Chapter 187: Suburban Hangar A minute later, Blitz sent another message: OK. The other party has received the virtual coins and delivered $10 in cash! When will you come back to get the money? Zhang Ailun: We are still dealing with the gun shop and the suburban hangar, and we may not be able to go back until tonight. You can just deposit the money into my charity card. Blitzcrank: Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy then. Soon the mobile app displayed a deposit reminder, +100000 US dollars. Zhang Ailun put away his phone with satisfaction and calculated today's income and expenses. He still had a remaining deposit of 41 US dollars. Money is really spent like water. After purchasing a gun store, you will also need to stockpile guns. If the guns are only sold within the store, there is no need for the weapons and equipment to be too good or too expensive. A Barrett sniper rifle priced at $12000 can be the treasure of the store. The internal purchase price is not that high, but it still costs seven or eight thousand dollars. The profit in the middle is pitiful, and there is also the risk of theft. Even if you dare to sell the RPG rocket launcher in a gun store, ordinary customers will not dare to buy it because it is just a showpiece. The price of ordinary arms is still relatively cheap, but the profit period is too long and the profit is not high. It is more profitable to engage in smuggling transactions. Sig and Bailey cleaned the hangar swiftly, while Zhang Allen watched the takeoffs and landings on the apron from the side.
The other hangar owners drove over and brought out a Cessna 310 five-seater private jet from the third hangar next door. Zhang Allen checked the bidding website and the official price on his phone and couldn't help but gasp. The price was about $38, and even a second-hand one would cost $20! There is a hangar, but what if I can’t afford to buy a few planes? What's the difference between buying a Maybach but not being able to fill up the gas tank, or buying a gun store but not being able to buy ammunition? Zhang Ailun immediately decided to bring the glider over to temporarily fill the gap, and he could slowly deal with the other things later when he had more money. He waved Bailey over and patted him on the shoulder. "You must have flown planes often in the army before. How are your skills as an air force officer? What types of fighter planes have you flown?" Bailey saw that the chief wanted to test his ability, so he immediately replied: "A-10 fighter, AC-130 transport fighter, B1 strategic bomber, F-15 fighter, F-16 fighter, these types of aircraft can be driven during training!" "Why are there only antiques here? Are there no aerospace fighters like F22, F35, B2 bombers for you to train with?" Zhang Ailun was a little confused. “They are a bit old, but these planes can still defeat 99% of the air forces of countries.” The F16's record against Soviet aircraft was even more terrifying, 0:69. So far, there has been no chance to surpass the Soviet Union, and they are shitting on its head, leaving you scratching your head and having no way to stop it. Although the model technology is old, it is still an excellent third-generation fighter with powerful functions. Bailey was a little helpless. "Boss, what do you think the F22 is? It's a top fifth-generation fighter! Only veteran ace pilots trained in the Air Force are qualified to operate it. How can an ordinary sergeant like me be qualified to operate it? At most, I can fly a wingman during mission training. The models I have flown are far ahead of other countries." "Then I'll give you a task. Come with me to the car cemetery and drive the glider over." Zhang Ailun asked Sig to wait here and prepared to go to the suburbs to get the glider for storage. "No problem. Boss, let alone a glider, I can even fly a private plane with my feet." Bailey found confidence in the field he was good at. "Okay, then you are not allowed to use your hands at all times." "..." Bailey's face froze, "I'm just saying, you still need to use your hands while driving." Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "Young man, you are still a little too young to show off in front of the chief leader." After saying hello to Sig, he took Bailey, got his flight equipment and parachute, and headed to Mike's Modification Shop in the suburbs. I arrived at the scene dozens of minutes later and parked the car on the side of the road. Just as I was about to go in and knock on the door, I found that there was no one in the modification shop and the door of the backyard on the other side of the road was also closed. Zhang Allen simply sent a message to Mark, asking where the other party was and bringing people to pick up the goods. Mark: [Location coordinates], come quickly, I'm waiting for you here.
Zhang Ailun took a look at the location, which was about ten minutes away from the modification shop and was a plain area, so he simply took Bailey in the car and went there. It took some time for Zhang Allen and Bailey to drive to the scene. Mark and the old man from the car shop were also there. The glider had already been equipped with thrusters. When they saw the chief leader coming, they greeted him eagerly, "Hey! You're here!" Zhang Ailun got out of the car and looked at his glider, then nodded with satisfaction, "It's well maintained. Can I drive it away now?" "Of course, but we haven't tested its performance yet. After all, I've never flown a plane and I don't have a license. Just when your people are here, we can just drive it away." Mark said, "But have you prepared a place to store it? In the city or somewhere else?" "That's not a big deal, because we have already prepared a hangar. It's right at Weilin Airport in the suburbs," Zhang Ailun explained. “……”No, you are serious. Mark was a little numb. Why would you park a glider in such a hangar? Are you planning to buy a private jet or a fighter jet in the future? But this was someone else's private matter after all, so he didn't say much and turned around to introduce his masterpiece. "The launch device of your glider is a bit too old. Most gliders nowadays are started and stopped by propellers. I modified a new launch device for you. It uses turbine traction and can be launched by catapult traction and gliding start, but it has some requirements for the road surface, so I chose to park it on a relatively flat road." Zhang Ailun looked at the inspiration device, which was a separate facility from the glider. He needed to start the device first to tow the glider and then take off steadily with the help of the rising air currents. He wondered, "Do I have to put this thing away after I use it?" "Of course. This is not a one-time thing. Didn't you drive here? But there are only two of you. How are you planning to get back?" Mark asked puzzled. "It's simple. I'll just hire you to follow the car!" Zhang Ailun patted his shoulder. "That way, if anything happens along the way, I can ask you to repair it and compensate me." "Boss, if something really happens in the sky, we'll be doomed." Bailey said speechlessly. "I'm not a prison officer, and this isn't a Sikorsky S-76 helicopter. What do you think parachutes were invented for? Get on board!" Zhang Ailun handed the car keys to Mark and sent him the location coordinates. For safety reasons, he also changed into professional flight equipment and put on a parachute. Bailey sat in the cockpit and familiarized himself with the buttons, while Zhang Allen sat in the seat behind. After closing the windshield, fastening the safety device and seat belt, Bailey gave a thumbs up to Mark outside and said, "It's ready to start!" Mark activated the traction catapult and pulled the glider ahead for hundreds of meters. As the traction machine started quickly, the glider began to fly close to the ground. As the thrust of the rising airflow increased, the steel cable snapped loose. The glider was freed and flew higher and higher, flying towards the sky above! Zhang Ailun sat on the glider and felt only a turbulence from the air flow. The next second, he was flying steadily in the air. Looking down at the rapidly shrinking buildings below, he couldn't help but praise Bailey's skills, "Well done! A perfect takeoff!" Bailey made an OK sign, a little arrogant, and said without turning his head: "It doesn't take much skill to fly a plane. As long as you can overcome gravity, it's almost the same as driving a car. It's much easier than driving on the highway. After all, there are no traffic lights in the sky." Just show off. Expert in air combat, amateur in land combat. I'm talking about you. This is not the time when you were stripped naked by a black man in Little Rock and forced to beg for food next to a trash can. The cell phone still had a signal. Zhang Allen simply sent a message to Mark, asking him to drive the car to the hangar at Weilin Airport. Mark couldn't help but complain: You guys are flying in the sky and I'm driving on the ground. If I had known earlier, I should have sat in the cockpit. Zhang Ailun: It’s not like I won’t give you the money for running away. Mark: How much will you give me? Zhang Ailun: $50, I’m already generous enough. Mark: That’s about right.
The speed of the glider is much faster than that of the off-road vehicle. It arrived at the hangar in a few minutes. Bailey manipulated the glider to lower its nose, circled twice, and slid down steadily. Zhang Ailun also took a lot of high-altitude pictures with his mobile phone, preparing to use this as a gimmick to sell the glider at a good price. The flowers that Sig had been waiting for all withered, but he was not idle either. He filled up the mountain tricycle with gas and took a spin around the airport. When he saw the glider land on the public helipad, he immediately drove his motorcycle to the helipad to pick up the two. Seeing Zhang Allen and Bailey getting off the glider, he was also amazed, "Boss, everything is done, but you drove the plane here and left the car over there, how are we going to get back?" "I've asked someone to drive over here. Let's get this glider into the hangar first." Zhang Ailun waved his hand. Do you need to tell me? The chief leader has already made arrangements! "okay." Sig and Bailey immediately began to tow the glider and pushed it into the hangar for parking. Zhang Ailun also took off his flying equipment. After waiting for a while, I saw Mark driving a Wrangler here. He parked the car in front of the hangar door and visited the hangar after getting out of the car. "How much does this hangar cost? Although the space is not large and the location is also average, it takes dozens of minutes to get here from the city, but it will cost at least no less than 5 US dollars, right?" Mark asked curiously. "You are so narrow-minded. I didn't spend a penny," Zhang Ailun said. "It was given to us by someone else." "…What kind of work do you do? Why didn't anyone send me off?" Mark was really numb after hearing this. "It's nothing, actually. We spent hundreds of thousands to buy a gun store, and the owner gave us a small hangar like this as a gift," Zhang Ailun explained. "That's more like it." Mark's expression relaxed, as if he accepted this reason. Although it sounds like I was extremely lucky and had found a great bargain, it can only be said that the seller was very generous. Zhang Ailun drove the Wrangler into the hangar and asked Sig to help unload the glider's towing device from the car. The whole process took seven or eight minutes, and the work was basically done. Zhang Allen generously paid Mark $50 for his escape fee, closed the hangar door, and took a few people back and forth to the city. I dropped Mark off at a car cemetery, thanked him for his help, said goodbye to each other, and then drove back to the city. By the time we arrived in Los Angeles, it was almost dark. Zhang Ailun sent Sig and Bailey back to the Qiaodong camp, turned the steering wheel and prepared to drive away. "Boss, what are you doing now?" Sig looked at the leader who didn't even get out of the car, and felt that he was going on a date with someone again. Zhang Ailun said seriously: "Don't meddle in the affairs of adults. Tell Dominic not to cook for me. I won't be back to rest tonight. Go find Blitz and get your share of the dividends." He stepped on the accelerator and left the camp. "Ok." Seeing that the chief was mysterious and unwilling to say more, Sig did not ask any more questions and turned to find Blitzcrank to collect the reward. Zhang Ailun drove to the shelter and parked the car on the side of the road. He hadn't come here to visit Reina for several days. When passing the intersection, he bought a bouquet of flowers at a roadside flower shop. She dressed up carefully, took the flowers and called Reina, and sent her a message asking her to open the door. After receiving the news, Reina quickly rushed out and opened the iron door of the shelter. Looking at the flowers in his hand, she couldn't help but smile, "You still remember to buy flowers for me?" "I'm here to fulfill my promise." Zhang Ailun handed the flowers to Reina and took out the gold necklace from his pocket, "Do you like it?" "Why don't you help me put it on?" Reina raised her neck. Zhang Ailun also helped her put on the necklace, and after admiring it, he found that it indeed added a bit of charm.
But accessories are just embellishments, the real beauty is the person himself. Praise: "You are so beautiful!" "How many people have you given this necklace to, and how many people have you said this to?" Reina asked, not buying his nonsense at all. "There aren't many people. Only seven or eight in total?" Zhang Ailun said jokingly. "Seven or eight? I'd be crazy if I believed you! I don't know what you've been doing lately." Reina said something unhappily, grabbed the chief, and invited him into the house. He closed the door, and when she wasn't paying attention, he leaned over against the wall and gave her a passionate kiss. "Honey, do you want to end the battle here, or do you want something more exciting?" Reina's face changed immediately. They hadn't seen each other for several days. Her eyes were so eager that she wanted to eat the chief directly. "I think it's better to take it slow," Zhang Ailun replied. Reina snorted and laughed: "Have you done too many bad things and feel a little guilty? Let me check and I'll know!" She put her hair up and squatted down. hiss…… Zhang Allen gasped. Fortunately, the chief's fighting power remains strong and can stand the test of time. An hour later, I got rave reviews from Rena! "What have you been doing recently? There are suddenly so many donations from people in your account." Reina snuggled up to the chief leader, her face still flushed, and said, "Have you forgotten what I told you, it's best not to donate more than $100,000 a day." Zhang Allen pondered: "Has this matter attracted Cooper's attention?" "Of course, he has to check the accounts every day. How can he pretend that nothing happened?" Reina said, "But it doesn't matter. His own business is not very clean either." "Then I will be more careful in the future. When we have money, we can set up a foundation ourselves and register as a charity organization, and you can help me manage the funds and charitable donations." Zhang Ailun said. Reina smiled and said, "Okay, I'm happy to do that, boss. It seems like your business is very big. Can you tell me more about it?" "Just some small businesses that compress guns." Zhang Ailun replied: "You know about the can recycling work and the Sanji Bar. At most, I recently opened a car repair shop. And there is Sig's gun shop." "It seems that you are not going to tell me the truth!" Reina grabbed the leader's lifeline. Hiss... Zhang Ailun couldn't help but groan. "I have told the truth." "I'll find out myself." Finally, Reina had no choice but to give up, "You are so tough! I hope you can stay this strong all night long." "Of course, I can fight with you all day long!" Zhang Ailun said confidently. (End of this chapter)