Su Guo, 5055 Aircraft Cemetery.

"Uncle~ Let's eat~"

As soon as Reganmian shouted, the fat uncle Antonov ran over quickly like an ejected top:

"I'm here! I'm here! To-"

The fat uncle, who was sprinting for 100 meters, jumped directly in front of the dog meat hot pot, grinning and laughing:

"Among these people, I like you the most!"

Very good! In the fat uncle's mind, Si Chen has been pushed to the back position.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

In front of the upturned nose of the An-124, a group of people loading cargo looked at it like they were petrified.

Jiang Shan sighed silently and asked: "Chenzi, is this 'spaceship' still pretending?"

Si Chen looked at the half-loaded goods and had to give up:

"Then let's take a break for now. Without uncle, we can't estimate the size of the cabin. We're all going to eat. Let's go!"

For safety reasons, the technical task of loading requires a fat uncle to control the field.

If the cargo in a large transport aircraft is not loaded properly, accidents are very likely to occur, which is extremely dangerous.

Not only did they install an engine from the Su-27, they also installed that weird "spaceship".

At the same time, two other strange aircraft were discovered in the aircraft cemetery, but I couldn’t tell what they were.

Simply put them all back together and hand them over to a specialized research institute for disassembly and research.

Si Chen and a group of people walked to the dog meat hot pot, squatted in a circle on the ground, and just held up their chopsticks to fish~

Since it is a bracket made of three steel and steel wires, the big black pot placed on it is not small, and it is big enough for everyone to gather around it.

The difference is that there are two layers of human walls inside and outside.

It's already April, and it still snows here from time to time.

For example, right now, the sky is filled with snowflakes.

Si Chen was eating dog meat hotpot to warm up his body when the phone rang and he picked it up:

"Hello?"

"Victor, it's me."

Si Chen thought he was hallucinating, so he remained silent for a long time and even forgot to chew the mouthful of dog meat in his mouth.

The other party's slightly tired voice said again:

"Victor, it's me, the Thirteenth Prince."

"Take it, take it!" Si Chen choked on his own saliva.

He quickly spit out the meat in his mouth, and his voice became strange:

"I thought you were dead? You finally called me back!"

"Sha Shisan, your uncle!"

"Do you know how worried I am during this time? Ah!"

Si Chen's voice sounded louder and louder every sentence in this paragraph, and his plastic English was soaring.

The last word screamed out the ancient power in the body!

The fat uncle looked at the mouthful of meat that Si Chen spit out on the ground and muttered in distress:

"God will forgive you for wasting food, Amin!"

As he spoke, he actually solemnly made a cross on his chest.

Sha Shisan on the other end of the phone actually said with great emotion:

"Victor, thank you for always thinking of me. I am very touched by your concern for me!"

Si Chen was instantly laughed out of anger, and responded with a ruthless remark:

"I'm not concerned about you, I'm concerned about your death."

Sha Shisan was silent for a few seconds. He probably understood the deeper meaning of these words. He smiled awkwardly and said:

"I know, I owe you an explanation, I'm sorry!"

"Sorry, if it's useful, why do you need weapons?!" Si Chen yelled into the phone:

"Believe it or not, I took Gatlin to find you!"

"I will take my people with me, and each one of them will support Gatling!!"

"Me! My people will beat you into a sieve together!!!"

Si Chen's roar made Jiang Shan and others confused, let alone Sha Shisan.

Among these people, the only ones who can understand English are two scientific research experts.

Everyone else, including Jiang Shan, was confused.

However, from Si Chen's roaring posture, he knew that the other party was dead.

Sha Shisan endured Si Chen's anger in embarrassment, paused, and apologized again:

"Victor, I know that I am not a friend enough. I sincerely apologize to you, but business is business, isn't it?"

The other party's sober attitude only poured cold water on Si Chen:

"Haha, yes, business is business, so why don't you give me real money?"

"That's real money." Sha Shisan defended.

"Is that real money? Are you sure you didn't print it yourself?" Si Chen got a little angry again.

"That's real money, believe me!" Sha Shisan did not answer directly.

This time, Si Chen even threw away his chopsticks, stood up, walked alone into the unmanned aircraft parking area, and sneered:

"Boy, do you want me to tell you a story?"

Sha Shisan on the other side, in order to ease the atmosphere between them, said very patiently:

"Okay, please tell me, I'm all ears."

Si Chen paced back and forth on the snow a little anxiously, taking a long breath in an attempt to relieve his bad mood.

After a few seconds, he said:

"During World War II, the mustache's country became the public enemy of Europe."

"Because the currency issued by his country has low purchasing power, many things are either unavailable or not sold to him."

"As the saying goes, when a cannon is fired, gold is worth ten thousand taels. War is the most expensive project in the world, bar none!"

"Mustache is short of funds, and even the supplies delivered to frontline soldiers are in tatters."

"The tent had holes, the clothes were shoddy, and even some necessary supplies had to be purchased from the black market before anyone would give them to him."

"The surrounding countries have imposed a comprehensive economic blockade on him."

"Mustache's close friend Heydrich gave him advice and said -"

"Brother, let's print some money!"

"Mustache said that if printing money could solve the current predicament, I would have printed it long ago!"

"Heydrich said, Brother, I'm not talking about printing our money, I'm talking about printing the pounds of John Bull next door!"

When Si Chen said this, Sha Shisan actually burst into laughter.

On the other side, Sha Shisan, who was wearing a white robe and a piece of cloth on his head, sat lazily on a carpet with complicated and beautiful patterns, answering the phone with one hand and petting the big cat with the other:

An adult male lion!

The exploding mane on the fluffy head was enough for Sha Shisan to hide behind and use it as a perfect cover.

"No interruption, Victor, please continue." Sha Shisan coughed twice and said.

Si Chen silently took out his cigarette. When he was upset, he could only smoke a cigarette to force himself to calm down:

"In the 1940s, a large number of Jewish people were imprisoned in Mustache's camp. It could be said that there were many skilled craftsmen and talents."

"At that time, there was a craftsman inside who had 'painted' a large number of pounds for himself by doing craft work before he was arrested, and he hung out in various luxury entertainment venues such as casinos and hotels."

"This time, Heydrich promoted this craftsman, plus a hundred other Jews, to start a national-level project to print pounds."

"At that time, the pound was the most valuable currency in the world."

"The purchasing power is quite good, three times that of ordinary currency."

"So, under the supervision of Heydrich and the unique craftsmanship of the craftsmen."

"Soon, they were printing tons of pounds!"
Chapter completed!