When Lin Shuqin and Lao Xia returned to Boge Village, they were noticeably two shades darker than when they first arrived.
The couple had a very fruitful trip. They saw volcanoes, waterfalls, and canyons, took photos with mountain gorillas and okapis, and also bought all sorts of handicrafts, filling four suitcases.
These are all gifts to take back to people. You can't go abroad for nothing; you have to bring back some strange and unusual things.
"Xiaoyu, let's take this plane back."
Standing in front of the hangar, looking at the piston-engine propeller plane with a sense of historical weight, Lin Shuqin, who suddenly felt a bit airsick, asked...
"This plane can't fly to China; at most, it will take you to Aisai for a transfer."
As Xia Yu spoke, he deftly opened the internal bomb bay of the JU88A-4 and stuffed his parents' suitcases inside.
The internal bomb bay can carry 10 50-kilogram SC50JA bombs, and can also temporarily serve as a luggage compartment, along with his and Liv's luggage.
"You must also return to your country."
Seeing this, Old Xia asked.
"No, we were just on a business trip along the way. I recently started a new project."
There are many new projects in Xia Yulong, and the bomber they are in is also part of one of them.
"You're really good at making trouble. I even told your dad that you're always messing around, but I never expected that you would actually make something of yourself."
Lin Shuqin said with great emotion.
Yes, being content with the status quo and seeking only stability will never lead to making big money. Only by striving for change can one break through the constraints and make a fortune, or lose all capital and end up with a mountain of debt.
She initially harbored resentment towards her son for paying off his demobilization compensation and the savings they had accumulated for his future marriage. However, as Xia Yu achieved success in his career, Lin Shuqin realized that she had been too shrewd.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's get on the plane. This old guy flies slowly, it'll take five or six hours to get there!"
Xia Yu didn't say anything, just waved for his parents to board the plane.
"No, Xiaoyu, why do you have guns on this plane?"
As soon as Lao Xia entered the cabin, he saw the boss's twin MG81Z machine gun, the legendary aerial cloth-tearing machine.
"You mean this? Bombers are used for self-defense."
This is the weapon he prepared, but forgot to take it from the bomber. But it's normal for them to carry some machine guns and cannons in Afica!
"The ammunition boxes are all piled up under our feet, so it's not dangerous at all."
The dual MG81Z is only 7.9mm in diameter, which means it's only slightly more satisfying to fire than the MG17, but definitely not as satisfying as the 13mm MG131.
Xia Yu also plans to upgrade the G-1 model with the MGFF autocannon (20mm) or the anti-tank P-series BK3.7 autocannon (37mm). Only in this way can he attract customers to spend money, right?
"You like dealing with guns and cannons, it's dangerous."
This is the generation gap. There's no need to argue; just let it go in one ear and out the other. After all, Xia Yu makes money by dealing with dangerous people.
After the couple boarded the bomber, put on their seatbelts and noise-canceling headphones, he piloted the already started JU88A-4 towards the runway.
"Buzz"
Soaring into the sky with the distinctive roar of a piston engine, the family of three flew rapidly toward Zhongfeibilao.
The Ju88 initially used a Daimler-Benz DB-600 pressurized water-cooled engine, which was later replaced by a 1400-horsepower Jumo 211J.
Xia Yu wanted the BMW 801D engine used in the C model, because he still didn't own his first BMW, which was a real shame.
With the upgrade to this 1700-horsepower engine, the Ju-88's speed can be increased to 550 km/h. Even though it's not as fast as the ultimate Jumo 213A with afterburner at 610 km/h, it's still quite good.
After leaving the mine, the bomber flew for more than four hours before finally landing at the mine site.
"Xiaoyu, this is..."
After a bumpy ride on the dirt runway, it came to a stop. It didn't look like the airport we had come from, so Lao Xia quickly asked.
“It’s our family’s uranium mine and oil well. You asked me where Liv went, she came here first.”
It's best to tell your parents about all the family businesses that can be made public.
The two men didn't know much about uranium mining, but oil was closely related to their lives.
"Therefore, there are 180,000 tons of crude oil buried here."
Old Xia, who always complained about rising gasoline prices at home, suddenly became strange – his family actually owned an oil field.
"That's all that's available for extraction, not just 180,000 tons."
Xia Yu corrected him.
"How long can a car run on so much fuel?!"
“Dad, why don’t you calculate how much it’s worth? The experts’ advice is to drill two more wells to increase the oil field’s daily production capacity to 100 tons, which would generate a gross income of US dollars per day.”
For ordinary people, this is a considerable sum, but for Xia Yu, its value lies in its status as a commodity.
"Mom and Dad, I'll drop you off here. Captain Douglas will take you for the next 1,000 kilometers."
Xia Yu took his luggage from the bomb bay and prepared to leave.
The museum's second and third phases of construction both require pilots, so he has started recruiting now, and the most suitable candidates are Americans with a tradition in this field.
In addition to their own P-series fighters and B-series bombers, many special pilots are also proficient in flying foreign vintage aircraft.
For example, this Douglas is a specialist in flying large aircraft. He has flown four-engine aircraft such as the B-17 and B-29, not to mention the B-25 Michel.
In addition, because he is of German descent, he had studied in Europe to learn how to fly the J-52 and J-88.
Upon seeing this, Xia Yu knew that the other party was the talent he needed, and immediately poached him with a high salary.
Similarly, this is also a warm-up for the second phase of the project.
After Douglas safely delivered the couple to Ayssa, he refueled the aircraft and flew the Ju 88A-4 back to Gothia in one go.
Because the takeoff time was several hours apart from the regular flight time, the visitors were unaware of the existence of this old bomber. However, the museum suddenly canceled the flamethrower tank parade in the afternoon, which aroused a lot of curiosity.
"Buzz"
Amid the roar of piston propellers, the tourists instinctively looked up and saw a Ju-88 bomber swooping down towards them.
"Boom boom boom"
As the bomb bay was opened, several simulated aerial bombs, still smoking but undamaged, were dropped into the museum grounds, the violent explosions sending every visitor's adrenaline soaring.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our new companion has just made his hello. Let us give a warm round of applause to welcome this JU88A-4 bomber to its new home."
Zhu Zi turned on the microphone and excitedly addressed everyone.
"Wow, I knew the bomb was fake, you've all been fooled."
The tourists in the European region were quite calm. Those who were lying on the ground were obviously from North America, but isn't the war museum a simulation of war?
Even without the flamethrower tank parade, today's ticket price was worthwhile. I got up, brushed the dust off my clothes, and the bomber, after pulling up its nose, took off again and "dive" once more.
After dropping its ammunition, it was time to land.
After the landing gear tires touched the ground, Douglas brought the very well-preserved Ju 88A-4 bomber to a stop on the runway.
The engines were completely shut off, and staff towed the plane to show the details to all the tourists behind the railings.
The Afica War Museum is known for its drivable tanks, so naturally it should also have its own flying aircraft, and today it's here.
Hundreds of mobile phones were snapping photos non-stop, and the photos and short videos were quickly uploaded to various websites.
"Yes, boss, the results are excellent. Many tourists have consulted our staff, and I have also received many calls from VIP users who are very interested in whether we will launch a driving experience service."
"I can't speak without speaking to Xia Yu," Hunter said after connecting the call.
There are only a handful of museums worldwide that can fly WWII-era aircraft. In the UK, you can spend thousands of pounds to fly a Spitfire, and in the US, you can experience a B-17 bomber for a few hundred dollars, but none of them can drop live bombs.
Because this not only requires permission under local laws, but also the ability to obtain live ammunition.
7.9mm bullets for aircraft machine guns are easy to find, but there is no stable supply of 13mm, 20mm, 30mm, 37mm... etc.
Not to mention sensitive items like aerial bombs; if one were dropped in a busy urban area, it would be a major accident.
Therefore, this kind of thing can only be done in Afica, where the laws are lenient and the management is strict.
"Of course it will be launched, but they will have to wait. It will take at least another six months before it can be officially used by people."
Xia Yu said with a smile.
He was only responsible for fanning the flames and maintaining the heat. Without proper equipment and logistics, the second phase of the project could not have officially started operation.
During this period, the museum will release aircraft in batches every half month or month to continuously accumulate traffic until the company is truly ready.
Xia Yu doesn't plan to raise ticket prices any further. The increased visitor traffic brought by the popularity will definitely boost the revenue of Phase 1, making up for this shortfall.
However, there will definitely be an entrance fee for the third phase. He didn't spend much money to buy the ship, but it cost tens of millions of euros to take it to Germany for modification.
He's definitely going to make that money back.
After chatting with Hunter about the upcoming arrangements and telling him to withstand the pressure, Xia Yu hung up the phone because they also had to set off.
Liv arrived at the mine ahead of everyone else in a C-160 to meet up with the employees.
Apart from personnel, luggage, and light weapons for self-defense, everything else was packed into containers and shipped to the Middle East by sea.
With the excess payload removed, the C-160's range can extend from Pilau in Chungfei all the way to Aqaba in Yodna.
This is also why Xia Yu didn't see his parents off for the last time. Today is the day they return to China, and it's also the day Ji Huo Defense departs for the Middle East. Everyone else has already boarded the plane, leaving only him, a very busy man with endless phone calls.
After exchanging a few words with the mine's production and security managers, Xia Yu boarded C160.
In just over ten days, in addition to obtaining relatively accurate data from the oil wells, the technical and management personnel of the uranium mine were all in place and began the excavation work on that part of the shallow ore body.
This means the mine is now officially operational. I believe that once they withdraw from the Middle East, they will be able to guarantee stable production and supply uranium ore to China.
"Buzz"
A C-160 carrying more than 40 full-time employees of Jihuo Defense took off and flew toward the Middle East region northeast of the Afica continent.
Besides the platoon that escorted the ship, another platoon of second-line personnel traveled by civil aviation, and they arrived in Yotau earlier than Xia Yu.
Just now, Xia Yu spoke with the other party on the phone and learned that the cargo ship had just arrived at the port, and after unloading the cargo, it completed customs clearance using the documents he provided.
In these Middle Eastern countries, the restrictions on light weapons are relatively lenient, but the entry of heavy equipment into ports is even stricter than in Afica. If Xia Yu wanted to pass through Yogi, he still had to ask the old king for help.
Half of the company's employees will go ahead to Sulayya to prepare for the convoy, while the other half will be responsible for escorting the convoy.
So much equipment and supplies can't be transported in one trip by just three trucks with six trailers; C-160s would have to make more than a dozen sorties to help with the transport.
That's how it is when you're fighting on an intercontinental road; you have to bring so much stuff. If Jihuo Defense didn't have its own tactical transport aircraft, Xia Yu wouldn't have accepted Old Yev's invitation.
He kept complaining that Old Mei was eating pre-made meals and semi-finished products, but Big Mao's logistics were even worse. They skimped on ammunition for their own people, and the food supply was really just buckwheat rice with rye bread, which was as unpalatable as it could possibly be.
Putting everything else aside, just when it comes to food, among the five great philanthropists, only the Chinese and Germans are the most reliable. The Russians are poor, and the British are simply not good enough.
Xia Yu closed his eyes, sitting in the not-so-comfortable folding chair, his head resting on his wife's shoulder. The drowsiness after a long day of work surged over him. When he opened his eyes again, they had already flown over Eji and arrived over the Red Sea.
We're almost there. He called to wake up the other guys who were also fast asleep. Hans had already brewed a big pot of coffee. Everyone got a cup to perk them up and get ready to get to work.
Upon arriving at the port city of Aqaba in Yosemite, Kuhn and Christian led their team to the port, while Huang Jingxiu stayed behind with 10 people.
Xia Yu, along with his wife and the rest of the group, headed to Anman, the capital of Joaquin.
On the auspicious day of the official opening of the Old King's Chariot Museum, he will definitely come to show his support.
So he only arranged for his parents to play in the fruit for a month, and he only gave Lao Huang and the others a month to train. He also made an appointment with Lao Yefu a month later, and the time just happened to be on this day.
Now Xia Yu has arrived, bringing sincere congratulations.
Of course, Joachim is a good place; it has some things he wants, and he hopes the old king will part with them.
"It will take them several days to transport equipment and supplies. Should we take this opportunity to visit the ancient city of Petra?"
In the back seat of the car, Xia Yu asked Liv for her advice.
He was personally more interested in both the developed and undeveloped pyramids, but since Eji was not a stopover for them, the ancient city of Petra in Joachim was equally worth seeing.
Temples, theaters, colonnaded streets, mausoleums, baths, large rock reliefs, and even prisons—these ancient stone buildings left over from the Roman Petra administrative district have greatly inspired the design of Xia Yu's future bunker.
"Of course I'd love to. No matter how many videos you see, nothing beats experiencing it in person."
Liv is also interested in various ancient civilizations, especially the Roman Empire, which rose to power and then declined. They ruled many places, then lost those territories, until they became the subject of extensive historical records.
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