Chapter 266 Assembly Machine

Chapter 266 - Assembler

"Really? Fake?"

Tempen Schneider rubbed his eyes again and again, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Old David could watch this scene calmly, but he couldn't.

"Of course it's true!"

Chen Fei carefully selected alloy ingots with aluminum as the main component, collected all the titanium alloys he could find, and finally used them all up, leaving some metals such as copper, iron and manganese.

This can save some energy points, after all, it is a metal weighing 20 tons!

The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter that is now reproduced in high fidelity in Hangar No. 2 is not a complete body, and many parts are missing inside. It needs to be supplemented with related parts to restore all functions.

The F-22 left in the hands of Old David is actually a refurbished product that retains many original parts. It is still quite different from the brand new "Raptor" that Chen Fei made at this moment.

Before Old David sent the parts, this F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter was not yet able to fly into the blue sky.

"You, how could you?"

Tempen Schneider, with an incredible look on his face, still couldn't believe it.

Caught off guard, seeing someone conjure up an airplane out of thin air, seemingly a jet fighter, really takes a while to fully digest and accept.

Chen Fei said as a matter of course: "I am a B-level gold-type mutant, the assessment of my ability control is A-level, a humanoid smelting, forging, turning, milling and boring all-in-one machine, a self-propelled mechanical processing plant."

Gold-type mutants with A-level control are also called industrial mutants, and the significance of production functions is far greater than combat functions.

Those cunning capitalist factory owners repeatedly tried to seduce him to be an exploited industrial worker, but of course there was no way.

The gun is the hard truth. With a gun in hand, there is no panic in the heart, not to mention a fighter in hand.

Who speaks with a straight back, isn't this obvious?

"Then why are you still here?"

Tempon pointed at his feet. Unlike Chen Fei, he aspired to become a military contractor, so he chose the small military contractor Ju Defense Company with an air base as his starting point.

Chen Fei could have found a large physical manufacturing company or a material research institute, which was safe and could guarantee income. Wouldn't it be better?

As for having to run to this broken place where no one lives, and having to take on so many jobs, he was simply crazy because of poverty.

"It's exciting here, and killing people is not illegal!"

Chen Fei said the truth.

In the military contractor industry, killing and arson are the golden belts, and the head is hung on the belt. You earn one day at a time. Once you get a big job and make a fortune, the money you earn is enough for retirement.

For people who seek excitement, this job is both hell and heaven.

Tempon Schneider couldn't help but shudder, as if the young man in front of him was a demon king who killed people without blinking an eye. This guy is really suitable for this industry.

He walked to the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter made of those alloy ingots, knocked on the mirror-like surface of the fuselage, and asked: "How long will it take for this big guy to take off?"

"One week!"

Chen Fei estimated the time it would take for Old David to ship.

Although the Congress of the American Federation has issued a targeted restriction order on the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter, there are still loopholes. The terms of the restriction order are limited to the whole machine, engine and avionics system, and other parts can still be exported.

If all the F-22 parts that Old David has collected throughout his life are used, at least one combat flight squadron can be maintained, which is enough for Chen Fei to complete this "Raptor" with a completion rate of only about 70%.

In addition to the parts provided by Old David, some spare parts of the MiG-28 can also be applied to the F-22, such as airborne radar, communication module, fire control system, etc. Although it is called MiG, it is actually a standard bloodline of the American Federation. The two are actually the same system. As long as the drive is right and the center of gravity is adjusted well, there will not be too many problems.

As for the problem of the drive, if the dog system doesn't work, then there is still the dog Adam!

The artificial intelligence AI of more than 30 years ago was just like playing with the drive.

As long as it doesn't involve the aerodynamic shape, it is not a problem for the gold system.

"Can you get these parts?"

Tempen Schneider took a breath.

Apart from other things, the F-22 "Raptor" was discontinued even before the two were born. Where can such antiques be found?

There must be more than just mines at home, otherwise they wouldn't be so arrogant.

"I can't get it, but old David can get it!"

Chen Fei could guess the other party's doubts.

It is indeed difficult to collect it by yourself, but someone can.

He has been collecting for a lifetime. The only remaining parts in the world, except for the family assets sealed by the American Federation, the rest of the scattered parts are almost all in the hands of this old man, which directly saves Chen Fei a lot of time, energy and money.

For the old man, it is not without benefits. At least the private refurbished F-22 Raptor jet fighter in his hand can take off smoothly and maintain its original combat effectiveness as it did in the beginning, which is enough to accompany him through the last few remaining days.

"Old David, why does he do that?"

Tempon Schneider began to suspect that there was an unspeakable PY deal between the two.

Chen Fei spread his hands and said, "I helped him repair the 'Raptor', it's that simple."

This deal is very fair.

"So, that's how it is!"

Tempon Schneider murmured as if he had suddenly realized something. He had heard that an F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter collected by Eagle-Nest Private Airport was suddenly repaired and successfully returned to the blue sky. It was also driven by old David to fight against the giant mutant. It turned out that it was Chen Fei who did it.

After such a long time, even a good plane will inevitably be damaged after being stationary for so long. It is not an easy thing to re-prepare it to a state that allows take-off.

However, this statement may not be convincing when it comes from someone else.

However, it is very likely that Chen Fei, who has the certification of aircraft maintenance technician, admitted it himself, otherwise old David must be crazy and give away all the family assets he has collected for a lifetime.

The giant mutant flattened half of it, and the crystal jet blasted it all. That was all that was left of Old David's collection.

"Let's stop here today, let's go!"

Chen Fei reached out his hand, patted the other's shoulder, and walked to the No. 1 hangar next door.

Templen Schneider immediately followed him, walked a few steps, looked back at the shiny F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter, and shook his head vigorously.

This thing is not an illusion, but it's too challenging for ordinary people to understand.

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The weather in the Hindukush Mountains changed dramatically. The sun was shining brightly the moment before, making people dry and thirsty. The next moment, cumulonimbus clouds came from nowhere and piled up thickly. The sky above the 911 Air Force Base changed from day to "night".

Without any warning, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, just like the first shot on the battlefield. The steel ceilings of the No. 1 and No. 2 hangars burst into a crackling sound of raindrops, which was almost indistinguishable.

Chekov, who received the rainy day flight mission, came to Hangar 2 with his head shaking, ready to warm up with his beloved plane. Staying here all the time is not good for the physical and mental health of both parties.

Practice from time to time to keep the state.

He was blinded by a corner of the hangar for no reason, and he suddenly stopped and rubbed his eyes hard.

"Fuck!"

He raised his hand and counted one by one, one, two... No, how could there be a third jet here, and it was also a twin-engine, shining silver, and the cockpit was completely open.

Chekov, with a look of suspicion, took out a bottle of Erguotou from his old place in his crotch, drank half a bottle, then blinked his slightly red eyes and stared at that place again.

One, two, three! Hiccup! There was no fourth plane, it was not an illusion, hiccup! Oh!

What model is this, why does it look a bit like an old F-22.

He asked the ground crew who had entered the field in advance: "What the hell is this?"

"I don't know! Xiao Chen and Mr. Schneider have been here before, and there was no such plane before."

The ground crew of the fourth station group spread their hands towards the big bear. They just received an order to enter the field half an hour in advance to supply power and gas to the MiG-28 ready to take off and conduct related basic pre-takeoff inspections. Like Captain Chekov, they knew nothing about what happened in Hangar No. 2.

"The two of them?"

Chekov was a little surprised and scratched his head.

I don't know what the "rookie" guy and the new "sour cabbage" are doing. Why did a new jet come to the base, as the captain of the combat flight squadron, not receive any notification.

After a long burp, Chekov climbed up the MiG-28 jet fighter with the paint number "201" with doubts and successfully ignited it.

Push the throttle lightly and listen carefully to the roar.

After a moment, the throttle valve increased its oil output, and the MiG-28 slowly slid toward the hangar door and plunged into the heavy rain outside.

After a dozen breaths, there was a loud roar, and a jet lifted its nose against the rain curtain and rushed into the sky quickly.

The rain cloud that was pouring a lot of water to the ground was not very high. When the MiG-28 rushed to more than 5,500 meters above the ground, it was like a flying fish jumping out of the vast sea of ​​clouds, bathing in the dazzling sunlight again.

The high-altitude wind quickly swept away the water stains remaining on the surface of the skin, making the body shine under the sun.

"'Peanut Butter' calls the tower, it has reached above the cloud layer..."

From the ground, the rolling thick black clouds will turn back into soft snow-white cotton wool at the top part, gentle and quiet, without the violent restlessness at the bottom, only occasionally you can see the flash of lightning flashing inside it.

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The final exams are over, and the summer vacation has officially begun. The divine beasts are guarding the house, and auspicious signs are coming.