71: If you're going to play, play the whole thing!

He switched to the [Arms Procurement] interface and directly locked onto the helicopter category.

[AH-64 'Apache' Attack Helicopter: $8 million/unit]

[WZ-10 Attack Helicopter: $6 million/unit]

[UH-60 'Black Hawk' Utility Transport Helicopter: $5 million/unit]

[CH-53 'Super Stallion' Heavy Transport Helicopter: $12 million/unit]

"System, give me thirty apaches and thirty WZ-10s!"

"And fifty Black Hawks, fifteen super stallions!"

David's voice trembled slightly.

This wasn't buying toy models; this was assembling an Army Aviation Brigade capable of crushing all of South America!

The apache and WZ-10 would form two attack helicopter squadrons, responsible for providing devastating firepower assaults and anti-armor missions.

Fifty Black Hawks would form an assault transport squadron, capable of deploying an reinforced battalion in a single lift, achieving leapfrogging tactics.

Fifteen super stallions would form a heavy transport squadron, capable of sling-loading heavy artillery or tactical vehicles with ease, greatly enhancing the unit's mobility and logistical support capabilities.

"Total cost: $800 million. Confirm purchase?"

"Confirm!"

David pressed the confirmation button without hesitation.

He wanted the whole world to see what true 'money power' was!

Money, it's just paper; it's only yours after you spend it!

As the confirmation button was pressed, his account balance instantly evaporated by a large chunk, but David's heart pounded wildly.

It was too exciting! This was much more satisfying than throwing money around in a casino!

But having just the 'iron shells' wasn't enough; even the most advanced equipment needed people to operate it.

"System, switch to the [Human Resources] interface."

David's thoughts were incredibly clear.

The [Human Resources] interface was dazzling, with everything from ordinary infantry to top scientists, all clearly priced.

"Filter for helicopter pilots, requirements... hmm, skilled pilots with at least five hundred hours of flight experience."

[Filter complete: Qualified skilled helicopter pilots.]

[Unit price: $10,000/person 'includes all background information, credentials, and absolute loyalty']

"Cheap!"

David couldn't help but exclaim.

Compared to helicopters costing millions or tens of millions, an experienced pilot only costing ten thousand dollars was practically a bargain!

"Give me two hundred!"

David waved his hand grandly.

[Recruiting 200 helicopter pilots, total cost: $2 million. Confirm?]

"Confirm!"

Sixty attack helicopters, fifty utility helicopters, a total of one hundred and ten.

Two hundred pilots were enough to form multiple crews for rotation, ensuring 24/7 readiness.

Next, David's gaze fell on the order for fifty Black Hawks and fifteen super stallions.

"I have transport helicopters, but vehicles alone aren't enough without passengers."

The purpose of Black Hawk helicopters was deep penetration behind enemy lines and leapfrog assaults; ordinary soldiers couldn't handle this job, it required the elite of the elite.

He slid his finger across the screen and directly found the special forces option.

[Recruit one special forces soldier with full American equipment: $5,000/person]

"Give me twelve hundred!"

David placed another order.

Five thousand dollars per special forces soldier, twelve hundred of them, exactly six million dollars.

He didn't even blink at this small sum now.

These twelve hundred men would form a brand new Special Operations Regiment, specifically to cooperate with the Army Aviation units in air assault missions.

Thus, an Army Aviation Brigade, luxuriously equipped to an outrageous degree, including personnel and equipment, with a total cost exceeding $800 million, was officially declared established!

David looked at the empty airfield, a smile playing on his lips.

But this was not enough!

After all, an Army Aviation Brigade was still an extension of the army.

It could provide powerful ground support and tactical mobility, but to truly contend for air superiority, fixed-wing fighter jets were necessary!

"If you're going to play, play the whole set!"

David's ambition burned fiercely.

He clicked on the [Arms Procurement] interface again, this time, directly locking onto the [Fighter Jet] category.

On the screen, rows of futuristic, menacing fighter jet images popped up.

[F-22 'Raptor' Stealth Fighter: $350 million/unit]

[F-35 'Lightning II' Stealth Fighter: $180 million/unit]

[Su-57 Fighter: $120 million/unit]

David smacked his lips.

Wow, these fifth-generation fighters are incredibly expensive.

And too flashy.

If he conjured up a few F-22s out of thin air now, he estimated White House would be calling him the next day; wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

His finger continued to slide down.

[F-16V 'Viper' Fighter: $65 million/unit]

[Rafale Fighter: $80 million/unit]

These 4.5-generation fighters had good performance, but the price was still too high, and their origin was too sensitive.

Suddenly, a familiar fighter jet caught his eye.

[JF-17 Block 3 Fighter: $30 million/unit]

Seeing this name, David's eyes lit up.

This was it!

The JF-17 Block 3 was equipped with advanced active electronically scanned array radar and electro-optical systems.

It could launch the most cutting-edge PL-15 long-range air-to-air missile, definitely a 4.5-generation standard.

Most importantly, its price was incredibly reasonable!

Good performance, fair price, and a less conspicuous origin.

It was simply the perfect choice custom-made for him!

"System, fifteen JF-17 Block 3s! And equip them with a full set of ammunition!"

David's voice was a bit excited.

"PL-10 dogfight missiles, PL-12 medium-range missiles, and the PL-15 long-range missiles that can dominate everything—get them all for me!"

"Oh, and don't forget ground attack; a batch of LS-6 laser-guided bombs too!"

[Generating "JF-17 Fighter Air Combat Starter Pack"...]

[Package includes: 15 JF-17 Block 3 fighter jets, 200 PL-10E missiles,]

[200 PL-12 missiles, 100 PL-15E missiles, 100 LS-6 laser-guided bombs,]

[as well as Supporting maintenance equipment and spare parts.]

[Package total price: $200 million.]

"Two hundred million dollars for a modern air force that can crush all of South America?"

David smiled.

"Bought it!"

Another two hundred million dollars was spent.

His account balance still had over $800 million, but David now owned an army, an Army Aviation Brigade, and a nascent air force!

This deal was a huge profit!

"People! I still need people!"

David switched back to [Human Resources].

"Thirty fighter pilots, three hundred ground crew and mechanics!"

[Total recruitment cost: $1.8 million.]

"Confirm!"

Looking at the remaining $820 million in his account, David let out a long sigh of relief.

This insane spending spree had cost him over a billion dollars in total!

"System!"

David took a deep breath and, facing the empty apron, issued his final command.

"Immediately, all the equipment and personnel I just bought, manifest them all at this airport!"

"Yes, Boss!"

As soon as his voice fell, a slight tremor began to emanate from the ground of the entire new airport.

Buzz—

A low, deep resonance, originating from the depths of space, sounded.

On the empty apron, brand new apaches and WZ-10s appeared out of thin air, one after another.

Their dark green paint shimmered with a cold metallic luster under the sunlight.

Rocket pods and Hellfire missiles hung from their short wings, exuding a violent beauty.

Immediately after, the massive Black Hawks and super stallions also materialized one by one at their designated positions.

Their huge rotors almost touched each other, creating an incredibly spectacular scene.