Split Sky Rider

"Hey, little 'rookie' brother, come on, come on, come with me, sit down first and then talk."

The big bear couldn't help but pull Chen Fei to the arm-wrestling table, pinned him on the seat opposite, pushed the miserable-looking AK-47 across the table, and said: "We are familiar with each other, but today you have to give me An explanation!”

It would be fine if this was an ordinary modern firearm. Unfortunately, there are not many original AKs left in the world, and those that are almost new are even rarer. If one is broken, there will be one missing. If you don’t shoot the opposite one on the spot, Uncle Chekov is now in a good temper after giving the kid a beating.

"I, I, I don't know!"

Chen Fei trembled.

The gun has become like this, what else can I do?

He had no idea where to get such an antique gun, and he would probably have to lose a lot of money.

"Listen, this AK-47 is an original product from the Irefusco Arsenal a hundred years ago. The market price is 2.8 million, but I only paid 2.3 million to get it. I'll give you a 20% discount and remove the fraction. Just pay me 1.8 million."

Chekov clasped his fingers and reported an innocent number very seriously.

Antique guns are non-renewable and popular collectibles, and their prices will only rise. It is estimated that in a few years, it is not impossible to exceed 3 million.

Just now, the acquaintance price of 2.3 million star yuan is no longer easy to get.

"But I have no money!"

Chen Fei's face turned pale and he shook his head like a rattle. He was even more panicked when he said this.

He is now in an advanced stage of poverty and illness. As a millionaire, he has no money to compensate the other party, let alone a huge sum of 1.8 million star yuan. He cannot afford to lose money if he sells him.

"You have no money?"

Chekov looked dubious. In his own opinion, 1.8 million star dollars was not a big sum of money.

The others were silent. They looked at Chen Fei with some sympathy. They were afraid that this boy would be beaten soon.

It would definitely be a big mistake for anyone to think of the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron as some kind-hearted man who is easy to talk to.

The big bear's fists hit people, and even if they lay there for half a month, it would be light.

Chen Fei said in a bitter tone: "Captain Chekov, it's not that I don't want to pay compensation, but I still owe a debt of 7 million star yuan, not to mention 1.8 million star yuan, not even 10,000 star yuan, and I still get my salary. How can I still have money when I have come to pay my debts?”

I encountered such an unlucky thing out of nowhere. The house leaked and it rained all night. Even a fart could damage my heel.

What's more, the debt of 7 million stars has to accrue interest. Even if it doesn't count loan sharking, it will always cost eight points. His current salary is not even enough to repay the interest, but the credit company is interested in Chen Fei's future. After all, they are undergraduates from prestigious universities preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and today's college students are quite valuable.

If it were a Pheasant college student, the credit company wouldn't even pay attention to him.

"No money..."

Chekov frowned and tapped his fingers on the arm wrestling table again and again.

I kindly lent the gun to the other party for self-defense on the way back and forth, but I never expected that a perfectly good AK-47 automatic rifle would turn into such a miserable state when it came back. Naturally, I felt very depressed.

Who knows what happened to this antique gun when it was in the hands of this rookie.

Others noticed that something was not right in the atmosphere. They were afraid that this big bear-like bear would lose control of his emotions and cause death on the spot, so they tried to persuade him, including several pilots from the "Zhenxiang" squadron.

"Chekhov, please don't act recklessly. I'm still a newcomer. You should calm down. If Manager Morris finds out, we won't get any good results from you."

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Rookie is still young and will always come back. Hey, rookie, call your family quickly and find a way to raise money! You are really too careless."

"There will always be a way, don't let it get to you two!"

"Let's all think of a way to help the rookie."

"Yes, the cafeteria is short of manpower recently. The rookie has racial talents. You can give it a try."

"Manager Morris has always said that he would arrange an apprenticeship for the old Neanderthal man. He can also look after the energy tower at night. After all, he is a skilled worker. If he works part-time, he will definitely be able to get an extra salary."

…

Some were pulling Chekov to do the work, some were persuading Chen Fei, and some were making blind ideas. They were all talking nonsense and making a mess.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise."

Chekov waved his arms to silence everyone again. He glared at Chen Fei and said, "Rookie, don't your family have any money?"

"My eldest brother just bought a house for his wedding. After paying the down payment and paying for the wine, everyone's salary has to be paid back to the monthly payment. There is not much left over."

Chen Fei helplessly spread his hands.

He shouldered the credit company's debt by himself, so he no longer had to share the monthly loan payment for his elder brother's wedding house. However, after the debt was automatically deducted from his salary, what little was left was barely enough for daily living expenses.

At this time, although the woman was very angry about what happened to the Chen family, especially the disaster caused by her stupid sister-in-law Chen Meng, she finally married her daughter and helped pay off the mortgage together. It has to be said that the eldest brother Chen is very discerning. He found a girlfriend from a good family and did not "stop losses" in time as a matter of course. Even if the woman regrets the marriage, the Chen family can't say anything, let alone others.

"Rookie, there's only one way you can go now."

The big bear stared at Chen Fei across from the arm-wrestling stage.

"You, you say!"

Chen Fei panicked a lot, he was a 24K pure straight man who would rather take the straight path than seek the hard way, and would rather break than bend.

"Join the 'Zhenxiang' flying squadron and follow me. All your flight allowance will be used to pay back the money."

Chekov pointed at himself with his thumb, arrogant and domineering.

This is probably not a solution at the moment.

However, the combat squadron's salary has always been generous, and the salary level can definitely be ranked at the forefront of the air service base. As long as they can fly for ten or eight years, they can definitely pay back the AK-47 debt.

"This won't work, it won't work, I can't fly a plane."

Chen Fei shook his head hastily. Big Bear's suggestion was completely to force someone to lock the man down.

Even though Chekov had mentioned joining the combat squadron before, he had no intention of agreeing.

Chen Fei didn't even manage to make up a full month when he joined the maintenance team. Now he couldn't even fully understand the structure of the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft, let alone fly it. For this The understanding of this aspect is almost a blank slate.

What's more, the last time Chekov kidnapped Chen Fei into the cockpit, he went straight to fight with the gold-type dragon without saying a word. It was no different from fighting the ultimate BOSS when he first arrived in the novice village. Now he has a psychological shadow. I almost lost my life the first time I went to heaven, and I also incurred a new debt of 2 million stars. If I go to heaven for a second time, or a third time... I won't be able to survive, it's not such a scam.

It is impossible to fly. It is impossible to fly in this life. At most, I can only sit on a commercial airliner.

The big bear slapped the table between the two of them hard, and threatened with a ferocious expression: "No? Then you have to pay, either a brand-new AK with the original factory, or 1.8 million star yuan, no less."

Labor and capital also want money, and no one can escape.

"Rookie, just obey!"

"Yes, yes, Major Chekov is doing it for your own good."

"Squadron Captain, please speak politely, you may scare the rookie."

The people around him persuaded Chen Fei to join Major Chekov's "True Fragrance" combat flying squadron.

"..."

Chen Fei entered a weak, helpless and pitiful mode.

Who made him poor? Being poor is unreasonable. The five elements are short of gold. It’s God’s fault!

"I'll say it again, after dinner tomorrow, come to the meeting room in the dormitory area of ​​the 'Zhenxiang' Squadron for an interview. If you don't come, hum!"

Chekov clenched his fists and made a crackling sound, looking like a big brother in society.

Most of the employees in the entire 911th Air Service Base are tool people, even executive manager Maurice Morgan, but these people in the combat squadron are not.

As a high-tech job with qualifications measured by hours, you can make a living no matter where you go, the pay is not bad, and the work is easy. Even if you reach the age limit, you can still work as a flight instructor or something after retirement. If you are good at writing and participate in writing a few flight lesson plans to earn some manuscript fees, you can live a happy retirement life.

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