108: Holy shit! Is this a wild bomber? What?

Chapter 108: Holy crap! Is this a wild bomber? What B-2? I'm a 2B!

About fifty kilometers from the Yumen Pass ruins.

This was a vast expanse of barren Gobi Desert, with almost no vegetation except for some scattered shrubs growing haphazardly.

As a 'rarely visited' no-man's-land, even wild animals would usually steer clear of this area.

However.

In this desolate environment, at three o'clock in the afternoon, it unexpectedly became lively.

Several off-road vehicles were in front, followed by several heavy trucks, and every few hundred meters, countless other vehicles were sparsely trailing, forming a long, dense line.

"We're here,"

Zhang Yuli murmured softly.

He looked at the coordinates displayed on the satellite navigation, which matched the latitude and longitude sent by the Mysterious Organization.

This location was the designated handover point.

The two overlooked the entire Gobi Desert.

Indeed, there was no sign of human habitation here, and as for the members of the 'Mysterious Organization,' not a trace was seen.

However, this was not unexpected; it was perfectly normal for the other party not to make close contact with Da Xia.

"Notify the trucks behind us to start unloading," Zheng Lixing said, turning his head.

This was the most urgent matter at hand: to quickly place the gold and cash required by the 'Mysterious Organization' at the designated location.

As for the 'surprise,' although both were very curious, they had not forgotten the primary purpose of this trip.

Completing this 'remuneration' handover was the top priority.

Zheng Lixing took a few steps, then seemed to remember something and added, "Remember to put all one hundred tons of gold, and those usd and pounds, onto one heavy truck."

"This point absolutely cannot be forgotten."

"Okay, I'll give the orders later," Zhang Yuli nodded.

He naturally understood this point, which was the requirement the 'Mysterious Organization' had mentioned in their previous email.

The other party had specifically requested 'one vehicle to hold all the necessary items.'

By implication, Da Xia could only use one mode of transport to load all the goods.

This wasn't too difficult; although a mere one hundred tons of gold would be too heavy for many heavy trucks to pull, simply placing it here to await the 'Mysterious Organization's handover wasn't a big problem, as any large truck could accommodate it.

After all, gold has a density of 19.32 grams per cubic centimeter, and 4 cubic meters would be enough to hold one hundred tons of gold.

Conversely, the remaining usd and pounds required a huge amount of space. Even a heavy truck, specially enlarged and widened, could barely fit everything, with even the driver's cabin filled with scattered usd.

Suddenly.

The vehicles following behind began to work in an orderly fashion, quickly consolidating the goods from several heavy trucks.

After everything was completed, they quickly drove away from the area without a moment's delay.

Within a radius of several kilometers around this area, heavy sentries were stationed at regular intervals.

It could be said that if someone accidentally wandered into this place and, passing by, discovered a few well-grown cacti, there might be a sentry camouflaged as a plant lying beneath.

Now, let alone a person, even a mosquito passing by would have to be thoroughly checked for any dangerous pathogens it might be carrying.

Meanwhile, at the Yumen Pass scenic hotel room.

Watching the program on TV, it was a famous domestic 'challenge-based' show.

'Da Xia should have started their operation by now, right?'

'At this time, they should have arrived at the location I designated.' Lu Ze silently calculated the time.

About seven hours had passed since he sent the email. If Da Xia had traveled by special plane and transport plane directly to an airport near Yumen Pass, they should arrive around this time.

'Next, I'll just wait for Da Xia's reply.'

He believed that once the surprise he had placed there was discovered, Da Xia would definitely not be able to sit still and would send another email.

Now, he just needed to quietly await news from their side.

Thinking of this.

Lu Ze patted Lucy on the shoulder and asked, "Let's go to the hotel restaurant for afternoon tea."

"It's free here; it would be a shame not to eat."

When he said 'free,' Lu Ze felt as if his DNA had been activated, and his weak body suddenly burst with a trace of vitality, becoming restless.

Damn it, these are all bad habits developed in Ying Jiang Air Force!

Hearing about free things, he couldn't help but want to eat more.

"Wait, let me finish watching this part," Lucy said without lifting her head.

Her eyes were fixed on the TV screen, looking completely engrossed.

This puzzled Lu Ze: "Lucy, do you understand Chinese?"

Even with subtitles, Lucy couldn't understand or read the variety show at all, so why was she watching it with more enthusiasm than him?

Hearing this.

Lucy shook her head decisively: "NO, I don't understand, but I can still understand this kind of variety show."

She pointed at a man on the TV with a muscular upper body, whose arm circumference was even thicker than an ordinary person's thigh.

She commented, "Don't look at how strong he seems; for this kind of challenge that requires agility and core strength, his muscle hypertrophy is actually a hindrance, and he's very poor in terms of balance and other aspects."

"That treadmill is very fast; I think he might not even pass the first stage."

Sure enough, Lucy's words proved prophetic.

The seemingly very strong man fell into the water in the very first stage, and then several men with even more exaggerated muscle definitions all followed suit.

After watching this, she finally stood up and stretched.

She planned to go to the restaurant with Lu Ze for afternoon tea, as the desserts here in Da Xia really suited her taste.

Sour, sweet, spicy—everything was available.

Just then.

Suddenly, they both heard a series of noises coming from outside the hotel, seemingly firecrackers.

Occasionally, there were even sounds of fireworks exploding, dazzling brightly in the fierce afternoon sun.

"Are they crazy?" Lucy frowned: "Is today a Da Xia holiday? Why are they continuously setting off fireworks?"

She couldn't remember what major Da Xia holiday this was that required such celebration.

Lu Ze glanced out the window and saw the dozens of people gathered below, their faces filled with excitement and exhilaration.

He then explained, "They are indeed crazy, but crazy with joy."

Clearly, this group of people setting off firecrackers and fireworks had just learned the news of Da Xia's J-20's successful development after going out to play in the morning.

Now they were wildly venting their excited emotions.

And what is Da Xia's highest etiquette for expressing inner emotions? It's definitely setting off firecrackers and fireworks.

However, even Lucy was somewhat used to this by now.

After all, it was even crazier in the morning; the sound of firecrackers was so incessant that only 'crackling' remained in everyone's eardrums, as if the whole world was enveloped in a celebratory red hue.

Lu Ze even felt, 'This is nothing, really.'

He had just browsed Da Xia's internet for a while, and that was truly 'outrageous.'

In various forums and group chats, there was no discussion about anything else; the entire screen was filled with only one topic: the successful development of the J-20.

In the gun-fighting game, considered the dream of thirteen billion mice, as elementary school students excitedly fought zombies, a few people suddenly shouted from their mics: "Why are we still fighting zombies? I'm going to join the Air Force and directly bomb the zombies."

Even the 'fishing enthusiasts,' who were always known for 'knowing everything except how to fish,' couldn't help but roar, "Today, I must be an 'Air Force' for the nation for one day."

It seemed everyone was expressing their incredibly excited feelings in their own unique ways.

On the other side.

A heavy truck was quietly parked at a certain location, camouflaged with various plants and sand.

"Old Zhang, it's all arranged."

Zheng Lixing walked over, wiping the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Gold and cash worth five billion usd had been placed at the designated location according to the 'Mysterious Organization's' requirements, and they had also set up super electromagnetic shielding in this area to ensure no other unexpected situations would occur.

He then muttered, "The surrounding area has also been cleared, and we can proceed to the next step at any time."

Within a three-kilometer radius centered here, only he and Zhang Yuli were currently alive.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuli nodded and said, "Alright, let's go find the 'surprise' they prepared for us."

Both of them were quite curious about this 'surprise' that the Mysterious Organization had mentioned repeatedly.

What kind of thing was it that the other party valued so much?

Zhang Yuli took out a printed document, which contained lines of formulas and verification numbers. This was where the 'surprise' was located, as given in the last email from the Mysterious Organization.

Only by solving the final answer could they obtain the specific detailed coordinates.

Looking at this page full of mathematical formulas, anyone who wasn't good at math would probably find it incomprehensible.

Fortunately.

Both Zhang Yuli and Zheng Lixing were top scholars who could use an abacus to calculate 'nuclear bomb' formulas, so these formulas didn't stump them.

After a moment of re-interpretation and calculation, a final answer was obtained.

[Solved: N, W, 32°, 500.]

Zheng Lixing looked at these numbers and said, "This formula means to go five hundred meters 32 degrees Northwest from the current coordinates."

"That should be it," Zhang Yuli nodded, as it wasn't too difficult to guess.

The two immediately walked in that direction, stopping when the distance on their pedometer read 500M.

And even with such precise coordinates, it took five minutes to finally find the 'surprise'.

Looking at the extremely well-hidden location, Zheng Lixing couldn't help but exclaim, "I have to say, they are truly professionals."

"With this kind of hiding technique, many special forces soldiers in the army probably aren't as good as this person."

They saw that ahead was a depression, as large as a basketball court, which would normally be very easy to spot.

However, after a very clever arrangement, the various shrubs and vegetation inside looked as if they had grown there naturally.

Especially in this wilderness, such scenes are everywhere, and no one would think of exploring it, making it difficult to discern that there was something hidden within.

Coupled with the sand and soil spread naturally over it, in the desert, you couldn't distinguish anything without a close inspection.

After surveying the surroundings and reconfirming the safety of the area.

"Let me see what kind of surprise this Mysterious Organization has given us."

Zheng Lixing's face was filled with intense curiosity: "My appetite has been whetted for a full week or two."

"Old Zhang, keep an eye on the surroundings from above for safety."

After saying this, he decisively walked down into the pit and directly uncovered the object hidden by vegetation and sand.

Instantly, the object inside was revealed. Even under the intense sunlight, its metal casing did not reflect much light.

Its dark exterior, flying-wing layout, and metal characteristics that reflected no light under the sun.

And its enormous size, which almost filled his entire field of vision.

With just a glance, Zheng Lixing recognized what this thing in front of him was.

He instantly froze, looking as if he had seen a ghost, his lips trembling as he spoke with a shiver.

"What the hell?? Where did this come from??"

"I always said the land in the Northwest nurtures people, but who knew the desert could grow something like this?"

Zheng Lixing's voice was filled not only with intense surprise but also with unbelievable doubt.

He must be out of his mind, was he still dreaming? Even in a dream, it wouldn't be this big, would it?

After a long while, he finally confirmed that he wasn't dreaming.

"This is a B-2 Bomber?? How is this possible?"

Holy cow, this is a wild B-2 Bomber?

This voice carried up to the pit's edge.

Zhang Yuli frowned and came over, saying, "What B-2? You're not trying to fool me, are you?"

A B-2 Bomber, huh? Does he look like an idiot?

How could such an outrageous thing appear within Da Xia's borders? Is General Zheng old and his eyesight failing?

With this question in mind, he walked to the edge of the pit and squinted, taking a careful look.

Hiss... Good heavens, was he really an idiot?

This classic aerodynamic layout and somewhat extreme, ultra-flat design, like an alien UFO creation, lay quietly in the pit.

Undoubtedly, there was no other bomber in the world besides that most famous one.

"This is really a B-2 Bomber?"

Zhang Yuli no longer cared about the safety of the surroundings and quickly walked to the side of the pit, carefully touching it.

The cold metallic touch transmitted to him, confirming it was absolutely solid.

And from its exquisite craftsmanship and external layout, he believed this could not be a replica toy 'B-2'.

Furthermore, the Mysterious Organization would not be so bored as to do such a thing. Since it was an item given to Da Xia, it must be usable, which had been proven by several previous collaborations.

This meant.

This was a genuine B-2 Bomber!

"This is the surprise prepared for our Da Xia??"

"A B-2 'Ghost' Bomber?" Zheng Lixing didn't know how to describe his feelings.

This was not like winning a five-million-usd lottery; this was clearly like buying a controlling stake in Microsoft for one cent.

A long-desired B-2 Bomber suddenly appeared before his eyes.

And it was even given as a gift to Da Xia?

What an outrageous development, what an incredible operation?

Before Zheng Lixing could finish his impassioned speech, Zhang Yuli thought of an even more crucial matter.

"How did their 'Mysterious Organization' do it??"

His words were full of doubt, and his brows furrowed into a perfect 'Sichuan' character: "They actually managed to get a B-2 Bomber from Ying Jiang (US Air Force)."

How the Mysterious Organization crossed the border and transported such a behemoth as the B-2 into Da Xia was no longer his primary concern.

The most critical question was, how did the 'Mysterious Organization' steal it from Ying Jiang?

This was a B-2 Bomber; there were only a few in the entire world. Did they just openly bring it over from across the ocean?

This was practically treating Ying Jiang as if they were nothing.

This was also what Zheng Lixing wanted to know at the moment, and he immediately said, "Let's look at the serial number on it, and we'll know which one it is."

All countries in the world assign a serial number to heavy equipment for maintenance and inspection purposes.

Whether it's destroyers, aircraft carriers, or transport planes, bombers, fighter jets, etc., they will all have their unique serial number engraved on some part of the fuselage.

Understanding this, the two immediately circled the B-2 and found a conspicuous serial number on a certain part of the wing.

[89-0127.]

Looking at this line of numbers.

"This serial number, why does it seem a bit familiar to me?" Zheng Lixing frowned tightly: "It's as if I've seen it somewhere before."

"You're definitely familiar with it." Zhang Yuli tried to suppress the turmoil in his heart and said solemnly, word by word: "You saw this news last year, and I was the one who told you about it."

Zheng Lixing suddenly remembered: "That's right, it was the 'kansas ghost'."

"Its serial number is 89-0127."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze at Zhang Yuli was filled with horror: "Didn't it crash last year? How could it appear here?"

This was probably much more terrifying than he had previously imagined!

This was the 'kansas ghost' that had already crashed!

A B-2 Bomber that the Ying Jiang Air Force had declared crashed, brazenly appearing within their Da Xia borders?

What the hell was the Mysterious Organization doing? Were 'immortals' really helping Da Xia?

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