In Shenxiang Town, which was not covered by the Holy Shield, a silver-white aerospaceplane was parked on the temporarily built airport runway. This masterpiece developed and produced by Future Heavy Industries was now brought to the wasteland of the 22nd century by Jiang Chen.
Although in terms of technology, the shape of this aerospaceplane could be said to be quite retro, at least in Han Junhua's eyes.
Looking at the entire NAC, no one could fly this antique into the sky. However, Jiang Chen obviously considered this problem. At the moment, sitting in the pilot's seat was Future Military's newly launched smart pilot – Matador.
The robot skillfully turned on the instruments on the dial, then gave Jiang Chen a thumbs up outside the cabin.
"This is …" Han Junhua looked at the antique in front of her, then her tone was filled with a hint of surprise.
"Aerospace G100, the masterpiece of the 27th Research Institute, a dual-use private jet. It can fly to the geosynchronous orbit space station, and it can quickly deploy to any airport around the world within an hour. This thing is more than enough to send a twelve-person reconnaissance team. " Jiang Chen directly threw the inventor to the NAC research unit, put his hand on the wing of the Aerospace G100, and cast a confident smile at Han Junhua.
"Are you sure you can find an airport for you to land there?" Han Junhua rarely used an uncertain tone.
"There's no need to land, we can jump directly from the plane. All it needs to do is to descend after approaching the West Coast of North America, and slow down when it passes over Los Angeles … "
Although Han Junhua was full of questions, she opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't ask. Instead, she slowly nodded and said, "If you insist … although I recommend a more secure strategy to send other candidates to North America."
"I thought about it carefully, and I think it's the most suitable for me to go. What's more, I'm also very curious about what's going on in North America. It's just that the probability of encountering danger is not high, so it's good to take this opportunity to check it out. " Jiang Chen gestured to the twelve guards who were already ready to go, indicating that Zheng Shanhe and the others could start boarding.
In order to save the limited capacity of the Aerospace G100 and to deliver more personnel and ammunition to North America, all the guards were equipped with the lightest power armor, the T-3 aviation model.
The take-off steps were carried out in a standard manner. The "Matador" robot sitting in the cockpit skillfully turned on various instruments and spoke to the broadcast like a textbook.
"The engine is charging. All passengers, please remain seated and make sure your seat belts are fastened. Do not leave your seat and walk around."
"Charging complete. Engine entering ignition countdown."
“10”
“9”
"…"
“2”
“1”
"Light the fire!"
As the cold electronic voice fell, the engine ejected a faint blue arc, pushing the Aerospace G100 toward the horizon.
Accompanied by the pull of gravity, Jiang Chen watched the scenery outside the window fly backward. Soon, the entire sky shuttle flew into the blue sky and into the distant deep space.
The shaking of the fuselage quickly stabilized. It turned out that even in the apocalypse, the safety of the Aerospace G100 was reliable. He put the helmet on the cushion and selected the standby mode in the operation interface of the power armor. Then he relaxed his muscles and closed his eyes to rest.
In fact, before he set off, he had been thinking about a possibility. Could it be that Zhou Guoping wanted to establish his own empire?
However, after careful consideration, Jiang Chen quickly denied this possibility.
Not to mention whether Zhou Guoping would really be stupid enough to betray NAC just to go to North America to be his unreliable ruler. Long before he left Wanghai for North America, Jiang Chen promised him that if he proved his ability in governing in the colony, he would let him continue to be a ruler.
If he didn't manage it well …
He wouldn't want to stay there for half a second longer.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Chen really couldn't think of the possibility of Zhou Guoping's rebellion. Instead, it was possible that this idiot who was used to being a bandit was messing around in North America and was killed by the angry North American "natives".
Therefore, Jiang Chen had two plans.
If Zhou Guoping wanted to be independent after arriving in North America, Jiang Chen would directly activate the slavery chip implanted in the back of his head, take his life, and then appoint a new governor to get the colony back on track as soon as possible.
In the latter case, the North American colony was overthrown or destroyed by the local survivors. Then, depending on whether Zhou Guoping was still alive or not, he would adopt two completely different strategies to solve the problems the colony was facing.
The altitude continued to climb, and it didn't take long for the aerospaceplane to reach the top of the exosphere.
Pieces of space junk were like an asteroid belt, connected in outer space. Light blue arcs occasionally swam through the wreckage, like beautiful and deadly silver snakes. It was the first time Jiang Chen saw the low-Earth orbit at such a close distance, and now everything he saw told him that the real situation was far worse than he imagined.
Jiang Lin wasn't joking with him.
To develop the aerospace industry in this environment was almost equivalent to a daydream.
How did those colonization ships fly out of Earth …
For safety reasons, the Aerospace G100 did not approach the synchronous orbit from beginning to end, but chose to sail at the edge of the atmosphere. This area was relatively safe. Most of the space junk would be worn out or decelerated here, so there was basically no dangerous residue.
It took longer than expected. Finally, in the third hour after takeoff, Jiang Chen woke up from his nap when he heard the notification. At this moment, the Aerospace G100 finally returned to the lower stratosphere.
"… Descending altitude, we are about to reach Los Santos. I wish you a pleasant journey."
Accompanied by the cold electronic voice, the seat belts on the seats were unlocked.
"Prepare to parachute." Jiang Chen unfastened his seat belt and ended the standby mode. He stood up from the chair, waved his steel-attached arm, and checked whether the engine behind him could start normally.
The other twelve guards also got up and gathered at the cabin door.
Zheng Shanhe walked to the front of the guards, took a deep breath, glanced at Jiang Chen, then glanced at his comrades, and said loudly, "Gather at Santa Monica Airport in Los Santos. All units immediately head to the target area after landing. Do you understand?!"
"Understood!"
"Go!"
The hatch opened, and the whistling cold wind rolled in, instantly sweeping away the warmth in the cabin. Zheng Shanhe held onto the cabin door frame and jumped out first. The guards behind him followed, and the General Jiang Chen was the last.
It was not the first time Jiang Chen parachuted from a high altitude, so he was naturally familiar with the operation.
When the altitude dropped to the threshold, the vortex engine behind him instantly turned on, and the blue flame spurted out, stopping the acceleration of the power armor's descent. It was indeed worthy of being the experimental model that was not completed until the end of the war. The stability of the N-100 on Jiang Chen's body was indeed much better than the T-3 type in terms of airborne stability.
The steel boots stepped through the clouds, and the view suddenly became clear.
Just at this moment, Jiang Chen's pupils slightly enlarged.
It was his first time overlooking the wasteland of North America.
Although it was only a corner of the West Coast.
In general, the war did not favor any side.
It was as bad as the Pan-Asian continent.
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