Sky-cracking Rider

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"The Hanuman Airborne Group wants a real combat duel?"

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Chekhov Big Bear finally remembered that he had received a challenge letter; upon opening it, he squinted his eyes twice and discovered that the other party was serious about wanting a real fight.

The "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron collectively looked dumbfounded.

They originally thought that this challenge would take place on a high-freedom flight simulator, at most lifting safety restrictions, not necessarily resulting in fatalities, but definitely expecting some tough times ahead.

"Why the suicidal impulse!"

"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios scratched her chin. The other side had written in black and white in the main body of the challenge letter, obviously, they were serious.

Rookie "Sauerkraut" Tempun Schneider wondered, "How many people are they fielding?"

He did not have the discerning eye of the veteran pilots like Chekhov to see how many true pilots the Hanuman Airborne Group actually had.

Apart from the girl from the Armed Helicopter Squadron, "Zisu" Takada Fuziko, and the later pilot "Angelica" Wadiye who had seen blood while mixing with other military contractors, until his military contractor was directly swallowed up by Jiu Defense Company, he was discovered for his talents, transferred to 911 Aircrew Base, and added to the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron which was short on hands.

"Maybe four, at most six. The leader of Hanuman is also a pilot, a very seasoned one at that."

"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios finished and exchanged glances with Chekhov, finding common ground as seasoned warriors.

Only kindred can sense the temperament of a pilot.

"If the leader dares to enter the fray, we’ll take him down first!"

Big Bear Squadron Leader was good at getting to the point, daring to provoke the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron— it was the Hanuman leader who was the most lively jumper.

Such ragtag air service groups are usually a disorganized crowd; once headless, Hanuman would probably disintegrate instantly, scattering like birds and beasts.

"The possibility of him joining is low, but here comes the problem, what about the combat aircraft? The other party explicitly mentioned they don’t want to use simulators."

Irinei Rusios spread her hands; she actually didn’t care whether the duel was a real one or on a simulator. The other side was bound to lose—it was just a matter of how embarrassingly they would lose, all depending on the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron’s mood or whether they would show mercy.

"Hmm, let me ask around! There are a few acquaintances participating in the flight performance and real combat this time; afraid it will have to be Boss Hana footing the bill."

Chekhov scratched his head, those in the same line of work weren’t necessarily all enemies; there were always some with relatively good relations.

For instance, flying the most advanced combat aircraft, drinking the highest-proof liquor, fighting the fiercest battles, bedding the hottest dames... The Buddha says it’s indescribable, indescribable, otherwise I’ll get beaten up again in a minute.

"About Boss Hana..."

"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios was about to say she would talk to her when she suddenly turned to look at Chen Fei, pointed at him, and said, "Rookie, you go talk to Boss Hana about footing the bill."

Whether borrowing or renting someone else’s combat aircraft and ammunition, it all costs money.

Connections alone can’t cover such substantial expenses.

If the Hanuman Airborne Group dares to issue such a challenge, they surely are prepared in advance, while the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron is caught somewhat off guard.

"Ah? Me?"

Chen Fei, who always followed the principle of staying inconspicuous, pointed to himself. Such a big issue, he was just a small pilot, was he qualified?

Buddies are buddies, but they only talk about personal matters, not public affairs!

Once it becomes official business, what does a little employee like him count for?

"Yes, you. You’re better at talking to Boss Hana, and it’s okay if you say something wrong. Since we’re facing a battle, we definitely need funding; this is official business. ’Peanut Butter’ and I will take care of the rest. You just need to deliver the message."

"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios didn’t think this small matter would trouble Chen Fei.

For others, it might be difficult to broach this subject, but not necessarily for Chen Fei. With a whiff of the liquor bottle, the funds would come naturally. For Boss Hana, it’s just a little spending money.

"Alright!"

Chen Fei nodded.

If it’s official business, surely Boss Hana wouldn’t refuse, otherwise how would the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron face the challenge?

Stand on the ground, to be strafed and bombed by Hanuman’s combat aircraft?

Getting back to the matter at hand, Chekhov Big Bear, holding the challenge letter, said, "For this battle, it’ll be me, ’Rookie’, ’Devil Pepper’, and ’Fragrant Orchid’ entering the fray. Whether it’s a single-seater or a two-seater, we’ll match the type of aircraft the opponent is using. If their leader also joins in, then we’ll add ’Dragon Artemisia’ and ’Salad’ to our team. We’ve got more people, so we can handle whatever comes our way. Be careful with eating and drinking these next few days, and don’t go out alone, watch out for dirty tricks."

As an old hand in Jianghu, Chekhov was well aware of such sneaky tactics and warned everyone.

"If there’s nothing necessary, don’t go out!"

"Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios added seriously.

"I’ll be moving with Teacher Shen."

Chen Fei wasn’t going to stay in the dormitory area all the time, but he had a shield.

No one who wanted to live would dare touch the deputy secretary of the sponsor’s big daddy.

"Hmm! Don’t stir up trouble!"

Irinei Rusios really understood this rookie.

If someone else is easy to bully, this guy would definitely not hold back.

"I’ll go find Boss Hana."

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Chen Fei immediately stood up.

He didn’t know what kind of combat aircraft the Hanuman Air Service Group had prepared as opponents, but the Genuine Fragrance squadron still needed to quickly make countermeasures to avoid the embarrassing situation of ground-to-air confrontations. Experience more tales on freewebnovel

Don’t expect the opponent to show mercy, because the Genuine Fragrance squadron wouldn’t either.

Although Boss Hana wasn’t in the dormitory area, she was easy to find.

She had effectively turned Chen Fei’s mobile base vehicle into her own administrative office, and with the assistance of Assistant Lahar, was concurrently handling the daily affairs of the 911 Aircrew Base and the comprehensive headquarters in Chapala City.

The space inside the carriage was both large and spacious, as well as quiet.

Xiao Ming, the mechanic, was quite skilled in carpentry; the desks, chairs, benches, and bookshelves were well-made and sturdy, no wonder they were coveted. If they were the kind that would fall apart upon use, probably nobody would have given them a second thought.

The air conditioning in the mobile base vehicle was strong, and the electricity came from crystalline blocks. If not used for driving, the energy storage was sufficient to last a long time with just daily usage.

"Is there something you need?"

Hearing the door open and footsteps entering the carriage, Hanna Gagar didn’t lift her head, still busy with her paperwork.

As a wind-type supernatural power user, she was also very sensitive to sounds, especially since each person has unique footsteps that can often be identified by listening. This was not a skill of special ability, but rather the experience of being accustomed to it.

"The Hanuman Airborne Group wants a real battle; the squadron leader and the others are trying to get a fighter jet," Chen Fei said.

Hanna Boss, having had extensive work experience in the Ministry of Internal Affairs with the Apocalypse Defense Group, knew it was pointless to try and play cunning games with her. It would be like showing Guangong how to wield a broadsword in front of a master; Chen Fei didn’t bother with such roundabout tactics and chose instead to be straightforward about the matter making it easier for everyone.

"I knew it would be something like this. Do you need some money?" Hanna Gagar multitasked proficiently, her hands still busy while effortlessly communicating with Chen Fei, and she guessed his intent right away.

"Hmm, it seems the goodwill isn’t enough," Chen Fei replied, guessing the purpose behind the request for funds from Chekhov and the others.

As strong as relationships might be, they were not as solid as silver. Money had the power to push forward many things, and surely it would make discussions easier.

"They are likely to be disappointed," Boss Hana said, setting her electronic pen down, finally looking up.

"Eh? What’s the situation?" Chen Fei noticed something unusual in the boss’s tone. Could it be there was some unforeseen problem?

"I already knew in advance that the Hanuman Air Service Group wanted a real duel. They submitted a notice to the Abyss Coliseum. It was not difficult to find out, and besides, the organizers have consulted me about it, and I’ve agreed," she revealed.

As the boss, Hanna Gagar not only had a higher vantage point, allowing her to see more, but she also had her own channels.

Any problem that the Genuine Fragrance squadron encountered would have been known to her even without Chen Fei reporting it.

It seemed the issue was not as simple as it looked. Chen Fei was no fool; through the boss’s words, he inferred a possibility.

"So money is no use here?"

"It’s not the fault of Chekhov and the others. Someone wants to see Jiu Defense Company become the butt of the joke," Hanna Gagar said bluntly, revealing the truth.

Borrowing money to obtain a fighter jet to meet the challenge from the Hanuman Airborne Group was the ideal scenario the Genuine Fragrance squadron had hoped for. Under normal circumstances, things would indeed have gone smoothly without any foul play.

However, Jiu Defense had risen too quickly. Since its establishment, it rapidly emerged among the small military contractors, inevitably snatching business from others, both directly and indirectly, offending many in the industry.

Especially since this time, they also received an invitation from the Abyss Coliseum, further provoking both overt and covert jealousy.

"On what grounds?"

This was the original sin!

On the surface, Hanuman Air Service Group was the one overtly opposing Jiu Defense. Suppose there weren’t any shadows of other competitors behind them. In that case, Hanna Gagar, accustomed to conspiracy and intrigue, would be the least surprised.

The treacherous trump card had come as expected by the two team leaders of the Genuine Fragrance squadron.

"So, we can’t borrow one?"

Chen Fei shuddered, instantly realizing the implications.

This was someone wanting to make Jiu Defense Company the laughingstock of the industry.

Challenged by others, yet unable to find a fighter jet to respond to the challenge—talk about a real embarrassment. How poor must their connections and reputation be in the industry?

And it wasn’t just embarrassing in that regard. Jiu Defense would also be looked down upon for their capacity to respond to challenges and obstacles.

Once they took this great fall, everything that followed would be aggravating, as anyone and everyone might attempt to step on them.

A palanquin is lifted by multiple people, and when a wall collapses, it’s often because everyone pushed it over.

"I’ve already asked several other companies..."

Hanna Gagar didn’t finish her sentence, but the answer was clear.

The reasons might be easy to find, but the attitudes of those companies were strikingly united—they all refused to assist the Genuine Fragrance Combat Squadron of Jiu Defense Company.

Although Jiu Defense hadn’t fallen behind in the Abyss Coliseum, they had already found themselves surrounded by universal contempt.