After Becoming a Little Sister

"Have you ever seen anyone who dares to take advantage of this situation?" Photographer Chen Ge gave her a blank look: "Look at the political literature, the Dongshan aircraft carrier battle group has just returned, and there are now two aircraft carrier battle groups. On Sanssouci Island, courting death is not like this."

Two heavy aircraft carrier battle groups, in the Southeast Asia Pacific region, are enough to crush the air force and navy of those small countries. Who would pick up trouble at this time can only be said to have entered the Pacific Ocean in their minds, and the zombies will be disappointed when they open their heavenly lids. Shaking his head.

While talking, two Ribbon Ji reappeared in everyone's field of vision, flew towards the southeast, and gradually disappeared.

"This is really going in the direction of Dongshan City." Photographer Chen Ge set up a camera to capture this rare scene: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's really cool to see from a close distance, it's awesome!"

"Don't come, what if the family stopped halfway?" Reporter Bichi was indifferent to constructing weapons or something: "How far is it to fly to Dongshan City from here."

"There is no way to go far. Do you think people don't want to save some money? We only have so many Ribbon Girls. If we really need something to do, we can only be transferred from different places." Photographer Brother Chen didn't even look up: "Ribbon Girls every The hourly flight cost has not been announced, but some military fans have counted the caressing ladies with similar parameters, and they fly in the sky for more than 20 yuan for an hour, and Ribbon Princess is probably not much cheaper, if it is not for urgent missions, who would be so prodigal.”

"Eh? So expensive?!"

"Well, it's so expensive." The rookie nodded and interjected with his fingers: "For a fixed-wing aircraft, the coating of the fuselage, engine life, loss of landing gear, fuel costs, and the pilots themselves will all cost money. money."

"...Why do you know this?"

"There was an air show, and I wanted to go to an interview, and I did a lot of homework." The little rookie said and scratched his head: "But I didn't go to it later. I changed it to another male reporter. He was better than me. Understand."

"Okay - so how long are we stuck in traffic now?"

"Looks like we're lucky." The driver uncle took a deep breath of cigarettes and said with joy: "The car in front has already started to move, and it's only before nine o'clock. Maybe we can catch up to the provincial capital for morning tea."

"...Go to the airport!" Xiao Cainiao took out his mobile phone and looked at the flight information: "It's not even nine o'clock, there are direct flights to Dongshan City, and it's too late to book tickets now!"

"What are you doing?" Bichi reporter was shocked: "Didn't you hear that a meteorite hit Dongshan City? You want to go back?!"

"Yes, I'm going back!" The little rookie clicked the booking button: "I'm going to shoot meteorites!"

"You are crazy!"

"I do not have."

"That's a meteorite!"

"I know, but I'm a reporter."

"...No! You can't say anything." Reporter Bitchi shook his head like a rattle: "I won't agree with you to go back, not to mention safety issues, it won't work if you just rush back like this, you can photograph it. what?"

"I know it's not safe. The flight just now was supposed to be the last one today, and all subsequent ones have been cancelled, so that's our last chance."

"Then you are going back!" The reporter Bichi was mad at the stubbornness of this little guy: "Just stay with me! You can go back after the meteorite is finished! You are running so fast now, Wan Wan As soon as you went back, you encountered a meteorite that fell and hit you on the forehead?"

"That's impossible, and even if I can't photograph the meteorite, I want to record the response of Dongshan City." Xiao Cainiao's eyes were serious: "Have you ever seen a city's reaction when faced with a meteorite? Have you seen those people's reactions? Expression? Do you want to know?"

"I..." Bichi reporter's eyes flickered, and then looked away: "I don't want to know!"

"Think about it, this is a special news material that the times have developed until now. In the early days, we couldn't predict meteorites at all. In the future, we don't care about meteorites at all - do you remember the last time that Siberia meteorite fell? The whole world is paying attention, but there is no more detailed material in the whole world. What they pass around is only the blurry pictures taken by some mobile phones, and even the pictures of the car recorder!"

Sitting on the waist of the Bichi reporter, the little rookie held her face like a demagogic succubus: "We are more familiar with Dongshan City than anyone else! As long as we rush back, we may record all this. ——This is this country... No, this is a rare scene in this world!"

"..."

"Think about it, if we face similar natural disasters in the future, everyone will use our records as analysis materials. What we record is not only people, but the whole society - it is human nature and society in the face of natural disasters. The most authentic performance! Do you want to see the ancient city of Pompeii that no one knows about after it was buried, or do you want to show the world the fate of the flood disaster in East China again?"

"...Enough!" Bichi reporter closed his eyes and breathed slightly: "I won't agree! You are not only a reporter in Dongshan City, and the whole world will not turn around without you, there will always be someone to record it. All this!"

"But we are professionals! Our job is to organize the most detailed and objective things and show them to everyone!"

"So you're just trying to satisfy your competitive spirit!"

"Yes! But that's why I chose to be a journalist! I want to see! To see the truest things! To see life, to see the world! To witness great events, to see the faces of the poor and the gestures of the proud! See strange things - machines, armies, crowds, jungles and shadows of the moon! See man's masterpieces - his paintings, tall buildings and discoveries, see behind walls, see inside houses, feel danger, To see men and the women and children they love, to see and enjoy, to see and shock, to see—and to understand!"

"You're completely copying words from Life magazine! Do you think I'd be persuaded by that? I—huh?!"

Before reporter Bichi finished speaking, she suddenly widened her eyes and felt the touch of the opponent's oppression - the little rookie who was sitting on her waist directly bent down, lay on reporter Bichi, and grabbed her. The collar kissed her lips.

After a few seconds, the clumsy rookie who was not proficient in kissing moved away, her lips were pink, and the half of her cheeks and earlobes that could be seen from reporter Bichi's point of view were all red. She seemed to be seducing in this way. Reporter Bitchi, let her switch to the enemy's camp.

But how did reporter Bichi——

"Good sister...please...I want..."

The little rookie approached the reporter Bichi's ear, and his voice was vaguely coquettish and crying, soft and glutinous like maltose sticking to his teeth.

maybe refuse...

Taking a deep breath, Bichi reporter gritted his teeth: "Sooner or later I will be killed by you. Last time I broke into other people's secret agencies, and now I am heading for the meteorite. Next time you meet Chernobyl I don't think I can hide from the recurrence of the accident... I'm really crazy!"

Saying that, she straightened up, raised her eyes towards the stunned front seat, and roared like a tigress protecting her cubs: "What are you looking at! I've never seen a good relationship between my sister and my sister!"

Only then did the driver's uncle react, and he hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt that had burned between his fingers, and then cleared his throat: "Then we are...cough, I mean, are we going to the airport or to the hotel?"

"Go to the airport!" Holding the little rookie's soft and fragrant body, reporter Bichi gritted his teeth for a while: "Let's be a foolish moth fighting the fire..."

The photographer, Brother Chen, just smiled, with a calm expression of 'I have seen a lot more': "When I was hanging out with Sister Lu, this scene was not a big deal, let's go."

"You make it sound like you are Mingyue Tianya, and has she ever seen what a meteorite hits like? No!"

"Have you seen it?" Brother Chen, the photographer, said with disdain: "I don't know who said something like 'If you go back, you will be hit on the head directly by a meteorite'."

"No normal person would rush to the place where they were smashed at such a time! Am I thinking rationally!"

"But you're irrational now?"

"I'm going to see it now! And my little rookie is the most legendary investigative reporter in the future! Mingyue Tianya has to step aside!" Reporter Bitchi narrowed his eyes: "Legendary investigative reporters must have a grand opening, just Come here from this time - help me contact the station, the cameraman, the OB van or the satellite communication equipment, I want all of them!"

"..."

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Xiquan Satellite Launch Base

The woman in Xuanpao sat in the conference room, face to face with an old man.

Academician Long looked at the woman in the dark robe in front of him. After being silent for a while, he sighed: "This... Senior Lu, can I ask, what is the relationship between you and Ms. Lu Yanling?"

"I've inherited her unfinished business and I'm fighting for it."

"So how much do you know about her achievements in aerospace?"

"I don't know at all!" The woman in Xuanpao said confidently, raising her finger to the sky: "But what I know is that an asteroid is about to hit the Blue Star, and we are sitting here talking about these irrelevant things. topic!"

"This is not an irrelevant topic." The old academician thought for a while, then said softly, "I need to know how much you know before I can tell you the rest...or choose to keep it a secret until I am completely old. one day."

"...What exactly are you trying to say?" The woman in Xuanpao frowned: "If you have doubts about my identity, then you can contact the higher-ups directly, I think they will confirm that I am me, and if it is about me in the What to expect from this knowledge or insight - then I can clearly say that I'm just a warrior with only a simple understanding of these scientific things."

Even in another world, she has witnessed the development of so many alchemy technologies with her own eyes, and she has not seen much sentimentality being cultivated.

Such things as science and technology will not deceive people, just like high numbers, no, no - at most, she used her status as the army commander back then to have some knowledge about the principles of advanced alchemy technology and magic technology. Just understand.

This is like the difference between the chairman of a technology company and an engineer in the company. There may be a chairman with a technical background. On the one hand, he is proficient in business operations, and on the other hand, he is a qualified engineer and technical talent. Musk, who disclosed his name, is obviously not the woman in Xuanpao herself.

Although in today's Blue Star, she can raise her hands and say that no one knows the details of the mysterious side better than her-Nobody knows more about magic than me.

But the mysterious side has nothing to do with aerospace Mao, and she can't unfold the wings of victory and fly directly to outer space.

After the ascension of the immortals, they still have to call back and say that this is a scam. According to the development of the sand sculpture novel, the ancestors who have ascended are all suffocated in the vacuum of the universe and turned into satellites in low-Earth orbit. Therefore, the ancestors say Even the stars in the sky are not bad.

"More than 30 years ago, I was just...an ordinary engineer." The old academician said so, and began to recall the past.

The woman in Xuanpao's expression was a little subtle, and she said in her heart that if you were a mediocre old man back then, you probably wouldn't be at the level of being the chief teacher now. You have to nod for all the projects that exceed trillions of dollars. This mediocre level and a certain Elementary school students are almost...

"There is a person just like you. I mean, she looks the same and has a similar name. Her name is Lu Yanling." The old academician stared into the eyes of the woman in Xuanpao. Not afraid of dry eyes, the old academician could only continue to say: "She was very familiar with the person in charge of our system at the time, and we all called her Lu Gong."

"And then? Did she send something into space at the beginning?" The woman in Xuanpao sighed and felt that it was a bit troublesome to chat with the old man, so she simply skipped the stage of recalling the past and went straight to the theme: "And left behind Relevant information, if something happens in the future, such as now, or someone like me appears, you will appear as a special plot NPC and give me that information?"

"...Yes, she left something behind."

"That's why I came here for this, thank you." The woman in Xuanpao stretched out her hand: "That may be useful in this crisis. In any case, I still have to go to the sky today, otherwise I won't worry."

In fact, she is very reassured about the professionals of the Republic, whether it is their work ethic or professional standards, she firmly believes that these warriors and engineers will fight to the last moment, and will not retreat to fight asteroids in the sky and on land, Or fight in the sea until the opponent is beaten into a melon skin and forced to retreat outside the populated area.

Go through fire and water, die without turning your heels, nothing more than that.

But she was not at ease about the fate of the fuck - Blue Star's group subconscious has already given too many hints through the open mouth of the milk beer rhubarb. If she does not hurry to the sky, I am afraid some will appear... No, it should be said in In the future development, there will definitely be some accidents that cannot be dealt with by today's preparations, and she needs to go to heaven to solve them herself.

This is the meaning of the existence of the protagonist, a brick to solve the dilemma of fate, where it needs to be moved.

But the old academician didn't take out a strange pendant from his pocket to indicate that it was called B-net, just launch it on it, and he didn't take out a bottle of chewing wine left by the fairy sister and said that it's fine to drink it. Going back to the past to save the world, the side effect is that she will swap bodies with a person of the opposite sex, and she didn't point to a certain direction at the base and say that we have a tall robot there, called Niu Gaoda for short, and she only needs to drive that robot. Asteroids can be pushed back.

The old academician just took the pen and paper and wrote a series of strange formulas on the paper: "This is what she let me remember back then."

As he said that, he added a sentence below and tore off the paper and handed it to the mysterious woman.

"..."

People who suddenly feel that they don't study hard really have no future...

The mysterious woman muttered in her heart, took the piece of paper, looked up at the strange formula for a while, and raised her head, somewhat uncertain: "This is... a coordinate?"

"I don't know." The old academician folded his hands, with a nostalgic expression on his face: "I don't actually have much contact with her, but Lu Gong is a very wise being, and everything she does has her reasons—and These truths have been verified to be correct after a long, long time, so we once rumored that she could see the future."

"I think science should be respected." The woman in Xuanpao said in such a low voice, her eyes moved down to see the added sentence, her pupils shrank suddenly—

【When the stars are dim, don't look up】

"Who told you this sentence?!" The woman in Xuanpao folded her fingertips, and the paper was wrinkled by her pinching: "Or, where did you hear it from?"

"This is also what Lu Gong said. She said it many times before. I think it's not just me who remembers it." The old academician was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"...No, nothing."

From the bottom of the mysterious robe girl's heart, a shocking wave suddenly rose up - this is a warning from another world to the starry sky, how could the fairy sister know?

She knew very well that the other party was a native of the Blue Star. Whether it was a body or a soul, they all carried the Blue Star's brand... Could it be a reincarnation?

With eyes twinkling, the woman in Xuanpao put away the piece of paper: "Can you tell me what happened to her back then? I mean - the weirder kind, for example, she showed some abilities that others didn't know, or Some special experiences."

"The prototype of the Zhuxian is actually not the current one." After thinking for a while, the old academician didn't know why, and talked about the Zhuxian: "30 years ago, during the Cold War when Misu was fighting for hegemony, we actually built another one. The prototype of the Zhuxian, but the prototype of the aerospace plane is a product of the Mikoyan Design Institute, code-named MiG 105, and the person who led everyone to make this aerospace plane at that time was Lu Gong."

The woman in Xuanpao blinked—she had wondered why Blue Star had come up with a black technology that was not available on the Earth's world line.

But what kind of weird thing is this?

"That aerospace plane has been successfully tested three times, but the fourth time it crashed due to a malfunction." The old academician took out a small book with a somewhat worn cover, turned to the yellowed pages at the front, and searched with his eyes. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he pressed the book on the table, turned his head and moved in the direction of the mysterious woman: "This is the flight time of the aircraft that we recorded at the beginning."

The mysterious woman took it for unknown reasons, carefully flipped through it, and immediately frowned: "This record... is it a mistake?"

For the first flight, the flight time was recorded on the ground for 1 hour and 17 minutes, and the instrument in the aircraft recorded the flight time for 1 hour and 57 minutes.

For the second flight, the flight time was recorded on the ground for 1 hour and 21 minutes, and the instrument in the aircraft recorded the flight time for 3 hours and 11 minutes.

For the third flight, the flight time was recorded on the ground for 1 hour and 15 minutes, and the instrument in the aircraft recorded the flight time for 17 hours and 22 minutes.

"That's right. We checked it many times at the beginning, and it was recorded truthfully."