There are direct flights from Afica to Los Angeles, but the East Coast, home to 75% of the US population, better embodies American culture.
For example, New York, a city so close to both heaven and hell, is a city you can't avoid if you're learning English.
"You know what, I still prefer the wasteland vibe of Xinxiang, where I can stand on the wing of that SR-71 Blackbird and play golf."
"At Pier 86 on the Hudson River, Xia Yu, who had boarded the Intrepid Sea, Air and Space Museum, said to two employees."
He was describing a scene from Will Smith's movie "I Am Legend".
Compared to the endlessly bombed Victory Goddess and the White House, these warship museums are less frequently seen in the media.
Besides this one, there's also the ridiculously absurd "Battleship," where the Iowa-class battleship USS Missouri battles aliens.
"Of course, this prototype of the F-14D Super Tomcat is also quite good."
Xia Yu stood in front of a red and white, aging Supertomcar and said.
But they lacked more specific details, and their limited understanding prevented them from deducing Xia Yu's true intentions.
"That's only part of my business. My most profitable business is actually running museums, like the Space Shuttle. You know, I bought the former Sunny Bird."
"Hello, Mr. Sherlock, I am Pasquale, the FBI's New York field director. Welcome to the United States."
"Why can't we do a classic remake? The F-14 shooting down a T-50 would be even more sensational!"
Just as he told Pasquale, he came to the United States to discuss cooperation.
"Tom Cruise's Top Gun influenced my dad's generation. I never imagined that 30 years later, they would make a second one."
The Persian cat breed is really too old, and they are all seriously over the age limit, with very little life left for them.
The intelligence from the Americans is quite reliable; Xia Yu's resume is recorded, and it can be accessed on the intranet as soon as he enters the country today.
If our whereabouts are being followed, then raiding the aircraft graveyard is out of the question. Besides, the company already has F-16s, so there's nothing good there.
Xia Yu spread his hands and said.
Not many tourists would dare to experience that. Only with Lao Mei's endorsement could the large-scale live-action drama of the F-14 versus the MiG-28 be re-enacted.
There was nothing to hide, so Xia Yu directly stated his purpose.
As for engines, there may be better options in the future, given the rapid development of technology.
If we have the opportunity to integrate several SSME units onto the Little Bird, we can form a double insurance system with the external power supply system.
The biggest difference between Soviet and American space shuttles is whether they have their own propulsion. Little Bird, which did not have a main engine, could only adjust its orbital attitude with its propulsion system.
This is a prototype for testing, but it is also equipped with three SSME rocket engines.
That's not bad, but Xia Yu prefers to take the more direct route and get one or two from the Americans.
They don't sell to foreigners; there's not even enough for their own museums.
"Yes, Mr. Sherlock also intends to display it to tourists on the St. Paul."
Xia Yu may not know much about wealthy people in other countries, but there must be quite a few wealthy people in the United States who would be willing to spend a few million to remake "Top Gun" with themselves as the protagonist.
Johnny took off his sunglasses and carefully examined the plane in front of him.
Just then, someone behind him spoke in French.
"Well, to be honest, we're a little nervous. Mr. Sherlock has made quite a stir in the Middle East in Afica."
It seems there are still more than a dozen F-14Ds under close surveillance.
Xia Yu gazed down at the Enterprise, a spacecraft that had never ventured into space.
"Let's talk about some reasonable and legal small business. I'm here in the United States to discuss cooperation in my capacity as the curator of the Afica War Museum."
Xia Yu looked at the middle-aged man in a custom-made suit, who looked like a native American elite.
It doesn't really matter; these kinds of vehicles, which are used as backups, are not a high priority to acquire.
Fu Bo Le specially dispatched a branch chief to find out the purpose of this gentleman's visit.
"No, no, no, it's just a personal collection. If you're selling it to the public, I'd be happy to have a male and a female pair."
As the boss, Xia Yu was naturally on some of the lists, and he would have received a notification if he entered the country through normal channels.
"Indeed, sir, you know how to create a buzz."
Jihuo Defense may not look like a large-scale operation, but they are well-known not only in Afica but also internationally.
He will need to stockpile a batch of F-5E Tiger II fighter jets to use as target drones, since the Mikoyan Design Bureau does not have a fighter jet called the MiG-28.
At this point, he waved to tell the two employees not to follow, and he and the branch director walked and talked until they arrived at the space shuttle exhibition hall, which was located on the hangar deck.
"This second one isn't very good. The Tomcat vs. the former Sun League was a classic back then. Now, what do you watch? Plastic Bugs beating up Oslo or Persia, or some stitched-together nation."
Pasquale was not exaggerating at all; the opponent's fighting strength was supported by his combat record.
"New York is my first stop, Seattle is the destination of this trip."
Pasquale greeted them and then revealed his identity.
Xia Yu said rather conservatively.
Extending the lifespan of an old aircraft with 3,000 to 4,000 flight hours to 7,000 to 8,000 hours is logical, but extending the lifespan of a fighter jet with 7,000 to 8,000 hours that is about to be scrapped to 15,000 or 16,000 hours is too science fiction.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sherlock, these space shuttles went to national and state museums after they were retired."
Pasquale apologized, but inwardly he couldn't help thinking, "This guy's acting a bit like he was back in his easy days, showing off in America."
The Japanese couldn't buy the United States, and Xia Yu, who was more accustomed to earning money through labor, was unlikely to spend money on buying things.
At most, it would be an exchange of benefits, like when we acquired the Chinook. Or, you could offer hundreds of millions or even tens of millions of dollars and they still wouldn't sell it to you, but when they need you, they'd be willing to sit down and talk.
I don't want money, I want an F-14!
By launching the Tomcat from the aircraft carrier of the United States and introducing this limited-time service, Xia Yu could conservatively earn several hundred million, not to mention that he could also collect the disassembled and printed hair.
"I was just saying, Director Pasquale, there's no need for that. If Concentrated Fire Defense is to develop the North American market in the future, we hope the FBI can take care of us."
Xia Yu exchanged pleasantries with the other party.
The real estate developer they elected last year likes to do things openly and may cause conflict with his hometown in the future, but we can't be intimidated by him. We should still make money off the American people.
As for the North American market, Xia Yu is currently only exporting a small amount of handmade ammunition, but there are so many antique armored vehicles in the civilian market there, so he might be able to open a North American branch of a tank museum.
His original idea was to open a store in Canada, but this godforsaken place has a strict gun control policy all the time, which is even more unfriendly to industries like theirs that have been doubling down on their business scope.
On the contrary, Old Magneto really only cares about money. After the Afica Tank Museum started the era of involution, any museum here that can get the qualifications can fire live ammunition.
Selling ammunition was their original strategy, but developing the North American market meant they had to get involved themselves.
Making money is one thing, but the fire defense hidden behind the museum is another.
Old Magnesium's backyard, and the whole of Latin America is pretty chaotic.
In Xia Yu's eyes, those drug lord families and gang organizations were all fat sheep.
In the news and in American TV shows, they slaughter civilians as easily as killing chickens, and Xia Yu, who possesses heavy armor, can also easily eliminate them.
As for whether these countries can achieve development after cutting away this "rotten flesh," it's not very optimistic.
There's a wicked creature above that keeps bleeding you out; after a period of peace, new rotten flesh will grow.
The situation was different from Afica's, but the outcome was similar.
As a mid-sized PMC company, Jihuo Defense, even if it soon gains the ability to open up a second front, can only address the symptoms, not the root cause, for the time being.
To truly address the root cause, we'll probably have to wait until the US weakens to the point where it can't protect Latin America, just as the US couldn't protect Afica.
So Xia Yu quite liked this real estate developer; focusing on his own little plot of land was better than throwing punches everywhere.
After talking with Pasquale about the museum's closure and gaining a more realistic understanding of the Foberle organization, he, Johnny, and Rob returned to the presidential suite at the Mandarin Oriental.
For dinner, we had Boston lobster. Xia Yu had only eaten it a few times at high-end banquets in China; in Afica, she always ate local lobster.
This trip to the United States allowed me to try some local cooking methods, such as baking lobster with cheese, which added more layers of flavor to the lean lobster.
This is unhealthy for fitness enthusiasts, but soldiers undergoing high-intensity combat or training are lacking calories.
Paul, for example, loved eating raw, cured fatty meat sent from his hometown, which annoyed everyone in Xiayu.
This is only a few steps more complicated than eating a live pig. He can only accept dishes like Dongpo pork, braised pork, and preserved vegetable with pork belly. He really can't stand raw marinated food.
Comparatively speaking, the fat in dairy products is more palatable.
Xia Yu picked up a piece of stringy lobster meat with her fork and chewed slowly. Suddenly, she felt that the Australian lobster tasted better back in Ao Da Li Ya.
As expected, the more expensive ones taste better; king crab is not as good as emperor crab.
In other words, once you make money, you can eat whatever you want. However, if your uric acid levels spike, it's unclear whether the system can help filter it out. You might end up accumulating enough explosives for a hand grenade.
Xia Yu has a cheat code, but a billionaire on the West Coast with a net worth of over 20 billion US dollars is powerless to reverse the situation and quietly waits for God to knock on the door.
Oh, he doesn't seem to be religious.
It's said that the most tragic thing is dying before you've spent all your money. Paul Allen, who was battling cancer for the third time, spent money like crazy.
He bought a sports team, played rock music, took numerous art photographs, built a 400-foot expedition yacht, explored shipwrecks on the seabed, and developed a spaceplane.
Of course, there's also the boundless love he inherited from his father for tanks, armored vehicles, and fighter jets from World War II to the present day.
He built a museum little by little, one car at a time, one plane at a time.
But now, a third type of cancer has struck him, and Paul can't save any more money.
Perhaps this is life; he may have gained wealth, but he lost his health forever.
After spending a week on the East Coast and visiting several World War II museums, Xia Yu officially set sail for Seattle.
Besides Silicon Valley, Seattle is another major technology hub in the United States.
Microsoft, Boeing, Amazon... these companies all have their headquarters here.
After being diagnosed with cancer for the last time, Paul Allen, who was unable to leave his home, began to reside permanently in Seattle.
When the weather is nice and he's in a good mood, he'll go to Boeing Paine Field to watch his fleet perform flight demonstrations.
If Paul were 10 years younger, he would be sitting in the back seat and enjoying the thrill of flying, but now he can only watch.
His only heir, his sister Jody Allen, couldn't understand the point. Burning tons of aviation kerosene in just a few hours was not environmentally friendly at all.
Women are probably all like this.
Paul was already worried about his collection. These were things he could never take with him when he died, but they were the things he cherished most, and his sister might pack them up and sell them.
Thinking this, he looked at the Stuka, whose repair progress seemed endless.
"Buzz"
A Boeing 767 landed on the runway at Paine Airport, and Xia Yu and two employees were the first to walk down the gangway.
Without leaving the airport, the shuttle bus took the three people directly to a long row of hangars in a corner of the airport.
"You must be Mr. Sherlock. Mr. Paul is waiting for you inside."
Museum staff gave Xia Yu directions.
The itinerary was pre-arranged, and Paul made a special trip to the museum today, even though it wasn't a day for an air show, just to see him.
"Hello, Mr. Paul, I am Sherlock, you can also call me by my code name, Weasel."
Upon arriving at the innermost work area of the hangar, Xia Yu saw a figure whose back was no longer straight and who exuded an aura of old age.
This is Paul Allen, Bill Gates' former business partner, who left Microsoft after his first cancer diagnosis. He is a wealthy man with no wife or children, and only one sister as a relative.
His apparent net worth is more than 10 times that of Xia Yu, and his actual net worth is also much higher.
But in their lives, one has already reached the end, while the other has just begun to achieve glory.
They stood together because of an antique bomber that was not yet fully restored, and it was likely the last time they would see each other.
"Founded PMC company, charged into battle on the front lines, and also runs museums of tanks, fighter jets, and warships..."
Paul adjusted his glasses, carefully examined Xia Yu, and then spoke.
“Mr. Weasel, your life is more exciting than mine. You are full of vitality and don’t look like an old man like me who is about to die.”
“Mr. Paul, I’m just an entrepreneur who didn’t even finish college. My life has its ups and downs, and I’m not as legendary as you who changed the world.”
Xia Yu rarely showed such humility.
Microsoft's operating system has indeed had a profound impact on the world. While public intellectuals may have their own biases when it comes to many things, they have used Windows from 98 to Windows 10, and their influence has spread from the IT industry to all aspects of people's lives.
"Society is the best university. Don't underestimate yourself, Mr. Huang You. You and your company are also subtly changing the world."
Paul, who also dropped out of college and encouraged Gates to drop out, said with a smile.
"That's your target, the German Stuka bomber. I thought I'd never see it take off again, but you've appeared before me, and I think things might change."
As Paul stroked the JU-87R-4 bomber from the 5th Dive Bomber Wing, which had fought in the North Philippines and was later shot down on the Eastern Front, his tone became serious.
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