When the last ray of the setting sun was completely blocked by the horizon, Wei Ran had just finished talking about how when he was a student at the Hongqi Forest Farm, he and Jima were chased with rubber bullets by teacher Dalia in the swimming pool while holding a silicone dummy.
The painful experience of being chased.
Opposite the two of them, only a table away, the fat Uncle Chubu finally stopped laughing unbridled and banging on the table.
Wiping the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes with his palms, the fat man Chubu directly picked up the few wine bottles left, raised his neck and poured all the remaining wine into his mouth.
"Danglanglang!"
As the empty wine bottle in his hand was thrown into the cabin behind him, the private plane finally came to a complete stop.
“I finally felt relieved after listening to your story.”
The fat man Chubu burped, slowly relit a cigar, and then took out two fake black hoods from the small drawer beside him and threw them to Wei Ran and Ji Ma, then stood up and walked through the cabin door.
While saying, "Okay, kids, put on your hoods, it's time to open the gifts."
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Ji Ma immediately put on thick hoods and left the cabin with Uncle Chubu who opened the cabin door himself.
Looking around, the sight has been distorted by the high temperature. The surrounding area is filled with yellow sand and Gobi desert. Even the airport runway under the feet is a field airport-level gravel road.
Following Uncle Chubu around to the other side of the plane, Weiyan and Jima noticed that on the other side of the airport runway, there was a long row of iron hangars, and behind these hangars,
A rolling hill that is only three to four hundred meters long at most and never more than 50 meters high.
At the highest point of this small hill, there is an old-looking tower built, and at the foot of the mountain directly below the tower, there are some khaki vehicles parked faintly!
There was no need to discuss it at all. Wei Ran and Ji Ma were very wise and did not ask where exactly this place was - even just now - they had a very good chat with Uncle Chubu on the way.
They didn't ask, and the drunken fat man Chubu naturally didn't explain. He just led them away leisurely from the simple runway, which was relatively flatter than the surroundings, and then headed towards a man with a full face not far away.
The bearded man wearing a desert-colored combat uniform, but it was impossible to tell which country's armed forces he was from, waved his hand.
The bearded man immediately stood at attention, then held the handstand fixed on his shoulder and said something.
Soon, the metal doors of the hangars were all opened with a clanging noise before the three Weirans walked to the door, revealing various types of aircraft parked inside.
At a glance, the first three iron hangars parked in the first three iron hangars are all An-12 transport aircraft still wearing Soviet paint. But what is scary is that under the wings of these three aircraft, there are actually astonishingly large aerial bombs hanging!
Following the drunken Chubu, he continued to walk farther away. Although there were no airplanes in the fourth, fifth, and sixth hangars, they were filled with wooden boxes of unknown contents.
When we reached the seventh hangar, in addition to a DT30 transport vehicle, there were also two bulldozers, several forklifts, and even a Maz537 heavy-duty tractor truck painted in desert color with its chassis exposed.
When he reached the eighth hangar, the drunk Chubu finally stopped, raised his finger and pointed at the ugly aircraft parked in the hangar and introduced, "This is an An-74tk-
The 200 passenger and cargo aircraft, although it has been parked here for almost 10 years, is indeed a brand new aircraft.
And about four or five years ago, I replaced it with the D-436t1 turbofan engine used in the subsequent 300 model, while retaining the engine lift layout, so that it still has the same pure short-range starting point as the An72.
Reduce ability.”
Having said this, Chubu turned around and patted Ji Ma on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, from now on, this big-eared Chubu will be your toy."
"For...for me?"
Jima asked stammering, but in fact, just like Wei Ran at this moment, he muttered in his mind, "Where did you find such an ugly plane?"
Indeed, this aircraft is not really beautiful, otherwise it would never have been nicknamed "Big Ears Chubu".
"Go up and have a look"
Uncle Chubu, the big fat man, patted Ji Ma on the shoulder, "It was overhauled about a week ago. Now as long as oil is added, it can fly at any time. The repairs have just been completed. Now as long as the oil is processed, it can fly at any time."
Here comes the cannon."
He and Wei Ran looked at each other, and the two stepped towards the plane painted in pure white.
Although the appearance of this plane is not much different from the one they took just now, it is completely different on the inside.
If the plane we just took was a luxurious air car, this plane is an air bus with more than thirty seats.
But even so, there is no shortage of necessary equipment. There is even a large LCD screen with an unknown purpose fixed on the bulkhead directly in front of the seat.
"Isn't this too ugly?" Jima leaned close to Wei Ran and lowered his voice and said, "I'm not talking about the inside, I'm talking about the outside. Isn't this plane too ugly?"
"A beggar still thinks the vegetables are salty?"
Wei Ran muttered in Chinese that Ji Ma couldn't understand, and at the same time he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "It's really ugly."
However, just like the saying that a beggar should not dislike the salty food, no matter how ugly it is, this is a gift from someone else. It is obviously a very rude thing to refuse at this time.
After a quick turn, the two left the cabin without any regrets and returned to Uncle Chubu's side.
"You will be asked to sign a few documents later, and then the plane will be yours."
After saying that, Chubu directly hooked Wei Ran's shoulder and continued to walk to the next hangar, "The next thing is for you."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "More...more?" Wei Ran showed just the right amount of surprise.
"certainly!"
The fat Chubu laughed loudly, "How could I ask you to make a special trip just for that small plane? Jima, hurry up and follow me. What are you doing?"
"coming!"
Ji Ma hurriedly said hello, but at the same time he couldn't help but gloat and wonder, when they return to Inta with two such ugly planes, which An-2 plane will they be tied to by the Queen of Inta?
The propeller turns all day long.
Just as he was lost in thought, Uncle Chubu, who was walking at the front shoulder to shoulder with Wei Ran, also stopped in front of the ninth hangar. "You need to pass this to Nineel."
Chubu pointed at the plane parked in the hangar and said casually, but at the same time he was very satisfied with the dull eyes of Wei Ran and Ji Ma.
Of course the two of them were stunned, because what was parked in this much larger hangar turned out to be a pure white IL-76 transport plane!
"This...this is..." "Yes"
Chubu said with emotion, "This is an Il-76md that should have been manufactured in 1990. It was almost the last Il-76 produced by the Soviet Union. Her first flight was from Tashkent, more than 900 kilometers away.
Here it is. Since then, except for a one-hour inspection flight once a year, it has never left the surface."
Ignoring Weiran and Jima who looked like idiots, Chubu took out a laser pointer from his pocket, pointed in the direction of the tail and said, "This IL-76 retains the military-style tail turret and the infrared interference bomb.
Launch function. Of course, in order to avoid you causing unnecessary trouble, I have removed the barrel of the turret, but the launch function of infrared jamming bombs is still retained, and I will prepare some jamming bombs for it."
After a short pause, Chubb pointed the laser pointer at the wing again, "As you can see, it still has pylons under its wings. About four or five years ago, this aircraft was also replaced with
The ps-90a2 engine makes this big guy much quieter and can fly longer with the same amount of fuel."
"Uncle Chubu," Jima finally couldn't help but asked, "Why are these planes kept here?"
"Do you think I want to keep them like this?" The drunken Uncle Chubu snorted and said in a rather depressed tone, "As you can see, these are all overstocked goods that cannot be sold.
"
This sentence is false!
Wei Ran and Ji Ma looked at each other, and not surprisingly, they saw the same answer in each other's eyes.
