After Becoming a Little Sister

At that time, the Republic and Maozi had already broken up. After all, in 79, Alfred had secretly visited the Republic for the past 8 years. The Republic and the Millennium amply illustrate the relationship between the great powers

In 79, when Maozi provoked Southeast Asia? To do something, the Republic beat the opponent until his mother didn't know him, and even tore his face completely, so that in 80, when Maozi entered the imperial cemetery, the Republic turned back Together with Milijian and Baba Yang, they formed an opposition alliance and boycotted the Moscow Olympics for [-] years.

But how can you recognize this?The Republic has always been the wronged one.

Hearing this, Alia and Khaki shook their heads wildly: "I don't even know what you are talking about."

"That's right, there's no excuse for any crime you want to impose."

"You—you—" Spicy Chicken Slapped the table: "The weapons used by the rebels in the Imperial Cemetery were still imported from you! It was our military-industrial complex in Millikin! There are even thousands of mules!"

"Pfft..." Lianhua couldn't hold back and laughed directly: "Mule, mule or something..."

"Don't laugh!" Aliya patted her lightly: "Respect Teacher Ma!"

"You are Teacher Ma! Your whole family is Teacher Ma—what kind of transportation is used in the mountainous area of ​​the Imperial Cemetery? Mules and donkeys are the best!"

In fact, it’s not just mules and donkeys that are the best to use. Considering the education situation in Central Asia, not to mention transportation vehicles, as far as weapons are concerned, there are really not many people who can use high-tech weapons. can't read.

So at that time, Millikin purchased one billion light infantry weapons from the Republic, all of which were solid five-six-and-a-half, four-zero-fire, red-tasseled five, 107 pipe organs and the like.

Especially the Hongying 7, which is a imitation of Maozi's SA-7, and the Vietnamese used the SA-24 to take down [-] planes in the United States.

The Republic saw that this thing was a bit powerful, so it quickly came back and developed one by itself, which was later exported to many places. The Imperial Graveyard was the first batch of customers to use it.

The individual shoulder-launched anti-aircraft missile with a total weight of only [-] kilograms can be directly aimed at it, and it can be directly thrown away after shooting. No wonder those customers say that this thing is better than the Stinger. It's comfortable, and it's over.

Maozi suffered enough from Hongyingwu, so that Mi Lijian was also frightened later, and the Republic was not allowed to sell this product to the outside world.

The Republic is good at doing good, and it will still give it some face, so it didn't sell Hongying Wu.

Sell ​​Hongying VI instead!

In order not to irritate the friends, the name was also changed to FN6, codenamed Feinu.

It didn't sell too much, but it sold a few more copies to countries in South America.

The reason why spicy chicken shreds is uncomfortable when it comes to the Imperial Cemetery is that this piece of meat is not eaten much in the final analysis-although she can get a piece of the pie if Millikin's troops purchase it, but what about the enemy?

An excellent arms dealer just wants to sell things to both sides, and then watch them fight.

It would be better if the missiles shoot at random and the planes fall randomly. A high-priced missile is several million, and a fighter jet is tens of millions. Isn't this money dropped from the sky?

But the imperial cemetery just can't understand their high-tech weapons, and would rather use the industrial waste of the Republic to fight.

"And you still support them!" Spicy Chicken Gritted his teeth: "It's fine that you sell weapons! You even help them train officers! What do you mean! Ah! What do you mean!"

What do you mean?

Now that the Imperial Cemetery is full of guerrilla fighters, what else can the patriarch personally train and train?

Khaki Wild and Alia kept their expressions on their faces, so they didn’t laugh directly. Of course, the Republic does not support the civil strife in any country, but if it meets those poor friends who need help to resist the invaders, they will still lend a helping hand Yes, this is called justice.

When the Soviet Union invaded them, the Republic supported the Rebellion of the Imperial Cemetery.

Now that Militia is invading them, of course the Republic should do the right thing.

The Republic doesn't fight, but builds roads and rebuilds, helps them open mines and repair hospitals, and has signed many orders for more than ten years.

Looking at the smothered smiles on the faces of these two guys who said 'my wife is having a baby', Spicy Chicken Silk probably knew that Millikin was in the wrong, so he stopped talking for a while, sat down and muttered that others couldn't hear her. The purring sound is clear, like a cat whose lingering rhyme has not been exhausted after the fried fur has finished being angry.

"So why on earth are you... fighting for—should I say fighting for it?" Lianhua thought for a while, then asked doubtfully, "Wanting for the support of that balalaika aunt?"

"Because we're going to wage a just war."

"war?!"

"Yes, the war has a different positioning from the very beginning. The Eastern European branch of the Gate of Reality is not a running dog of a chaebol. They are essentially a warlord organization." Khaki pushed his glasses wildly: "To deal with this kind of warlord organization." The organization of military bases and standing military forces can only be done in another way, and it is of little use for us to end in person."

"So you're looking for... mercenaries?"

"Mere mercenaries are not enough. There is no legal justice. Maozi may allow his own people and the dark world organization to bite dogs, but he will not allow someone to invite mercenaries to do things. This is of a different nature."

"Is that so..."

"So we have to find an ally to help them realize their dreams. It's like Wang in leather pants. The difference is that he forms a band and we form an army." Alia said, poking the baguette into Da Liba's body forcefully : "Hang all those damned guys on the lampposts!"

After all, the French stick can’t beat Daliba. The former just fell into a pit, but the French stick broke directly. Alia smashed the countertop with the broken Hammer of Faleba, and then looked at the sunken hole. The painted surface of the wooden table pretended that nothing happened: "We can't take away the things we want to grab, and Maozi's official will not help us, so we can only use this method to expel the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth, and then we will have a new life." It's theirs, friendship is ours, and the testimony of friendship is what we want."

"……what?"

"A hadron collider!"

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europa randolph estate

"What Lao Zhuang and the others mean is to support a new dark world organization and drive out the Eastern European branch. Otherwise, there is really no way to ensure that such a big guy who can't be moved away..."

Brother Qiangqiang looked at the strong girl who fell into a deep sleep after being injected with the magic version of starlight potion, and sighed: "I hope they can get these things done as soon as possible, and finish the work over there quickly, so that they can clean up the big devil."

"So who is the big devil?" The blonde Hirano was sorting out the injection, and she frowned as she pushed the syringe out of the air in her hand: "Is it the leader of a terrorist organization like Des Moines?"

"It's a much more powerful leader than Des Moines—I even doubt that her tentacles have reached the official Europa."

"Hey! It sounds like some kind of monster...Speaking of which, I originally wanted to go back to Japan to see Ichiyo, but I was caught by you to help, how do you want to compensate me?"

"What compensation?"

"Uh huh—for example, you can compensate me for yourself?" The blond-haired Hirano lit up the syringe in his hand: "This is the latest powerful medical anesthetic developed by our group! If the full dose is used for a while, even an African elephant can survive." Only three seconds!"

As she said that, she sneered, and showed the shining needle to Brother Qiangqiang: "If I give you a shot of this, then I will give you a shot of dopamine booster! Hehehe!"

Brother Qiangqiang looked at her silently, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Blonde Hirano didn't know it yet: "Although it has been diluted, the effect is similar. The only difference is that the anesthesia time is shorter, and there will be no sequelae. The recovery is very fast. It will be much more convenient for us to seize the medical drug market in the future."

However, Brother Qiangqiang didn't seem to hear, he just reached out and grabbed her wrist holding the needle, and slammed her against the wall like a domineering president.

Blonde Hirano was caught off guard and was taken aback for a moment: "Yeah——"

"What did you just say?" The domineering president Qiangqiang looked at her.

"I, I was just joking..." The blonde Hirano blushed, "You, what are you going to do?!"

"This anesthetic is really as effective as you say?" Brother Qiangqiang lowered his voice, his voice was full of magnetism: "It will work in three seconds? Are you lying to me?"

"This, this is the Japanese side... last time Gu Langji...nerve rupture...enhanced version..."

The blond-haired Hirano's eyes wandered, the roots of his ears were red, and he couldn't even speak coherently.

Brother Qiangqiang smiled, and there was a deep meaning in that smile that couldn't be concealed.

He held the hand of the blond Hirano holding the syringe: "Since it's so easy to use, why don't you try it?"

"Try something——" the blonde Hirano seemed to have come to his senses, and his voice was a little crying: "Don't use... here... I..."

"Since it's so easy to use, then hurry up and prepare twenty copies for me—no, forty copies!" Brother Qiangqiang let go of her, with a relaxed expression on his face: "This is a good thing for life-saving! Be prepared! Hey, why are you so red in the face? ? Have a fever?"

"To shut up!"

"No, I'm just asking you to order some experimental medicine. As for it? I approved your research funding."

"I said shut up!"

"Okay, shut up, shut up, really, women are so difficult to understand, why are you angry when you were fine before?"

Brother Qiangqiang shook his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"You—" Blonde Hirano gritted his teeth and directly stuck the needle in Brother Qiangqiang's shoulder: "You bastard! Lay down for me!"

"?!"

Brother Qiangqiang staggered and supported the edge of the table. At the last second when his vision went black, he saw the blonde Hirano take out another tube of strange pink potion from his pocket. With rippling eye waves that were about to drip down, she bit her lower lip and just looked at him 'fiercely'.

"Boom——"

The milk beer rhubarb downstairs in the laboratory shook the newspaper and looked at the ceiling with some doubts.

He raised his watch to confirm the monitoring information - well, everything is normal, there is no problem.

The young master's safety tonight is absolutely perfect!

Shaking the newspaper again, Milk Beer Rhubarb continued to watch the latest football game news with satisfaction. In the SFK Football League, a certain team set a new historical record for the game by chasing two and three and losing their opponent...

PS: I didn’t finish my work today, so I was just in a hurry to update the episode. This article will be postponed until tomorrow. If you like the episode, you can check it out.

PS2: What did Huang Xudong say?

PS3: continue tomorrow

Section 983 0964-one plus one equals two, and then solve calculus (for September monthly ticket 9/?

Night on the outskirts of Moscow.

Crossed out—the middle of the night in the urban-rural fringe of Stalingrad—

A tall figure is sitting behind the desk. The lamp on the desk only illuminates the area under the lamp. There are several documents on the desk, including photos, detailed written materials, and some blacked-out files , on the cover is the KSB logo.

In the tea mug next to the file, there was a faint white mist from the brown-black coffee, and it was obvious that no milk had been added.

The tall figure leaned on the high-backed office chair, overlooking the person in front of him: "Are you sure, she said so?"

"I'm sure." A bald man wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Colonel Bayan's daughter—I mean, if she is Colonel Bayan's daughter, then she is your niece, that's right!"

"..."

The tall figure stood up, and the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her reflected the lights of thousands of houses in the distant city. An unworn windbreaker was just casually worn, which set off her already tall figure even more generously.

"Major, she means... She wants to see you, do you want to arrange a place?"

After a moment of silence, the tall figure turned his head slightly and said: "I know, but tell her, I refuse. If she is Bayan's daughter, I am happy that she can live well, but there is nothing I can do to help you." For her, tell her to live her own life, and if she encounters something she can't help, come to me again, maybe I can save her life then."

"This--"

"She works for the Republic, maybe she is not directly employed by the government, but obviously, her current employer has a good relationship with the government."

The tall woman had a hoarse voice. She took out the cigarette case and shook it. She reached out to the match finger and paused. After all, she didn't light the cigarette, but just held it in her mouth like this: "This is a good thing, but after getting involved with us, That's a bad thing."

"Why, why?"