I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel)

The battle on the plains had ended. The Orbital Airborne Troops who cleared the battlefield reassembled. Before the enemy Ukrainian armored forces arrived, they disappeared into the northern forest.

As expected, two MiG-29 fighters whizzed through the air.

The First Airborne Brigade of Celestial Trade did not pay any attention. They had already withdrawn to the edge of the forest.

Once they entered the dense forest, no one could stop them.

With such a large-scale airborne attack, the government forces thought that the 58th Army of Russia on the border finally attacked. What they didn’t understand was how the Russians avoided their radar.

It was an entire brigade! Even aliens wouldn’t be able to erase an entire brigade from the radar!

Are all of their radars broken?

Two MiG-29s took off from the airport and rushed to the target airspace in full throttle.

The safety for the missiles was released, and the pilot even prayed by signalling a cross. He was prepared to engage in a dog fight with the Russian Su-35 fighters. However, what puzzled him was that not a single airplane was within the target airspace.

The expected battle did not occur. Looking at the white spots scattered on the thermal image screen, the two pilots couldn’t fathom how the airborne troops appeared.

With the original intention of suiciding with the Russian jets, the two MiG jets were both equipped with air-to-air missiles. In order to improve maneuverability, the 150 pairs of 30X165mm Fuel Air Explosives were removed.

The two MiGs could only watch the airborne brigade that annihilated their entire artillery force escape into the forest.

On the edge of the forest, Zhang Feng who was just looking at the radar gestured to the comrade next to him. The soldier nodded and lowered the air defense missile on his shoulder before putting the weapon on his back.

The task of their team was to secure the exit route, if the two MiGs were to launch an air strike, they would fire missiles in retaliation. However, the two MiGs only hovered in the air for a few laps before they flew away, without any intention to avenge their own people.

Of course, it was the best ending.

Zhang Feng sighed and walked into the forest.

“Sh*t, they just left like that? If I were on that jet, I would have definitely sprayed some bullets before I left.” With a rifle in hand and leaning against the back of the tree, an active Slavic boy raised two thumbs and pressed a few times, as if he was playing an arcade game.

His name was Sergey; a very popular name in Russia. He fought two years for the guerrillas in this region. Later, he somehow snuck into Xin, joined the foreign corp, and obtained legal status.

But he did not expect that he would return here in this fashion.

“You should be taught a lesson. I would do that for the two little birds.” The man next to him grinned and slapped the back of his head.

“Don’t mess with me, I didn’t close the safety, you should worry about your two pickled eggs.” Sergey grimaced and turned around, swaying his muzzle. The guy, scared, jumped to the side.

“If you two are going to make trouble, then just stay here. Others, keep up. It’s time to go.”

With the command of the captain, Sergey and the buffed soldier immediately stopped, and followed Zhang Feng. They began to chase after the brigade.

The raid on the artillery force was just their first mission tonight.

At the gas station ten kilometers away, another killing awaited.

…

Back at the military base, it was already one o’clock in the morning.

Having just watched a “firework show”, Jiang Chen did not feel sleepy at all. He only felt his empty stomach and the desire to eat something. However, at this time, the canteen of the military base was long closed. If he wanted to go out to eat, he would have to drive to a small town 10 kilometers away. So, his only option was to make something himself

He went straight to his apartment, tossed the jacket on the sofa, and then went to the fridge to take out noodles and other ingredients. While hymning, he made himself a bowl of chowder as the snack for the night.

Taking a deep breath of the white steam coming up from the bowl, Jiang Chen threw the spoon aside and nodded in satisfaction.

Just by the smell alone, the noodle shouldn’t taste bad!

Just as he put the noodles on the table, picked up the chopsticks, and was ready to eat, he heard knocking at the door

“Wait, I’m coming…” he shouted and put the chopsticks aside. Then he went to open the door. He saw Natasha, in plaid pajamas, standing at the door. He took a second to process this before he jumped to the side and pulled her into the room.

“Are you not afraid of catching a cold?”

Although more than half of April had gone by, the temperature was still very low, especially at night, even Jiang Chen didn’t dare to sway outside wearing only his pajamas.

As for why Natasha appeared in her pajamas, it was because she lived next door.

“For the Russians, this cold is nothing.”

Natasha’s lips curved up as she walked around Jiang Chen and scanned around.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up when she saw the bowl of noodles on the table, and gulped subconsciously.

Jiang Chen suddenly understood her intentions.

She was here to steal his food

“How did you know I had food here?” With a sigh of defeat, Jiang Chen asked.

“You Asians make a lot of noise when you cook.”

As a former agent. Natasha’s face didn’t turn red when she lied and Jiang Chen almost believed her.

What noise could he make while making noodles? Her nose was too sensitive!

“Am I…”

Jiang Chen only complained in his mind and did not state the truth.

Natasha, who got hungry from the smell of meat, rushed into the kitchen. She took a bowl and helped herself to some noodles before returning to Jiang Chen, giving him a charming smile.

Not being distracted by the smile, Jiang Chen keenly noticed that she was not only holding noodles, but was also holding a bottle of vodka.

While slurping on the noodles, Jiang Chen looked at her alcohol-induced flushed face and said, “This is the first time I have heard noodles go well with vodka.”

“That’s because you don’t understand Russians,” Natasha took out two cups. She first poured a cup for herself, and then filled a cup for Jiang Chen. “I have been waiting for you to come to Moscow. This one is on me. Here, take it.”

“You couldn’t find a better place to treat me to a drink? And I won’t even mention the fact that you are still using my vodka.” Jiang Chen rolled his eyes and put the glass on the side.

“Can you drink with me?” Natasha whispered.

“Is something wrong?”

“Sort of.” Natasha sighed.

The eyes that looked into the empty space were stained with memories as tears began to fill them.