Sky-cracking Rider

"Tsk tsk! A moneybag, wealthy, this vehicle is so nice, big, wide, steady, tsk tsk!"

Once on the vehicle, Chen Fei began to feel around and look here and there as if he had never seen anything like it, opening every cabinet and drawer to have a look, and almost closed the equally curious Xiao Jiu inside.

As expected of a boss, Zuo Gengming said generously, "If you like it, I'll just give it to you."

Being willing to bleed for investment and catering to tastes is how you retain talent.

"Forget it, I have no place to put it!"

Chen Fei thought hard about it, and ultimately shook his head.

The Aircrew Base was such a tiny place; dumping such a massive motorhome there, what was that about?

Drive up to Teacher Shen Fei's school to show off to that Teacher Jiang Shan with a Versailles-style boast?

Not afraid to tumble into a ditch as soon as you leave the base, huh!

To throw it back into the home in the homeland, wouldn't the residential compound charge you triple the parking fee?

What's most important is, he didn't have a license for large vehicles!

A waste of property that wouldn't be used more than once in a whole year, what use was there for it!

Zuo Gengming seemed unconcerned and said, "Then I'll throw in a big house?"

The retail price of this motorhome indeed rivaled any independent house in any of the main urban districts.

A vehicle was given away, so what about adding a little building with a yard?

Even marrying off a wife wasn't a problem, highly educated, with big waves of beauty (yes, the beauties from Boston University), Spring Field Defense was not lacking in such high-quality girls, it didn't matter if you didn't like them, with Zuo Gengming's network of connections, there were plenty of unmarried young ladies from wealthy families, having the figure, the face, the character, virtuous and well-mannered, suitable for both halls and kitchens, fitting for a big bed.

Wealthy men like to marry beautiful wives, after several generations of improvement, the descendants often have guaranteed quality (think about the daughters from the golden-haired family).

"No need for now!"
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Chen Fei felt that the dormitory he was living in was quite nice.

A three-story western-style building with its own garden greenhouse, warm as spring throughout the four seasons.

What's most important is that the boss always managed to stuff the liquor cabinet full.

"..."

How come it felt like trying to scratch an itch through a shoe, Zuo Gengming was at a loss, he really couldn't dig into this corner.

No interest in cars, houses, or pretty girls, what else to want?

The sturdy motorhome that wasn't much different from a real house quickly left the economic zone and entered the edge of the uninhabited area.

Soon, two armored vehicles and four armed jeeps escorted the motorhome in the center, and in the sky, small reconnaissance drones took turns flying along; this was the armed escort that Zuo Gengming had mentioned, meant to deliver Chen Fei and Pure Light Sparrow Xiao Jiu safely to the 131 Aircrew Base.

The heavy anti-aircraft machine guns mounted on top of the armored vehicles fired several times along the way, clearly spotting mutants ambushing nearby, most were pinpointed and exterminated, while a few attempted to charge and were quickly overwhelmed by the dense barrage of heavy-caliber bullets.

The muffled sound of the anti-aircraft machine guns firing burst after burst settled once more, and Zuo Gengming said, "We're almost there!"

Most mutants gathered near the aircrew bases, seemingly knowing that without taking down the aircrew bases, they couldn't assault the various administrative blocks where humans gathered.

An aircrew base situated atop high ground appeared in Chen Fei's view, to satisfy his curiosity, Zuo Gengming directly instructed the motorhome driver to circle around the entire base, continuously explaining along the way, allowing Chen Fei to see and understand it all clearly.

Aircrew bases can't be compared with each other; the 911 Aircrew Base is a relatively small Third-Level Standard Base with the main runway extended to its limit at about 2000 meters. Extending it any further would make the input of energy and materials prohibitively expensive, particularly because the flattened mountaintop is only so big, and there are inherent limitations.

The base in front of them, designated 131, had a runway at least twice as long as the original 911, clearly built to First Level standard, occupying a vast area with many buildings near the main runway and even streets that more closely resembled a small town with an airport.

A ten-meter-high wall surrounded the entire base, with automatic gun points at every fifty-meter intervals jutting out, each equipped with two anti-aircraft machine guns for constructing a cross-fire network.

After viewing the base from outside, the motorhome officially entered the well-guarded and strictly defended interior of the aircrew base.

"The 131 Aircrew Base in the Rocky Mountains area is about the 45th in size and currently ranks 89th in overall strength; does it seem rather strong on the outside but actually weak on the inside?"

Zuo Gengming self-deprecatingly spat in his own face and then smiled.

"It's quite good, the conditions at 911 are nowhere near as nice as yours."

Chen Fei was still looking around the entire base, to say he wasn't envious would have been a lie.

Despite having such great conditions, the combat power was just average, which was truly a pity.

But he could also see some clues. The town-like streets had cafes, fast food restaurants, movie theaters, bathhouses, barber shops, bars, restaurants, game rooms, about a dozen or so living and entertainment places in total, and there were even kindergartens, schools, and religious facilities. Many of the pedestrians on the streets were not ground staff or combat personnel; they seemed more like ordinary people, either strolling leisurely or hurrying, with no sense of urgency as if a great battle was on the horizon.

That is to say, there were simply too many non-combat personnel inside the base.

Zuo Gengming continued to speak, "The 130 Aircrew Base is similar in size to the 131 Aircrew Base, and the layout is alike for ease of unified management."

Suddenly, Chen Fei said, "It's too comfortable here!"

"What?"

Zuo Gengming was taken aback.

Chen Fei shook his head and said, "This doesn't look like an aircrew base at all, but more like an economic zone."

At the 911 Aircrew Base, there was only one place for entertainment, "Medusa's Beautiful Eyes" bar, and nothing else. The employees didn't have much in terms of entertainment; at most, they would take their guns to hunt near the base, occasionally bringing back some game for the base cafeteria to cook up.

But to his surprise, he actually saw places like kindergartens and schools here. Could the employees really bring their families to the base?

Zuo Gengming said somewhat awkwardly, "Uh, the location here is too remote. Without the companionship of family, the employees would feel too lonely. It's not very humane. Plus, having family members here can more easily arouse the determination to defend their home."

"Old Zuo, you've fallen into a misconception," Chen Fei said, wagging his index finger. "What defending their home? The American Federation was established because they gave up their original homes. Talking about territorial consciousness in immigrant sovereignty is nonexistent. Bringing families to work will only lead to them fleeing faster with more baggage, and it will also create more chaos. I'm sure the withdrawal scene at Aircrew Base 130 left a deep impression on you, yet you were powerless to do anything, right?"

When combat personnel transfer, they can do so with light gear.

If they bring their families, that's a different story. Just the pots and pans of household items would be a huge batch to pack, making the entire transfer process drudgingly slow and maddening.

"I..."

Zuo Gengming opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Because Chen Fei hit the nail on the head!

"Even the production team's donkeys wouldn't dare to lead their foals when harnessed!" Chen Fei said with profound meaning.

The other party has massive wealth but acts very unprofessionally. With so many encumbrances, how could they possibly do well?

He was willing to bet that the moment the transfer order was given, within a minute, the entire base's transportation lines would be completely blocked, and no one would be able to leave.

"I, I don't know what to do," Zuo Gengming said, a bit embarrassed. He just relied on the little money his family had, and then, with a burst of enthusiasm, set up Spring Field Defense Limited Company with his classmates.

Little did he know that when a crisis came, it would be every man for himself, and his old classmates would recognize money over friendship.

Dipping his index finger into the tea, Chen Fei wrote a stroke, two horizontals, and a bent hook on the table, saying meaningfully, "Got it? 'Learning brings happiness.'

The world's foremost rebellious classic, even in the American Federation, has plenty of die-hard fans.

"Learning brings me happiness!"

Zuo Gengming looked somewhat dazedly at the character written with tea water, exposing his human nature as a parrot.

"First, prepare a place for me to stay, and then arrange the support personnel. Xiao Jiu and I will first comb through the areas near this base. To ward off external threats, we must first secure internal stability. With no worries behind us, we can then take care of the Mutants occupying Aircrew Base 130."

Clenching his fist, Chen Fei cracked his knuckles and immediately went into work mode.

One must earn their keep; to accept payment is to pledge service. He really thought the equity dividends from Boss Hana's company were easy to get, but he had to work for them.

"Alright, the support team is ready and can be in place at any time," Zuo Gengming said.

Zuo Gengming vividly remembered the scene of Chen Fei and Xiao Jiu slaughtering Mutants, and he could foresee that the Mutants near Aircrew Base 131's end was imminent.

After dropping off his luggage in the luxurious guest room arranged by Zuo Gengming and having rested enough along the way, Chen Fei greeted his support team and, in front of everyone, deployed the "Dragon General" Single Soldier Tactical Armor, picking up a large box of Hand Grenades and a box of Anti-Infantry Mines before departing.

Best not to drag things out— what's promised to be done in two days must be accomplished within those two days.

"Communications test, OK!"

"Location test, OK!"

"Electronic map synchronization, OK!"

"Reconnaissance drone, 'Fly 01' has taken off!"

"Reconnaissance drone, 'Fly 02' has taken off!"

"Reconnaissance drone..."

"Reconnaissance drone, 'Fly 05' has taken off!"

"Transport drone, 'Hornet 01' on standby."

"Ground combat squad A1 is about to depart."

...

"'Fly 02' reporting. Suspected Mutants found in Sector C1. Estimated number: 2."

"Rookie received. Moving out, heading to Sector C1,"

Watching Chen Fei, clad in Tactical Armor, move with extraordinary agility, leaping over walls in a few bounds and quickly vanishing from sight, Zuo Gengming couldn't help but be impressed.

A Little Bird soared into the sky, following him.

A communications, reconnaissance, transport, and combat squad of about a dozen people, with Chen Fei as the tactical core, kicked off the cleansing operation near Aircrew Base 131.

The data link standard used by the "Dragon General" Single Soldier Tactical Armor didn't conform to that of the American Federation, but no matter, it was a job for "Adam," awakened and activated once again.

This time, "Adam" didn't cry out that it had been deleted multiple times.

It self-compiled a little counter, saw the launch number was 2, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

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