Chapter 117 Landing in the Land of Hair, Choosing the British System (Please Subscribe!)
"We're going to buy supplies this time, not to fight, so pistols are enough."
Xia Yu said there was no need to worry about this issue.
If he really runs into trouble, he still has valuable assets in his garage; it's their competitors who should be worried.
"Everyone, find a seat. The plane will take off in about half an hour. I'm going to check on the cockpit."
The C130's cargo hold also has seats, so he told the crew to make themselves at home. Xia Yu then went to the cockpit to meet the crew members for this flight.
Fighter jets and helicopters were outsourced directly, while Busa chose his own people to pilot the transport planes.
Both the pilot and co-pilot had university degrees and had been sent to Europe for training; they were considered part of the elite class in the country.
Since they would inevitably have to deal with each other in the future, Xia Yu gave each of them a Glock 17.
A person who gives you US dollars will spend it immediately, but a person who gives you a damper will think of you every time they grip a gun.
As for whether the two young officers felt insulted, judging from their behavior of showing their bright white teeth as they took the guns, there was no need to worry about it.
The blued steel plates on the revolvers issued to the crew have all worn away; who wouldn't want a new gun?
Not to mention in Afica, when they use this gun for self-defense, they are more likely to shoot Black people than other races.
The navigator, the stevedore, and the loader all received gifts; no one in the five-person crew was left out.
That's how it is with older aircraft. The later C130-J upgraded its avionics and eliminated the navigator and controller, making the three-person crew more efficient.
However, for another series, the more people there are, the stronger the fighting power becomes.
Ac130, the legendary gunship!
Xia Yu's most memorable scene was the double kill of F22s in "The Palace Has Fallen".
Of course, the final image of the tail fin being hit and the broken fin crashing into the Washington Monument was also quite beautiful.
Together with the stevedore, we returned to the rear cargo hold, closed the tail door, and prepared for takeoff.
Transport planes are certainly not as comfortable as passenger planes, but at least they are spacious enough.
"Buzz~~"
Four turboprop engines started running, propelling the aircraft toward the runway.
Compared to turbofans, turboprops are more fuel-efficient, but they are also noisier, and communication relies on radio.
The group at Jihuo Defense felt okay, because military vehicles are never quiet, and they could sleep even if it was noisy, as long as they wore earmuffs.
Without such abilities, without a strong vestibular nerve, there's no point in talking about combat power.
"Domi, how are you feeling?"
Xia Yu sat down and fastened his seatbelt.
"Sir, I'm a little nervous!"
This was Domi's first time riding in a transport plane, and also his first time leaving the continent of Afica.
"Relax, there's something even more exciting tonight!"
Xia Yu wasn't a devil, but he did ease Domi's tension.
Yes, the bigger ones are yet to come, so why are we so nervous now?
As more aviation fuel is injected into the combustion chamber and burned, it is converted into kinetic energy, propelling this behemoth, which weighs the same as the T-64B1M (unloaded with fuel), into the sky.
The C130-H has a range of only 3,800 kilometers. After several hours of flight, they landed in Algiersya to refuel.
This former colony, which is considered home by the French, is also one of Afica's major oil producers, where jet fuel is much cheaper than in France.
But even at a lower price, it's still more expensive than what's captured. Plus, with Xia Yu's previous stockpile, the fuel reserves are enough for White Hat to have a good drink.
After refueling, the transport plane took off again, crossed the Strait of Gibraltar, and arrived in European territory.
The military aircraft's destination was France, and France was also Xia Yu's transit point in Europe.
Maxim had told Xia Yu the exact address of the White Hat headquarters in the country, but there were only nine of them.
Regardless of the possibility of a successful attack, Xia Yu did not want to be exposed to the eyes of European official forces too early.
The advantage of concentrated fire defense is its strong combat capability, but it is far inferior in its ability to deal with intelligence agencies and conduct underground warfare.
At this stage, the focus is still on accumulating strength, and only engaging in competition between companies.
After eating the fast food he brought with him, Xia Yu glanced at the time and then took out a Garmin handheld GPS from his backpack.
They have successfully reached the airspace over the country, and the transport plane has begun to descend.
"Everyone, get ready!"
Xia Yu unbuckled his seatbelt and gestured for everyone to stand up.
The six members of the digital team don't need to worry about them; Xia Yu just needs to take care of himself and Domi.
Put on the parachute pack, have Domi stand in front of you, and use the four buckles on the straps to connect him to the entire parachute pack system.
For commercial tandem jumps, you'd need two or three action cameras to capture this unforgettable memory.
But for their concentrated fire defense unit, this is just an ordinary daily routine.
"If I had known my first skydive would be like this, I would have spent a few hundred euros to experience it firsthand."
Hans complained to Nicola behind him in English.
“Back in my hometown, you can only earn a few hundred euros a month. It’s too extravagant to spend it on skydiving.”
The two started chatting, and although they had different views on spending, it didn't affect their normal communication.
The high revenue generated by concentrated fire defense has leveled the playing field against these disparities.
Xia Yu glanced at the altimeter on his right hand; the flight altitude had dropped below 5,000 meters.
"Calling Mr. Huang You, this is the cockpit. We have arrived at Boyindi. The tail hatch will open in five minutes. You have a three-minute window to parachute."
The co-pilot's voice came through the headset.
"Weasel received, ready."
"Beep~ Beep~ Beep~~"
With the alarm sounding, the tailgate officially opened.
Under the cover of night, only a few lights dot the sky, a far cry from the bustling city that never sleeps in the capital, Bali.
The place where grapes are grown is basically a large rural area, which makes it easier for Xia Yu and his team to infiltrate.
"start!"
Sergei jumped out of the stern compartment first, followed by the others, like a hen laying eggs.
When it was Xia Yu's turn, he jumped with Domi on his first parachute jump, beginning a freefall that lasted for several tens of seconds.
After dropping off nine passengers, the transport plane closed its doors and continued flying toward Bali.
Watching the other person disappear into the distance, Xia Yu, unlike Domi, didn't immerse himself in his first skydive; instead, he focused on the changes in the altimeter.
As they descended from 4,000 meters to 1,500 meters, he deployed the main parachute, and the two of them instantly experienced weightlessness.
It was quite a unique experience; I'd like to try skydiving at the edge of space next time.
Wearing a spacesuit, jumping back to Earth from the edge of space at an altitude of 39,000 meters, and experiencing the scenario of an interstellar pioneer returning to their home planet is far more exciting than this kind of experience from a few thousand meters.
"Pfft~~"
The two landed in a vineyard.
After unlocking the clasp, Xia Yu stood up and quickly closed the umbrella, as did the other seven people around her.
They used walkie-talkies to report their positions to each other, and everyone landed in a straight line, without being too far off-center.
"We'll meet in Town A in half an hour. I've already rented a car."
After ending the communication, the two began their journey towards Town A.
This time the efficiency was very high; Xia Yu spent several days on his last trip to the Kingdom of Hair.
However, the return trip will be slower; by the time we arrive at Kongluga, the plane should be almost ready.
As night fell, only the streetlights were still on in the small town, but there were two Peugeot 5008s in the parking lot.
In France, Xia Yu drives a French car and finds the car key on the front tire.
He tossed a handful to Sergei, and the nine men got into two separate vehicles, heading towards Bali under the cover of night.
They had already slept on the plane during the day, so now they were at their most energetic.
"Boss, which way do we go after we arrive in Bali?"
"Hans asked from the passenger seat."
His legs are still a little weak, but skydiving is really exciting. Hopefully, he can jump by himself next time.
"Head towards England!"
Xia Yu stopped avoiding the question and gave a formal answer.
The country of Fa was just a transit point; their destination was the country of Ying.
To defeat fighter jets with fighter jets, after careful consideration and weighing of options, Xia Yu chose the Harrier, which can take off and land vertically/short takeoff and landing.
The AV-8B (the American version of the Harrier), which shone brightly in the movie "True Lies," was undoubtedly the most suitable fighter jet for concentrated fire defense at this stage, despite some illogical aspects.
Bogo Village has no airstrip, and Xiayu cannot build one specifically for it, making vertical takeoff and landing (VTOL) particularly important.
Of course, with his connections, he could directly use the runway at Konluga Airport.
However, the area is crowded and attracts unwanted attention, so he prefers to utilize the existing hangar in Bogo Village.
As for using vertical takeoff mode, it consumes too much fuel. Xia Yu has already cheated; he himself is a human refueling aircraft.
In addition, this type of aircraft is not difficult to buy in England.
Xia Yu once saw on YouTube that a retired pilot and American construction contractor had built three Harriers, including a rare two-seat Harrier (trainer version).
Despite his advanced age, he still flies his restored Harrier jet around major air shows in the United States, living a very carefree life.
Now it's Xia Yu's turn to be carefree.
He contacted a Harrier seller on the dark web, which led to this trip to Europe.
A few years ago, the British retired all their Harriers, and the Americans bought all 72 of them for $2.5 million per aircraft.
With the production line shut down, the AV-8Bs still in service are in dire need of spare parts, and these 72 Harriers are the best source of complete spare parts.
What a mess! They dismantle the weapon systems and sell them to everyone; even whales will be willing to pay four or five million for them.
It's a real shame that you can't fight city hall; a son can't out-argue his father.
Fortunately, before these 72 aircraft, the British would decommission a batch of Harriers in poor condition every few years, and that's how that old American guy bought them.
The price is unlikely to exceed $1 million, because none of them are in good condition and can fly. The old man bought them, and they still have a long flight life. Even the internal price is $2.5 million.
It takes an average of one to two years, a lot of effort and money, to get such a decommissioned Harrier back into the sky after acquiring it at a low price.
This only enables it to fly. To enable it to fight, restore its weapon systems and offensive capabilities, is not only a bottomless pit of investment, but also makes it easy for relevant agencies to come knocking on your door.
Guns in old Europe were inherently more stringent than those in old magnesium-based countries. If you were to build a fighter jet that could fire bullets, that would be a major event.
But if I can get an Afica, that doesn't seem like a big deal!
It's nothing, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, John Bull's claws can't reach that far.
However, back then, China also replaced its aircraft with a Harrier jet, but there was no immediate need for vertical landing fighters. After the research was completed, it was simply put into a museum, where everyone can see it.
Xia Yu didn't have a chance to see it when he was in China, but he never expected to buy it directly after going abroad, and use it to fight French fighters.
In a war during the 1980s, the Harrier jet utterly crushed French aircraft. (The Dagger is a Mirage 5 produced under license from Yi Se Lie.)
I wonder if, decades from now, Xia Yu will be able to use a refurbished Harrier to recreate this classic aircraft.
As dawn broke, two Peugeot SUVs left Bouyindi and successfully entered the François Island district, heading towards Bali along the Seine River.
They will stay in Bali for a day, which is the only paid leave Xia Yu can give his employees after the intense battle and before the next company-level confrontation.
In fact, he's not that old, so how could he not like being around people?
Last time Xia Yu came to Europe, all he could think about was making money. This time he has a few coins on him, so it's not a bad idea to spend some.
The fact that the Germans are not good at fighting does not affect their talent for luxury goods marketing.
The group strolled around, and Xia Yu paid for each of them to buy a Louis Vuitton wallet, which was considered a perk the company gave to its employees.
You have to pay in cash to buy anything in Afica, so having a wallet is very useful, as it reminds them of the owner every time they take it out.
This is the art of giving gifts. Giving cigarettes or alcohol is superficial; you need to give something that can last a long time.
"Thank you, boss. I never thought I'd get to use an LV bag."
After taking out the photos and banknotes from the wallet, Hans threw the old wallet directly into the trash can.
"Wait, this is your family photo."
Xia Yu noticed that foreigners seemed to like keeping family photos in their wallets; he had done the same when he captured Maxim earlier, so he quickly pulled one out to save his life.
"Yes, this is the only family photo we have left before my father passed away."
Hans stroked the photo; in it, he was still a primary school student, turning his head away reluctantly, while his younger sister grinned, showing her gap-toothed front teeth.
"Isn't my little sister adorable when she was little?!"
Hans was extremely proud when talking about his sister.
"She's quite cute, but unfortunately I don't have any siblings."
Xia Yu, an only child, remarked with emotion.
He only had cousins, and when he went bankrupt, some were willing to lend him money, while others were not.
He had asked Uncle Tai to help him bring gifts. Besides the gifts for his parents, he also gave a generous gift to the relatives who were willing to lend him money.
Of course, lending is a favor, and not lending is also one's right, so there's nothing to complain about.
“Then you missed out on so much happiness. My sister is the pride of our family. It’s a pity that the time was too short, otherwise I would have gone back to see her and Mom.”
Hans tucked the photo into the transparent lining of his wallet and said with a hint of regret.
Work is work. Once he gets rid of the white hat for his boss, he'll have to take a month-long leave.
I'll go home to spend time with my mother and sister, and then return to Konglujia.
Europe was where Afika was able to find his purpose in life, thanks to his family there.
Although it sounds serious, isn't this guy the reincarnation of a Tiger gunner who died in the desert in the North African Army?
Xia Yu earned tens of millions of dollars in Afica, but he didn't have this kind of dedication.
"Aren't you going to buy them something? I remember Kuhn asked you to get him a watch."
"I need to buy a new watch too."
The group left the LV store and headed straight for the watch shop next door.
Updates are slow. This chapter was so hard to write; it took me six hours to write 4,000 words.
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