This helicopter is Flying Eagle 3, and its origin is at the joint office of the training camp.
The whole body is streamlined and black, like a raging falcon ready to go in the majestic fog. The battle flag with black symbols on a red background is hung on the fuselage, and it flutters gently in the wind, with a strong momentum!
Four people stood apart in a row, not wearing military uniforms, but wearing black strong clothes.
He was dressed in awe, with a straight posture.
Their weapons are completely different from those in the army. Each of them holds a unique gun, and only their own code name is engraved on the handle of the gun. The cold light is overwhelming!
Ye Shaohua has always been steady and calm, taking everything into his hands.
These four people were very excited, and everyone shouted the three words "Instructor Ye" as loudly as possible.
If you look carefully, you can see that their tightly clenched hands are trembling. It is obvious that they respect the person in front of them to the bone.
Mr. Ye and Ye Feng turned sideways stiffly.
They looked at Ye Shaohua's face reflected by the headlights on the helicopter. She looked the same as before, but she pulled down the black hat of the windbreaker on her head, and her cold eyebrows and eyes reflected a coldness.
Standing in front of these four people who were obviously not easy to mess with, her expression was still calm, and the helicopter was under a strong wind, making her skirts rattle.
Slightly squinting eyes let the eyelashes droop, and heard the three characters of "Instructor Ye" that made people's blood ignite.
She just glanced at these four people lightly, and nodded casually at them.
After thinking about it, he said "hmm".
The four people got a response, their eyes were red, and their bodies tensed up even more instantly.
Ye Feng and Old Man Ye looked at the four young men as if they had seen a ghost, and their faces turned red with excitement when faced with Ye Shaohua's indifferent attitude.
Is... an illusion, right
Ye Feng stared straight at Ye Shaohua.
Ye Shaohua didn't know what Ye Feng and Grandpa Ye were thinking now, she just put one hand in her pocket, pursed her lips and looked at the four people in front of her, her gaze was like a torch, "Where is Ye Li now?"
"Report to Instructor Ye! He is in Kyushu Island c direction!" The leading man took a step forward with a loud voice.
"Give me a communicator." Ye Shaohua stretched out his hand, and one of them immediately handed her a brand new communicator and communication form.
Ye Shaohua skillfully put the communicator on his ear with one hand, and the communication watch with the other.
Holding the umbrella, Ye Feng was about to step up to ask Ye Shaohua what was going on, but his footsteps were fixed in place. If it was a hallucination just now, is the conversation between Ye Shaohua and this man still a hallucination
Instructor Ye...
The hand holding the umbrella handle trembled, Ye Feng didn't know what to think of, and looked up at Ye Shaohua blankly.
At this moment, a high-beam light swept over from the gate of the military airport.
The dull sound of the modified car came from not far away.
Ye Feng is in politics, so he is not sensitive to this kind of sound, but Grandpa Ye is very sensitive to this kind of sound, but he can't turn his head around now.
After a while, Ye Feng was pulled aside.
A modified car stopped at the gate with a "swish".
The door of the driver's seat was opened, and a man wearing a beige coat stepped out of the driver's seat. Under the light, he had a very recognizable face that could be called charming.
In the Beijing circle, he stands at the top position of this generation, and controls most of the power in the Rong family's military region, so much so that now the old man Rong wants to give up his seat for him—
Rong Zhe!
Everyone knew that the Rong family was a general under the Mu family.
He also knew that if there was no Rong Zhe, the Mu family would not be able to choose the Rong family no matter what.
Ye Feng naturally knew Rong Zhe, the powerful young master of the Rong family, and his complexion changed.
He and Grandpa Ye are not in the army right now, nor have they received a dispatch order. Now the political circles know that the situation in the world is turbulent. The military airport has an air route to Kyushu Island, and it has been completely isolated right now.
The two of them appeared here in violation of the military order, and being prosecuted and losing their posts is a trivial matter.
Since Ye Feng met the Mu family last time, he probably understood that it was because of Ye Shaohua, that's why the Mu family signaled the Rong family to promote them.
From that day on, Ye Feng warned Ye Li to be cautious in everything.
But right now...
at the moment…
Ye Feng thought in a panic, seeing them appearing here by Rong Zhe was almost the same as disobeying the military order!
His fingers hurt so much, Ye Feng suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Shaohua and the four people in the airport, cold sweat broke out on his back, and his heart felt cold.
Why did Rong Zhe come here at this time
Who is it to catch
Ye Feng only met Rong Zhe once, and he was not familiar with him, but he heard Rong Zhe's name not only once or twice in the officialdom.
Right now, he doesn't know if Rong Zhe still remembers him, Ye Feng has no time to think about what identities Ye Shaohua and those four people in the airport are playing.
He just raised his foot and walked towards Rong Zhe.
Unexpectedly, Rong Zhe didn't look at him at all, and walked directly past him to the airport.
Ye Shaohua turned sideways slightly.
He looked at the man walking towards the light.
He didn't have the dandyism that outsiders said on his face, and he didn't wear any smile. He just walked over silently, with a handsome face with a slightly sinister face slightly calm.
It stopped at a distance of one meter from Ye Shaohua and did not move.
Ye Shaohua held the phone and didn't leave right away. He just stood there and looked at the other party quietly.
"This is the Kyushu Island Pass," Rong Zhe took out a hard black pass, his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the expression in his eyes, but his voice was quite calm, "You..."
Rong Zhe clenched his other hand in his pocket, and he took a deep breath.
After a delay of more than ten seconds, he spoke again, "If you go with this, no one will stop you."
Ye Shaohua looked down at the thing in his hand for a while, then stretched out his hand to take it.
Her hands are very white, reflecting the black hard pass, more like white to transparent.
Because the eyelashes were drooping, it was hard to see the expression on her face.
Ye Shaohua played with the pass in her hand. It was not easy to get these when the Huaguo Army line was completely blocked. She stuffed the pass into the pocket of the windbreaker, and said very seriously: "Thank you."
Rong Zhe smiled lightly.
He stood where he was, looking at Ye Shaohua with a pair of dark eyes, "You go."
Ye Shaohua nodded, stretched out his hand to pull the line hanging from the helicopter, and turned over almost in mid-air with his hand.
The other four followed closely behind.
Rong Zhe watched the helicopter getting farther and farther away, the phone in his pocket kept ringing, but he kept ignoring it.
Until the helicopter is out of sight.
Rong Zhe picked up the phone.
It was the voice of old man Rong who was in a panic, "Rong Zhe, you are crazy!"
"I'm not crazy." Rong Zhe was still standing there, a lot of fine raindrops had condensed on the hair on his forehead, and there was a condensed stream flowing down his delicate jaw.
You can feel the biting coolness on your neck.
Rong Zhe said softly, "I'm not crazy grandpa, I'm just happy, I couldn't keep her five years ago, now I seem to be able to do something."
After he finished speaking lightly, he immediately turned off the phone.
After pausing in place for a while, he closed his coat, with a slight smile on his mouth, and a wicked evil spirit in the corners of his eyes and brows, and walked towards the door at a slow pace.
Several people came down from the modified car one after another.
"Young Master Rong." One of them opened a big black silk umbrella to cover Rong Zhe's head.
Rong Zhe slightly squinted his peach blossom eyes, and his expression returned to the usual sloppy, "Go back."
Lifting his feet and walking towards the car, Rong Zhe paused when he saw two figures almost condensed into statues outside the steel wire gate.
Look towards those two people.
Ye Feng had already seen Rong Zhe coming, but he thought about losing to Ouha, but his hands and feet couldn't keep up. He has been in politics for so many years, and there is almost nothing that shocked him anymore.
But right now, his mouth is wide open, his throat is dry, his brain has lost the ability to speak and command, as if a thunder has exploded above his head, he stares blankly at the direction Ye Shaohua left.
Grandpa Ye is no better than Ye Feng.
Rong Zhe called the two of them, but they still haven't reacted.
He thought for a while, then reached out and ordered one person to stay, "Leave a car and take these two home later. Make sure there is no mistake."
Waiting for Rong Zhe to leave.
The military airport was completely quiet, there was no sound of helicopters or conversations.
Only the patter of rain.
It took a long time for Ye Feng to come back to his senses. He looked down at Grandpa Ye stiffly, feeling his throat was dry, and his soul was floating in the air, as if waking up from a dream, "Dad, just now, did Rong Shao come, come? And those people from the international training camp, they, their name is Shaohua what... what?"