Chapter Twenty-Nine: I Am a Locust
"Thank you, thank you!" I warmly took the other party's hand and shouted happily: "Welcome to visit the Dragon Soul, you are still the first guest of our Dragon Soul." Brothers, applaud and welcome the meeting of this historical surname! ”
Except for the guys of the Fifth Special Unit, except for the brothers who swore with me, except for Bu Shanna, who fought on the battlefield in India and became famous in one fell swoop, except for the main of the North American Mercenary Alliance, everyone else stood on the deck. More than 2,000 people looked at the "special guests" who were grabbed by my hands with extremely eager eyes, and their eyes showed a look of fear.
Even the Russian scientists, who had a foul and hard temper, as if they could not show his genius and extraordinaryness without a surname, sent a welcome delegation represented by Rychakin. They were like a group of perverts who saw [***] beautiful women, surrounding the CF18 fighter who had just landed on the deck, an old expert who looked like he had stepped into the coffin board with seventy or eighty half feet, and turned on the fighter with the dexterous skills of the blood wolf guards who would be stunned, and shouted like a child: "Hahaha...... It is really worthy of the Royal Canadian Air Force, whose per capita GDP is the same as that of the United States, this fighter is equipped with AIM-120C5 'advanced medium-range air-to-air missile', and uses 'Joint Direct Attack Munition' (JDAM), although it is still an old fighter that should be eliminated, but its attack capability has reached the standard of a top fighter, hahaha......"
Richakin kicked the fighter flanks and shouted, "What the fuck are you doing in a daze?" Quickly disassemble, remember to be sure to remove all the supporting circuit boards and energy equipment systems, one less thing in our hands, it's fucking garbage! ”
"Bring the guy!"
After a while, the CF-18 fighter jet heard the sharp metallic noise of an electric drill drilling holes in the metal panel, mixed with the clanging sound of a small steel hammer smashing on the fighter control panel. The scientific research expert didn't know what he was swearing, which was about to mean "fuck", "fuck you" or something like that.
The first Royal Canadian Air Force pilot to land on the Dragon Soul watched in amazement as several old men surrounded his favorite fighter jet, hand and foot together, revealing some kind of intention to disassemble it on the spot. Some of the logistics units of the Shura Legion even directly opened the weapons compartment of the CF-18 fighter and moved all kinds of machine guns, missiles, auxiliary fuel tanks and other things in an instant.
Seeing his combat buddies suffer such a catastrophic baptism, the pilot, holding back his inner fear and the shock of facing the strongest man in the world, pointed at me and shouted, "What are you going to do to my Darling?!" ”
"Don't worry, of course I'm reluctant to dismantle a CF-18 fighter into scrap metal, that's definitely burning the qin and boiling the crane, do you think I'm an idiot-level character like an arrogant emperor?" I comforted the pilot in the wolf's den with a smile on my face, and helped him take off his flight suit: "I and you Canadian political axe have made substantial progress in peace negotiations, and although we are not friends now, we are definitely no longer mortal enemies who are not mutually religious." You see we came to greet you without even a weapon, so...... Please leave your weapons to us for safekeeping! ”
Flight suits, flight helmets, satellite communication phones, self-defense pistols, good quality sabers, compressed rations to carry with you, first aid kits, flares, compasses, special flashlights, photos of girlfriends, chewing gum that has been opened...... Every time I lay down a piece of equipment from this poor air knight, I would sigh, "Yes, it's really good, no wonder everyone says that the Air Force is the highest salary and the best welfare of the army, look at your saber, look at the compressed rations for your air force, alas, even girlfriends are more beautiful and more surnamed than others." How about how many times a night can you come with her? ”
The pilot looked at me with a look of horror, and when I extended my hand to him again, he was like a virgin who was being violated by a pervert in all directions, covering the last line of defense on his body with both hands, and let out a hoarse scream: "Stop! ”
The scream, the poignant, the despair, the hysteria, the oblivion, all reached a level beyond the limits of human comprehension, and in the whining cold wind, in the Arctic, which barely reached zero degrees Celsius, the pilot's not too strong but absolutely stiff body trembled and trembled like a cramp.
Everyone understands and looks at this "friendly person" who suddenly made a rude move, no matter who, in front of more than 2,000 plagiaristic men, was stripped alive by a man who was so strong that he couldn't resist that he was left with only the last underwear, it is estimated that he will have such a nervous reaction, right?
I stuffed my girlfriend's photo and the chewing gum that had been opened into the hands of the pilot who had been completely frightened by me, grabbed Qi Xiaoxia and took her into my arms, winked at the pilot and said, "Don't worry, I don't have abnormal 'surname fun' and hobbies, how about it, my girlfriend is not worse than yours, right?!" You can go back! ”
Wearing only one underwear, the pilot boarded his own fighter plane, which had no machine guns, no radar, no missiles, and even the auxiliary fuel tank and parachute were swept away.
"Wait!" My top leader of the Ministry of Finance, Huang Yan, may have exposed his identity, put a special forces hood on his head, ran out, and shouted: "Tell him not to go!" I just consulted with those Russian experts, doesn't the CF-18 fighter have two new General Dynamics F-414 turbojet engines, anyway, it only travels a few hundred kilometers, and it will not participate in the battle, leave one engine and go! ”
Under the command of Huang Yan, a group of engineers pounced on the CF-18 fighter like a wolf.
Engineer A: "Just cut the oil pipeline attached to the engine and tie it again, anyway, his fighter will have to be overhauled!" ”
"Damn, it's not a woman waiting for you to do it in bed, why are you doing so gently?" Engineer B picked up a hammer used to fix the anti-aircraft gun, slammed it on the plane a few times, and then said to Engineer C with a proud face: "See, a man must have the appearance of a man, violence is not omnipotent, but no violence is absolutely impossible!" ”
Engineer D whispered, "I accidentally cut off a circuit board of unknown purpose, what should I do?" ”
Engineer E said with a smile: "As long as this broken thing can still fly, is he dead or alive, will he perform free fall in the air and do our bird business?" ”
Fortunately, the Canadian pilot did not understand Chinese, otherwise he would not dare to drive this fighter with only one engine, no parachute, a certain oil pipeline still leaking fuel, the purpose is unknown, and the circuit board that was cut in half is still taking off with a small swing, which is really intriguing.
"Goodbye and welcome next time!"
More than 2,000 people raised their hands to say goodbye to the air knight, looked at the enthusiastic Shura legion soldiers, looked at the super terrifying **oos arrogant emperor who stood proudly in the crowd, and felt the unique hospitality and enthusiasm of China, a country of etiquette, and the fighter pilot couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.
He carefully put the photo in his hand on the fighter control dial with holes everywhere, threw two pieces of chewing gum into his mouth, chewed hard, and wiped the tears that kept pouring out of his eyes, secretly swearing in his heart that if there was such a chance next time, of course he would ...... Won't come again!
Whoever dares to let him perform this kind of task in the future will immediately shoot that guy and then raise his gun and kill himself!
Seeing the fighter plane disappear like a frightened rabbit, I grabbed the phone with a smile and said indifferently: "Dear Mr. President, we have received your Royal Air Knight very 'warmly', and I have very politely sent your Air Knight to leave safely in his own fighter jet." In order to save each other's precious time, we take twelve planes as a group and implement assembly line work. ”
The arrogant emperor actually put back the fighter that bit into his mouth?
The President of Canada and the Minister of Defense exchanged puzzled looks, and the special assistants, military experts, and psychologists behind them also showed inexplicable expressions one by one.
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
"Hehe," I chuckled, "Dear Mr. President, think about it, I asked you for thirteen fighter jets, and it is relatively easy to solve the problem of special gasoline for fighter jets, but what about the ammunition consumption problem of these fighters?" I can't just fight once and just throw them in the hangar as decorations, right? What can I do if a part needs to be replaced? I don't know of any country or organization that would dare to sell me weapons, ammunition or spare parts, so I can only do it myself! ”
"Just ask those three fighter groups of yours to work a little harder and take turns to land on our Dragon Soul. I swear to Big Brother Satan that I'll only tear a little bit off these fighters. Rest assured, your pilots are the noblest of knights in the air, and I will not harm them in a humane and loyal manner. As for the most critical flight equipment such as the wings of fighter jets and the wheels of landing gear, I will never peep into them! ”
President of Canada: "Proud Emperor, you ......"
"Really, you can really trust me, I'm willing to swear to the big brother Satan at the top, I really only want thirteen fighters!" I said seriously and seriously: "In line with the principle of shopping around, you have to let me have a choice, right?" Otherwise, how can I believe that you didn't throw all those junk goods that broke down every week and had to be overhauled every month onto our Dragon Soul? If we fly the CF-18 fighter plane that you gave from Canada in the future, and plunge headlong into the sea before the war starts, it will be a big blow to your reputation! ”
(To be continued)