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Chapter 495: Set Sail Again, the Ultimate Goblin

Time quickly came to the morning of the opening day, and a large number of tourists rushed into Paine Field. It was also the first time that it was so lively here.

When Paul was still here, the most successful air show day had no more than one-tenth of the number of tourists as today. He must be very pleased to see this scene!
Colon, who was visiting Magnesium for the first time, worked with other employees to maintain order on the scene.

They came to the rescue. The combined number of employees in the two departments of FHC was less than three digits, and they were simply unable to cope with the tens of thousands of customers.

But with dozens of experienced people from the tank museum, the situation is different. They can handle twice as many people.

But is this Magnesium?
Zhuzi didn’t think this was a paradise. Maybe in the eyes of the Afika blacks, only the Fa Kingdom was a holy place!

It was only when he was urged by his godfather to study that he learned that the ancestors of the Filipinos in Magnesium were captured by their tribe and sold to the white people. As a result, as long as they could survive to North America, they would have endless fried chicken and watermelon.

Of course, there is always cotton to be picked.

More than two hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, and this group of people also turned their fortunes around. Instead, the former winners remained in Afika, hungry and poor, and could only reach the Kingdom of Mao by saving up money for the journey.

Fortunately, the appearance of godfather changed everything, and they could live a rich life by staying in Afika.

This was Colon's idea, and so did the rest of the people. After helping, they went back without any intention of staying in the dark.

After guiding everyone to sit down at a temporary venue built on several outdoor aprons, Xia Yu and his team also picked up the wealthy people who came alone at the Reno-Stad Airport in Nevada, thousands of kilometers away.

Half of them lived on the East Coast, and once the fighter jets were officially delivered, they planned to fly back straight away.

Even with full auxiliary fuel tanks, the ferry range of the F-4 and F-16 is less than 4000 kilometers. It is still a bit difficult to cross the United States, which is 4500 kilometers away from east to west.

But doesn’t China have an aerial refueling company? The F-4E and F-16C/D purchased by Xia Yu all have aerial refueling capabilities.

Crowdfunding for one flight costs hundreds of thousands per person, and that's just the money.

As for whether they will be tired, they are not the ones who are tired anyway.

David, the only one who bought the F-16C, lives in San Francisco. He can just wear it on the West Coast without having to travel all the way across to Magnesium.

"You said you can provide AIM-9, AIM-120, AGM-65, GBU-12... these weapons?"

"Only for Afika, definitely not for Magnesium."

While chatting with David, Xia Yu revealed it intentionally or unintentionally.

"I understand. With all this here, I would dare to go for a spin in the White House, but Major General Thompson would definitely kill me. It's good to be in Afika."

Lao Tang has never been David's squadron commander, and he's not even as rich as him, but what he did is really destroying someone's job.

Not to mention whether they could be as successful as in the movies, Tac Air's license was the first to be revoked, after all, it was their company that provided the guarantee.

Not to mention that when there is no flight plan, these fighter jets have to be parked and maintained at the airports of their company or peer companies, which is also a form of supervision.

"But my F-16C was sent over from across the Atlantic Ocean with great difficulty. It would be too troublesome to transport it again."

David said with a frown, but he soon had an idea.

"Mr. Sherlock, do you have any other inventory?"

If it's too troublesome to transport one plane back and forth, then he can just buy another one. It's only over 10 million, which is cheaper than an old Gulfstream.

David's confidence is boosted by his wealth that keeps growing in the stock market. He doesn't like luxury cars, but he is interested in fighter jets. Two Vipers are no problem for him.

What is really expensive are the missiles. Air-to-air missiles and anti-ship missiles all start at one million. Air-to-ground missiles are cheaper, and at a price of hundreds of thousands per shot, he can fire them to his heart's content.

"Of course, our company is also a user of F-16. Why are you asking this?"

"I want to buy another one, right here in Afika!"

"Or the F-16C?"

"Correct!"

David is a pilot himself, so why does he need a two-seater? To take his wife to the sky?
Oh, it was a disaster.

As a lone ranger, he just wants to play the entire game by himself. He doesn't need living fenders and counterweights. Besides being noisy, they also prevent him from completing many difficult maneuvers.

"can!"

Xia Yu agreed without saying much.

He has made another deal, and this rich guy is a well-known big shot in the industry.

With publicity from the other side, only one person is needed to open up the situation and boost sales in the Afika private second-hand fighter jet market.

"That's great. Here's my business card. Have your people call this satellite number."

David was also very happy. Although his current F-16C was not castrated, the little live ammunition that Tac Air could allocate to him was honestly not enough to fill his teeth.

Not to mention that there is no point in just firing a few rockets. You have to fire missiles and shoot down and destroy the target to feel satisfied.

He knew that unguided rockets were cheap, but if he wanted to defeat them, wouldn't it be better to just get out his crappy A-6 and equip it with Zuni (127mm) and Tiny Tim (300mm) missiles?

It would be fine to change the rack to mount Soviet rockets. In short, it is a waste for his Viper to fire uncontrolled rockets. Only missiles and laser-guided bombs are suitable for it.

In the past, taxpayers paid for the shooting, but he still didn't feel satisfied. This time, David paid out of his own pocket. He shot down a Maverick with every ground attack and a Bull with every air attack. He didn't care about this little bit of money at all.

Driving a supercar to pick up girls?
I am already past that age, and the seats are equally uncomfortable, so he chose Viper.

"Row!"

After putting away the business card, Xia Yu also changed into his anti-gravity suit.

Compared to the three F-3Es delivered, two owners are newcomers, one F-4C owner is a veteran, and the two F-16D buyers are both advanced players.

After hundreds of hours of flying time on the simulator, I can still fly a fighter jet and take off safely, and I also know how to activate the ejection seat.

At this level, professional pilots are available to intervene at any time, and they can also experience a lot of flying fun in the sky.

It is due to the limitations of physical fitness and poor ability to resist overload.

But 3 to 5G is enough to have fun.

“Buzz~buzz~buzz~~”

After finally confirming the aircraft's condition, the six crews turned onto the runway and took off one after another, heading rapidly towards Seattle.

At the same time at Paine Field, the B-29, which had completed maintenance and test flights, was towed out of the museum by a tractor and officially unveiled to everyone.

"Wow~~"

The tourists, including many Japanese, cheered instantly.

The atomic bomb stunned militarism and ended the war. Soon after, the five-star emperor brought them freedom and development.

How could they not love deeply that a defeated imperialist country had become a developed country?

In the eyes of these guys, this B-29 is as sacred as the black ship that blew open their country’s borders in the Middle Ages!

So they didn't hesitate at all. Most of the tickets for the first flight of Half-Blood Fortress were bought by them at high prices. If they could shoot down the "Zero" and drop bombs during the Afika tour one day, they would not hesitate. "Buzz~~"

The pilot that Xia Yu recruited from the FiFi started the propeller and soared into the sky under the gaze of thousands of people.

The camera captured this scene as the third airworthy B-29 returned to the skies, and this was just the beginning.

"Boom~~"

The unique roar of jet fighters came from the end of the sky, and six small black dots were seen forming two teams and approaching in an instant at a speed of more than Mach 6.

The auxiliary fuel tank was discarded halfway, and there was still more than half of the fuel left, which was enough for them to do all kinds of tricks.

The flight altitude was lowered while the speed was reduced, and the speech devices on the wingtips on both sides pulled up red, white and blue smoke.

In the past, only the Air Force and Navy flight demonstration teams did this.

Now it’s a private player, and the audience’s perception at this moment is very different.

"Air Force, this is a private air force!"

A red-neck old man couldn't help but say proudly.

It’s a German flying club, right? But the threshold for jet fighters is still a bit high. Electric fans in World War II could be used to hide soldiers among civilians, but today’s jet fighters are really just toys for the rich.

If we have to talk about private air forces, it's PMC companies like Tac Air. The number of F-5 fighter jets their company has is more than that of the Kenniya Air Force. After being modified, it is not uncommon for them to fight one against five. This company can directly defeat most countries in the world.

The same is true of a certain PMC company and a certain museum in Afika, except that they are usually low-key and only focus on making money.

After the makeshift air force of the wealthy caught up with the B-29, they further reduced the speed to the edge of stalling, and the formation flew over the heads of the spectators.

In the audience, a bald Boeing vice president looked at the fleet of planes flying across the sky and applauded like the tourists around him.

Thompson did a great job. His trip was not in vain, although what he sold was General Dynamics', no, Lockheed Martin's F-16.

Boeing mainly produces the F-15 and F-18. The Fighting Falcon is not their product. The only thing related to the F-16 is the QF-16 unmanned target drone project.

Of course, target drones can also be used in combat, especially after AI technology matures.

However, the authorities have gradually lifted restrictions on civilian operations of F-16 and F-18, but there has not yet been the first case of the F-15 being owned by a private individual or PMC company.

The high selling price and operating costs are the main reasons. Merchants are profit-driven, and no one wants to pay a high price to hire a big boss to serve them.

The price of having one more "heart" than the F-16 is that the hourly operating cost also skyrocketed to two and a half times. Xia Yu might have a chance to collect two of these bomb trucks, but he would never put them into operation.

There is no way. It has swallowed up all the profit margins. Only princes and people in developed countries can afford it. No rich people dare to touch it.

Fortunately, as a heavy aircraft, the Ultimate Phantom has a very strong mounting capacity in its technical indicators, but it is a pity that it gave way to the Tomcat.

If Xia Yu had not taken action, it would have remained an unfinished project.

"Om~~"

After the last lap of the flight, the fleet began to land in an orderly manner. Xia Yu followed Thompson and taxied to the designated apron for a static exhibition so that tourists could get close to these big guys.

As soon as he got off the plane, he was surrounded by reporters.

Xia Yu could only accept the interview in the capacity of the curator of the FHC Museum. Of course, his main purpose was to promote the museum. The two had a division of labor, and selling fighter jets in the North American market was Thompson's job.

There were not only reporters at Lao Tang's place, but also several buyers waiting in line.

David and his team gave them a sample. The old ghost got the strongest Xila ghost, and the old fighting falcon was not the old F-16A/B, but the F-16C/D BLOCK30 batch.

It’s a bit old for national users, but for companies and individual users, this is the most powerful Fighting Falcon they can buy.

With such a good opportunity, of course I have to take advantage of it.

There are even some people with a more special aesthetic taste who want to get an F-18 Hornet from Thompson.

Lao Tang himself hasn't purchased any yet, so naturally he has no stock to sell to others. However, if Tac Air has too many F-18s in a batch in the future and you can't finish them all, you can contact Jihuo Defense to form a group.

Xia Yu didn’t want the Hornet of the Old Magnesium Navy before, because the Tomcat was more important.

But now that we have the F-14, it would be a worthwhile business to collect and resell a few F-18s.

"Boom~Boom~~"

Before he could finish dealing with these reporters, faint sounds of explosions were heard from a distance.

The Armored Department of the FHC Museum is officially open for business. After watching the flight show, it is a good time to fire a few shots to calm down.

This included the vice president of Boeing, who had never been to Afika or the two museums. Today was his first time experiencing this kind of service.

To be honest, it is much more fun than playing with guns, and he can accept the price of the shells.

However, if Xia Yu knew that he had entered to experience it, he would definitely not charge a penny and would directly say that it was all his.

But it was not until the afternoon that the two met in the final assembly workshop of Boeing passenger aircraft.

"Oh, Mr. Jason should have told me in advance. Forget it this time. Next time you come to Afika, I will definitely accompany you to have a good time."

Xia Yu said with an expression that said, "I'm sorry for the poor hospitality."

"Jason, don't save money for Sherlock when you go there. This guy has plenty of money."

Thompson also echoed.

"I'll definitely go if I have the chance, but is your second-hand fighter jet sales business doing well?"

Jason scratched his smooth forehead and asked about something that interested him more.

"Yes, we have already ordered two more F-2s, two MiG-16s, and three F-2s. This time we have really opened up the market."

There are many people who like the MiG-23, probably because they like its retractable wings.

As for a private fighter jet, all it needs to be handsome is good looking.

Fighting ability or something is not necessary, appearance is the most important thing.

"The F-4E you're selling is a little too powerful. I think it's too cheap."

Jason talked about Xila Laogui. Before QF-16, he was the person in charge of the QF-4 unmanned target drone project, so he knew the old ghosts very well. Later, he was in charge of the F-18 Super Hornet project.

Lao Tang did a lot of homework before getting to know this person. There is no better person than him to escort the maintenance and preparation of F-18 and the sale of F-4(FV)S.

"If you say that Xila Ghost is the strongest ghost, I have a different opinion. Avionics can be upgraded, but the platform is also important. I think the ultimate ghost is the strongest ghost."

Xia Yu took this opportunity to bring the topic to the aborted F-4(FV)S.

"You are right. The platform is indeed stronger than the Ultimate Phantom with variable sweep wings. It's a pity that even the verification aircraft has not been thrown into that warehouse, let alone mass production."

Jason said with the same regret.

(End of this chapter)