There is naturally a reason for Long Yun’s sneering.

Looking at the black matt gun body on Long Yun's hand, Valentina recognized at first glance that it was not a standard pistol from the Soviet Union. She thought Victor had picked up some weapon in the daytime battle; collecting spoils privately was not a matter of compliance with the rules.

Seeing Valentina's confusion, Long Yun came to the dining table to sit down, and while eating, he told her about the previous thrilling night battle at Brittany Manor, and explained the origin of the gun to her. Hearing such a tortuous adventure behind enemy lines, Valentina also felt that it was quite novel, and the atmosphere between the two seemed to be more harmonious.

Eating a simple supper at the dining table, thick beet soup and sliced ​​smoked sausage with bread, Long Yun felt that the beautiful girl's skills were quite appropriate, but he was really hungry for a day of tossing like this.

After dinner, he helped to clean up the dishes and wipe the dining table. Long Yun was about to pack up his luggage and set off. However, he saw that Valentina was not going out at all. Instead, he left him in the living room and continued to watch TV. He ran to the bathroom to take a shower first.

After looking at the watch, it was already past eight o'clock. Long Yun sat back on the sofa helplessly. He thought that he would not get ten o'clock in the evening when he returned to the group.

When the shower was finished, Valentina, who had changed into a nightgown, walked out. He suggested that the two of them set off as soon as possible, or simply drive back to the 237th Regiment's headquarters by themselves, but received a surprised look in response:

"What, - are you in a hurry to go back to the station? This doesn't work, you have to leave tomorrow morning at the earliest."

It was obvious that Long Yun wanted to return to the 237th Regiment station as soon as possible, but Valentina firmly disagreed. She thought it was too risky for two people to drive a sedan across the suburbs in the night; so Long Yun could only stay in her apartment. He looked around and prepared to make a floor in the not-so-spacious living room.

"Victor, I think you are a little reluctant? But as a 'lover', it's normal to stay at home for a night, so why should you mind that way?"

"No, no,—"

In fact, Long Yun is not used to living in Valentine. In the real world, he has been living in the little girl Su Xue's house? But now he feels a little confused and wants to return to the 237th Regiment as soon as possible to report the situation to the regiment commander and others, and by the way, if he can apply for another Su-27 to continue the war.

"I don't mind this, I just want to go back to the group to report the situation. However, you are right: in this situation, it's better not to risk walking on the night road."

"So, since that's the case, hurry up and take a shower and come to bed to rest?"

Hearing such provocative words, he looked at the beautiful woman in a lavender nightgown, wearing a lavender nightgown, leaned against the door frame at the bedroom door; he smelled a hint of wet bathing at the end of his nose, and Long Yun felt a little hot on his face. Is this a temptation?

"I, I'll be in the living room and make a floor shop-"

"Oh? Is that right?" He stared at Long Yun's face with his gray-black pupils. Valentina's eyes were so sharp that she could see what Long Yun was thinking, so she burst into laughter at him:

"Looking at your expression, it seems like I am a beast? Don't think about it all the time. Lieutenant Colonel: It's inconvenient for women from time to time, and it's impossible to think about it today. So please don't be too slow, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed to rest: I just moved to the place where I live alone, so where can I get the floor for you?"

Hearing the woman's tone soft but full of jokes, Long Yun didn't know what to say, so he could only smile embarrassedly, and then walked into the bathroom next to the bathroom with a little stiff movement.

Let the warm water flow pour on the body, Long Yun scratched his hair while sighing at his recent life experience.

Okay, I have lived in Su Xue’s house for only two months, and now I have to stay in a woman’s house in a parallel world. What a mess? What will happen next?

But looking at this Agent Valentina, I have to say that he is really a very beautiful girl.

I wonder if there would be a Makarov or Pya (a new Russian standard pistol) under her pillow when she was sleeping...

That night, lying on the soft and comfortable bed, Long Yun did not fall asleep quickly.

She was wrapped in a thin blanket, but she could still feel the Varankina leaning beside her. The young woman's breathing in the dark was even and soft, and the scent of shampoo was also vague, which made Long Yun feel a little restless.

Lying on the bed where the width was not enough for the two of them to sleep peacefully, Long Yun carefully tried to change his position, but touched the soft body beside him. Just when he felt something was wrong, Valenkina next to him turned over rustlingly, and then he felt his strong and elastic body pressing on him.

After feeling it blankly for a moment, Long Yun realized that it should be the thigh of the beautiful woman beside him.

“…Victor.”

"What?"

Because of the movements of the woman beating around her, Long Yun secretly prayed that she would not say anything inexplicable, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing next.

"Do you think this attack is a bit strange?"

When Long Yun heard what Valentina was talking about, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he recalled what happened during the day, he also felt that this encounter was indeed a bit unreasonable.

If you want to say, since NATO spies regard him as the number one trump card in the Red Air Force as a thorn in the eye and will be removed quickly, why should they use such a massive attack to kill him?

As long as you place landmines on the road that the convoy must pass, and blow the car upwards, isn’t it cleaner and thorough?

Or, the reason why they attacked the escort convoy but did not use heavy firepower was that they were concerned about Victor Rezenov's life and death, that is, they wanted to catch them? Thinking of this, Long Yun couldn't help but recall his encounter behind enemy lines in France: when he was being tried at Brittany Manor, he also learned that the Americans seemed to be very interested in him and wanted to bring him back to the United States.

——But why?

The ace pilot is still a pilot. Even the number one ace, is it possible to make such a big fight?

Thinking of this, Long Yun felt that even if he was inconvenient to tell his thoughts, he might as well communicate, so he planned to respond:

"My? - It's a little strange. If they want to say that they plan to kill me, there are options for them. It's really stupid to act like the daytime."

"Well, I think so too. So I naturally thought that maybe their purpose is not here?"

“Not here?”

Long Yun still didn't understand Valentine's ideas a little.

"That's right, according to my personal guess, I think the people who attacked you today probably didn't want to kill you. Otherwise, as you said, since they gathered so many people and were equipped with various light and heavy weapons; and with the possibility of being ambushed inside us, there are so many choices to do, why do you have to do such a thankless thing?"

"……is that so?"

Long Yun did not expect that based on his own guesses, Valentina, a bystander, also guessed so quickly, and he was quite impressed by her thinking ability.

"Yes, I think there must be something strange about it. But that's fine - if they really plan to capture you alive, then you must be wary of it in the future, but you should not be seriously threatened by life, which may not be a bad thing for us."

"But," Long Yun subconsciously expressed his doubts, "I'm just a pilot, why do you have to catch me?"

"Is this... I have no clue and can't guess it."

While speaking, Valentina in the dark turned over, and her voice seemed to be a little sleepy and became softer, "Anyway, Victor, you should be more careful when fighting in the future and don't take risks like this again."

Is that true? Hearing the concern in the woman's tone, Long Yun licked his lips, but he didn't know how to answer.

Since his time travel, this long-lasting world war was destined to break out. He has been fighting desperately on different battlefields with visible or invisible enemies, and has become the number one ace of the Soviet Red Air Force; if these operations were all due to Victor Rezenov's remaining will, it was of course a deception.

However, even if you are traveling through time and passing by life and death, the feeling is 100% true.

Just like yesterday, when fighting with Americans in the sky, if those Americans were more skilled in their skills and had a great advantage in quantity, would they be the one who was buried in the vast land of the Caucasus now?

But even so, since this is the identity of this kind when traveling through time, some things are the responsibility of Victor Rezenov. Even if it is him, Long Yun, who is playing this role now, or go further, to this parallel world that he participated in half, although he subconsciously regarded this as illusion - but in life, what is real and what is illusion?

Can the so-called common sense accumulated in ordinary life really draw a dividing line between real and illusion between these two worlds with different directions?

Long Yun's thinking continued to diverge; Valentina beside her could not hear the response, but was not angry.

"Victor, as a soldier, fighting is of course your duty. I just think... you seem to be a little too fond of fighting, is there any?"

"That's it? There was something yesterday."

Thinking of the thrilling emergency landing of Red No. 17, which was exhausted yesterday, Long Yun felt that his tactical arrangements were also a little problem; if he would fight like this in the future, the danger would be too great.

But then again, since he came to this world, which battle he has experienced has not been so thrilling?

Surviving so many battles, just like the trump cards that emerged in World War II; if it is all because of super technology and no luck, it is also saying things against your will.

————Separation line———
Chapter completed!