I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

On board the HMS Raider, Captain Charles stared blankly at the radar screen.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible..." he muttered to himself, his face ashen. "How could they have such a powerful fighter jet? No, I can't panic! I have to report this immediately! This must be reported right away! The Russians actually possess such incredible weaponry; we must notify the Pentagon immediately!"

That's right. No matter who thinks about this matter, it's impossible to connect it with the current Xia Kingdom. We can only blame our big brother for this.

This was exactly what Zhou Weiguo had planned. At this moment, he had already put his fighter jet at full speed and was chasing after the hijacked plane.

Within ten minutes, the signal of the plane carrying Tian Zao appeared on Zhou Weiguo's radar screen.

After a few more minutes of acceleration, he finally saw the aircraft in front of him clearly. It really was a Li-2 transport plane, with the Xiamin Civil Aviation logo printed on its fuselage. The Military Intelligence Bureau's reach was so extensive?

Without hesitation, he grabbed the radio, switched to the public channel, and shouted in Russian, "Oh, Comrade, where are you flying to?"

There was only a buzzing sound from the radio, and no response came for a long time.

Zhou Weiguo's eyes darkened, and he spoke again into the communicator, his tone becoming more emphasizing: "Comrade General, there is something amiss with your flight path. I'll ask you one more time: please immediately provide your identification information, otherwise I have reason to suspect that this aircraft has been hijacked by criminals or is an enemy disguised, and I will launch an attack immediately."

Unbeknownst to him, chaos had already broken out inside the Li-2 transport plane.

A bald man, his face pale and his voice trembling, said, "He just shot down several American planes. The guy on that plane is a killer! Quickly give him a reply! Tell him we're a flight from China Civil Aviation, and I'm Liu Changxi, the director of the Operations Management Department of the Civil Aviation Administration. We're conducting an aircraft test mission. Make up any plausible reason you can, just don't let him fire!"

The other man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly retorted, "No, absolutely not! That answer will definitely arouse his suspicion, and he might even force us to turn back to the mainland immediately. If we go back, we're finished! This mission is to transport 'special materials,' and the flight path was deliberately designed to avoid mainland radar. They'll definitely spot the flaws!"

At this moment, the young man sitting to the side spoke up. Although he looked slightly flustered, his expression was far calmer than the others: "Do you still have the demeanor of Kuomintang intelligence agents? You must remain calm under pressure at all times. What's the use of panicking?"

Liu Changxi immediately forced a smile and obsequiously echoed, "Director Song is right! Since you say so, you must already have a plan. Please show us the way! We all know that your intelligence department produces elites of the Party and the State!"

The young man surnamed Song merely glanced at Liu Changxi, then turned and walked into the cockpit, picking up the radio.

"Hello, Mr. Davari. I am Liu Changxi from the Civil Aviation Administration of Xiamin. We have received orders from our superiors to carry out a test mission for the coastal defense radar system. Our destination is Mindu. It is a great honor to meet you here."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Weiguo immediately smiled and accelerated, maneuvering his fighter jet alongside the transport plane to its left. He called out, "Oh, I see, Comrade! What a coincidence! I'm testing our Goose's most advanced fighter jet right now. Anyway, we still have some fuel left over, so I might as well escort you."

Inside the transport plane, Director Song's expression changed slightly, but he still responded enthusiastically in Russian: "Oh, Comrade, thank you so much for your protection! However, we really can't trouble you too much, Big Brother. With your support, other countries would never dare to provoke us easily. The strength of the Great Goose is indeed well-deserved! The fighter jet you are piloting must be the most advanced in the world, right? I really don't know when our country will be able to possess such equipment."

Zhou Weiguo deliberately circled his fighter jet a few times within the enemy's field of vision. Wearing a full-coverage helmet, he made it impossible for the enemy to see his face. After circling for a while, he laughed and replied, "Hahaha, that's right! Comrade General, please believe us, the friendship between the Great Goose and the Xia Kingdom will last forever. You will all have it sooner or later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he skillfully maneuvered his fighter jet in a turn, slowly lowering its altitude until it came to a steady stop directly beneath the Li-2 transport plane.

As the distance between the two aircraft closed to 80 meters, Zhou Weiguo immediately activated his perception ability and finally found Tian Zao in the cargo hold at the rear of the transport aircraft.

Tian Zao was locked in a nailed wooden box with only a few ventilation holes to maintain the oxygen supply.

Her hands and feet were tightly bound, a black hood was over her head, and a strip of cloth was stuffed in her mouth. Through the gaps in the hood, tears could be seen seeping from the corners of her eyes.

Zhou Weiguo was heartbroken and, without hesitation, took Tian Zao into his own space.

His instinct was to blow up the transport plane, but then he thought about it and slowly shook his head. There might be more clues about the mastermind behind it.

Zhou Weiguo adjusted the speed of his fighter jet to perfectly synchronize it with the transport plane. The next second, he and the Harrier fighter jet disappeared simultaneously from the airspace.

At this moment, in stealth mode, he had silently entered the cargo hold of the Li-2 transport plane, while the Harrier fighter jet was safely stored in a stationary area of ​​space.

After confirming that the warehouse was empty, Zhou Weiguo slipped into his private space. He walked to the wooden crate containing the jujubes, grabbed the edge of the wooden plank with one hand, and with a little force, tore the nailed plank off.

Tian Zao, inside the wooden box, trembled at the slightest movement. Zhou Weiguo quickly pulled off her hood, not wanting her to be frightened in any further.

The moment Tian Zao saw Zhou Weiguo clearly, she could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.

Zhou Weiguo quickly untied the ropes binding her and tightly embraced Tian Zao, who was crying uncontrollably.

He gently comforted her for a long time until Tian Zao calmed down, and then slowly told her the whole situation.

"What?"

Tian Zao's eyes widened. "Honey, you mean we're still on the plane to Taiwan? Let's run away! Can't you contact Shao Te? Can't we just go to her?"

Zhou Weiguo waved his hand gently: "Tian Zao, now that you're here, I need to find out who's plotting against me. They dared to touch my people and made you suffer such a great injustice; this debt must be settled properly. Don't worry, I won't get into any trouble. By the way, Natasha has already gone to Hong Kong through Shaote. If you want to go there to relax, I'll have Shaote arrange for someone to pick you up immediately; your safety is absolutely guaranteed."

A longing flashed in Tian Zao's eyes. Just as she was about to nod, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she threw herself into Zhou Weiguo's arms.

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Time flowed quietly within the space, two hours later.

Zhou Weiguo looked at Tian Zao, who was fast asleep, and shook his head helplessly. This girl really went crazy today, but not everyone can handle going down such an unconventional path. I wonder how long it will take her to recover?

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