Chapter 154 - You Take the Blame and I Get Paid

Although the golden dragon can help Lin Mo completely restore the complete f119-pw-100 vector propulsion engine, he can have as many units as he wants, but it cannot explain the source. This world requires too much understanding to explain, Lin Mo Don't want to cause trouble for yourself.

Lin Mo's request was difficult for people to understand, but the intelligence attaché faithfully recorded Lin Mo's words. After all, every word Lin Mo said at this time was an extremely precious military secret. Even a comma must be treated as the top secret of the country. treat.

As for the secret base, the intelligence attaché carefully noted the location. There is a tacit understanding between countries. It is reasonable for the United States, which is keen on being an international policeman, to set up a secret military base in Africa. If not, then it would It is doubtful, but it is very rare to have such a high level specification.

There are still such huge secrets hidden in the Mibaton Mountains in Congo.

China's intelligence lines in Africa were quickly and carefully operated. A batch of extremely precious trophies were quietly transported back to the country through a route unknown to Lin Mo. I am afraid no one will know the hardships and dangers involved, but this has nothing to do with Lin Mo. Naturally Have professionals handle it.

Although I was caught off guard by this large number of hot potatoes, I had no choice but to fight my way through it.

Once these things are shipped back to China, the huge benefits will be almost as much as getting a complete F-22.

This will be another technological leap, and almost everyone who knows the inside story knows it.

Lin Mo saw Major Kaura, the son of the commander of the Zambian Air Force, on the TV in the canteen of the Lusaka Air Force Base again. This guy escaped the tornado by ejecting early. At the moment, he was being interviewed by the TV station, boasting that he had shot down two Congolese aircraft. Su-30 fighter jets crossing the border.

Lin Mo's nose almost became crooked because of his anger. This guy actually made it up in a very precise manner and blamed all Lin Mo's military exploits on himself. As for who the other MiG-21 pilot was, he didn't mention it at all.

The local TV station in Lusaka compiled Major Kaura's glorious record and identity into a special feature, which was broadcast repeatedly on TV with added details.

It can be seen that the people of Zambia were rejoicing, singing and dancing, shouting Kaula's name loudly, holding banners on the streets, and raising Kaula's image everywhere, completely treating the son of the Air Force Commander as a people's hero.

Not to mention all kinds of momentum building activities, including TV stations, newspapers, radio stations, text messages, and the Internet, none of them are missing. Africa's elite air combat ace is rising.

Well, Lin Mo has become the hero behind the scenes, which makes him a little bit dumbfounded. Are these people trying to grab credit like this? Not only did he record two crashes, he almost became a superhero who saved mankind, and he was almost deified.

This is where the vigorous god-making movement began.

"Hahaha! Lieutenant Lin, you also saw the news! That's it. Major Kaura and his father's faction just need some gold-plated deeds to gain popularity in the future elections."

"That's right, just treat it like watching a TV series! You'll get used to it if you watch this kind of thing too much."

"It's so funny. These gangsters are really good at making up stories. Hahaha, it's so funny."

Major Huang De and other Chinese air force instructors who came to Lin Mo with their dinner plates didn't pay any attention to the nonsense interview films shown on the TV in the restaurant.

"That's right! Let's not get involved. Isn't it just right for someone to take the blame? You won't be spared. You can make a fortune in silence. By the way, when it comes to making a fortune, I really want to congratulate you." Major Huang De said from He took out a delicate black velvet bag from his pocket, squeezed it, and handed it to Lin Mo with a reluctant expression on his face, "Take it, you are so jealous! Brother, I admire you!"

"What's inside?!" Lin Mo was puzzled by some of the two-foot-long monks. These people had hidden things in their words, making it difficult to figure out.

Lin Mo took the palm-sized delicate bag and pinched it. It looked like irregularly shaped small stones. He opened the bag and poured it on the dining table. He heard a continuous clanking sound, and a pile of small and large stones. Different crystals rolled out, and a pile of dazzling transparent crystals rolled out on the rough wooden table.

"Diamond?!" Lin Mo stretched out his fingers and picked up one. It looked familiar. This was the diamond that Kaura originally challenged.

Looking at the other items on the table, it seems that Major Kaura's gemstone bag and its contents are all here. Many of them are crystal clear, extremely high-quality rough diamonds. Although they are not polished, such large particles are focused together, and it is also Very eye-catching.

"This is what Lieutenant General Mora asked us to hand over to you. You have made a fortune. In exchange for your military achievements, Kaura, of course, those military achievements have no meaning to you, and it is impossible to issue you a military medal." , and it also means trouble. Let Kaura help you carry it. He takes the blame and you take the money. Isn't this good?" Major Huang De winked at Lin Mo, and the others laughed tacitly. , go ahead, it’s none of the Chinese business anyway.

So that's it. Thinking about the big trouble he made in the Congo, Lin Mo glanced at Major Kaula who was talking and laughing on the TV. He was so high-spirited that he didn't know how much blame he had taken. Comrade Xiaohei, you asked for it. What a blessing.

Lin Mo neatly picked up a pile of rough diamonds and stuffed them back into his pocket. After they were polished and brought back home, these items could be exchanged for at least tens of millions of yuan, and they were on military transportation routes, so there was no customs at all.

"I'll treat you tonight! You can choose any restaurant!" Lin Mo also became more generous, which caused everyone to cheer. This little blood had to be spared.

The pocket that was about to bottom out, but after so much trouble, Lin Mo's wallet quickly bulged up like a balloon. This trip was not in vain.

Lin Mo wished he could make more trips to collect tens of millions of yuan. He estimated that the fighter jet he designed would be almost ready. He estimated that the cost of materials and materials would be around four to five billion yuan. He still had the help of gold coins. , which can save a lot of processing difficulty.

Lin Mo obviously knows how to DIY fighter jets, but he has no idea that in the eyes of humans in this world, for ordinary people, saving four to five billion is an impossible task, and many even end up earning only a few million in their lifetime. .

Sure enough, I have a dragon in hand, and I have all the opportunities.

Lin Mo couldn't help but feel secretly happy while watching TV.

Seeing Kaura's arrogant and domineering face again, Lin Mo also rarely saw a bit of cuteness. It was really not easy.

For the sake of RMB!

Routine flight training was carried out as usual. It seemed that all the pilots in the entire base had special respect for Lin Mo, and others were inexplicably infected with this habit of respect. Although everyone was ordered to keep silent, the truth of that day was limited to A few people know it, but everyone understands that China has sent out real elites this time. If they don't study hard, they are simply sorry for the people and the party, and they wear the Air Force uniform in vain.

Originally, only those designated seed pilots studied with Lin Mo and four other Air Force instructors. However, since Lin Mo came back, almost all the Zambian pilots in the base took the initiative to follow the four Chinese instructors. As soon as the lecture started, the flight mission was immediately cancelled. , gathered in a circle, took their notebooks, and started studying very seriously.

Only real strength can convince others. Lin Mo's excellent air combat skills conquered all Zambian Air Force pilots. No matter how picky or dismissive they are, they cannot continue to shoot down missiles without ammunition. The enemy planes were indifferent to this miraculous air battle.

And Major Kaura got what he wanted, and he was in the limelight for a while. He appeared in public for interviews many times, and he was in high spirits. It was the spring breeze that made him proud, and he without any blush regarded Lin Mo's achievements as his own great achievements. He talks endlessly, and he seems to have become the next generation heir to the Zambian Air Force, a leader of the world's elite air force aces.

As for the Zambian side's boastful campaign to build heroism, Congo argued that the other side also crashed two MiG-21s, and no one could fake it. They were so overwhelmed that they could only admit it and secretly grind their teeth to look for opportunities. Where to find the place.

Newspapers in African countries and other countries around the world read, "Russian fighter jet derby: MiG-21 beats Su-30", "Zanghan-Cangzhou exchange of fire, old aircraft outperforms new ones", "Questioning the actual combat performance of Su-30" Is it really as good as it says?" Titles like this are definitely not uncommon.

Those who are more thoughtful or have special information can smell something unusual in the hot topics among African countries. Although it is an unexpected friction between two small African countries, behind it are the shadows of the three international powers China, the United States and Russia. No one is missing -

"Lin, it seemed like there was a flash on the radar just now!" Grafido glanced at the radar screen suspiciously from the front seat. Just now, it seemed that a strange signal appeared on the radar screen for a moment, then disappeared again, as if it was radar noise.

However, neither the naked eye nor the ground radar station found any abnormalities.

The single-seater FC-20 controlled by Grafido was 500 meters away from the four o'clock direction. In the K-8 flying as a wingman, Lin Mo just said "Huh!" without comment, but his face became solemn and he quietly started it. Light microscopy, scanning the surrounding sky. ! .