clearly.

an-24pb, a small passenger plane powered by propeller, took about several hours to travel from Khabarovsk to Beijing, and speed and route planning account for part of the reason. The journey had just begun, and I looked up inadvertently. The suburbs of Khabarovsk were covered with dim lights. The night light control had obviously been cancelled. Looking at the vast earth from the night sky, the young girl's eyebrows slightly spread and her eyelashes trembled. She subconsciously raised her hand to close her shirt and clothes.

Looking into the vast night, he suddenly felt a little cold, although this was probably just his own psychological feeling.

The vast Far East and a large frozen land of the Soviet Union are still a little unfamiliar to singers who grew up in Moscow, the capital. Although she had visited several cities along the Siberian Railway during her tour, she still knew little about this land, especially the Far East Coastal Krai.

During the journey, when I thought of my lover fighting on this land, stationing in bases in some unknown place, and even flying a plane to eliminate the enemy in the sky, the singer with elegant sitting posture was a little blurred.

After a long separation, Victor, did he really think of himself from time to time, just as he said on the phone?

No, it is probably a bit pretentious to think of this. This person usually thinks about fighter jets, weapons and wars, otherwise he would not have achieved numerous results. Of course, this is a responsibility for a soldier, but for a lover, he should of course fully support his battle, but no matter what...

I don't know when the war will end, and my longing for my lover is like a kite in the sky. Lyudmira Pavlyuchenko pondered at the porthole for a moment. She felt a little thirsty, so she pressed the button to greet the crew.
Chapter completed!