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Zhang Xiaoliu and nine experts went out together.
After they got on the bus, the convoy started heading towards Shanghai Airport.
The escort convoy, composed of the Shadow Regiment, the National Army, Fuxingshe, Hengshe and a small number of infantrymen from three European countries, passed through the main road of Shanghai at a constant speed.
Qian Weishen looked at the motorcade behind him.
"Why are there still people from Germany and Great Britain?"
Zhang Xiaoliu was sitting in the passenger seat.
He turned back slightly and explained, "Mr. Qian."
"The consuls of these countries are friends with Ye Anran."
"To ensure your safety, they volunteer to escort you."
Qian Weishen was startled.
He became more and more interested in Ye Anran.
Shu Beidou said in the letter that Hecheng not only has the ability to equip radar.
He even shipped a self-developed aircraft.
As a scientific researcher in the aerospace industry, he had to go see it.
Shanghai Airport.
The national army first blocked the entire airport.
Within one kilometer nearby, the light and covert sentries of national army soldiers can be seen everywhere.
The escort convoys from the other three countries stopped at the entrance of the airport.
The convoys of the National Army, Fuxing Society and Heng Society drove into the airport.
There are two transport planes parked on the tarmac.
14 destroyers and 1 Yinglong fighter.
The air force from Gao Zhihang and the 4th Jinling Flying Group stood quietly in front of their respective planes.
Before the convoy arrived, people from the 4th Flying Group surrounded the Yinglong fighter jet with envy.
Streamlined fuselage, and 6 machine guns with a caliber of 12.7 mm...
Every pilot's dream fighter jet.
At the very least, pilots no longer have the phobia of insufficient firepower.
Their Hawker 2 destroyer only has two small-caliber machine guns... and its ammunition load is pitiful.
The convoy stopped.
Nine experts said goodbye to their friends as they bid farewell to the plane.
When getting ready to board your flight.
Qian Weishen's eyes stayed on the Yinglong fighter jet.
"etc."
"Zhiqiang, come and see."
As he spoke, he walked towards the fighter jet of Gao Zhihang.
Zhang Xiaoliu and Boss Dai followed closely behind.
Several other experts also went together.
After a few breaths, everyone arrived in front of the Yinglong fighter jet.
The first person to sigh was Qian Weishen.
"This is what a fighter should look like!"
Then, everyone started talking.
"It's strange, Hawk 2 was only installed in the US Air Force in April this year."
"Why is it that when comparing this aircraft with the Hawker 2, the Hawker 2 seems outdated?"
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"Look, it is equipped with six 12.7 mm machine guns."
"It still uses retractable landing gear!"
"What a masterpiece!"
Nine scholars praised the Yinglong fighter jet.
Gao Zhihang had a smile on his handsome face.
It feels so good to be different from others.
Zhang Xiaoliu looked at the plane in front of him, dumbfounded.
You know, Jinling spent a lot of effort to purchase Hawker 2 fighter jets from the United States.
It has only been a few months, and in the eyes of several scholars, the Hawk 2 they purchased is already outdated.
That's too outrageous.
"An Ran, where did you buy this plane?"
"Forgot, Italy?"
In front of Boss Dai, Ye Anran couldn't say that he made it himself.
If he had said so.
With Jinling's temper, he first coerced and induced him to hand over his weapons.
If the threat fails, then destroy it!
Ye Anran was busy fighting the Japanese, he had no time to talk nonsense with Jin Ling!
Zhang Xiaoliu nodded.
In this way, it can explain the reason why Andrew, the Italian Consul General, respects Ye Anran...
The financier!
If you have money, you are the father!
Something is wrong!
Hecheng is so poor that it’s almost too hard to open the door. Where will the money come from to buy a plane?
Zhang Xiaoliu was puzzled.
At this time, Qian Weishen walked up to Gao Zhihang.
Gao Zhihang stood at attention and saluted.
"Is this the Yinglong fighter jet produced independently by Hecheng as mentioned in Mr. Shu's letter?"
"Report! Yes!"
Qian Weishen applauded!
"OK!"
"OK!"
“It’s worth going to Crane City!!”
The corners of his eyes turned red with excitement!
There is hope for Chinese aerospace industry! !
Ye Anran was stunned.
In one word, sir, sell him!
Zhang Xiaoliu was dumbfounded and his eyes widened.
His arms were clasped stiffly on both sides of his thighs, his head was as slow as a mechanical arm, and he looked at Ye Anran rhythmically...
Ye Anran didn't dare to look at him...
He raised his legs and ran.
With a snap, Zhang Xiaoliu reached out and grabbed Ye Anran's arm.
"Ye Anran, where did this plane come from?"
"..."
"Hecheng, independently produced fighter jets???"
Boss Dai next to him was stunned, his eyes were as big as cow eggs...
Ye Anran scratched his head and said, "I made it for fun."
"I didn't expect it to fly."
At this time, Ye Anran discovered that he would never lie at all...
Zhang Xiaoliu pointed at the plane, "I didn't expect it to fly. You flew from the Northeast to Shanghai, but you didn't expect it to fly. Can high-speed flights fly?"
"What the hell are you doing, kid?"
Ye Anran's embarrassed toes were about to dig out a Kwantung Army headquarters.
"It's really fun!"
"The technology comes from other countries!"
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His voice became slightly heavier when he spoke.
I just hope Mr. Qian will stop causing trouble.
It's not easy for him to get two dollars to set up a platform... Don't look back and Zhang Xiaoliu wants ten million US dollars back.
Nine scholars finished watching Fighter.
Feeling great.
Before coming, they were still wondering whether they should go to Crane City.
After watching Ying Long, they felt they had come to the right place.
Crane City, you must go!
Wait until the scholars have finished boarding.
All escort personnel in the cabin were replaced by members of the Shadow Regiment.
Ye Anran and Zhang Xiaoliu took another transport plane.
Mainly, I have nothing in common with the gentlemen. The things they talk about are too high-end.
Ye Anran felt like a primary school student in front of them.
The guards were all replaced by members of the Shadow Group.
It was Ye Anran's request.
To put it bluntly, he didn't trust those buddies in the national army.
It's not that those guys are bad, it's because there are bad people above them!
Zhang Xiaoliu stood in front of the boarding stairs.
He looked at Ye Anran standing on the plane.
Emotion.
Unexpectedly, a year later, he would return to the Northeast in this way.
War of Moderation!
He must lead his troops back to the Northeast!
Wait until he and all the national army soldiers board the plane.
Boss Dai, the director of the Fuxing Society, walked up the boarding stairs.
When he was about to stand at the door of the cabin, Ma Jinhai stopped him.
Boss Dai's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and he asked: "What do you mean?"
Ma Jinhai: "I'm sorry, sir."
"You can't go to Crane City!"
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"Zhang Xiaoliu is responsible for protecting the safety of the nine gentlemen. It is a task entrusted to the two of us by Jinling!!"
"What do they mean??"
Boss Dai was angry.
He didn't even call him "Chairman" anymore.
Call him by his first name!
Zhang Xiaoliu was embarrassed.
Boss Dai was not allowed to board the plane, which surprised him.
All his members of the Fuxing Society stood in front of the boarding stairs, preparing to "break through Guandong" with Boss Dai.
However, they did not expect that the dignified Boss Dai would be rejected.
"Ye Anran!!"
"What the hell do you mean?"
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Boss Dai came out with his foul mouth, and Ma Jinhai then pulled out a gun and put it to his heart.
"If you curse again, I will kill you here!"
