A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 55 is for us!

"Cough!" Santos coughed as he couldn't stand Kirby's look.

Kirby, who was speaking, stopped talking, looked at the senior American official in front of him, blinked, and turned to continue talking to the reporter.

"To be honest! Since entering the new century, we have always wanted to transform into an industrial country and get rid of the title of resource country!"

"But there has never been a chance!"

"When I came to participate in the air show this time, the chairman of the Equipment Corporation kept telling me that he had a good thing for me to see!"

"now I understand!"

"This is the good thing he said! If such a production line can be introduced into our country!"

"That could almost turn the country around...!"

"Ahem!" Santos coughed again, interrupting the rest of Kirby's words.

Kirby also got angry when he was interrupted again.

America is number one in the world!But, he is not afraid!
Because there is a stick at home that can beat people, the kind that can maim people!
Moreover, they are still holding America's lifeblood, the currency and oil standard!

As long as they announce that oil transactions will not be settled in US dollars, America will die immediately!

Of course, between death and madness, America will inevitably choose madness. Crazy America will be like a mad dog.

One doesn't want to die, and the other doesn't want to be bitten by a mad dog, so everyone can only hold it in!

But that was before!
Now!Brother Long has a hypersonic bomber in his hand - a passenger plane!
All it takes is one!
Get some more sticks from Brother Long!

What bullshit America?
Who is that?do not know!
After letting out a sigh of exhaustion, Kirby rolled his eyes and looked up, and said calmly: "Mr. Santos! I'm just borrowing this seat! Chat with this reporter about my experience on this plane!"

"The location is not fixed!"

"If you are sick and have a cold right now! You should call the attendant! Let them help you find medicine!"

"You should take medicine when you are sick! Do you understand? Don't be so frivolous!"

The tone of the gun made Santos very unhappy. He wanted to say a few words, but he had nothing to say.

Now that I am on someone else's territory, it is really unnecessary to say harsh words, it will lose status, and it is of no use.

With a lot of resentment, he walked to the next seat and sat down. He pulled the anti-stress suit on the seat and put it on. Santos simply fell asleep.

Unlike him, Farson was looking left and right. In his mind, he already had a hundred ways to modify this aircraft.

The simplest thing is to dismantle the passenger cabin and change it into a simple bomber ammunition bay.

Load up bombs, conduct high-altitude and high-speed penetration, reach the target, and then drop the bomb!
With the size of this aircraft, it can carry at least one hundred tons of bombs!

According to the yield of modern weapons, a [-]-ton bomb is enough to level a small city to the ground!

If replaced with thermobaric bombs or cluster bombs, the power would be even more terrifying!
After the explosion, the infantry in this small city!He will definitely die to death!
And the most terrifying one!Just bring hypersonic nuclear missiles to the sky!

You can't stop me from launching from the ground. I'm at high altitude, launching from a hypersonic platform, and you can't even see me!
After thinking about the hundred ways to transform, Falson leaned back on the seat, grabbed the anti-stress garment and covered his old face, crying alone.

This kind of plane is not yours!

The bomb you installed may fall on your head by then!
Gan!
"Why are you crying?" A rough voice sounded. Falson pulled off his anti-stress suit, only to find that it was the bastard Mijelavlovich.

Before he could speak, the bastard's voice sounded again.

"Look at how bad you are. I don't know, you thought someone else did something shameful to you up here in the sky!"

"Aren't you afraid? You are next to each other!" Farson asked in a low voice. The others heard it, but they pretended not to hear it.

Unfortunately, Mijelavlovich had no intention of hiding it. He spread his hands and sounded like a trumpet.

"What are you afraid of? After all, we are half allies. No matter how bad our relationship is, we are still better than you!"

As he spoke, his left eye moved to where Zhang Zhong was, and immediately returned to normal.

At this glance, I couldn't see any expression on the face of the spokesperson of the Strategic Guarantee Bureau.

He acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued chatting with that Sharon Bass guy!

Which restaurant in Liaomei City has the best white chicken?
Gan!
Rubbing his face with his hands, Mijelavlovich sat back on the chair, pulled on the anti-stress suit and put it on, put on the oxygen mask and started to sleep.Let’s talk about it when we get back tonight!

Quietly glancing at these people with his peripheral vision, Kirby raised his hand to signal the reporter to move the camera away.

The purpose of the interview has been achieved. The reporter took the cameraman to take pictures at the bar, because Moshu appeared there at some point and was bartending.

"That young man just now is the chief designer?" Kirby asked in a voice that only two people could hear.

Zhang Zhong nodded and asked very proudly: "How is it? Are you a talented person? Mighty and handsome?"

"Handsome! Very handsome!" Kirby gave a thumbs up with both hands and continued to add: "It would be even more handsome if you could give us a bomber like this!"

In the sound of his words, Zhang Zhong slowly sat up straight. Before he could sit up straight, he heard Kirby's subsequent words.

"If I were matched with your people! You would both be the most handsome!"

This time, it was Zhang Zhong who coughed.

"It's hard to say!"

"Good talk!"

"It's hard to say! Really! I can't make the decision! The people above can't make the decision either! It depends on that person!"

Time passed slowly as the two chatted, and the TU-59B had completed a circle according to the established route.

"Dear passengers, please pay attention! We are about to land and there will be bumps during landing. Please fasten your seat belts!"

Above the exhibition, the J20 was still performing, but the TU-59B fell from the sky and completely stole the spotlight.

All the passengers on the plane were unloaded, and the plane slowly taxied to the tarmac.

Zhang Zhong and others who got off the plane became the favorites of the major media.

"Mr. Zhang! How does it feel to ride on this plane?"

"If this aircraft is to be put into commercial use, when will it be put on the market?"

"Excuse me……"

The security personnel stepped forward to separate these VIPs from the media personnel, but before leaving, Zhang Zhong suddenly said: "In the next few days, the plane will be tested!"

"Everyone in need! Come to the exhibition in the morning to draw lots and see your luck!"

"Then tomorrow, our Chief Mo will hold a meeting with everyone! If you have any questions, ask them then!"

"goodbye!"

He waved to the media and quickly left the scene.

The show is about to begin!

Can't miss it!
As soon as he got into his subordinate's car, Santos immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Minette, who was across the sea.

But the time was not right. Minette on the other end of the phone was very angry, "Do you know what time it is?"

"Dragon Kingdom time, 25:[-] pm, almost off work!" Santos answered calmly!

"Then you go play after get off work! Why are you calling me?"

"You didn't watch the live broadcast?"

"What live broadcast are you watching?"

"Dragon Kingdom got a hypersonic bomber! But they were the same as the fishing boats last time! This time they turned into passenger planes! Are they coming for us?"

The other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds, and then Minette's surprised voice came.

"So, it's possible that your B3 bomber plan will be approved?"

"Help me! Then open 37!"

(End of this chapter)