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Chapter 690: Old driver, do something or not

The hangar door slowly opened after San entered, about a few minutes later...

What appeared in everyone's eyes was the back of No. 3, standing quietly in the middle of the hangar.

When I got closer, I found a person lying on the ground, and I could hear very regular snoring.

The veteran driver actually fell asleep in the hangar...

"Hello? Wake up..."

Qin Da's face darkened and he kicked him.

"Bang!"

This kick didn't use much force, but it didn't wake up the old driver.

"Forget it! This guy hasn't slept for seven or eight days. He's exhausted..."

No. 3, who rarely spoke out, stopped Qin Da's atrocities.

Liu Shiba glanced at No. 3 worriedly, but found that the eye on No. 3's forehead was missing. The surface of No. 3's forehead was smooth and white, and there was no clue.

Then, No. 3's figure shook and slowly fell to the ground.

Liu Shiba took a quick step and caught the limp body of No. 3, and said anxiously:

"No. 3, No. 3, what's going on?"

"I'm fine... I guess I'm a little tired!"

No. 3 lay in Liu Shiba's arms for a long time, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he murmured softly.

After saying that, No. 3 stood up on his own, shook his body again, turned around and said with a smile:

"Cuihua and I went to the captain's room to take a rest. There are forty-nine fighter jets here.

I took a look just now, and I really figured out something strange for this guy."

After saying that, No. 3 left the hangar supported by Cuihua.

Liu Shiba turned his head and looked around. The hangar was filled with fighter jets. At first glance, it looked the same as before.

"Why forty-nine?"

Liu Shiba lowered his head and frowned. He remembered that there were fifty fighter jets shipped to Storm.

"Hoda, how many fighter jets were shipped that day?"

"Fifty, yes, I'm sure!"

Hoda was born for sure.

"Ouch! Why did you kick me?"

Behind him, the old driver's cry of pain came. It seemed that Qin Da was also very persistent. After No. 3 left, he forced this guy to wake up.

"Don't pull me, it hurts so much!"

The old driver was cursing, but Qin Da pulled him in front of Liu Shiba.

"Huang Yifei, how did you complete the task given to you?"

Liu Shiba waved his hand to Qin Da to let go.

The old driver wore a greasy work hat on his head, looked at Liu Shiba with side eyes and said:

"A gentleman's words."

Liu Shiba smiled slightly and said:

"Hurry up and whip your horse!"

The old driver's spirit was shaken, and he immediately put on a charming smile, took Liu Shiba's hand, walked to a huge fighter jet, and gave instructions:

"Come on, come on! Look at this fighter jet. It has been modified and installed exactly as you want. Are you satisfied?

The original high speed, stealth, and anti-bullet capabilities of the fuselage remain unchanged, and it has the added capability of underwater short-range assault.

According to my analysis, its high-speed assault distance in the water does not exceed ten nautical miles, so it must surface to attack."

Liu Shiba looked up and down curiously and said curiously:

"I don't see what's so special about this fighter jet?"

The old driver smiled triumphantly and said:

"There are specialties in the arts, how can you tell?"

Liu Shiba narrowed his eyes, his face turned cold, and he said with a cold look in his eyes:

"I can't see it, so what I said before doesn't count."

"No, let me explain it to you! Come on, look at this fighter jet. I spent one night dismantling one.

Later I discovered that this fighter jet was modified from some off-the-shelf machinery and had an excellent sealing effect. Even if there was a little leakage, it would not affect the short-range submarine assault.

So what needs to be solved is the air inlet circuit, because combustion requires air. If it is in sea water, then a water inlet circuit needs to be added. The principle is similar to that of some kind of underwater car.

It was easy to do this, so I installed an air intake and an air outlet circuit on the intake pipe and exhaust tail valve respectively, so the diving problem was solved."

Speaking of which, veteran driver, hey? He smiled and added:

"But it's not that fast underwater. It's definitely extremely fast compared to a ship.

For example, if it has Mach 10 in the air, it will have at least one-third the speed in the water and can defeat all ships on the sea."

When Liu Shiba heard this, he turned around and stared at the old driver as if he were looking at a monster, gritted his teeth and said:

"Considering that you have passed the test, please explain to me now. It seems to me that your air intake circuit is also made of black iron?"

Then, Liu Shiba turned around and pointed at the hangar door:

"And the hangar door, you actually welded it shut with black iron? Please explain to me, how did you melt this black metal?"

When the old driver heard this, a strange look appeared on his face, and he whispered:

"Boss, I did some research and found out that this big guy looks like a large aircraft carrier that can dive and excavate soil.

But! I, Huang Yifei, can be sure that this thing is definitely not something that can be made with today’s technology. Not even China, not even the United States can make it.

How unbelievable is an underwater aircraft carrier that can lurk several miles away and conduct air superiority attacks?

Boss, please tell me exactly where we are now? What do you want these same heaven-defying fighters to do? Who do you want to fight?"

Liu Shiba looked at Huang Yifei with a smile and said:

"What are you asking about these useless things? We agreed that you modify the plane and I will send you back when it's done."

Huang Yifei grinned, with a hint of coldness in his eyes:

"Labour and management are Chinese. If you do anything that is detrimental to the country, labor and management will not do it..."

Liu Shiba laughed and said:

"Okay! I can't believe that even a bus driver has patriotic blood. Do you know where this place is? Where is it above our heads?"

Let me tell you, this is the battlefield of the joint expeditionary forces of China and other countries, and this is the southeastern sea area of ​​​​China.

And the goal of this battleship is to lurk on the periphery and annihilate all the lone aircraft carrier formations one by one..."

After speaking, Liu Shiba patted Huang Yifei's shoulder and said with a raised corner of his mouth:

"Okay, now that we've gone around the circle, why don't you explain how black iron melts?

There seem to be a lot of maintenance tools in this hangar, but at a glance, it is not difficult to find that there is not a single tool that can do the job of melting black metal. How did you do it?

And can you open the door within a few minutes, and then come back and pretend to be asleep? If you don’t tell me clearly, I will kill you now..."

Hearing what Liu Shiba said, the old driver's expression froze and he gritted his teeth and said:

"This is a secret, do you understand? What's going on if labor and management don't talk about it? By the way, I can only modify one of those fighter jets a day.

At present, only seven aircraft have been modified, which means that eight fighter jets are needed to convert them into seven finished products.

If it weren't for the fact that these warships are fighting for the country, labor and management would have destroyed these fighter jets right now."

Liu Shiba's eyes twitched and he frowned:

"Okay! Everyone has their own little secret. It's understandable. You can hide the secret of black iron melting in your heart, but you can't leave here."

The old driver said with a stern look in his eyes:

"You want me to join the gang? Do you want me to join you?"

Liu Shiba smiled and said:

"Hit! Not only the Japanese, but also Americans, and many other countries that have looked down on us and insulted us in the past. This time we have to settle the accounts for them."

When the old driver heard this, not only did he not laugh, but he said worriedly:

"That's right! You fought well, but have you ever thought about our Chinese people?"

Liu Shiba was stunned and said:

"What do you mean?"

"Those countries have suffered great losses and will definitely not give up. They will retaliate!

Can you stop thousands of fighter jets from bombing simultaneously? Can you stop the attack of hundreds of nuclear bombs?

You can't stop it... As long as the Joint Expeditionary Force suffers heavy losses, the United States will definitely use intercontinental ballistic missiles first and carry hydrogen bomb warheads to carry out large-scale retaliation."

The veteran driver analyzed carefully.

As Liu Shiba listened, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his spine felt chilly. He quickly turned around and ran outside the hangar, saying as he ran:

"As fast as possible, modify the fighter jet!"

Running outside the hangar, Liu Shiba solemnly took out his phone and whispered:

"No. 3, open a dedicated line to Mr. Ning in Kyoto..."

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