When the chaos returned to peace, Zhou Qingfeng felt a little depressed.

The changes in Banana Country were intervened by rabbits, and the military deterrence of Hawks was also taken over by professional soldiers. Xiao Jinlang from China came to urge Zhou Qingfeng to go back, worried about his safety and trouble.

Zhou Qingfeng did not refuse, and he took "dog meat" to his Singapore Airlines A380 passenger plane. The first-class flight attendant only served a few people including him, and his service level was first-class, but he only had a few newspapers to pass the time.

No matter what newspaper it is, the headlines in the past few days have been slaughtered by the big explosion of the Rabbit Navy. Various photos, comments, speculations, and countless mysteries are shrouded in it. This sudden increase in naval power alone is enough to make surrounding countries tremble.

No matter how the rabbit says it is harmless, the neighbors around obviously don't think so.

When the Chinese people celebrated the great outbreak of their navy, Zhou Qingfeng, who was the source of the great outbreak, felt bored. There was no more "trash" worth picking up, and I am afraid that the days ahead will be boring.

In a trance, Zhou Qingfeng threw the newspaper aside and leaned against the sofa in the first class cabin and closed his eyes. He quickly fell asleep and entered his dream.

Zhou Qingfeng was very awake in his dream. He found himself standing on a street at dusk. The road was very broken, the buildings were old, and pedestrians were in a hurry. A hair salon was playing the song "Agree 98" and was repeating.

"I returned to Tianyang City twenty years ago in my dream?" Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and walked around casually without any surprise. He was very familiar with the environment of this street, with old shops, dim street lights, signs with missing words, numb pedestrians, and even trash cans in his memory.

When passing by a street intersection, a group of children ran past Zhou Qingfeng with a scream. Behind him, a fat middle-aged woman was shouting and chasing. A seven or eight-year-old child failed to escape and was caught and was beaten and cried.

This..., isn't this me?

These eyebrows, eyes, and heads are clearly Zhou Qingfeng from twenty years ago.

Seeing that he was beaten up in his childhood, how could Zhou Qingfeng ignore it? He stepped forward to hold the fat middle-aged woman and asked what was going on?

"This little guy stole the books from my book stall, and I found it and robbed the books and ran away." The middle-aged woman was very angry.

Ah..., there is still this?

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head and looked down at himself who was still stupid at the age of eight. Perhaps he had caused too many troubles when he was a child, and he no longer remembered stealing books.

How can this be called stealing when it comes to scholars?

"What book? I'll buy it." Zhou Qingfeng touched his pocket and had no money. He pulled down the watch he brought and handed it to the middle-aged woman, "This watch should be exchanged for your book."

The middle-aged woman took the watch and glanced. She probably felt that the watch was quite exquisite. She suddenly asked in a twisted manner: "How much does this watch cost? It's very expensive. Do you really use the watch to pay the bill for this child?"

"It's okay, it's up to this book." Zhou Qingfeng felt that the matter in this dream didn't matter, and waved his hand to be considered as the transaction was established.

The middle-aged woman left quickly, for fear that Zhou Qingfeng would regret it. The children who ran away in front came back one after another. Zhou Qingfeng also squatted down and asked her young self with a smile: "Why are you stealing books?"

"Because I like it, I don't have money." Qingfeng, the young man, was embarrassed and took out the book he stole and opened it.

It was a book called "Ship Knowledge", and the color page in the book is a high-definition large picture of 167'Shenzhen Ship'.

Ah...hahaha!

Zhou Qingfeng laughed happily, and he finally remembered what was going on. He was a primary school student, like all boys, like guns, cannons, planes, tanks, warships, etc., and even got lost for a while. When he saw his favorite military magazines, he couldn't afford it, and he actually wanted to take care of it.

Unfortunately, he was beaten even if he failed.

"Shenzhen ship, what an old warship." Zhou Qingfeng said happily.

"Who said? This is our best warship, which only joined the navy last year." The young Qingfeng actually raised his neck and argued, "This is our first ship to plant flowers, the most advanced one."

Hahaha... The first flower planting ship twenty years ago. Zhou Qingfeng suddenly felt a sense of vicissitudes of life.

When the young Qingfeng shouted loudly, a fatter child curled his lips and said disdainfully: "It's a pity that there is no 'Allie Burke'. I have an uncle in Japan. He said 'Allie Burke' is the best destroyer."

"No, Shenzhen ship is the best." Qingfeng, the young man, started arguing unconvincedly, "Everyone in the magazine said, it is very powerful."

"What do you know? It's better than the 'Big' level that is so bad." The fat child said contemptuously: "Do you know what 'Aegis'? Very powerful things, only Americans in the world have them, just put them on 'Ali Burke'. Is there a Shenzhen ship? It looks rustic."

When Qingfeng was young, he didn't know what "Aegis" was, and he couldn't argue, so he could only blush with anger.

The fat child continued to say proudly: "My uncle bought me many models, all of which are good things from abroad. Not to mention that your Shenzhen ship is comparable to "Ali Burke", even the Japanese "King Kong" level is not as good as the "King Kong" level. Do you know what "King Kong" level is? You don't understand it even after you say it."

What is 'Ali Burke', what is 'King Kong' level? I have never heard of Qingfeng in his childhood. His dumbfounded look made the fat child happy. "You deserve to like these domestic weapons. In fact, these are not as good as Americans."

"Do you know cruisers? A big and big warship, the United States has China or not."

"Do you know the battleship? It's also a big warship. The United States has China or not."

"Do you know the aircraft carrier? It's a super big warship, and the United States has China or not."

"I have all these warship models, which were given to me by my uncle. My uncle said that after studying hard, I can go to the United States, but if I really can't, I can go to Japan. If I stay in China, I have no future."

The fat child is very proud. In his eyes, he must have a future. His words have attracted other children to express envy. Everyone thinks that it is definitely very good to go to the United States and Japan when they grow up, but ordinary people will definitely not be able to go.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky, and all the children looked up at the sky, and the fat child pointed at the sky and shouted: "Look, J-7."

"This thing looks so rustic, it seems to be made of used waste aluminum in a garbage dump. Let me tell you, this kind of aircraft with a hole in the nose is very bad, and only those with a pointed nose are powerful aircraft."

As the fat child spoke, he took out a small bag from his schoolbag, which contained cards. This was a small thing contained in instant noodles on the street. One bag was filled with a piece. Some cards were characters from Water Margin, while the fat child took out a set of airplane cards.

"Look, this is a powerful plane. This is the f-117 "Nighthawk", which is very powerful. This is the f-15 "Eagle", this is the f-16 "Warfighting Falcon", this is the f-14 "Panda", this is the a-10 "Warthhog", this is the b-2 "Ghost". These are all very powerful, all American aircraft."

The fat child pulled out the plane cards one by one to show, but he was not allowed to touch other children, and he couldn't even stretch his finger. Seeing these beautiful fighter planes, thinking about the J-7 that just flew past the sky, all the little kids made a surprise sound. Even fools can compare who is better.

Qingfeng, who was young, also stared at him, and was very envious. After a long time, he asked weakly, "Do we not have a pointed plane?"

"Hahaha, yes. The J-82 is the pointed nose. Unfortunately, that kind of aircraft is regarded as a "man-fighting rocket" by Americans. We have to send the aircraft to the United States and ask Americans to help improve it, but they don't even look down on it.

By the way, here is my favorite f-22 Raptor, which is amazing. My uncle said that it is an epoch-making fighter, and no aircraft can fight against it in front of it. Our best J-8 only has a portion of dust in front of it."

The fat child took out a treasured F-22 aircraft card and deliberately covered it up, as if he would suffer damage when he saw it too much. The sci-fi appearance of the "Bird of Prey" made a bunch of kids sigh, and they all felt that this kind of aircraft must be powerful.

"I tell you that in another fifty years, China will not have a plane as powerful as the F-22. We can't even build a glass cover for the F-22, so let alone the rest. Let's not talk about it compared to the United States, we are not even as good as Japan. So when I grow up, I have to go abroad."

The fat child looked enough, took his plane card back into his schoolbag and went home arrogantly. The remaining little kids followed him and asked to please look at the f-22.

Qingfeng, who was young, did not follow. He was extremely frustrated and could only look up weakly and ask Zhou Qingfeng: "Is the planes in our country really that bad?"

Regarding this matter, Zhou Qingfeng also sighed, "Yes, it's really that bad now. It's even worse than we thought."

"Then our navy's warships are not as good as Americans, or even Japanese?" asked the young Qingfeng again.

"Yes, the gap between the navy and the Americans is even bigger than that between the air force and the Americans. It's so big that it's... desperate." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the magazine in his childhood, "The best thing we have now is the Shenzhen ship, but this thing fell behind as soon as it was born."

When he was young, Qingfeng suddenly lowered his head and cried, "Actually, I know that our country is very poor. The teacher taught us and told us that the wealth created by a Japanese is equivalent to sixty Chinese.

The teacher also said that even if our best Beijing and Shanghai combined, the wealth created in a year is only one-third of that in Hong Kong, not to mention Tokyo and New York. I feel very uncomfortable and I hate my country how weak it is."

Zhou Qingfeng could only continue to sigh. These days, literati admired foreigners and made up various stories to prove that foreigners are good. Japanese toilet water can be directly drunk, Japanese plates must be brushed seven times, Japanese children are better than our children, and so on...

Literature talks every day..., 'The economy is not as good as Japan, the technology is not as good as Japan, and the attitude is not as good as Japan. Japan is the best. We can't catch up with Japan at all, and chasing the United States is even more dreamy.'

"I actually want to read the book, but now I can't be happy." Qingfeng turned his head and said to Zhou Qingfeng: "I'm sorry, I'll return the magazine to the book stall owner and redeem your watch."

Zhou Qingfeng remembered the result of this incident... He was beaten by the book stall owner's wife, and was also accused of her parents, and then he was beaten up again when he went home. Since then, he has never read any military magazines again, nor has he cared about the country's army anymore, and he has even become a little angry young man.

"Wait..." Zhou Qingfeng called out to his childhood self, "I think..., I think I'm here to tell you something when I see you now."

"What's the matter?" Qingfeng, who was young, had already walked a distance, but he still looked back at Zhou Qingfeng.

"I want to tell you that in about ten years, we will have fighter jets that are comparable to F-22s."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that in ten years, we will have more than a dozen advanced destroyers like the 'Allie Burke'."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that in about ten years, we will have aircraft carriers, and at least two."

"real?"

"I want to tell you that Japan will be rampant for a few years, and we will soon be richer than it. In more than ten years, we will far surpass it.

At that time, Japan will be nothing in our eyes. Our future goal is to surpass the United States. At that time, there are only two countries in the world, one is China and the other is a foreign country."

"real?"

"I promise you that all this will come true, more true than real gold. China will be the world's dominance in the future, and we ordinary people will live a good life. Those who choose to be foreigners will regret it sooner or later.

The anger, suffering, and offend we have, will sooner or later return it to the enemy. When the foreigners come to our China, they will also praise the earth-shaking changes in our country. We will have a day of self-promotion, and this day will not be too far away!"

In the dream, the young Qingfeng happily took the magazine and went home happily. When Zhou Qingfeng woke up, he found himself in tears.

Xiao Yi, who was standing beside him, saw that he actually cried and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just dreaming." Zhou Qingfeng wiped his tears and smiled awkwardly.

Xiao Yi suddenly asked in confusion, "Why is your watch missing?"

Zhou Qingfeng's newly bought watch is very valuable, and he loses hundreds of thousands of dollars if it drops. But he raised his arm and looked blankly, and suddenly burst into laughter... Hahahahaha!
Chapter completed!