Chapter 282 Friendship Price

Chapter 282 -Friendship Price

"Unknown enemy plane is approaching rapidly!"

A loud announcement sounded from the tower of the 909 Air Service Base. This was an emergency.

The vehicle-mounted mobile radar captured the signal of the flying object. The original land-based radar was completely destroyed. It would not be possible to repair it overnight. It could only be replaced temporarily, and its performance was naturally weaker than the permanent land-based radar. On many.

Even so, the vehicle-mounted mobile radar can still cover the complete patrol radius of the entire air base, which is even more than enough.

The entire air base immediately sounded a shrill air defense siren.

"F*K! How dare they? How dare they! Assholes!"

Ximen Si, executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, roared in a panic.

His MiG team only dared to pretend to be confused, deliberately pretending to be stupid, and tentatively invaded. However, the 911 side did not even need to cover up or excuse, and came directly to the 909 Air Service Base blatantly.

A MiG-28 slowly approached the left rear wing of the F-22 from behind. Chen Fei did not use any afterburners, allowing the heavily armed Chekhov Bear to catch up and form a two-plane formation, pointing straight ahead 390 909 Air Service Base kilometers away.

The silver that filled the entire F-22 cockpit receded like a tide and shrank back into Chen Fei's body.

He shook his head and looked around himself, as if nothing had happened, but the wonderful feeling of man-machine integration just now was gone.

"Is this what old David's old friend gave you?"

Chekov drooled with envy as he looked at the "raptor" whose body was shining with silver light and clearly reflected the sky and the ground.

Although he has not received training at the Eagle-Nest Eagle Nest Private Airport, he has still heard of the fame of the "Eagle King".

After the Three Realms War, Old David retired with great success. In addition to his full military exploits, he also took with him the old man who had accompanied him through life and death. There are very few heroes who can have such an honor. .

"This is a replica!"

This is not Chen Fei’s first time flying the F-22 Raptor jet fighter.

His proficiency in driving the F-22 in Old David's flight simulator was even higher than that of the MiG-28, and he had already formed combat effectiveness with this fighter.

The original version of the F-22 has long been gone and has become a template file in the energy point and body evolution database. In other words, it is reborn. As long as there are enough accessories, more "Raptor" can be reproduced. , and it is guaranteed not to be bad at all.

"Reproduction? How much does it cost?"

Chekov immediately became excited. As the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat flying squadron, his income is naturally not low, and he also has a factory at home. The annual dividends are quite large, which is enough for ordinary families to have food and drink for a lifetime. I am truly not short of money and have achieved financial freedom early.

It is naturally difficult to get original F-22s. Even the American Federation itself does not have much inventory. Even if there are sealed ones, they have been damaged after such a long time. Pulling them out and trying to fly is just a dream.

But the replica version, and the one that can fly, is nothing more than a problem of money. If a problem can be solved with money, is it still a problem?

Chekhov can spend nearly 3 million star dollars to collect an original AK-47. How many star dollars is left to collect an F-22 "Raptor"?

"You have to ask old David about this. He has all the main accessories."

If Old David hadn't sent these parts over, Chen Fei would have been unable to make this empty shell fly. What's more, the avionics and flight control systems cannot be directly replaced by supernatural powers.

The F-22 is a statically unstable design, and its maneuverability relies entirely on extreme flight on the edge of losing control. Without flight control, it would probably just fall in various fancy ways, such as stalls and tail spins. It's just child's play.

When the parts sent by Old David are used up, I'm afraid I'll have to get another batch, or get the production technology and equipment, but I'm afraid that the 911 Air Service Base will not be able to use it in a small place.

That is to say, Old David's net worth can afford the reproduction of so many parts. If it were Chen Fei himself, he would not be able to afford these parts even if he sold them, even a small part of them.

Chekhov's big bear was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and finally said angrily: "Damn it, let's forget it!"

Old David regarded his old buddy as his lifeline, and no one else could get involved. It would be even harder to get spare parts from him. With Chekov's arrogant face, it would be difficult to get them from afar. Not qualified enough.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy the "rookie" guy gave the old man, but even the coffin book was taken away.

"Cost price, 100 million star yuan!"

Chen Fei estimated a figure and clearly marked the price. He was a child without any deception and would never become a fighter jet assassin.

"hiss……"

Chekhov's Big Bear was still caught off guard by the price. Why didn't he grab it? This is what he thought and said.

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Chen Fei said quietly: "If it is a robbery price, it will be at least 200 million star yuan. Just like that, it is not as expensive as the tactical armor I am wearing."

He really wasn't in Versailles, he was just telling the truth.

This air combat interception type "Flying Dragon" tactical armor is the one that Ming Ming really grabbed.

"..."

Chekov felt that his heart had been stabbed again, and his whole body began to twist again.

Jealousy makes people twisted and perverted.

He quickly took out a bottle of Erguotou from his crotch and drank two mouthfuls to calm down.

In the dizzy state, he felt much better and felt that he seemed to be okay again.

"What a broken plane, Chekov, no matter how poor I am, no matter how much I like it, I will never buy your fighter jet even if I jump off a MiG and die on the ground!"

In the tower of the 911 Air Force Base, the people in the tower group looked at each other. The duty manager Maham stroked his forehead. The boss had just left, and the captain of the combat flight squadron followed suit. It was really exhausting!

"Well said!"

Chen Fei decisively gave the big bear captain some points.

"That... that, can you give me a discount?"

What is moral integrity?

It was all eaten by the bear!

"Housewarming price, 9.999 discount!"

Chen Fei thought about it very seriously and gave a sincere offer.

9.999% discount is 99.99 million star yuan, a total of 10,000 star yuan cheaper.

But the account cannot be calculated in this way. If the American Federation places an order for 100 aircraft with Chen Fei, the discount of 10,000 star yuan per aircraft will add up to 1 million star yuan. For a poor man who wants to spend every penny, giving up such a huge sum of money may make him unable to sleep well at night. He wants to dig the ground with his five fingers to dig out a money mark.

"WHAT?"

Is this 10,000 star yuan that Uncle Chekov is short of?

Okay! These two guys are hurting each other.

While the two were arguing, the duty manager Maham said word by word in the communication channel: "You two, come back quickly!"

Chen Fei said: "I'll just walk around and not go in!"

It's not easy to fly out, so of course you have to fly happily. The combat radius of the F-22 with full fuel is 750 kilometers, but the actual range is enough to fight three round trips between the 909 and 911 air bases.

"I will keep an eye on the 'rookie' and won't let him mess around!" Chekov responded confidently. You are the one who is most worried about messing around, okay? The manager on duty was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack. Hana BOSS was not at the base, so his words were useless. In the tower, an employee in charge of operating the land-based radar said boldly: "Manager Ma, I think what the 'rookie' and 'peanut butter' did was right!" "Right? What's wrong?" Ma Ham stared at the other party. They are all talented people, and they are all very brave. At this time, they are still adding fuel to the fire. Aren't they afraid that the matter is not big enough? "The ancients said, it is not polite to not return the favor! An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, revenge is not delayed overnight, let the other party know that our 911 is not easy to mess with." The voice of the employee became louder and louder. Papa, someone couldn't help but applaud, this is very touching! As the applause started, it was like an unstoppable movement. More and more applause rang out, and soon it became warmer and warmer until the entire tower was filled with applause.

"Okay, okay! You are all awesome!"

Duty manager Maham shook his head helplessly at his subordinates who were in a state of turmoil, and took out his mobile phone to dial.

"Hello, I'm Hana!"

"Boss, I'm duty manager Maham, the situation is like this..."

Although he was the duty manager, he was not enough to convince everyone, so he had to turn to the real big boss for help and report the current emergency.

I believe that whether it is Chekov or Chen Fei, they should still listen to the orders of Hana Boss.

Two minutes later, Maham ended the call, put down the phone, pressed the headset, and said righteously: "909 Air Crew Base, I am Maham, the duty manager of 911 Air Crew Base. I am sending you a solemn protest. You have entered our patrol airspace without permission. All the consequences caused will be borne by you. I, 911 Air Crew Base, love peace and are willing to get along with colleagues in a friendly manner to jointly maintain the ecological balance and stability of the Hindu Kush Mountain Area. I hope you can recognize your mistakes and have the courage to correct them..."

In the public communication channel between 909 Air Crew Base and 911 Air Crew Base, the latter almost pinched the former's neck, raised his palm as big as a palm fan, and slapped left and right.

※The first lesson of the military contractor business: only fists are recognized here, not reason. ※

Maham, who was fully authorized by Hana BOSS, tore off the disguise without hesitation. What Ma shelved the dispute and jointly developed, go to hell!

Jointly developing your mother is almost the same!

"Asshole, what are you talking about? I'm going to kill you!~"

On the other side of the public communication channel, in the 909 Air Crew Base, the executive manager Ximen Sikong, who was sitting in the tower, jumped three feet high, furious.

No one had ever dared to say such a thing to him.

The duty manager of the 911 Air Crew Base was simply tired of living. If the other party was right in front of him and he had a gun in his hand, he would definitely use the gun to shoot the other party's head into a hornet's nest without hesitation.

At this moment, a huge roar came from the sky.

Two aircraft that did not belong to the 909 Air Crew Base appeared in everyone's sight and were approaching at high speed.

Someone on the ground recognized the unusual appearance of one of the aircraft and immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

"F-22!!!"

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