Universal system must die

Chapter 41, Netizens Convinced
The supplies were being installed urgently. A soldier came from a distance and stood at attention in front of Zhou Mucheng to salute.

"Report sir, your urgent call."

"Hey, I just got my urgent call?"

Zhou Mucheng was very curious, he was taken aback after opening it, and was so angry that he wanted to strangle Wang Hua to death.

"Ah Cheng, did you come here privately without reporting?"

"Fart, I suffered a loss once, but I can fall twice in the same thing, you see for yourself."

Zhou Mucheng glared at him angrily, but Wang Hua didn't dare to answer it, as it involved military secrets and he had no right to check them.

"I'm afraid of farts, and you have your share."

"I?"

Wang Hua was curious about the result document and was stunned.

[About Comrade Zhou Mucheng, together with the enthusiastic citizen Comrade Wang Hua, assisting in the guarantee document of disaster relief logistics work]
Zhou Mucheng complained dissatisfied, "Fuck, what does Auntie think, I'm his own nephew."

That's right, the person is still his son!

Wang Hua murmured in his heart.

Well, the brothers fought side by side again, remember where they were last time.

Is Shinjuku's Kabukicho Street winning glory for the country, or Pattaya's red light district.

As a large transport aircraft, the IL-76 has no pressure on 20 tons of supplies.

After the material installation was completed, the co-pilot waved from the air, and Zhou Mu set up and immediately returned to the plane.

Amid a huge roar, the IL-76 soared into the sky and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Wang Hua's heart was full of excitement. Everyone has a dream of being a soldier, especially the air force soaring in the blue sky, and he is no exception.

The brother who was sneaking with me at the beginning is now a major in the Air Force, and it is a pity not to join the army together.

The phone rang, it was He Ming's.

Wang Hua couldn't help being proud. In just a few hours, he completed 20 tons of supplies, including three tons of medicines.
Ordinary people wouldn't dare to think about it, and it wouldn't take three or five days for someone else to prepare everything.

Well, I can take credit like He Ming!

"Hey, Brother Wang, why haven't the supplies arrived? It's been a few hours."

"..."

Wang Hua suddenly felt bad, Mr. He, you are really the young master.

"He Ming, the distance between the two places is more than 1000 miles. It takes time to raise supplies, and seven hours is not long."

"Brother Wang, I can wait, but the victims cannot wait!"

"."

What he said made sense, but I was speechless, "He Ming, Brother Wang made a mistake, can't I correct it?"

Wang Hua wanted to cry, why is it so difficult to deal with this family.

"Okay, Brother Wang, remember to airdrop 20 tons of supplies every day."

You want to exhaust your brother to death, flying back and forth for 10 hours a day, Zhou Mucheng knew that he had to work hard with himself.

Think about the disaster victims can not wait, well, let Ah Cheng cry!
Wang Hua said silently, alas, it is better to quickly prepare supplies, 20 tons per day, this is the rhythm of becoming Yang Bailao.

Xiangyangpo, He Ming and Guan Qingzhou came here with hundreds of people and began to plan various places for their residence.

From small toilets to large drinking water projects, everything requires a process.

He Ming didn't understand. Fortunately, hundreds of people in the early stage were technicians, and they were proficient in everything about bricks, tiles, water and electricity. He only needed to make overall arrangements and deal with some unexpected exceptions.

Guan Qingzhou once again showed a good overall plan and arranged everything in an orderly manner, with He Mingle as the shopkeeper.

Six live broadcast rooms!
[Anyone want to bet, is the airdrop pilot a little sister or a little brother]
"Little brother."

"Miss."

"I guess it's a middle-aged uncle."

"Why can't it be Uncle Greasy?"

Netizens chatted enthusiastically, and He Ming posted another sentence.

[Why didn't you guess the father-in-law? ]
"Fuck, what's on the anchor's mind, I think you are like a father-in-law."

"The upstairs is right. This anchor is too coquettish. He is also interested in the father-in-law. It's not easy."

"You misunderstood the anchor, he obviously likes castrated ladyboys."

"The anchor likes transvestites so much, why don't you dress up as a sexy lady, and just pretend to be a transvestite."

[Continue to start the topic, this anchor can pretend to be a ladyboy if he loses, but if he wins, is he expressing his heart to the people in the disaster area]
"I'm a dragon in the new world, I promised you what I didn't say."

"The raccoon is Xiao Selang, the anchor is not bragging, ten cruise ships go."

"The carp plays at the dragon gate, you can see the airdrop, and the rockets come by a dozen."

"Xingyue Xiaojiao, the anchor doesn't brag, take a walk on the aircraft carrier."

"The number one beauty on Weibo, wait for the host to slap you in the face, and lose the Boeing 747."

He Ming laughed straight, and finally aroused the hearts of the five live broadcast local tycoons, but what kind of IDs are these, they still have their own connotations.

The time soon reached 05:30 in the afternoon, and there was no trace of waves in the quiet sky.

Netizens were impatient to wait and urged He Ming to quickly change his clothes.

Well, it's still interesting to watch a man turn into a woman.

boom!
A plane flew past, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound!
drop--

The system detects whether someone on the plane wants to talk to the host by radio, and whether it is connected.

connected.

"Hi, this is Flying Eagle 1, please answer if you receive it from the ground, please answer if you receive it from the ground!"

"I am the Great Emperor, I am the Great Emperor, please speak, Little Eagle, please speak, Little Eagle!"

"."

what the hell!

Zhou Mucheng complained, is this really his brother?
"Flying Eagle is ready, Flying Eagle is ready, and the materials will be delivered in tens of seconds, please pay attention to receive!"

"The emperor understands, Xiaoying, please start your performance."

"Fuck, let me be quiet."

Zhou Mucheng pressed down on the walkie-talkie, calmed down, and pressed the release button.

"Ten, nine, eighty-three, two, one."

boom!
The launch gate of the tail compartment opened, and the two-ton material dragged by the long tail quickly fell, and soon the long tail spread out with a bang and became a parachute.

After 5 minutes, the second item was delivered.
Five or ten minutes later, all the supplies were put in, and Zhou Mucheng was ready to return to the voyage.

"Flying Eagle is about to return, Flying Eagle is about to return, I wish the brothers on the ground good luck!"

With a whoosh, the huge Il-76 turned in a circle and flew in the same direction.

The voices of the two-person walkie-talkie were clearly transmitted to the major live broadcast rooms!
There are still materials slowly falling in the live broadcast footage, and ten giant packages are scattered everywhere, and netizens are dumbfounded.

Everyone thought that the so-called airdrop was a private jet carrying two or three tons of cargo, but they clearly saw the model of the plane.

The Il-76 large transport aircraft has a maximum load of nearly [-] tons.

The length of the pilot is 46.6 meters, and the wings are spread out, but it is a giant of 50 meters!
More importantly, this is an active military aircraft, and the August [-]st military flag logo can be seen on the tail cabin.

You can actually command a military transport plane to do airdrops, I'm so obedient!

Netizens were convinced, completely convinced.

"Brother Anchor, Little Pepper would like to send you my regards."

"In the next dragon's conclusion, the anchor is Shenhao!"

"The anchor's mystery refreshed my understanding of him."

"Brother, brother, I am so happy to transport supplies by air."

"I don't ask about world affairs for a long time, I don't want to be a young hero like the anchor, I admire it!"

"."

The six major broadcasting studios started offering rewards, and several million more were bought for disaster relief supplies.

After closing the live broadcast room, He Ming arranged for people to go to ten airdrop locations.

Xiangyang Slope is spacious and open, which is suitable for receiving supplies by airdrop. Transportation in the disaster area can only rely on flatbed trucks.

When the tents stood up one by one, forming a well-organized private area, I was grateful for the achievements in my heart.

(End of this chapter)