After running around for half a month, Si Chen was exhausted.

In a daze, he fell asleep in Wuzhi's cockpit.

In a daze, he heard a discussion:

"Look, look, look, Mi-24 armed helicopter!"

"The design began in 1967, the first flight was successful in 1969, the prototype was finalized in 1971, and it entered service in 1973."

"This thing is really a good thing! Comrades, we have to work hard!"

"Which machine gun is it? Is this one sticking out of its nose?"

"No, the thing next to the ear on the right side of the nose is a Gatling gun."

"Ah! There is one missile left! Look, it's mounted on the left wing."

"Look at the mounted rockets again, they look like briquettes."

"Let me count, one, two, three... Damn it! 32 pieces!"

"Look here, the unused rockets, this guy looks like a plate of sunflowers, hahaha!"

"Hey, young man, wake up and don't put your feet on the dashboard, dust will rub up on it."

Si Chen was woken up by someone, with a sleepy and confused look on his face!

The hatch on his right was wide open, and there were many people standing at the door.

Some wear olive green uniforms, some wear navy blue uniforms, some wear gray and white labor cloth overalls, and some wear three-button suits with small collars.

"Ah? Who are you?" Si Chen rubbed his face.

"we are……"

Everyone announced their units one by one, and the sounds could be heard one after another.

One minute later.

Si Chen understood. They were all people who were interested in this Wuzhi!

Extremely interested!

"Young man, can you come down first so that we can go up and visit."

A middle-aged man wearing a military green peaked cap made a request with a pleasant look.

Si Chen smiled awkwardly, cleared his throat, and said solemnly:

"Uncle, I bought this from the country of Su."

it is more than words.

Everyone has a unified look in their eyes, which is unattainable.

In fact, this look in his eyes made Si Chen feel a little worried.

After a long while, someone asked tentatively: "Isn't such an advanced thing expensive?"

Si Chen smiled and said, "It's quite expensive."

"Oh, I don't know... how much does it cost?"

When the question came out of his mouth, everyone was looking forward to Si Chen's answer.

In order to protect this Wuzhi from being intercepted halfway, Si Chen thought about it, deliberately raised the price, and said:

"In exchange for five thousand tons of wheat."

When everyone heard this, they immediately took a breath of cold air!

Someone gave the calculation result:

"According to the price of wheat on the market this year, one pound is 15 cents, and one kilogram is 30 cents."

"This thousand kilograms, that is, one ton, is three hundred yuan."

"Five thousand tons, that's 1.5 million!"

"Expensive! It's really... expensive!"

A group of people were stunned by the price of this Wuzhi.

…

Not far away, Si Qingbai wanted to get closer, but was pulled away by Shen Tiejun, the big leader of Liaoshen, and was chattering.

The content is not nutritious, I just want to chat with you anyway!

Si Qingbai is of a lower rank than others, so I feel embarrassed not to talk.

But his eyes never left the Mi-24 Wuzhi under Si Chen's butt.

Soon, a young man wearing an olive green uniform ran out from the crowd surrounding Si Chen.

After running over quickly, he covered his mouth with his hands, leaned into Shen Tiejun's ear, and whispered a few words.

Si Qingbai has always been a calm character, but this time, he was really a little anxious!

This group of people is definitely making a mistake!

In view of the fine tradition of our armies "picking up" Italian artillery from each other for many years, Si Qingbai can no longer sit back and wait for death.

"Leader, you have many things to do, and you are bound by official duties. Go and do your work. I..."

Shen Tiejun smiled happily, touched his big belly with his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and said with a smile:

"I'm not busy! My brothers and comrades from the military region are here to do something important. How can I not accompany them?"

"If I neglect it, I will go to Kyoto for a meeting and study. It would be a pity if Yongjun doesn't treat me to Quanjude!"

Zhongzhou Division is under the jurisdiction of Kyoto. Si Qingbai is a direct subordinate of Jiang Yongjun.

Jiang Yongjun, Jiang Shan’s father.

"Qingbai, it's almost lunch time. I'll have chicken stewed with mushrooms. How about that?"

Shen Tiejun said, minding his own business and walked towards Si Chen.

Si Qingbai:......-_-||

It's only nine o'clock in the morning!

"Oh—leader, you don't have to go to such trouble. Our people are back, pick them up, and then go back to Dragon City."

Si Qingbai thought to himself, I came here yesterday, and I feel uneasy if you invite me to eat and drink.

My AN-124 was parked at the airport, and I was very nervous!

"Hey! No trouble, no trouble!" Shen Tiejun waved his hand and said hospitably:

"It's rare for us to meet each other, so we must stay a few more days!"

Si Qingbai: ...Thank you!

…

As soon as Shen Tiejun and Si Qingbai came over, the crowd quickly moved away.

When Si Chen saw his eldest uncle, he immediately understood who the person beside him was.

"Si Chen, this is Commander Shen from Liaoshen District."

"Leader, this is my eldest nephew, Si Chen."

"Hello!" Si Chen greeted quickly, came out of the helicopter, and closed the door with a "bang".

Si Qingbai took the opportunity to scold the child: "Look at you, you coward. Why are you closing the door? The boss doesn't want your old and old stuff!"

These words have profound connotations.

Shen Tiejun chuckled, patted his big belly, and began to engage in language arts:

"Yes! How can you say no? Young man, as long as you bid, Uncle Shen will definitely buy it!"

The distance is shortened, just between one sentence.

Reaching out to "pick up" the friendly "Italian artillery" can be done in just one sentence.

Si Chen understood it all!

He looked at his uncle and replied with a smile:

"Uncle Shen, this one is not for sale!"

"Hey! How can you not sell the goods you brought in?" Shen Tiejun looked cheerful, comparable to Maitreya Buddha:

"Our country does not tolerate private individuals playing with armed helicopters!"

"Absolutely not. Do you have to transport it back to Dragon City?"

"Hey, Qingbai, I heard that you already have Mi-28 there?"

Si Qingbai:......-_-||
To be continued...