110: Never mind how he brought it in, who the hell can fly

Chapter 110: Never mind how he brought it in, who the hell can fly a B-2 Bomber?

After removing its camouflage, this fighter jet shimmered under the bright sunlight.

Its classic twin tails, V-shaped configuration, and the smoothest possible vertical curves and angles made it instantly memorable.

There was no need to think twice; besides the F22, who else in the world would look like this?

Looking at the fighter jet before him, Zhang Yuli’s heart couldn’t help but pound.

“Am I seeing things?”

“This thing… the ‘Mysterious Organization’ actually brought it over?”

An F22, was it also considered a gift?

Judging from the tone of the email sent earlier, this couldn't even be considered a gift given to Da Xia.

At most, it was an extra ‘bonus,’ added to make a pair as ‘gifts’ for Da Xia.

Only the ‘Mysterious Organization’ could probably give an F22 as a freebie.

Zheng Lixing finally pulled off another layer of camouflage from the F22, revealing its full appearance.

He looked at the tarpaulin in his hand, his pupils widening in shock: “This is such a waste of good stuff!”

“Why is it covered with a plastic tarpaulin? And a very low-quality one at that??”

If this thing had ‘urea’ printed on it, it would be exactly like the urea bags commonly seen in rural areas.

He even noticed a few tiny holes, and he knew at a glance that this was probably some old plastic sheeting that a member of the Mysterious Organization had scavenged from some corner.

It was even tied up like pork, bound hand and foot within this hollow.

Let alone if Song Qinyi or Jiang Dingqian, these ‘devoted’ enthusiasts, saw it; even ordinary military fans would curse at this sight.

To cover an F22 worth hundreds of millions of usd with such a thing, wasn’t this a desecration!

Seeing this, Zhang Yuli also complained, “It seems the ‘Mysterious Organization’ really doesn’t care about this F22.”

This feeling was no less than when ordering a ‘princess’ at a KTV, only to find the ‘princess’ was the one he considered his goddess.

What F22? In the eyes of the ‘Mysterious Organization,’ it looked like scrap metal.

“I just don’t know how they got this thing from the Eagles?”

Zhang Yuli furrowed his brow, voicing his confusion.

Although the Eagles currently have nearly two hundred F22s, a number more than nine times that of B-2 Bombers, it’s not particularly rare.

But getting an F22 from the Eagles is by no means an easy task.

Unless…

“General Zheng, look at the serial number on it,” Zhang Yuli asked.

“Okay, I’ll take a look,” Zheng Lixing echoed.

He walked around to the tail of the F22, squinting at the line of numbers engraved on the tail fin, and read aloud: “Serial number ‘Raptor’ WA-017.”

Hearing this serial number, Zhang Yuli immediately clapped his hands: “That’s right, just as I expected.”

“Think carefully, what does this serial number mean?”

He seemed to notice the confusion still in Zheng Lixing’s eyes, and promptly reminded him.

“Serial number WA…” Zheng Lixing, prompted by this, noticed the key point: “Is it the fighter jet serial number for Anderson Air Force Base in Guam?”

“Hiss… this F22 came from that overseas base?” He instantly gasped.

This F22, like the B-2 Bomber, also came from Anderson Air Force Base in Guam.

That’s right! Everything aligns!

The B-2 Bomber crashed at this base, and this F22 also originated from this overseas base in Guam.

With so many overseas bases where the Eagles deploy F22s, why is it so coincidental that this one comes from the same source as the B-2 Bomber? If you didn't sell it, who did?

Perhaps the entire Guam overseas base, from top to bottom, has already been bought off by the ‘Mysterious Organization’?

However, the two of them weren’t too shocked by this; when there are many lice, you don’t fear being bitten.

The ‘Mysterious Organization’ could even get a B-2 Bomber, so what’s one more F22 now?

Da Xia is a land of outstanding people and resources; it’s quite normal for some treasures to occasionally appear in the desert, isn't it?

However, there is now an even more critical problem to solve, which is...

Zheng Lixing’s brows furrowed into a frown, his face filled with melancholy: “Lao Zhang, how do we get these two things back?”

“Forget about that B-2 Bomber, even this F22 is hard to handle.”

One is a heavy fighter, the other a heavy bomber; neither of these weapon equipment is small in size.

How to move them out of this place without anyone noticing is the urgent problem they need to consider.

However, facing this question, Zhang Yuli shook his head: “I don’t know either. You ask me, who do I ask?”

He wasn't an aviation expert; how would he know how to transport fighter jets and bombers?

Especially that B-2 Bomber with a wingspan of over fifty meters, what kind of transportation tool could ensure its safe and sound delivery?

How could they hide it from the eyes of the Eagles and even the entire world, without being discovered?

Furthermore, you couldn't dismantle or damage it in the slightest, otherwise, it would be a huge headache if it couldn't be reassembled.

All these problems were daunting, and Zhang Yuli immediately gave up struggling: “Let Song Qinyi and Jiang Dingqian hurry over.”

“Strengthen the surrounding security, and expand the electromagnetic shielding range…”

“Okay, I’ll go right away,” Zheng Lixing nodded.

Let the professionals do professional things.

Their primary task was to ensure that this place had absolutely no security issues and prevent any information leakage.

At the same time, inside a hotel at the Yumen Pass scenic area.

Looking at the email on the screen, no reply had been received for a long time; it was completely silent.

‘It seems Da Xia must be very satisfied with my surprise,’ Lu Ze thought with a smile.

However, he still felt a little regretful that he had accidentally entered the wrong complex variable function formula when sending the ‘gift’ coordinates, setting the solution of the coordinate map to the location of the B-2 Bomber.

Otherwise, Da Xia should have first discovered the F22, followed by the grand appearance of the B-2 Bomber.

What kind of shock would that have been?

‘If it unfolded that way, the effect might have been the best.’

He stroked his chin, giving this handover to Da Xia a maximum of 8.5 points for its perfection, hoping to strive for a perfect handover ‘ceremony’ next time.

As for the serial numbers on the B-2 and F22?

When materializing these, Lu Ze could freely engrave and change the serial numbers, so he simply changed them to those of the crashed bomber and an F22 currently in service in Guam.

This would make Da Xia even more unable to fathom the terrifying extent of the ‘Great Wall Watcher’ organization and the astonishing power behind it.

‘As for the five billion usd placed there…’ Lu Ze turned his head, looking in that direction, and thought to himself: ‘I’ll pick it up after they leave.’

After all, safely moving two ‘big guys’ wouldn't be something even Da Xia could accomplish in a short time.

After everyone there had left, he would use the Glamour Mask to disguise himself and retrieve the gold and cash.

As for how one person could transport a hundred tons of gold and tens of tons of cash, Lu Ze naturally had a plan.

A few hours later, night fell.

Northwest Province, being a plateau region, seemed exceptionally close to the sky, and even the stars appeared much brighter.

And at this moment, on the national highway next to the Yumen Pass ruins, several off-road vehicles were speeding wildly at a terrifying pace.

If not for concerns about traffic accidents, they probably would have treated this national highway like Germany’s ‘no-speed-limit’ autobahn.

A moment later, they arrived at this ‘no-man’s-land’ that should have been deserted that morning, but was now a ‘crowd-gathering area’ with one or two very concealed sentries every hundred meters.

After several rounds of security checks, Song Qinyi and Jiang Dingqian’s vehicles were finally allowed into this area, which was almost devoid of any living things within a few kilometers.

Following instructions, they sped in their off-road vehicle to this location.

“Lao Zhang, Lao Zheng, we’ve arrived,” Song Qinyi jumped out of the off-road vehicle, breathing heavily.

“What kind of gift did the Mysterious Organization actually send?”

Jiang Dingqian, also panting, quickly asked, “Why did you two call us over so urgently?”

From receiving the call until now, he hadn't even had time to drink a sip of water, rushing to take a special plane across half of Da Xia, from the north to the Gobi Desert in the Northwest.

What kind of thing required such urgent handling, and also occupied such a large area?

Hearing this, Zheng Lixing led the two to the outside of the hollow, pointing at the aircraft and saying, “The Mysterious Organization gave us two gifts. The first is this F22!”

Instantly, as they looked at the fighter jet, somewhat hazy under the moonlight, Jiang Dingqian’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: “The world is that crazy now??”

Before, they only sent technology, and now they are directly sending physical objects to Da Xia?

What else would the ‘Mysterious Organization’ give in the future? He dared not even imagine!

Song Qinyi was stunned for a long while before cautiously asking, “What’s the second one?”

“Don’t tell me… it’s even more outrageous than an F22?”

What could be more outrageous than an F22, and also a technology sent by this ‘Mysterious Organization’?

In an instant, a weapon equipment appeared in their minds.

It couldn't be that thing, could it??

“As you expected, the other gift is the ‘B-2 Spirit’ Bomber,” Zhang Yuli directly unveiled the mystery.

“Hiss… it really is a B-2? What kind of organization are they? They can even do this!”

Song Qinyi was dumbfounded, feeling a chill run down his spine.

This wasn’t the ‘Eagles’ infiltrating them; it was the Eagles infiltrating the ‘Mysterious Organization,’ wasn’t it?

You really don’t treat yourself as an outsider; you can take anything out?

However, Song Qinyi’s question obviously didn’t receive an effective answer.

Zheng Lixing grumbled, “Don’t worry about where this thing came from first!”

“Let’s first think about how to get them back. That’s the urgent matter.”

After hearing this, Song Qinyi and Jiang Dingqian remained silent for a long time, then helplessly twitched their lips!

Who in all of Da Xia would know how to fly a B-2 Bomber and an F22? Could an Air Force academy even teach this?

Even if Da Xia wanted to learn, the Eagles probably wouldn’t be too willing, would they?

(First update! I was at the hospital for a check-up for a long time. Please give me monthly tickets! Please give me recommendation tickets! I’m just a little short of monthly tickets to add an extra chapter!)