Rebirth of the Flying Era

Du Fei was sitting in the office. It was already mid-July, and the weather in the capital was as hot as a rainstorm.

The ceiling fan in the office was buzzing, but the air blowing out was hot air.

With a thought in his mind, Du Fei took out a bottle of ice-cold soda from his pocket, pressed his thumb against the metal bottle cap, popped it open, and drank half the bottle.

In the past two days, he has been very busy.

The situation in East Pakistan escalated and developed very quickly.

On the second day alone, a larger-scale conflict occurred.

Dongba locals, with the covert support of people with ulterior motives, launched larger-scale operations.

The troops who took orders from the Xiba government did not tolerate them at all and shot very decisively.

This time there were more casualties.

But at the same time, some people with ulterior motives hidden in the crowd also secretly fired back.

This time the conflict was completely out of control, causing more casualties almost overnight.

After receiving this news, Du Fei was completely convinced that this was not a test, and Xin Deli was determined to take action.

At the same time, many countries have expressed concerns about this matter.

Among them is Hua Xia. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has expressed serious concerns and hopes that Pakistan can take practical measures to properly handle it.

Du Fei knew that this level of concern was useless. At this point, it was impossible for Xin Deli to stop, unless the former Princess Yingdila gave up her rights.

But this was simply impossible. After her father's death, she was pushed to the forefront. It was just the result of a compromise between all parties. No one really felt that a woman could hold the power of Indu.

However, she inherited her father's outstanding talents and ambitions, worked hard for ten years, and finally waited until today.

As long as she wins on the battlefield, she can take back everything that belongs to Ni Helu.

Even if it involves huge risks, she will not give up this opportunity.

At this time, Du Fei received an unexpected visitor.

A figure stood in front of the door and knocked lightly.

Du Fei raised his head to look, couldn't help being stunned, and immediately stood up: "Sister Jiaxing~"

Shen Jiaxing was smiling. He was wearing a white Doliang shirt on his upper body and linen pants that were very popular recently on his lower body.

This kind of fabric is also produced using a new type of textile machine. It has a good drape and is particularly breathable, making it suitable for summer clothes.

She was carrying a dark brown bag in her hand, but the shoes didn't quite match, a pair of handmade black cloth shoes.

Shen Jiaxing walked in with a smile: "Xiao Du, you won't be surprised if I come uninvited?"

Du Fei let the person in, poured water and said with a smile: "How can you? You are my sister, and coming to my place is like going home. Have a sip of tea to quench your thirst in this hot day."

Shen Jiaxing took the cup and it was cold to the touch: "Herbal tea?"

Du Fei laughed and said: "I brewed it this morning and put it in the well to cool down."

Shen Jiaxing took a sip: "You do know how to drink."

In fact, there was nothing wrong with it. Du Fei took out two large ice cubes from his pocket and put them in the teapot.

Du Fei also poured a glass himself: "Sister Jiaxing, are you here to see Sister Jianing?"

Shen Jiaxing said bluntly: "Why am I looking for her? I'm looking for you."

Du Fei was surprised: "Looking for me? Just give me a call and say something. Why are you running around in the bright sun~"

Shen Jiaxing could feel Du Fei's enthusiasm and generosity, but if he really wanted to believe it, just make a phone call and the matter would be settled.

He said with a smile: "If you really need a phone call, I might as well come over in person~"

Du Fei suppressed his smile: "Sister Jiaxing, what's going on? Please stop showing off."

Shen Jiaxing said bluntly: "Are we going to use troops in the southwest?"

This is not a secret. Anyone with a discerning eye can understand it at a glance. Even Father Lin went to Rongcheng himself.

Coupled with the mobilization of the third-line troops, it was impossible to hide it from anyone.

Shen Jiaxing suddenly mentioned this matter, but it was a bit playful.

Du Fei didn't know what Shen Jiaxing meant, so he asked, "Sister, are you asking me about this? If you don't know who you are, I can."

Shen Jiaxing showed a meaningful expression, but he didn't hold on to it.

That was just an introduction, it doesn't matter how Du Fei answers.

Next is Shen Jiaxing's purpose.

Shen Jiaxing took out a folded piece of paper from his handbag and handed it to Du Fei.

Du Fei unfolded it and saw that there were more than twenty names on it, as well as his unit and level.

They are all soldiers, the eldest is the regiment leader and the youngest is the platoon leader.

Du Fei frowned and looked up at Shen Jiaxing: "Sister Jiaxing, what... do you mean?"

Shen Jiaxing said: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Li Yuanchao."

Du Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and already guessed what Shen Jiaxing meant.

But the key to this matter is definitely not Shen Jiaxing, she doesn't have such a big picture.

But she doesn't quite look like her godmother.

Because of her status, it is very taboo to extend her hand too far.

Although these people are not of a high level, it will be different if they arrange positions on Li Yuanchao's side this time and win the battle.

Then Du Fei thought of the other person behind Shen Jiaxing.

If it’s not Director Jiang, it’s Wang Hongqi.

Du Fei pinched the list in his hand and wondered: "Sister Jiaxing, you are a bit pushy. I have some friendship with Li Yuanchao, but this..."

Shen Jiaxing said nonchalantly: "You don't have to tell me this. I'm just a messenger. You can see if I can help. Anyway, if I hand this piece of paper to you, my mission will be completed."

Listening to the words, Du Fei understood instantly.

When Shen Jiaxing talks about herself, she is also talking about Du Fei.

This matter is simply not something they can resolve.

Regardless of whether it was Director Jiang or Wang Hongqi who asked Shen Jiaxing to come, Du Fei could only hand it over to Dad Zhu after receiving the list.

The so-called sitting in rows and dividing the fruit.

Now that Lin's father has arrived in Chengdu, the Zhu family has already been involved.

In this case, other forces will definitely enter the game.

The list Shen Jiaxing sent was part of it, and there were more that Du Fei couldn't see.

After thinking about this, Du Fei didn't have to be embarrassed. This was not something he should worry about at all.

He folded the piece of paper and said, "Sister Jiaxing, don't worry, I understand."

Shen Jiaxing smiled, chatted a few more words, and stood up to leave.

Du Fei walked to the gate of the unit and watched Shen Jiaxing get on his bicycle and drive away. He didn't go back and drove away. After a while, he arrived at Zhu's father's office and handed over the list.

Dad Zhu glanced at it and said calmly: "It's okay, they are quite measured."

Du Fei understood that what Zhu's father meant was that the other party's asking price was not high.

Looking at Dad Zhu's indifferent look, it was obvious that he had expected it, and there should be more than one similar situation like this.

At this time, as long as they can get it, they will do everything possible to participate.

Having said that, only by letting them all join the game can everyone think together and work together.

Dad Zhu put away the list: "Okay, let me put this here."

Du Fei nodded, suddenly feeling relieved.

In fact, before he traveled through time, he had read a lot of decrypted information from above.

Among them is the third India-Pakistan War.

At that time, Pakistan was at a disadvantage, and Mego once proposed to join forces to intervene with force.

In the end he was rejected.

Because it was pinned down on the battlefield in South Vietnam, Meguo was unable to support the two forces at the same time.

He could only watch as Bakistan was beaten.

To be honest, this time I have to admire Xin Deli's timing and decisive decision.

If it is one year in advance or one year in delay, the situation may change unpredictably.

But now, the variable Du Fei has made Hua Xia's situation very different.

Originally, Du Fei was a little worried about the inertia of history.

Now it seems that this worry is unfounded.

The fighting will and ability of these older generations who have fought hard on the battlefield are far stronger than Du Fei thought.

At this moment, silently, the huge war machine was already in operation.

In addition to the southwest direction, there is also the defense of the north and active communication at the foreign teacher level.

After Zhu's father accepted the list, he asked Du Fei: "Xiao Fei, after you met Natasha last time, did she contact you again?"

Du Fei said no.

Dad Zhu said: "Go to her later and convey our intentions. If necessary, we can invite Comrade Gromika for an official visit."

Du Fei knew that Gromika was now the head of the Foreign Education Department there.

Conveying this news at this time is obviously an expression of goodwill.

But then again, this is just a gesture.

Because Du Fei and Natasha are both unofficial, although their status is special, their level is too low.

There are still a lot of preparations for Gromika to make the trip.

In Du Fei's view, Dad Zhu may not really invite the other party, but more to convey an attitude.

He expressed that he had no intention of being an enemy and hoped to maintain exchanges and communication.

Thereby affecting the other party's strategy and determination.

Du Fei said: "Dad, I'm going now."

Dad Zhu said "hmm" and then said, "You can also say that we hope to strengthen trade with North Gaoli as a transit."

Du Fei knew that this was Zhu's father giving him another bargaining chip.

Two hours later, Du Fei met Natasha again at a teahouse next to the 'Returning Road'.

Today Natasha is wearing a goose yellow dress and high heels of the same color.

Big wavy hair looks particularly warm and beautiful.

"Comrade Du Fei, long time no see~" Natasha smiled and sat opposite.

Du Fei also smiled and asked her what kind of tea she wanted to drink.

Natasha said: "Tie Guanyin, the weather has been too hot recently."

Du Fei asked the waiter to serve a pot of Tieguanyin and was about to explain his purpose.

Unexpectedly, Natasha said first: "Are you ready to fight another war in South Asia?"

Du Fei was not surprised. Lin's father had already expressed a very clear attitude when he arrived in Chengdu.

It is also a warning.

But obviously, this warning did not have a deterrent effect, but instead made Xin Deli speed up his actions.

Du Fei picked up the teapot, poured a cup for Natasha, and handed the cup over: "We are definitely ready, but whether we want to fight or not does not depend on us, but on Xin Deli."

At this point, Du Fei smiled and said, "Having said that, it shouldn't be a bad thing for you if we fight."

Natasha took a sip of the tea that was a little hot: "War is always the worst option. Isn't peace bad? We have all experienced the suffering of war, why do we have to fight?"

Du Fei chuckled and said: "Comrade Natasha, you are absolutely right, but not everyone understands this truth. Otherwise, there would be no tragic Patriotic War, nor would there be our fourteen-year arduous War of Resistance. . Even now we have not received war compensation from the Japanese people. Those Japanese people stubbornly believe that we did not defeat them at all. If it were not for the beautiful fruits and those two mushrooms, they would not have failed at all..."

Natasha was speechless.

After a moment of silence, Natasha spoke again: "But this time it's different. It's the South Asian subcontinent, and it has nothing to do with you or me."

Du Fei didn't answer, and directly threw out the bargaining chip that Zhu's father gave him just now: "Comrade Natasha, do you believe this? If it really doesn't matter, we will sit here?"

Natasha showed a helpless expression.

Du Fei relayed Zhu's father's conditions.

Finally: "Comrade Natasha, whether it is me personally or my father-in-law, we all have unusual feelings for the great Soviet Union. It was just a few years ago that some problems arose. Now it is time to return to what we should be doing." On track, I hope both of us can work towards that.”

Natasha's eyes were deep.

Of course she understood what Du Fei meant.

She has a mission this time, but if Dad Zhu can personally send out the invitation, it will undoubtedly be an unexpected and huge gain.

Neither Natasha nor the family faction behind her could ignore this temptation.

However, this all comes at a cost.

…

A few days later, Beigaoli, the port of Nanpu City.

A 10,000-ton cargo ship slowly docked.

Pu Zhe, dressed in casual clothes, stood on the deck and looked at the people coming to pick him up at the port.

With the sound of the whistle, the giant ship lowered the gangway.

Pu Zhe walked down quickly and met the leader on the pier: "Father!"

He didn't expect that his father would come to pick him up in person despite his busy schedule.

Park's father patted him on the shoulder and got into the car without saying anything else.

In fact, Park's father didn't come to pick him up specially, he happened to be here to inspect the work.

The father and son were sitting in the car.

After the baptism of war, Park's father could clearly feel that his son was different from the past.

He was very pleased with this change, but he didn't show it on his face.

After asking about the situation in Nanyang, Pu's father asked: "What do you think of Lin Tiansheng?"

Pu Zhe said: "Father, Lin Tiansheng is very powerful. Although it is not as popularized in China, but in terms of fighting and training troops, he is undoubtedly a genius."

Father Pu raised his eyebrows.

Pu Zhe continued: "I'm not exaggerating. When I first arrived in Nanyang, the guerrillas there were almost dispersed. They were only stabilized by the three thousand people I brought. But now, in just one year, Lin Tiansheng Although the tens of thousands of people who have been trained are not as good as the elite you brought me, they still have 70% to 80% combat effectiveness."

"Seventy to eighty percent!" Park's father was surprised. That was equivalent to the level of their second-line troops.

If Pu Zhe's words are not watery, Lin Tiansheng's ability to train troops is indeed extraordinary.