Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rainystars
In the Shenxiang Town not covered by the Holy Shield, a silver-white aerospace plane was parked on the temporarily constructed airport runway. Jiang Chen brought the masterpiece designed and manufactured by Future Heavy Industries to the apocalypse.
From Han Junhua’s eyes and in a technological perspective, the shape of this aerospace plane was quite retro.
It was unlikely anyone from the NAC talent pool could pilot this old antique into the air. But Jiang Chen obviously had considered this issue. At this moment, it was the new intelligent pilot of Future Military – The Matador in the pilot seat.
The robot skillfully turned on the instruments on the control panel, and it gave Jiang Chen outside the cabin a thumbs up.
“This is…” Han Jinhua examined this antique in front of her with surprise in her tone.
“Aerospace G100, a masterpiece from the 27th Research Institute, a dual-use aerospace private jet. It can fly to a space station in the synchronous orbit and quickly arrive at any airport in the world within one hour. It’s more than sufficient to send a twelve-man reconnaissance team.” Jiang Chen gave the aerospace plane a new inventor and labeled it as the invention of the research institute dedicated to NAC. He then put his hand on the wing of the plane, turned around, and smiled confidently at Han Junhua.
“Are you sure you can find an airport for you to land?” Han Junhua had a rare hint of uncertainty in her tone.
“There is no need to land, we are going to parachute down. All it needs to do is descend after approaching the West Coast, and then fly at a reduced speed when passing over Los Angeles…”
Han Junhua opened her mouth still full of doubts, but in the end, she decided not to ask any of the questions. Instead, she just nodded, “If you insist…Although I would recommend the safer strategy to send other candidates to North America. ”
“I thought about it carefully, and it’s best for me to go there. Besides, I’m also very curious about what is going on in North America. It’s just that the probability of encountering danger is not high on reconnaissance, so I can take this opportunity to see it.” Jiang Chen made a gesture to the twelve guards who were ready to go, indicating Zheng Shanhe that they could start boarding.
In order to save the limited capacity of the Aerospace G100 to move more personnel and ammunition to North America. At this moment, all the guards were equipped with the light T-3 aviation type.
The takeoff steps proceeded gracefully. The “Matador” robot in the cockpit turned on the instruments while it broadcasted the standard procedures.
“The engine is charging. All passengers, please sit in your seats. Make sure your seat belts are fastened and do not leave your seats.”
“Charging completed, the engine is entering ignition countdown.”
“10”
“9”
“…”
“2”
“1”
“Ignite!”
When the emotionless digital voice faded, the engine ejected an eerie blue ray that pushed the Aerospace G100 towards the horizon.
Accompanied by the gravitational pull, Jiang Chen watched the scenery outside the window fly backward, and soon the entire aerospace plane flew into the blue sky to the farther deep space.
The jitter of the fuselage quickly stabilized. It turned out that even in the apocalypse, the safety of the Aerospace G100 was reliable. After he placed the helmet to the side, Jiang Chen selected the standby mode in the operation interface of the power armor, relaxed his muscles, closed his eyes, and started to rest.
In fact, before he set off, he had been thinking about a possibility; whether Zhou Guoping decided to betray him and establish his own empire.
However, after careful consideration, Jiang Chen quickly denied this possibility.
Not to mention whether Zhou Guoping was foolish enough to betray NAC for the sake of becoming an unreliable warlord in North America. Long before he set off from Wanghai, Jiang Chen had already promised him that if he proved his ability to govern in the colony, he could continue to rule like a warlord.
If he managed the colony poorly…
It was likely that he wouldn’t even want to stay there for half a second longer.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Chen couldn’t think of the possibility of Zhou Guoping’s rebellion. Instead, it was possible that this idiot, who used to be a bandit, made a fool of himself in North America, and was ganged up by angry North American “indigenous people”.
Therefore, Jiang Chen prepared for two possibilities.
If he discovered that Zhou Guoping wanted to pursue independence, Jiang Chen would directly activate the slave chip implanted in the back of his brain, take his life, and then appoint a new governor to get the colony back on track as soon as possible.
In the latter case, if the North American colony was overthrown by the local survivors or destroyed. Then, depending on whether Zhou Guoping was still alive, he would adopt two completely different strategies to solve the issues facing the colony.
The altitude continued to rise, and it didn’t take long for the Aerospace G100 to fly above the exosphere.
Countless pieces of space junk formed a belt of asteroids and were connected together in outer space. Light blue sparks occasionally passed among the debris, like beautiful and deadly silver snakes. It was the first time Jiang Chen has seen Low Earth orbit at such a close distance, and now everything seemed to be telling him that the real situation was far worse than he thought.
Jiang Lin did not joke with him.
It was a pipe dream to develop the space industry in this environment.
How did those colonization ships fly out of the Earth…
For safety reasons, the Aerospace G100 did not approach the synchronous orbit in the journey but chose to sail on the edge of the atmosphere. This area was relatively safe and most of the space junks were either burnt out or slowed down here. Therefore, there were basically no dangerous junks in this region.
It took more time than expected. Finally, in the third hour after taking off, Jiang Chen woke up from a nap after hearing the beep. At this moment, Aerospace G100 finally returned to the lower stratosphere.
“…We’re descending and arriving at Los Angeles ahead. I wish you a pleasant journey.
Accompanied by the emotionless digital voice, the seat belts on the seats were unlocked.
“Prepare for airborne.” Jiang Chen pulled off his seat belt and ended the standby mode, stood up from the chair, waved his arm attached to steel, and checked whether the engine behind him could start normally.
The other twelve guards also got up one after another and gathered towards the cabin door.
Zheng Shanhe walked to the very front, took a deep breath, looked to Jiang Chen, looked at his comrades, then said loudly, “Assembly point at Los Angeles Santa Monica Airport, all units Immediately gather at the assembly point, do you understand!”
“Roger!”
“GO! GO!”
The cabin door opened, and the howling cold wind rolled in, instantly sweeping away the heat in the cabin. Holding onto the cabin frame, Zheng Shanhe jumped out first, followed by the guards behind him, and finally General Jiang Chen.
It was not the first time Jiang Chen has parachuted down. Everything was natural and smooth.
After the attitude drop to the threshold, the vortex engine behind turned on instantly, and the blue flame spurted out and stopped their downward acceleration. As an experimental model uncompleted even after the end of the war, the N-100 on Jiang Chen was indeed much more stable than the T-3 in airborne operations.
When the steel boots stepped through the clouds, his sight suddenly became clear.
At this moment, Jiang Chen’s pupils dilated slightly.
It was his first time overlooking apocalyptic North America.
Although it was only a corner of the West Coast.
In general, the war did not favor either side.
This place was as bad as the Pan-Asia continent.
