Once the gate opened, everyone saw what was inside: a fleet of fighter jets, all of which were from before the disaster.
I never imagined that the equipment from before the disaster would still be preserved, and in such good condition!
"My God, it's a fighter jet!"
"Wow, it's actually the Zhantian G5 fighter jet!"
"Wow, so many! We're rich!"
...
Everyone was extremely excited as they looked at the rows and rows of fighter jets in the underground warehouse; these were fighter jets that had survived the disaster in such good condition.
This type of fighter jet is impossible to produce now due to the scarcity of materials and technology. Finding it at this time is like a stroke of good luck.
Zeng Guangtian's eyes seemed to have the words "get rich" written all over them, and his hands were trembling.
If being able to produce helicopters was a pleasant surprise in the past, then discovering fighter jets at this time was like a windfall.
And it was a huge pie, the kind you can't finish.
What are you waiting for? Such great news, shouldn't you report it to headquarters immediately?
Unbeknownst to everyone, there was an explosive device embedded in the gate. Had it been forcibly opened, it could have detonated the explosives inside. In that case, not only would there be no helicopter, but everyone would be buried alive.
Zeng Guangtian quickly connected to the interdimensional communication system to report the new findings.
On the other side, in the headquarters compound,
Wei Lun was sitting in a rocking chair discussing the current management of the guard with Qin Mutong. With the number of guards gradually increasing, whether or not to establish a formal organizational structure like before the disaster was a cause for concern.
Qin Mutong had just mentioned the matter of the organizational structure when the interdimensional communication system rang.
The management channel exploded because of a single sentence Zeng Guangtian said.
"Boss, good news! Fighter jets! One hundred fighter jets!"
...
Before Wei Lun and Qin Mutong could even speak, the entire management team erupted in chaos.
"Damn, Lao Zeng, have you found something good?"
"Fighter jets? Where? Really?"
"Damn it, get it back quickly, I want to test the fighter jet's performance!"
...
Uh, Wei Lun's heart skipped a beat when he heard the explosive discussion in his earpiece.
It was a fighter jet?
"Zeng Guangtian, what did you say? There are fighter jets in the underground warehouse?"
Wei Lun inquired, his surprise no less than when he received the missiles. This was a strategic weapon; with fighter jets, he could assert his power in all regions.
Moreover, having fighter jets means having air superiority, and the skies above the Guardian Group will no longer be unsafe.
In this apocalyptic world, who owns fighter jets? Very few. After the disaster, virtually all combat equipment was destroyed. Now, it seems the only remaining fighter jets are in these underground warehouses.
"Yes, boss, fighter jets, a full one hundred fighter jets!"
Zeng Guangtian spoke with excitement, as if he had discovered a treasure trove.
At this point, with the advent of tanks and helicopters, fighter jets became extremely important. Without tanks, there was no air superiority, and the situation wouldn't necessarily be safe in a real fight.
But now, in the blink of an eye, another problem has arisen.
We have fighter jets, but no pilots. Although we now have helicopters, fighter jet operation and helicopter operation are not the same.
"We're rich, boss!"
Zeng Guangtian said excitedly, "The whole communication channel is buzzing with discussion!"
"Boss, this is great news! Get it back right away!"
"But we don't have any pilots!"
"Moreover, the technical requirements for fighter jets before the disaster were very high. What can we do?"
"We can use the AI to search for information. Even if we can't find the information, we can still recruit some talent. With fighter jets, are we afraid of not having pilots?"
...
Listening to everyone's discussion, Wei Lun also had an idea.
"Zeng Guangtian, send more men to the military base to protect me."
"yes!"
"Du Kun, search for useful teaching materials on the AI!"
"yes!"
"Lin Xinyue, you need to recruit talent for me, the sooner the better!"
"yes!"
...
After arranging a series of things, Wei Lun hung up the call.
Qin Mutong was extremely excited. Now they possessed fighter jets. If they could really bring them back, the Guardian Group would be able to roam freely across the skies.
"Honey, what are your plans for deploying these fighter jets?"
Qin Mutong said with a grin, though she was actually quite excited. She knew that flying to other factions would make her look more prestigious.
"Let's form a flight squadron."
"Now that we have helicopters and fighter jets, it is very necessary to establish a flight squadron."
Wei Lun said with a smile, "However, whether this flight squadron should be included in the combat order still needs to be considered. Right now, the most important task is to find the pilots, or at least find information on how to train them."
...
Zeng Guangtian had already received his boss's instructions regarding the military base and quickly secured it with tight security.
The number of patrol and guard personnel has increased significantly. It seems we won't need to search for supplies for the next few days; the most important thing is these fighter jets.
Du Kun activated his guards to search for information on the AI, unaware that Zeng Guangtian was watching him with a broad smile.
"Hey, Lao Zeng, I'm a straight man, don't look at me like that."
Du Kun put down the smart device and saw Zeng Guangtian staring at him with shining eyes.
"Hey, I'm a straight guy too. Lao Du, are you a god? You actually let us open the warehouse."
"You know, this gate was surrounded by explosives. If it had been forced open, we might not have seen the sun rise tomorrow."
Sweat beaded on Zeng Guangtian's forehead, and he was terrified. The explosives here were enough to destroy an area within a ten-mile radius!
"Ha, you're just finding out? Do you think such an important base could be breached by brute force?"
Du Kun said with a smile, his hands still operating the AI to search for information about this fighter jet, but there was very little relevant information on forums and the internet, mainly just introductory materials.
"The boss was too reckless just now. He got angry and told us to break it by force. Luckily, he didn't act impulsively!"
Zeng Guangtian took a deep breath. Ah, it feels so good to be alive.
"Stop talking nonsense and help me find some information. I don't want to be doing nothing when the boss is evaluating me."
Du Kun quickly told Lao Zeng that finding useful information in this vast ocean was extremely difficult.
"Don't you know how to issue a bounty? Where did all your wisdom go?"
Zeng Guangtian laughed and said, "Actually, you can now post bounty notices online. As long as you have money, you can get people to do things."
"good."
Du Kun suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered this method. He had been confused by Lao Zeng. If he directly issued a reward, those people would probably try every means to send the information to Du Kun. However, he would need to apply for project funding from Fu Xixi.
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