Rise of the Wasteland

China's helicopter exhibition is far behind the world. For example, there are tens of thousands of civilian helicopters in the United States, but how many in China? Less than three hundred, mostly police helicopters.

Zhou Qingfeng had previously given military helicopters to Xiao Jinlang. This time he decided to throw all his helicopters to Xiao Jinlang regardless of military and civilian use.

This amount is a bit exaggerated! Thousands of helicopters were dropped by the Aurora Corps in Nassau, Bahamas. And if you open up and continue to acquire, I am afraid that both Incre and the Brotherhood of Steel will take out the extra helicopters in exchange for scarce supplies.

Just to ship enough helicopters at one time, it is not appropriate to use the chartering method again. Zhou Qingfeng decided to change his approach. He went to Vietnam as a tourist and rented a warehouse near the Sino-Vietnamese border with dozens. Then he returned to the wasteland ...

Back in the wasteland, Zhou Qingfeng wanted to get to his old nest in the Caribbean quickly. He was too slow to take an airship, and the problem was fortunately perfectly rescued by the newly rescued compatriots.

"Flying across the Atlantic and back to Havana?" Xiang Ming learned that Zhou Qingfeng needed a fast, convenient and safe means of transportation, and ran over to make an idea, "Take a business jet!"

"Business jet? What business jet?" Zhou Qingfeng still looked like a bun at this point.

"The Gulfstream g65o, which can fly 13,000 kilometers per thousand kilometers, is an intercontinental business jet purposely made for the top rich. I remember that there was a very famous rich Marco in Angola. The plane is still parked at the airport. "Xiang Ming said.

Zhou Qingfeng sent someone to find the aircraft at Luanda's airport. The interior of the aircraft was looted, but the fuselage was kept intact. But another question is ... "You can find some fuel in the city, but what about the ground crew and pilots?"

"The ground handling is a bit troublesome, but the pilots have one available." Xiang Ming called Wen Tianyu, and Wen Tianyu pulled Chen Rui out.

Hearing that he could serve the regiment chief, Chen Rui immediately patted his chest and shouted excitedly: "I am a pilot! My injuries are almost healed, and I can fly. The business jet is very good, and the routes can be used after taking off. Autonomous driving. I can do it with ground handling, absolutely no problem. "

Looking at Chen Rui who was constantly boasting in a wheelchair, Zhou Qingfeng frowned and asked Wen Tianyu: "Are you sure this guy can fly? He is too young."

"This guy is coming from a wild road. He dreamed of driving a fighter plane. But he failed to pass the flight test in China, so he went to Europe to learn to fly a passenger plane, and then joined the Air Force as a mercenary in several African countries."

"Can he drive a fighter in Africa?"

"Spend money, this boy used to be a rich second generation. Rich, wayward, and not afraid of death. He has a certain talent for flying, and makes friends with the commander of the Angolan Air Force, and all kinds of planes fly."

Zhou Qingfeng and Wen Tianyu whispered, but Chen Rui still shouted on his own initiative, "Let me get on, let me get on, I really can. I can even fly the Boeing series of mainline airliners, as well as the 'Baystream' . "

In the end, Zhou Qingfeng decided to let Chen Rui make a test flight. As a result, this guy who was not even able to walk really prepared all ground handling for ‘Gulfstream g65o’, and then he flew off the ground to take off into the sky, and landed again after half an hour.

"How am I? My technology is pretty good." Chen Rui shouted loudly when he got off the plane.

When faced with this strangeness, Zhou Qingfeng was really convinced. He stepped forward and patted Chen Rui's shoulder and said, "I still don't have an Air Force Commander. Come on."

"Wait ... I don't want to be an official. I just want to fly in the sky with an airplane. It would be best if I could participate in air combat."

"Then you become an ace in the air first." Zhou Qingfeng followed Chen Rui to fill the Gulfstream with fuel again, and then flew back to the Caribbean in this plane. Rather, it was Nassau who went to the Legion to park various aircraft.

Cross-ocean flights take more than ten hours. During the flight, as Chen Rui said, except for take-off and landing, advanced business jets can be fully autonomous. Without satellite navigation, inertial navigation is still available.

This enthusiastic flying enthusiast even has time to chat with Zhou Qingfeng, "Head of the Army, I heard that you have commanded aircraft carriers to cross New York by air across thousands of miles?"

The airstrike in New York was one of several horrific things that Zhou Qingfeng had done. He nodded slightly: "Yeah, I have a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier. Unfortunately, I can't drive it around, otherwise this time there is an aircraft carrier in Africa. It's much simpler. "

"Wow ...!" Chen Rui's face admired, "I don't dare to think that it feels like I have an aircraft carrier? I also dare not think how easy it is to command it!"

"I replied that once, and then it didn't work. Carrier operations require too many supporting equipment, just as this aircraft needs ground support preparation. Carriers need more auxiliary facilities than you can imagine."

Zhou Qingfeng also felt very regrettable. Now the 'Kennedy' is simply the queen of the dock, except that the nuclear reactor is serving as a power station, and it is of no use at all. Without a supporting industrial system, an aircraft carrier is a luxurious luxury product—the tastelessness of food is a pity.

"I think this aircraft carrier will definitely come in handy again." Chen Rui is more confident than Zhou Qingfeng.

"I borrow your good words." Zhou Qingfeng was not quite sure ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The only powerful country that can use the aircraft carrier is his powerful strength. His current strength is far away from the great and the earth and the moon.

After flying over 10,000 kilometers across the ocean, Zhou Qingfeng landed at the Nassau International Airport. There are a lot of passenger planes and helicopters parked here from all over the Americas, which is like an aircraft museum.

The Ministry of the Interior Raymond personally came to pick up his boss. Zhou Qingfeng got out of the plane and instructed him: "There were more than 20 wounded and sick people who came with me on the plane and arranged for them to go to the hospital. Prepare me a group of ground staff To maintain this business jet, I will return to Angola soon. "

Raymond wrote down Zhou Qingfeng's order, and then reported again: "Head of the army, you asked us to sort out the helicopter and all spare parts currently in Nassau, and they are now parked on runway 3 of the airport. Here is table of Contents."

Taking a glance at the catalog, Zhou Qingfeng ordered: "Complete the maintenance of the business jet before dark, and then the entire Nassau airport people change shifts. By the way, my mutant guards will be transferred."

To remove all the helicopters at the airport, the field must be cleared. People who were originally here cannot come back for a short time. And the task of vigilance can only be performed by the mutant guard, and the others cannot gain the trust of Zhou Qingfeng at all.

When night fell, the whole Nassau airport was filled with an air of killing. Here has been taken over by a mutant who became the guard of Zhou Qingfeng, outsiders are forbidden to approach.

On the runway 3 of the airport, thousands of helicopters of various models were parked. Zhou Qingfeng walked slowly among the dense rotors, thinking to himself: so many helicopters plus supporting maintenance equipment and tools, and even spares Motivation, should it be worth two billion dollars?

I don't know what Xiao Jinlang will look like when he sees so many helicopters? It must be fun!