After being busy for most of the day, it was already evening when I got home.

I took a hot shower in the bathroom, put on a bathrobe and walked around the first floor. I saw Su Xue coming down the stairs, wiping her soft long hair with a bath towel in her hand. Her bright eyes and white teeth reminded him of his experiences and thoughts during the day.

"I said, Su Xue, should we be the image spokesperson of our team?"

"Ah,—what?" She wrapped her hair and put it behind her head and clamped it with a big clip. Su Xue looked at him curiously. "Aviation competition, isn't this a men's entertainment? If I go to endorse it, okay?"

"Of course, it's good. Besides, this sport is not only for men." Long Yun thought that there were also some female players in this circle. Although their skills were not top-notch, they were also quite famous. The physiological structure of women made it impossible for them to engage in this sport for a long time, but this spirit of participation is still worth encouraging.

These thoughts of him were obviously seen by Su Xue. The little girl walked into the kitchen and spoke to him in a slight manner:

"Then, Long Yun, how much endorsement fee are you going to pay me for this?"

"Ending fee?" Long Yun had never thought about this problem, and he stood in the kitchen door.

"Hehe, don't you know? Then, for reference, I went to shoot a promotional video for the mineral water brand last month, and the cost was 1.6 million."

One million and six million...? Long Yun was a little petrified on the spot. This little girl is so profitable!

But let alone, this is just a short advertisement video. Wouldn't the price of asking her to endorse her for a long time be higher? Now both him and the "Chenlong" team are short of money, and he has no confidence when it comes to money.

Perhaps seeing Long Yun’s thoughts, Su Xue raised her hand and covered her mouth and smiled, “You, are you really thinking about this?…Well, who made me plagued by scandals now and had a bad image? Give you a discount and you will be charged 800,000 yuan.”

——800,000? This is not a joke.

Long Yun subconsciously touched his wallet, but how could it be on his bathrobe?

Not to mention 800,000, he may not even have 80 yuan in his wallet except for cards. It seems that he has become unaware of Su Xue. Long Yun is standing there stupidly looking at her in the kitchen, as if he is a little short of breath and has no words.

After waiting for a while but not hearing any response, Su Xue tilted her head in surprise and looked at Long Yun's eyes. Then she knew that this person was in a daze, and she was obviously burning with pain and tenderness by her abnormal behavior. She put down her work and walked up with some amusement. She reached out and shook her hand in front of Long Yun's eyes, giving this man who had a short-circuited mind:

"Hey, I'm joking! - I don't have any emotion at all, I really lost to you."

"real?"

Long Yun knew that this question was purely unnecessary. Do they still need to use words to communicate with each other?

"Well, it's half true. Isn't your 'Chenlong' team affiliated with Ling's company? Hehe, I'll ask her to go to this money! Don't think about it anymore, it's scaring you to the point that your face turned pale."

He raised his hand and touched Long Yun twice with a little laugh. Su Xue left him aside and prepared the ingredients for dinner on his own.

After being teased by her just now, Long Yun came to his senses; seeing the busy figure in front of him, he felt that Su Xue's performance in front of him was getting more and more different from when he was outside.

He was born with a big nerve, and Long Yun had no experience, so he did not realize that this subtle change was a sign that the girl became closer to him as soon as she thought about it. He just felt vaguely that with the inexplicable emotions coming, the two people's consciousness seemed to be more harmonious.

That night, Long Yun felt very comfortable when he recalled the first flight during the day.

But then he remembered that in that parallel world he had just finished a fierce air battle. What would happen next?

...

Naturally, Long Yun didn't know how much his attack would stimulate NATO.

As early as when he was rescued by the "Signal Flag" team from the Brittany Manor, NATO European Command received such a notice; the Soviet ace, Victor Rezenov, who was particularly concerned, had been rescued by their special forces and returned to the front.

This is certainly not good news for all NATO pilots who are still cruised in the European sky; but before they could receive this terrifying notice and be prepared for even useless mentality, the terrifying figure of the Red Thirteen MiG appeared again over France - and then shot down six fighters in an unprecedentedly fierce battle!

The news came again. The NATO European Command, which had been in chaos due to the French's betrayal, has been once again covered in a heavy haze.

Who is that "Crazy Ivan"?

According to the statistics of the battle report sent from the front, the number of shot down by the Soviet No. trump card was less than a month after the war started, and the number of shot down by the Soviet No. 1 ace was already verified. If some of the results of the battle cannot be determined for the time being, this number would probably be even higher.

Not only that, considering that the car of "Crazy Ivan" is just an ordinary "fulcrum", this kind of intelligence leak is serious. The Soviet front-line fighter jet, which was dismissed by Western military experts, now exerts such terrible combat effectiveness under his control, is really frightening!

It is already so powerful to use the "fulcrum". If he changes to a stronger fighter, such as the "flanker", wouldn't it be even more frightening?

The air force commanders who were in panic were racking their brains to seek countermeasures against this headache-inducing trump card; but the discussion in the headquarters office turned out to be divided into two distinct factions.

First of all, the radicals led by Major General Marshall believed that the Russians had a large number of pilots, and it was not surprising that there were several aces with outstanding records; the situation in Europe is now in jeopardy, and NATO's main force has been transferred to Britain and Spain. In order to show their determination to fight against Russia's booming iron stream, large-scale air intervention must be carried out in a tit-for-tat way.

If you encounter that ace at this time, you must mobilize all the air force and strive to shoot it down and defeat it!

This strategy was recognized by many generals present, but it made the front-line commanders, including Colonel Brown, disapprove.

It is different from these generals who are well-tailored in the command center with air conditioners. To put it bluntly, they are different from the generals who talk about war on paper. They completely empathize with the terrible oppression from the front-line battle reports.

The horror legend of "Crazy Ivan" is circulating everywhere in various air wings; this invisible fear is everywhere, and is consuming the fighting spirit of the pilots. Among these young men who were once young and energetic and above the top, although there are also trump cards with excellent skills and considerable results, after hearing about the madman's record, especially after hurting the number one ace of Federal Germany, Erich Rudolph, now no one dares, or is unwilling to encounter the "fighter butcher".

I'm afraid there is no hope for a one-on-one fight, so how about a group fight?

Major General Marshall, with a cold face, couldn't help but stand up and continue his spit:

"...Faced with such a situation, even if we start from the dignity of soldiers, can't we attack with all our might and attack that Russian? Our number of fighters is not inferior to that of the Russians!"

"Improvement, General: This tactic is not feasible."

Colonel Brown knew very well that this tactic of using a large group of people to rush forward could be said to be quite bad.

Can a hundred novices handle things that cannot be handled by one rookie?

Not to mention the extremely high speed modern fighter jets, the combat airspace of air encounters is generally quite small, and in theory, it is not allowed to invest too many fighter jets in exchange for fire. The result is that friendly forces are accidentally injured or even colliding accidents. Besides, NATO's principle of building the army does not advocate the policy of elite troops, so why is it now their turn to go out with overwhelming delusions and reserve forces to compete for the tactics of the sea of ​​aircraft?

"In the current treatment, we recommend that you do pre-excitation in advance and try to avoid direct contact with "Crazy Ivan".

Such a proposal was of course unwilling tolerate the generals present, and fierce debate broke out between the two sides.

"Are you scared by that Russian? - I don't believe there will be such a powerful person, he is just lucky!"

"Don't look at our pilots. I think they are still very fighting spirit and are not as cowardly as you said!"

"So, how many elites do we need to lose in order to verify your opinion?"

Colonel Brown's face was also quite ugly at this time. He was on the front line of command, of course he knew the combat power of the "Crazy Ivan". Even if he used the air force with the dominant number of air forces, he might not be able to get it right; how could such a thing be to slap the table and change it by saying big words?

"If you really have to kill him immediately, then I suggest using tactical nuclear weapons, which is a solution."

When they heard something from someone who was rushing out, the audience looked at each other and no one responded for a while.

Use tactical nuclear bombs?

This idea is indeed crazy, but do you really dare?

That's right, no matter how powerful ace is, if it encounters the explosion of tactical nuclear weapons, it will only be destroyed; but this kind of thing...

Once the bottom line of nuclear weapons is broken, what the war will be like later will not be imagined by those present.

"That's not feasible. It's not feasible at all."

After clearing his throat, Colonel Brown made the conclusion first. If he wanted to deal with the Russian ace in the sky, he could only give in without any intention; but if he wanted to eliminate this difficult threat, he had some of his own considerations.

"That's right, gentlemen. If you want to eliminate such a serious air threat, sometimes, can you not stare at the sky?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"It's very simple." Looking at Marshall staring at him, Colonel Brown raised his hand and made an auxiliary gesture for his statement: he raised his hand and made a decisive chopping action on the table.

"I mean, can you consider solving this difficult problem on the ground?"
Chapter completed!