The gap in technology was almost a dimensional strike.
Huang Tagu and the others listened to the battle reports coming through the radio, showing little excitement. After all, those selected to be brought here were elites from every military region.
Fang Er quietly slipped out of the bridge and flew eastward in his gold-mining ship. The White Eagle's fleet was docked over there. Passive defense was not his style. Since he was going to play, he might as well go big.
Flying through the aerial battlefield, he saw various warships docked on the sea from a distance. Fang Er's lips curved into a smile. Ignoring the various defensive cannons on the warships, he directly flew above the Enterprise.
He waved his hand in the air, and a Xiaoniao-class vessel appeared out of nowhere beside him. Then, this behemoth let out a huge roar and plunged towards the Enterprise below.
B-2s and such were no longer qualified to be used as bricks in front of this thing. Oh no, not even as bricks. At least, Fang Er had to steal that thing himself.
The soldiers on the Enterprise were still in the midst of a continuous stream of— But this mysterious boss Fang actually came so close? Damn it! Was Newton's coffin lid still secured?
With no other choice, he opened the cockpit canopy. The massive airflow blew his cheeks back and forth like a shar-pei dog.
"…What…are…you…doing??" he asked Fang Er, word by word.
Fang Er lit another cigar, took two puffs, and then roughly stuffed it into Li Jiuye's mouth.
"Brother, no need for further explanation. Tell your men that they saw nothing today. I'll privately gift you two aircraft carriers later. Be good, okay…"
With that, he patted him lightly on the shoulder and then flew away in his gold-mining ship. Only Li Jiuye was left sitting in the F-18's cockpit, disheveled by the strong wind. The burning end of the cigar moved rapidly towards his mouth, blown by the wind. It wasn't until it burned his lip that Li Jiuye snapped back to reality.
What did he just say? He's going to gift me two aircraft carriers? And private ones at that?
However, he quickly came to his senses. Whether to report this to the commander was not important. What was important was that even if the commander knew, he would have to pretend he didn't. Two aircraft carriers. Heh heh, it wasn't impossible to play dumb for that…
The night on Mount Fuji was very lively. Not only was the White Eagle courting death, but the little calf (Britain) was also challenging the bottom lines of Huang Tagu and Li Chengzong.
By the time the east showed the belly of a fish, the battle had long ended. Fighter wreckage was scattered over hundreds of kilometers. As for the pilots… under the intensity of the aerial combat, not even a speck of them remained.
Li Jiuye had already returned to the aircraft carrier and, while Fang Er wasn't paying attention, reported what he had witnessed to Huang Tagu. Old Huang's complexion after hearing it was indescribably beautiful! Pale with a hint of red, red with a hint of black, and black with a trace of green…
After a long while, he stared at Li Jiuye and asked, "That's what he said? He's going to gift you two aircraft carriers?"
"That's right. I just don't know if the two aircraft carriers he mentioned are made of Lego bricks," Li Jiuye said, scratching his head uncertainly.
Hearing this, Huang Tagu's lips revealed a playful smile.
"Lego??"
"If you have the nerve to ask, he has the ability to give them! When we get back, you'll be the commander of the new carrier group! Damn it, what a loss! I should have gone to take a look myself last night…"