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近20年来,中囯遭受的6大耻辱事件...,中国人要牢记!

更新时间:2022-07-28 08:58:40点击:253

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国家的尊严的与个人的荣辱永远是密不可分的,认清这一点国人便会对国家尊严更多了一分关注。虽然个人能量十分有限,但出一份绵薄之力,总能给国家在前进的路上多一块石子铺路,总能让国家少走一点弯路,总能给我们子孙后代一点点警醒,让他们明白:只有脚下这方土地才是每个中国人最可靠的依赖,任何时候都要发自内心挚爱这片热土。且永远不要忘记,那些年我们曾经走过的坎坷之路。



169. Don t let yesterday use up too much of today. 别留念昨天了,把握好今天吧。(Will Rogers) 170. If you are not brave enough, no one will back you up. 你不勇敢,没人替你坚强。171. If you don t build your dream, someone will hire you to build theirs. 如果你没有梦想,那么你只能为别人的梦想打工。172. Beauty is all around, if you just open your heart to see. 只要你给自己机会,你会发现你的世界可以很美丽。173. The difference in winning and losing is most often...not quitting. 赢与输的差别通常是--不放弃。(华特·迪士尼) 174. I am ordinary yet unique. 我很平凡,但我独一无二。175. I like people who make me laugh in spite of myself. 我喜欢那些让我笑起来的人,就算是我不想笑的时候。176. Image a new story for your life and start living it. 为你的生命想一个全新剧本,并去倾情出演吧!177. I d rather be a happy fool than a sad sage. 做个悲伤的智者,不如做个开心的傻子。178. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. 未来属于那些相信梦想之美的人。(埃莉诺·罗斯福) 179. Even if you get no applause, you should accept a curtain call gracefully and appreciate your own efforts. 即使没有人为你鼓掌,也要优雅的谢幕,感谢自己的认真付出。180. Don t let dream just be your dream. 别让梦想只停留在梦里。181. A day without laughter is a day wasted. 没有笑声的一天是浪费了的一天。(卓别林) 182. Travel and see the world; afterwards, you will be able to put your concerns in perspective. 去旅行吧,见的世面多了,你会发现原来在意的那些结根本算不了什么。183. The key to acquiring proficiency in any task is repetition. 任何事情成功关键都是熟能生巧。《生活大爆炸》 184. You can be happy no matter what. 开心一点吧,管它会怎样。185. A good plan today is better than a perfect plan tomorrow. 今天的好计划胜过明天的完美计划。186. Nothing is impossible, the word itself says  I m possible ! 一切皆有可能!“不可能”的意思是:“不,可能。”(奥黛丽·赫本) 187. Life isn t fair, but no matter your circumstances, you have to give it your all. 生活是不公平的,不管你的境遇如何,你只能全力以赴。188. No matter how hard it is, just keep going because you only fail when you give up. 无论多么艰难,都要继续前进,因为只有你放弃的那一刻,你才输了。     When Paul Jobs was mustered out of the Coast Guard after World War II, he made a wager with his crewmates. They had arrived in San Francisco, where their ship was decommissioned, and Paul bet that he would find himself a wife within two weeks. He was a taut, tattooed engine mechanic, six feet tall, with a passing resemblance to James Dean. But it wasn’t his looks that got him a date with Clara Hagopian, a sweet-humored daughter of Armenian immigrants. It was the fact that he and his friends had a car, unlike the group she had originally planned to go out with that evening. Ten days later, in March 1946, Paul got engaged to Clara and won his wager. It would turn out to be a happy marriage, one that lasted until death parted them more than forty years later. Paul Reinhold Jobs had been raised on a dairy farm in Germantown, Wisconsin. Even though his father was an alcoholic and sometimes abusive, Paul ended up with a gentle and calm disposition under his leathery exterior. After dropping out of high school, he wandered through the Midwest picking up work as a mechanic until, at age nineteen, he joined the Coast Guard, even though he didn’t know how to swim. He was deployed on the USS General M. C. Meigs and spent much of the war ferrying troops to Italy for General Patton. His talent as a machinist and fireman earned him commendations, but he occasionally found himself in minor trouble and never rose above the rank of seaman. Clara was born in New Jersey, where her parents had landed after fleeing the Turks in Armenia, and they moved to the Mission District of San Francisco when she was a child. She had a secret that she rarely mentioned to anyone: She had been married before, but her husband had been killed in the war. So when she met Paul Jobs on that first date, she was primed to start a new life. Clara, however, loved San Francisco, and in 1952 she convinced her husband to move back there. They got an apartment in the Sunset District facing the Pacific, just south of Golden Gate Park, and he took a job working for a finance company as a “repo man,” picking the locks of cars whose owners hadn’t paid their loans and repossessing them. He also bought, repaired, and sold some of the cars, making a decent enough living in the process. There was, however, something missing in their lives. They wanted children, but Clara had suffered an ectopic pregnancy, in which the fertilized egg was implanted in a fallopian tube rather than the uterus, and she had been unable to have any. So by 1955, after nine years of marriage, they were looking to adopt a child. Like Paul Jobs, Joanne Schieble was from a rural Wisconsin family of German heritage. Her father, Arthur Schieble, had immigrated to the outskirts of Green Bay, where he and his wife owned a mink farm and dabbled successfully in various other businesses, including real estate and photoengraving. He was very strict, especially regarding his daughter’s relationships, and he had strongly disapproved of her first love, an artist who was not a Catholic. Thus it was no surprise that he threatened to cut Joanne off completely when, as a graduate student at the University of Wisconsin, she fell in love with Abdulfattah “John” Jandali, a Muslim teaching assistant from Syria. Jandali was the youngest of nine children in a prominent Syrian family. His father owned oil refineries and multiple other businesses, with large holdings in Damascus and Homs, and at one point pretty much controlled the price of wheat in the region. His mother, he later said, was a “traditional Muslim woman” who was a “conservative, obedient housewife.” Like the Schieble family, the Jandalis put a premium on education. Abdulfattah was sent to a Jesuit boarding school, even though he was Muslim, and he got an undergraduate degree at the American University in Beirut before entering the University of Wisconsin to pursue a doctoral degree in political science. In the summer of 1954, Joanne went with Abdulfattah to Syria. They spent two months in Homs, where she learned from his family to cook Syrian dishes. When they returned to Wisconsin she discovered that she was pregnant. They were both twenty-three, but they decided not to get married. Her father was dying at the time, and he had threatened to disown her if she wed Abdulfattah. Nor was abortion an easy option in a small Catholic community. So in early 1955, Joanne traveled to San Francisco, where she was taken into the care of a kindly doctor who sheltered unwed mothers, delivered their babies, and quietly arranged closed adoptions. Joanne had one requirement: Her child must be adopted by college graduates. So the doctor arranged for the baby to be placed with a lawyer and his wife. But when a boy was born—on February 24, 1955—the designated couple decided that they wanted a girl and backed out. Thus it was that the boy became the son not of a lawyer but of a high school dropout with a passion for mechanics and his salt-of-the-earth wife who was working as a bookkeeper. Paul and Clara named their new baby Steven Paul Jobs. When Joanne found out that her baby had been placed with a couple who had not even graduated from high school, she refused to sign the adoption papers. The standoff lasted weeks, even after the baby had settled into the Jobs household. Eventually Joanne relented, with the stipulation that the couple promise—indeed sign a pledge—to fund a savings account to pay for the boy’s college education. There was another reason that Joanne was balky about signing the adoption papers. Her father was about to die, and she planned to marry Jandali soon after. She held out hope, she would later tell family members, sometimes tearing up at the memory, that once they were married, she could get their 别让梦想只停留在梦里。181. A day without laughter is a day wasted. 没有笑声的一天是浪费了的一天。(卓别林) 182. Travel and see the world; afterwards, you will be able to put your concerns in perspective. 去旅行吧,见的世面多了,你会发现原来在意的那些结根本算不了什么。183. The key to acquiring proficiency in any task is repetition. 任何事情成功关键都是熟能生巧。《生活大爆炸》 184. You can be happy no matter what. 开心一点吧,管它会怎样。baby boy back. Arthur Schieble died in August 1955, after the adoption was finalized. Just after Christmas that year, Joanne and Abdulfattah were married in St. Philip the Apostle Catholic Church in Green Bay. He got his PhD in international politics the next year, and then they had another child, a girl named Mona. After she and Jandali divorced in 1962, Joanne embarked on a dreamy and peripatetic life that her daughter, who grew up to become the acclaimed novelist Mona Simpson, would capture in her book Anywhere but Here. Because Steve’s adoption had been closed, it would be twenty years before they would all find each other. Steve Jobs knew from an early age that he was adopted. “My parents were very open with me about that,” he recalled. He had a vivid memory of sitting on the lawn of his house, when he was six or seven years old, telling the girl who lived across the street. “So does that mean your real parents didn’t want you?” the girl asked. “Lightning bolts went off in my head,” according to Jobs. “I remember running into the house, crying. And my parents said, ‘No, you have to understand.’ They were very serious and looked me straight in the eye. They said, ‘We specifically picked you out.’ Both of my parents said that and repeated it slowly for me. And they put an emphasis on every word in that sentence.” Abandoned. Chosen. Special. Those concepts became part of who Jobs was and how he regarded himself. His closest friends think that the knowledge that he was given up at birth left some scars. “I think his desire for complete control of whatever he makes derives directly from his personality and the fact that he was abandoned at birth,” said one longtime colleague, Del Yocam. “He wants to control his environment, and he sees the product as an extension of himself.” Greg Calhoun, who became close to Jobs right after college, saw another effect. “Steve talked to me a lot about being abandoned and the pain that caused,” he said. “It made him independent. He followed the beat of a different drummer, and that came from being in a different world than he was born into.” Later in life, when he was the same age his biological father had been when he abandoned him, Jobs would father and abandon a child of his own. (He eventually took responsibility for her.) Chrisann Brennan, the mother of that child, said that being put up for adoption left Jobs “full of broken glass,” and it helps to explain some of his behavior. “He who is abandoned is an abandoner,” she said. Andy Hertzfeld, who worked with Jobs at Apple in the early 1980s, is among the few who remained close to both Brennan and Jobs. “The key question about Steve is why he can’t control himself at times from being so reflexively cruel and harmful to some people,” he said. “That goes back to being abandoned at birth. The real underlying problem was the theme of abandonment in Steve’s life.” Jobs dismissed this. “There’s some notion that because I was abandoned, I worked very hard so I could do well and make my parents wish they had me back, or some such nonsense, but that’s ridiculous,” he insisted. “Knowing I was adopted may have made me feel more independent, but I have never felt abandoned. I’ve always felt special. My parents made me feel special.” He would later bristle whenever anyone referred to Paul and Clara Jobs as his “adoptive” parents or implied that they were not his “real” parents. “They were my parents 1,000%,” he said. When speaking about his biological parents, on the other hand, he was curt: “They were my sperm and egg bank. That’s not harsh, it’s just the way it was, a sperm bank thing, nothing more.” Silicon Valley The childhood that Paul and Clara Jobs created for their new son was, in many ways, a stereotype of the late 1950s. When Steve was two they adopted a girl they named Patty, and three years later they moved to a tract house in the suburbs. The finance company where Paul worked as a repo man, CIT, had transferred him down to its Palo Alto office, but he could not afford to live there, so they landed in a subdivision in Mountain View, a less expensive town just to the south. There Paul tried to pass along his love of mechanics and cars. “Steve, this is your workbench now,” he said as he marked off a section of the table in their garage. Jobs remembered being impressed by his father’s focus on craftsmanship. “I thought my dad’s sense of design was pretty good,” he said, “because he knew how to build anything. If we needed a cabinet, he would build it. When he built our fence, he gave me a hammer so I could work with him.” Fifty years later the fence still surrounds the back and side yards of the house in Mountain View. As Jobs showed it off to me, he caressed the stockade panels and recalled a lesson that his father implanted deeply in him. It was important, his father said, to craft the backs of cabinets and fences properly, even though they were hidden. “He loved doing things right. He even cared about the look of the parts you couldn’t see.” His father continued to refurbish and resell used cars, and he festooned the garage with pictures of his favorites. He would point out the detailing of the design to his son: the lines, the vents, the chrome, the trim of the seats. After work each day, he would change into his dungarees and retreat to the garage, often with Steve tagging along. “I figured I could get him nailed down with a little mechanical ability, but he really wasn’t interested in getting his hands dirty,” Paul later recalled. “He never really cared too much about m189. It requires hard work to give off an appearance of effortlessness. 你必须十分努力,才能看起来毫不费力。190. Life is like riding a bicycle.To keep your balance,you must keep moving. 人生就像骑单车,只有不断前进,才能保持平衡。(爱因斯坦) 191. Be thankful for what you have.You ll end up having more. 拥有一颗感恩的心,最终你会得到更多。192. Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. 美是一种内心的感觉,并反映在你的眼睛里。(索菲亚·罗兰) 193. Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows. 朋友的作用,就是让你快乐加倍,痛苦减半。194. When you long for something sincerely, the whole world will help you. 当你真心渴望某样东西时,整个宇宙都会来帮忙。echanical things.” “I wasn’t that into fixing cars,” Jobs admitted. “But I was eager to hang out with my dad.” Even as he was growing more aware that he had been adopted, he was becoming more attached to his father. One day when he was about eight, he discovered a photograph of his father from his time in the Coast Guard. “He’s in the engine room, and he’s got his shirt off and looks like James Dean. It was one of those Oh wow moments for a kid. Wow, oooh, my parents were actually once very young and really good-looking.” Through cars, his father gave Steve his first exposure to electronics. “My dad did not have a deep understanding of electronics, but he’d encountered it a lot in automobiles and other things he would fix. He showed me the rudiments of electronics, and I got very interested in that.” Even more interesting were the trips to scavenge for parts. “Every weekend, there’d be a junkyard trip. We’d be looking for a generator, a carburetor, all sorts of components.” He remembered watching his father negotiate at the counter. “He was a good bargainer, because he knew better than the guys at the counter what the parts should cost.” This helped fulfill the pledge his parents made when he was adopted. “My college fund came from my dad paying $50 for a Ford Falcon or some other beat-up car that didn’t run, working on it for a few weeks, and selling it for $250—and not telling the IRS.” The Jobses’ house and the others in their neighborhood were built by the real estate developer Joseph Eichler, whose company spawned more than eleven thousand homes in various California subdivisions between 1950 and 1974. Inspired by Frank Lloyd Wright’s vision of simple modern homes for the American “everyman,” Eichler built inexpensive houses that featured floor-to-ceiling glass walls, open floor plans, exposed post-and-beam construction, concrete slab floors, and lots of sliding glass doors. “Eichler did a great thing,” Jobs said on one of our walks around the neighborhood. “His houses were smart and cheap and good. They brought clean design and simple taste to lower-income people. They had awesome little features, like radiant heating in the floors. You put carpet on them, and we had nice toasty floors when we were kids.” Jobs said that his appreciation for Eichler homes instilled in him a passion for making nicely designed products for the mass market. “I love it when you can bring really great design and simple capability to something that doesn’t cost much,” he said as he pointed out the clean elegance of the houses. “It was the original vision for Apple. That’s what we tried to do with the first Mac. That’s what we did with the iPod.” Across the street from the Jobs family lived a man who had become successful as a real estate agent. “He wasn’t that bright,” Jobs recalled, “but he seemed to be making a fortune. So my dad thought, ‘I can do that.’ He worked so hard, I remember. He took these night classes, passed the license test, and got into real estate. Then the bottom fell out of the market.” As a result, the family found itself financially strapped for a year or so while Steve was in elementary school. His mother took a job as a bookkeeper for Varian Associates, a company that made scientific instruments, and they took out a second mortgage. One day his fourth-grade teacher asked him, “What is it you don’t understand about the universe?” Jobs replied, “I don’t understand why all of a sudden my dad is so broke.” He was proud that his father never adopted a servile attitude or slick style that may have made him a better salesman. “You had to suck up to people to sell real estate, and he wasn’t good at that and it wasn’t in his nature. I admired him for that.” Paul Jobs went back to being a mechanic. His father was calm and gentle, traits that his son later praised more than emulated. He was also resolute. Jobs described one exampl What made the neighborhood different from the thousands of other spindly-tree subdivisions across America was that even the ne’er-do-wells tended to be engineers. “When we moved here, there were apricot and plum orchards on all of these corners,” Jobs recalled. “But it was beginning to boom because of military investment.” He soaked up the history of the valley and developed a yearning to play his own role. Edwin Land of Polaroid later told him about being asked by Eisenhower to help build the U-2 spy plane cameras to see how real the Soviet threat was. The film was dropped in canisters and returned to the NASA Ames Research Center in Sunnyvale, not far from where Jobs lived. “The first computer terminal I ever saw was when my dad brought me to the Ames Center,” he said. “I fell totally in love with it.” Other defense contractors sprouted nearby during the 1950s. The Lockheed Missiles and Space Division, which built submarine-launched ballistic missiles, was founded in 1956 next to the NASA Center; by the time Jobs moved to the area four years later, it employed twenty thousand people. A few hundred yards away, Westinghouse built facilities that produced tubes and electrical transformers for the missile systems. “You had all these military companies on the cutting edge,” he recalled. “It was mysterious and high-tech and made living here very exciting.” In the wake of the defense industries there arose a booming economy based on technology. Its roots stretched back to 1938, when David Packard and his new wife moved into a house in Palo Alto that had a shed where his friend Bill Hewlett was soon ensconced. The house had a garage—an appendage that would prove both useful and iconic in the valley—in which they tinkered around until they had their first product, an audio oscillator. By the 1950s, Hewlett-Packard was a fast-growing company making technical instruments. Fortunately there was a place nearby for entrepreneurs who had outgrown their garages. In a move that would help transform the area into the cradle of the tech revolution, Stanford University’s dean of engineering, Frederick Terman, created a seven-hundred-acre industrial park on university land for private companies that could commercialize the ideas of his students. Its first tenant was Varian Associates, where Clara Jobs worked. “Terman came up with this great idea that did more than anything to cause the tech industry to grow up here,” Jobs said. By the time Jobs was ten, HP had nine thousand employees and was the blue-chip company where every engineer seeking financial stability wanted to work. The most important technology for the region’s growth was, of course, the semiconductor. William Shockley, who had been one of the inventors of the transistor at Bell Labs in New Jersey, moved out to Mountain View and, in 1956, started a company to build transistors using silicon rather than the more expensive germanium that was then commonly used. But Shockley became increasingly erratic and abandoned his silicon transistor project, which led eight of his engineers—most notably Robert Noyce and Gordon Moore—to break away to form Fairchild Semiconductor. That company grew to twelve thousand employees, but it fragmented in 1968, when Noyce lost a power struggle to become CEO. He took Gordon Moore and founded a company that they called Integrated Electronics Corporation, which they soon smartly abbreviated to Intel. Their third employee was Andrew Grove, who later would grow the company by shifting its focus from memory chips to microprocessors. Within a few years there would be more than fifty companies in the area making semiconductors. The exponential growth of this industry was correlated with the phenomenon famously discovered by Moore, who in 1965 drew a graph of the speed of integrated circuits, based on the number of transistors that could be placed on a chip, and showed that it doubled about every two years, a trajectory that could be expected to continue. This was reaffirmed in 1971, when Intel was able to etch a complete central processing unit onto one chip, the Intel 4004, tronic amplifier. “So I raced home, and I told my dad that he was wrong.” “No, it needs an amplifier,” his father assured him. When Steve protested otherwise, his father said he was crazy. “It can’t work without an amplifier. There’s some trick.” “I kept saying no to my dad, telling him he had to see it, and finally he actually walked down with me and saw it. And he said, ‘Well I’ll be a bat out of hell.’” Jobs recalled the incident vividly because it was his first realization that his father did not know everything. Then a more disconcerting discovery began to dawn on him: He was smarter than his parents. He had always admired his father’s competence and savvy. “He was not an educated man, but I had always thought he was pretty damn smart. He didn’t read much, but he could do a lot. Almost everything mechanical, he could figure it out.” Yet the carbon microphone incident, Jobs said, began a jarring process of realizing that he was in fact more clever and quick than his parents. “It was a very big moment that’s burned into my mind. When I realized that I was smarter than my parents, I felt tremendous shame for having thought that. I will never forget that moment.” This discovery, he later told friends, along with the fact that he was adopted, made him feel apart—detached and separate—from both his family and the world. Another layer of awareness occurred soon after. Not only did he discover that he was brighter than his parents, but he discovered that they knew this. Paul and Clara Jobs were loving parents, and they were willing to adapt their lives to suit a son who was very smart—and also willful. They would go to great lengths to accommodate him. And soon Steve discovered this fact as well. “Both my parents got me. They felt a lot of responsibility once they sensed that I was special. They found ways to keep feeding me stuff and putting me in better schools. They were willing to defer to my needs.” So he grew up not only with a sense of having once been abandoned, but also with a sense that he was special. In his own mind, that was more important in the formation of his personality. School Even before Jobs started elementary school, his mother had taught him how to read. This, however, led to some problems once he got to school. “I was kind of bored for the first few years


第一次耻辱:1993年银河号事件

1993年7月23日,美国以获得情报为由,无中生有指控中国银河号货轮里装着化学武器原料运往伊朗,赤裸裸威胁要对中国制裁。美国同时向“银河号”所在的国际公海,派出了两艘军舰和五架直升机,在强制登船进行检查被中国拒绝后,他们关闭了银河号所在海区的GPS导航服务,使银河号瞬间就变成了无头苍蝇,只能停止航行。中国船员就这样被美国以莫须有的罪名禁锢在印度洋燥热的船舱内!强硬扣留长达三周之久。

因为缺乏食物,中国船员被迫通过钓鱼获取食物;因为缺乏淡水和蔬菜,我们的船员开始皮肤溃烂。


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前来接应支援的船只,美国只要稍微修改GPS参数,船只就会与银河号错开几十海里,而对于并未携带定位仪器的银河号,恐怕船员自己都不清楚自己到底在印度洋中具体位置!

最终,在考虑船员生命安全的无奈情况下,中国只能屈服,可美国人将银河号翻了个底朝天,却根本没有发现化学原料。

但美国人拒绝道歉,理由却是:“这次行动是基于对不同情报来源的信任,尽管这些情报全都是错的。

作为联合国五大常任理事国,居然可以被别人随意捏造一个借口就登门入室随意翻查,这是何等的屈辱!


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当时中国政府代表、中方检查组负责人沙祖康连用了17个“窝囊”来发泄悲苦的心境!

第二次耻辱:1994年黄海对峙

1994年10月,中美蜜月期刚结束,美国便以制裁朝鲜为由,派西太平洋舰队的小鹰号航空母舰战斗群开进黄海以封锁朝鲜西海岸。

当时中美关系,因美对台F16战机事件而陷入低谷,双方停止了一切的军事交流。而黄海部分属于公海,按照联合国海洋公约,在国际公海执行针对他国的封锁行动时,应事先向临近该海域的周边国家通报,以避免误伤事件的发生。

美国海军在未向我方事先通报的情况下,派遣航母沿中国领海边界巡航,遭遇到一艘刚刚完成远海作训正在水面返航中的中国海军汉级核攻击潜艇。美军不但没有避让,反而起飞北欧海盗反潜机投掷反潜声纳浮漂对中国潜艇方位进行三角计算。这对潜艇是非常危险的,因为这意味着下一步就是反潜攻击。


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反潜机起飞、反潜声呐被投掷、战斗准备被有条不紊的执行!美军如此行为,已经与空战中的雷达锁定并没有任何区别!

仅仅装备了鱼雷发射架的403核潜艇,显然不是对手!在紧急规避下潜后,美国人显然没有想过放过我们.....

穷追不舍下,美国舰队派出3艘驱逐舰及反潜机左右包抄,不断干扰!

403艇艇员回忆道:“对方连续用主动声呐探测我艇,‘哒哒哒’的声音异常刺耳,企图迫使我艇浮出水面”。探测声呐受到强烈干扰的核潜艇,一时间成为了水下的瞎子、聋子!求援信号无法被发出、前进方向变得毫无头绪!


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在70多小时的对峙里,中国潜艇就这样被美军如同“遛老鼠”一般的玩耍,不仅如此,在此期间,美舰队7次对我方进行“羞辱”攻击,次次精准无误,却又引弹不发!

最终,在跌跌撞撞里,我们的潜艇终于摸进了军港,而美军舰队,只差撵进了渤海湾!

第三次耻辱:1996年台海危机


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台海危机时期的解放军

1995年,台独分子李登辉访美,完全违反中美三个联合公报原则,严重损害中国主权和破坏中国统一大业,明目张胆地制造“两个中国”,在访美期间,李登辉公开发表演讲,大放厥词高谈“陆台两国论”。

此后不久,美国尼米兹核动力航母战斗群就开始朝西太平洋海域靠拢。

中国多次提出严正抗议,美国无任何回应,美航母战斗群,就这样抵达了我们家门口,虎视眈眈...

为了表明底线,不能继续忍让。解放军部队已进入一等战备状态。军委集结了陆海空和二炮及后勤部队,十几万大军,对台实施大规模军事演习,包括导弹实射。上级下发给的材料是时刻做好准备,只要李登辉宣布独立,就立即解放台湾。中国在东海进行了一系列实弹试射及大规模海上攻防演练。解放军发射4枚东风15导弹,点火升空首次穿越台湾海峡!这一事件史称“台海危机”

高层相继发声要管制好忘祖背宗孽障的情况下,拿回台湾似乎便在朝夕之间。



1996年台海危机时的新闻联播,看的热血沸腾

然而,很快美国的独立号、尼米兹号两大航母战斗群迅速驶入中国的台湾海峡,美军又祭出干扰GPS的一手,解放军无法跟踪美航母战斗群,加上内部叛徒出卖了大陆演习底线的军事机密,演习最终只能停留在了演习的层面,举国高涨的统一热情再次被掐灭。

航母——又是美国航母。开到家门口耀武扬威的航母!

第四次耻辱,1999年大使馆被炸

1999年,南联盟贝尔格莱德时间5月7日23时45分,北约的美国B-2轰炸机发射三枚联合直接攻击弹药导弹(JDAM)划破夜空,直奔位于萨瓦河左岸的中国驻南联盟大使馆而来。几声巨响,大使馆顷刻间浓烟滚滚,火光冲天。楼顶被爆炸掀翻,地下室被炸穿,三名中国记者(邵云环、许杏虎和朱颖)倒在血泊里,当场罹难,此外,还有二十人受伤……


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当时,北约和南联盟正处于战争状态,前者对南联盟境内的空袭已持续一个多月。而这一次,他们竟悍然将矛头对准了中国。消息传来,全民愤慨,举国震惊。

3死20伤的血肉模糊、炸弹蹂躏下的断壁残垣、袭击者厚颜无耻的嘴脸,触目惊心地提醒着全体中国人一个残酷的事实:我们被赤裸裸地侵犯了。鲜血染红了成为废墟的大使馆,鲜血也将中国人彻底激怒!可是,再大的愤怒,当时我们能做的,也只是怒吼和哭泣!

第五次耻辱,2001年南海撞机事件

“呼叫81192,这里是553,我奉命接替你机执行巡航任务,请返航!

“81192收到,我已无法返航,你们继续前进!

每当看到这样的画面,听到这样的声音,总是热泪盈眶……


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2001年4月1日,美国一架侦察机侵犯我南海领空,我军随后派出两架飞机跟踪拦截。美军飞机突然撞向我歼-8Ⅱ战机,编号81192的飞行员王伟再也没有返航,他的生命永远定格在33岁。

王伟坚毅果敢,沉着冷静,在最后一刻选择了用生命守护中国领空,将热血洒在万里海疆,用生命书写了忠诚!

那年那天,豺狼战机竟在中国领空冲撞我战机,又未经允许悍然降落在中国的土地上……


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在自己的家门口,自己的飞机被撞,飞行员牺牲,撞机的人还大摇大摆将肇事飞机降落到你的家里:这等羞辱如何能够忍受?

第六次耻辱:2008年汶川救灾直升机坠毁

2008年5月12日,是全中国人心底的巨痛,那天,四川省汶川县发生里氏8.0级地震,造成69227人遇难,374643人受伤,17923人失踪。看时事加微信eep339了解。就在这场巨大的天灾面前,被派出救援的一架成都军区米-171运输直升机意外撞山失事坠毁,机上18名抗震救灾勇士全部遇难。

就如同当年精准地“误炸”中国大使馆那么凑巧,美国人又凑巧“误关”了一扇GPS扫描区,中国当时这架使用GPS定位导航的军用直升机因为无法准确定位,而撞山坠毁。


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这次军机撞山,也更加坚定了军队必须发展卫星导航的决心,必须要在一切核心领域用上自家装备的意志!促成的结果就是,我们的军队已经完全可以安心地用上中国自主研发的北斗导航系统!

那个年代,我们国家和军队还不够强大、装备还不够先进。这些屈辱历史,不断提醒我们:只有国家强大、国防强大,中国才有未来,人不会受尽屈辱、任人宰割!

当年,我们在发展中遭受了多少次屈辱,但正是一次次屈辱,才得以让我们一次次握紧拳头,一次次奋发图强!终于,不懈的努力结出了丰硕的成果!


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于是:

1999年12月,中国陆军99A主战坦克,正式入列;

2004年1月,中国空军三代战机歼-10,正式入列;

2005年10月,中国海军052C舰兰州号,正式入列;

2012年9月,中国海军首艘航母辽宁舰,正式入列;

2012年11月,中国海军第一架舰载机歼-15,正式入列;

2012年11月,中国陆军直-10武装直升机,正式入列;

2014年3月,中国海军052D首舰昆明号,正式入列;

2017年3月,中国空军四代战机歼-20,正式入列;

2018年4月,中国东风-26,正式入列;

2019年10月,中国东风-41,正式亮相;

2020年6月,中国北斗卫星导航,将全部组网完成;

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这样的新装备列装,今天的中国还有很多很多!


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今天,中国空军已经基本形成了“三代战机为主力,四代战机为骨干”的强大作战搭配!

今天,辽宁舰带领下的一大帮052d、052c、055大驱、以及001A国产航母,撑起了中国海疆的天!


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今天,我们中国人自己的战机已经无人敢小觑;我们有歼-10、我们有歼-11、我们有歼-15、我们有歼-20......

我们,绝不再允许81192的悲壮重现!


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时光陡转,一切的变化,不仅是“力量”的反转,更是一个大国的崛起!

今后的岁月,我们一起前行,见证祖国更加辉煌的未来!