Spy Wars: I have spy skills, it’s so damn cool!

Sun Lang, dressed in black with only his eyes exposed, said: Wow, you are so brave to talk to him like that.

The first two times this guy was trembling and scared towards him, but now he has become even bolder after this.

But it was him who was in the wrong and now he had to ask for help.

Even if the other party really doesn't help him, he can't do anything to the other party.

At most you can threaten him with his children and wife.

"Let's go. The person outside is a child. He was shot and is now unconscious."

Telling the other party about the injury in advance can also allow him to be prepared.

I'm not worried about anything else. After all, Dr. Huang has saved someone in a state of suspended animation last time.

"Humph."

Although Dr. Huang was still very unhappy, he was a doctor after all and he knew the seriousness of the matter. He knew that now was not the time to talk about these things.

With a cold snort, he walked around Sun Lang and went outside.

At this time, he was not so afraid that Sun Lang would attack his family.

It may be that although Sun Lang threatened him before, he gave him a reward after he saved the person, and the reward was quite a lot.

This made Dr. Huang feel that Sun Lang was not a bad person.

Doctor Huang also thought that if the victim of a gunshot wound like this was the Japanese, they would not come to him and would send him directly to the hospital.

So it is possible that this person is from the Red Party, the Military Control Commission, or a righteous bandit.

Based on these contacts, Dr. Huang initially thought that Sun Lang was a member of the Red Party, but when he saw how much he was paid each time, he felt that he might be a member of the Military Control Commission.

He knew that the Red Party was poor and would not come up with so much money.

No matter who Sun Lang is, Dr. Huang feels that as long as he saves people honestly, he and his family will not be in danger.

It was because I had this idea in mind that I dared to be so bold in my anger just now.

With previous experience, the child’s wounds were treated quickly this time, and the child was still in a deep coma not long after the suspended animation was lifted.

No anesthesia was needed, and no help from Sun Lang was needed. The operation was performed easily and took only half an hour.

After leaving the money, Sun Lang picked up the child and left.

Not a word was said during the conversation.

To avoid exposing your true identity, it is better to speak less.

Looking at the money left behind, Dr. Huang sighed with a complicated look in his eyes: "It really comes and goes in a hurry, and it is thrown away after use."

After leaving the courtyard, Sun Lang's figure blended into the darkness and he put the child into the space.

The person is still in a coma and cannot move around after just having surgery. It would be safer to keep him in a space.

Instead of going back, he walked towards the dead mailbox.

After putting the note in, Sun Lang stayed near the small shabby house where he had been doing handovers with the Red Party.

I'm too lazy to go back, so I'll just stay here and wait for them.

He entered the shabby house, took out the quilt from the space and put the child on the bed.

The space is in a static state, which is not conducive to physical recovery. Let the person out to recuperate, and if the Red Party comes, they can take him away.

In order to avoid being discovered by the Red Party, Sun Lang could not stay in the dilapidated house. If he was blocked by someone, he would be doomed.

I came to where I was before, sat down, leaned against the wall, closed my eyes and rested.

Thinking of the person he had just killed, he opened the agent system and turned to the lottery page.

The middle shows that there is one chance to draw a lottery.

Click and watch the pointer spin.

"The lucky draw is over. The prizes are two A4 fighter jets."

"I rely on..."

Seeing this, Sun Lang, who was a little sleepy, woke up immediately and stood up from the ground excitedly.

Looking at the agent system page in front of him again and again, he was sure that he was not mistaken. They were two A4 fighter jets.

The A4 fighter is the most advanced fighter produced in this era, and its products are definitely top-notch.

One difference is that the A4 fighter jet makes very little noise.

I believe everyone knows that when the Japanese fighter planes fly through the sky, the sound makes people feel uneasy and stuffy.

As soon as I heard the sound, I knew something bad was going to happen, and I knew a bomb was going to be dropped.

The A4 fighter jet is not silent, it's just half as loud as that one.

Even in modern times, it would make people who develop those aircraft jealous.

Looking at the two black and gold fighter jets, Sun Lang was excited.

I can't wait to release it now for research.

The first time he saw the two fighter jets, Sun Lang thought to himself that he must learn how to fly.

No matter what, I will definitely enjoy flying a fighter jet in the future.

This is a fighter jet, not some other kind of plane.

"But, system, did you make a mistake?"

"Every time we draw a lottery before, the number of planes is tens of thousands. Why are there only two this time?"

Sun Lang touched his chin and thought about it, and felt that this fighter jet must be more useful than other things and more expensive, so he gave two of them.

If you really calculate, I wonder how many chickens and sheep I can buy with just this one fighter jet.

There is really no comparison.

"Suck it..."

The more I look at it, the more I like it. Two fighter jets are floating in the air in the storage space.

The black texture and the appearance of the phone can be described in one word: cool.

Imagine flying in a fighter jet like this, soaring through the sky and flying freely.

Just thinking about Sun Lang in my mind makes me excited.

"I'll definitely try it when I have time. But first I have to learn how to drive."

“And you can only figure it out on your own.”

He couldn't leave his current identity, and it was even more impossible for him to go to the Japanese fighter base.

If no one teaches you, then learn it yourself.

The consciousness sank into the space, gradually approaching the fighter plane, and then opened the transparent cover on it.

Looking inside, I was shocked.

Like the outside, the materials inside are all black and gold, which is very textured. There is only one seat and the operating table inside is also simple and clear.

The most important thing is that the text above is all in Chinese.

What surprised Sun Lang the most was that there was an instruction manual inside.

"With this manual, are you still worried about not being able to fly a plane? No, a fighter jet."

I couldn't wait to take it out, and just as I was about to open it, I remembered that it was the middle of the night and it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.

Just put it in the space and look through it.

It took me two hours to read this manual. The manual not only taught me how to fly a fighter jet, but also clearly marked the function of every part of the fighter jet.

There are also very detailed assembly patterns.

It's like teaching you how to build an airplane.

Of course, the most difficult thing is not in the books, but in practice.

Anyway, Sun Lang felt that even if he knew the book by heart, it would still be very difficult for him to build an airplane.

This is not something that can be accomplished by one person. It takes time and manpower to build something like this.

Another thing is that materials are needed. These materials are not ordinary iron, but contain other minerals, so they are not so easy to make.

However, it would be difficult for him if he gave these things to the Red Party.

Sun Lang believes that it won’t be long, and there will be results within a year at most.