America’s Big Hero

Sean almost forgot about Bertie Bazel not coming.

The main reason is that there have been too many things happening recently, which are too impactful.

In addition, the expansion of Sean's Bank made him no longer short of money, which caused Sean to no longer feel the urgency.

I entertained Bertie Bazel, and made an appointment to go to Long Island to try the plane the day after tomorrow.

All spare parts for the aircraft are produced in the East, but final assembly is done in the United States.

So, this place of origin is the United States!

Authentic American original.

...

"Not bad, it looks great." Sean looked at the brand new silver-gray propeller plane in front of him. There were mounting racks on the belly of the plane and under the wings on both sides, which could mount many kinds of weapons.

"Mr. Sean, our plane hasn't been named yet, you can name one." Bertie Bazel said with a smile.

"I'll pick one up, haha, then I'll be reluctant to pick up one!" Sean smiled and patted Bertie Bazel's arm, the young man is very good.

"Let's call it Devil Bird!" Sean thought for a while and raised his head and said, "Our plane is a devil that brings death, killing people like hemp!"

Bertie Bazel's expression was depressed, as if he had seen a ghost, "Sir, our plane is for the government army, we are decent!"

"Isn't the government all devils? In the eyes of the anti-government forces?" Sean shrugged. It's just too shameless."

"You...you can do it." Bertie Bazel opened his mouth, but finally gave up, who let this be the major shareholder.

Now that he asked someone to name it, it's hard for him to refuse now, isn't that a provocation!

It should fucking have been booked sooner!

"How does it feel, their spare parts?" Sean asked Bertie Bazel with a smile.

"Very good, it meets our requirements very well, without a single defect." Bertie Bazel nodded in satisfaction, thought for a while and added, "After all, the technical content is not high."

Sean glanced at Bertie Bazel with a half-smile, betting that the guy must have been overwhelmed by the industrial capabilities of the East.

It's not more advanced than the United States, but more advanced than he imagined.

There is also production efficiency and cost.

This aircraft is much more advanced than the F6F of the prototype, but the price is the same as the F6F of the year, which is about 350,000 US dollars.

Of course, some advanced radar equipment, night market equipment, fire control system, etc. will be installed in the later stage, and the cost will definitely increase.

However, in terms of the unit cost of Bertie Bazel's models, Sean has seen that the highest-end models that can be equipped with cluster bombs, laser-guided bombs, anti-tank missiles, and infrared combat missiles cost only 1.6 million US dollars. .

Of course, the price of a good set of radar is more than 800,000 US dollars, and the high-end night vision device costs millions, but there is no need to install such a good one here.

Sean didn't think that Uncle Hei and those guys from South America played at such a high level.

However, if they strongly demand, they can also be added separately, and this is not a problem.

"Then are you going to ask them to order some spare parts for our Grumman?" Sean asked with a smile.

"Can I order some to try, well, that's it." Bertie Bazel wanted to say no loudly, but their prices were too cheap.

"This aircraft can be used as a prototype platform." Bertie Barzel immediately changed the subject and said, "With those weapons removed, it can be used as a trainer aircraft. With better radar installed, it can be used as a maritime patrol aircraft, anti-submarine, For alert and early warning, it can be used as a forest firefighting aircraft after adding a water tank, and can be used as a sea rescue aircraft if it is equipped with water landing gear.”

"I think he still has a lot of room to develop."

"Fire fighting in the forest? I remember that the plane can't carry a lot of water, so what will happen?" Sean looked curious.

"Slow speed is okay. Our minimum stall speed is only 130 kilometers, which is slower than a car!" Bertie Bazel said with a smile.

"Oh, okay." Sean shrugged, he didn't understand either, so it's fine if you say yes.

"Then test it?" Sean became interested, and turned to look at the staff next to him.

If it’s a supersonic jet, he won’t try it. He can’t play that without professional training, and the cabin will be sticky if he vomits.

But this kind of low-speed propeller aircraft has much lower requirements for flight personnel.

This is why Sean said that this aircraft is suitable for third world countries.

The boss wants to try the plane, who dares to stop him?

The staff immediately called the crew to start preparations, "Sir, do you need to mount weapons?"

"Hang up, hang up everything you can." Sean was stopped by Bertie Bazel just after he finished speaking.

"God, Mr. Sean, this is New York, what do you want to do with your weapons?" Bertie Bazel said frantically.

"I don't bomb New York, what are you afraid of, don't say you don't have a military-approved aircraft test site?" Sean squinted at Bertie Bazel.

"It's in the sandy area, a place that is inaccessible, and this is New York!" Bertie Bazel said dumbfounded.

"Uh..." Sean scratched his head, "Then go to sea and let someone prepare for it."

"You you, you, okay." Bertie Bazel was a little mad, but he wanted to stop it, but he couldn't stop it, "It will take at least two days to prepare all kinds of targets, and today is definitely not enough. "

"Then try flying." Sean thought for a while and said.

He won't learn to fly a plane by himself. He sat in the fire control position back then, and it was no problem to have a good time with him.

After flying in the sky for more than three hours, after a while of addiction, Sean left very satisfied, the better to go to sea to shoot targets in 2 days.

Others use guns to shoot targets, while the super rich use airplanes to shoot targets.

The life of the rich is so plain and boring!

Cluster bombs, infrared-guided missiles, all of them have been tried.

It cost more than 2 million before and after a target shooting event, comfortable!

...

A week later, Colombia, the capital Bogota.

"What kind of shitty place is this, the capital? That's it?" Xiao En got off the palace in the air, muttering in a low voice as he walked.

Behind him, Lorraine pretended he didn't hear him. He just reached out and poked Sean's waist, and said in a low voice without moving his lips, "The President of Colombia is greeting you right below. What if it was captured by a video camera next to him?"

That was a diplomatic accident!

"What are you afraid of? I'll cut off the brains of anyone who dares to let it out!" Xiao En snorted, "Think of me as a waste of the big universe!"

No one answered, everyone was used to Sean having convulsions from time to time regardless of the occasion.

Colombian President Gustavo kept a smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand and walked towards Sean in advance, "Mr. Sean, welcome to Bogota."

"Mr. President, hello, thank you very much for coming. Bogota is beautiful and full of exotic customs. This is a city with a history. I like it very much." Sean reached out and shook hands with the other party.

The two faced each other and said things against their will.

The surrounding flashes clicked and clicked...

Gustavo: What is this scourge doing in Bogota?

Sean: This name can also be the president. It sounds like a drug dealer, as expected of Colombia!

After exchanging pleasantries in front of the camera, Sean dragged Gustavo into his car.

in the car...

"It's not me, Sean, who is picky. I don't give face to the Colombian government, and I don't take the car you prepared. It's all out of safety considerations." Sean explained in the car.

"Of course, I understand, I understand." Gustavo murmured in his heart, wondering if he still said that the security in Colombia is not good, and the capital cannot guarantee the safety of guests.

But he can only hold back these words in his heart, there is no way, who told Colombia that there is indeed a problem with law and order, drug dealers can snatch the justice here.

"I've heard it a long time ago. Mr. Sean's car is designed according to the car of the President of the United States. It is one of the best bulletproof cars in the world." Gustavo smiled and complimented, well, he also wants one .

Colombian presidents are always assassinated!

Xiao En just pretended not to hear, what a joke, this technology is confidential, and it is very expensive!

We talked about the ozone layer all the way, and when we arrived at the presidential palace, we went through the diplomatic process again, which was delayed for several hours, and nothing was gained.

"The status is too noble, it's just so painful, and a lot of time was wasted on such meaningless things." When he arrived at the residence arranged by the Colombian government, Sean stood there and stretched his arms, and Sophie Marceau was helping him off. clothing.

Sophie Marceau giggled when she heard this, she knew that Sean was emphasizing the dignity in his words, this is called Versailles.

Sophie Marceau saw Sophie Marceau while participating in a film festival, and Sean was immediately moved by Sophie Marceau's temperament.

Definitely not because of good looks.

At that time, Sophie Marceau was in a relationship with director Andre Zuraski, but this was nothing.

Girls are all powerful, romantic men with old methods. During that time, flowers paved the way and the city was full of fireworks.

No matter where Sophie Marceau appears, a group of people will appear on the side of the road, throwing flower petals and sending passionate roses.

If it is night, there will be fireworks all around.

A luxury motorcade is waiting by Sophie Marceau's side at any time, as soon as she goes out, she will appear immediately.

Regardless of whether André Zuraski is with Sophie Marceau, it is as if he does not exist.

This made Andre Zuraski completely unbearable. Would he still have the nerve to work with Sophie Marceau on the luxury car provided by Sean?

If he is embarrassed, is he willing to drive a broken car?

Behind the broken car was a luxury convoy...

Although Sean didn't show up, Sean's figure was always by his side. In just five days, Andrei Zuraski collapsed and retreated.

It didn't have any impact at all, and the opponent was beaten to the ground.

Sophie Marceau is a feminist, but in Sean's opinion, he has never met a man who can completely conquer him in all aspects.

This period is Sophie Marceau's pregnancy, so she has been with Sean.

There are many female lions in a lion pride, but only one male lion is enough.

...

The next day, we could finally talk about business.

"I came this time to bring help to the Colombian government." In the presidential office, Sean and Gustavo sat across from each other and said with a smile.

"Help? What help?" Gustavo frowned slightly, he didn't believe in any help.

"We all know that Colombia has always been troubled by the drug problem, and drug traffickers are rampant. In addition, there are many anti-government activists who control a large area, but the government does not have a good way to deal with them."

Gustavo stared into Sean's eyes. He guessed that Sean wanted Colombia to hire an umbrella. After all, there were precedents in Southeast Asia and Africa.

What was before him was nothing more than refusal or agreement, but refusal... He immediately thought of the Guajira province controlled by the Kadeep armed forces.

The former president was overthrown. After he came to power, he immediately agreed to the autonomy of Guajira Province. After a lot of investigations, it has been confirmed that the real supporter behind the Kadeep armed forces is not the underground arms dealer named Yuri, but Sean. .

Therefore, there is only one choice before him, agree!

After a long silence, Gustavo asked in a deep voice, "We can cooperate with Umbrella Corporation in combating drug dealers."

"Hahaha, of course that's good." Sean smiled, "However, Gustavo, you have misunderstood me. The purpose of my visit this time is to improve the combat effectiveness of the Colombian government army."

Gustavo: Huh? ?

"I haven't heard much, what does Mr. Sean mean?"

"An aircraft specially designed to combat drug dealers, anti-government armed forces and other forces. Compared with the current mainstream supersonic jet fighters, this new aircraft pays more attention to scattered targets on the ground, small targets, hidden in cities, mountainous areas, Aircraft that strike ground targets in areas such as dense forests."

"A turboprop!"

...

Two days later, three Devilbirds entered Colombian airspace and flew directly to Bogotá, escorted by Colombian military aircraft.

"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing." Sean pointed to the Devil Bird plane and said, "Now the major powers are pursuing supersonic fighter jets with faster speed and stronger stealth because of the problem of air confrontation. However, these major powers After all, there are only a few superpowers.”

"But there is no world war now. The wars happening in most parts of the world are small-scale and low-intensity wars. They are more fighting with drug dealers and anti-government armed forces. They don't have supersonic fighter jets."

"I have always believed that we should not only focus on those big countries, but should pay more attention to the third world countries that are still plagued by wars. That's why we have a protective umbrella to help these countries get rid of the shadow of war and let these countries get rid of the shadow of war. People can also enjoy peace and live a happier life!"

Gustavo looked at Sean in shock and disbelief. If Kadeep hadn't become semi-independent with your support, I would have believed it!

Of course, complaints are complaints, but Umbrella has indeed been fighting in these small countries, and it has indeed helped solve many problems.

Like Sri Lanka, like Morocco...

Arguably, no one knows how to fight rebels and drug dealers better than Umbrella these days.

This made him really interested in the backward-looking turboprop named Devil Bird in front of him.

"You'll know if it works or not!" Sean patted Gustavo on the shoulder, "I prefer to speak with facts."

"We have all the crew members ready. The target is a drug dealer organization around Bogota. Let's test it in actual combat. You and I can take a look at it from a distance in your helicopter."

"But there aren't any drug dealer organizations around Bogotá." Gustavo said with his arms stretched out.

Sean looked Gustavo up and down, with strangeness and pity in his eyes, and regret in pity, "Forget it, then let me choose one for you."

Gustavo: ? ? ?

What do you mean, Bogota, the capital, has drug dealers strongholds around the city?

He really doesn't know.

He is a president, and Colombia is not peaceful. There are so many things to do every day, so the people below will naturally not bother him with this little 'little thing'.

Maybe……

Xiao En gave an order, and the High Sparrow immediately sent over the relevant information. How could the boss of the underground world not know about these things.

Sean picked a random stronghold and pulled Gustavo onto the helicopter. In Colombia, there are still a few Black Hawks.

It's not that Sean the Black Hawk doesn't sit, it's dangerous!

Seeing that the umbrella has even selected the target, Gustavo can't believe it, there is really a drug criminal organization next to the capital circle!

The president of his country does not know, but outsiders do. This is simply too embarrassing. Gustavo was sitting on the plane, staring at the people from the Drug Enforcement Administration diagonally opposite him, so stared at the director that he did not dare to lift his head.

Sean smiled secretly from the side.

There are quite a few people here this time, some senior officials from the military, the air force, and the army are all here. I heard that they are here to see the actual combat effect of the new aircraft, so of course they will come.

More than 60 kilometers southwest of Bogota, in a valley more than ten kilometers away from the road, there is a stronghold of drug dealers.

It is not a big stronghold that is responsible for the processing of supplied materials. There are only more than 200 staff members including combatants and their families.

The helicopter arrived here first, and went around from a high altitude. From the high altitude, you can see the thatched huts and a large open space below from the gaps between the trees, as well as a winding path.

"This is a stronghold of drug dealers, are you sure?" Gustavo looked at Sean.

Xiao En looked at the director of the Drug Enforcement Agency, who opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

He only knows that there are around the capital, but he doesn't know where exactly. Who has the time to care about such trivial matters, is it because the female secretary's stockings are not easy to tear, or is the wine bad?

It's not that he's particularly irresponsible, the point is that it's useless even if he takes pains to destroy it. It won't take long for new people to appear.

It is impossible to completely eliminate it, impossible, impossible at all!

"Okay, I'll find out after a while." Sean made a decision.

Gustavo didn't say anything. If it was true, it would be wiped out. If it was false, it would prove that Sean was wrong, and the area around Bogotá was still clean, which made him feel embarrassed.

As for the life and death of those people below after making a mistake...

To be honest, Gustavo really didn't think about it, it wasn't because he was dark in his heart, but because he forgot...

remember...

up...

After confirming the target, Sean issued an order, and the three Devilbirds at Bogota Airport took off immediately.

Twenty minutes later, three small black dots appeared on the horizon, heading straight for this stronghold.

But at this moment, the stronghold was already in a mess, and the boss looked at the helicopters circling back and forth in the sky with an ugly expression.

There was no news of the military launching a siege from Bogotá, but what happened to the Black Hawks in the sky?

In Bogota, of course, you have to be in touch with the military and the police. You don’t need high-level officers, and low-level and middle-level officers are enough. You only need to give a signal when a big operation is launched.

No matter how secret it is, as long as you take action, don't you still need the people below?

Confidential?

hehe……

At this moment, anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns were pushed out.

But before the helicopter fired, of course they wouldn't attack directly, what if it wasn't aimed at them.

It is impossible for such a small stronghold of theirs to defeat the regular army. The deterrent effect of these weapons is far greater than the actual effect, and the defense against the peers is more than official.

Just in fear, the three finished glyph-shaped devil birds began to slow down, and after the speed dropped to about 200 kilometers, they began to dive towards the stronghold.

When the distance was 3-4 kilometers away, the rockets of "whoosh", "whoosh" and "whoosh" began to cover the ground.

There were three devil birds, and there were more than 100 rockets in one round. Suddenly, explosions and screams were everywhere in the entire stronghold.

After a round of cover attack, the devil bird pulled up slightly and then turned back. When it swooped over, more than a dozen bombs were dropped.

Amidst the sound of "boom" and "boom", flames shot up into the sky, and this time it was an incendiary bomb.

In other environments, rockets can still cause a big fire, but in this rainforest, the humidity is too high, and it is impossible to use special incendiary bombs.

Only this time, the drug dealers in the stronghold below have already reacted. As long as the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft guns are not damaged, they will be launched immediately, and they will start shooting at the planes in the sky.

"Boom boom boom..." The sound of machine guns can be heard several kilometers away.

"How about it, good people don't have such things as machine guns." Sean smiled and looked at Gustavo.

Gustavo's face was ugly, "Kill, kill them all, these damned drug dealers!"

"Let's watch their performance." Sean smiled and pointed.

In a word, everyone's attention shifted to the three Devil Birds again.

A round of rockets washing the ground didn't actually cause much damage, but more to clean up the environment. The dense explosions left the trees bare, leaking out the drug dealers in the stronghold below.

The incendiary bomb is to take advantage of the environment and force those drug dealers out of their stronghold.

Now is the time to reap human lives.

"Now there are two options. First, use cluster bombs. The advantage is that they are more lethal. Once they are fired, there will be no living people within a radius of 200 meters. The disadvantage is that they are expensive."

"The second option is to use machine guns. The advantage is that it is cheap, but the disadvantage is that the killing speed is slow." Sean looked at Gustavo.

Gustavo frowned, did not speak, but looked at the military.

"Machine guns." The air force boss said without hesitation, cluster bombs are too expensive to use!

After receiving the order, the three devil birds pulled up, hovered, adjusted the angle, and opened the cannon.

The same machine gun was completely operated manually during World War II, but it is different in modern times, it is assisted by fire control radar, and manual only needs to be fine-tuned.

The three devil birds crossed from three directions at different times and began to dive and straf. The "boom boom boom" of the cannon exploded, and a straight line of smoke rose from the ground.

The machine gun is still good, but the operator has become a pile of minced meat.

Dive, pull up, hover, continue to dive, pull up...

In fact, the drug dealers on the ground collapsed after two rounds.

If you can't hit, what else can you do if you don't run.

After seven or eight times, there was no living person in the entire drug trafficker camp, only the burning fire and the blood and pieces of flesh on the ground.

After everything was done, the helicopter and the devil bird returned together. As for the drug traffickers' camp, everyone didn't care about it anymore.

...

Yesterday I coded until 1:30 in the middle of the night, woke up at noon, ate, nucleic acid, continued to code, attended the wedding at 6 o’clock, the wedding was over, and continued to return to the hotel to code...

There were a lot of bigwigs at the wedding, from Qidian, Zhangyue, Feilu, and Fireworks was the oldest among them, and the one with the lowest income...

Was hit to the point of crying.

Across thousands of miles, just to hide in the hotel and code words, what kind of spirit is this!

Brother Gou doesn't even know, Pei Tugou is number one in the heavens!

At the end of today, the second update is still fighting, and the codeword guy has no rest!