Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Chapter 34 How do you know I picked up a plane?

Everyone thought, everyone thought, that the Undead Engineering Corpse, which had no high hopes at all, could not build a Gundam.

Gundam failed to put it together in the end.

Jiang Lu was actually mentally prepared. After all, this was a spiritual realm, and the undead probably didn't even know what a Gundam was.

But Jiang Lu still gave the order.

The bet is just one sentence: What if?
But today is not a coincidence, in case I don't go to work.

So Jiang Lu had no choice but to do the next best thing, pointing to the wreckage of the passenger plane that had sunk halfway into the ground and said: "Then change this to a stealth fifth-generation air control system with high stealth, high situational awareness, high maneuverability and other capabilities." For fighter jets, after the modification is completed, I will engrave HUAVEI on the outer shell, and I will cough if I drive anything else."

Although Gundam cannot be built, undead engineering corpses such as airplanes are very good at it.

Maybe they can't say they are good at it, but in comparison, at least they know what the structure of an airplane is.

"I'll take a nap. Call me when you're done."

After giving the instructions, Jiang Lu yawned and planned to rest for a while.

When the engineering corpses saw their emperor sleeping, they began to work aggressively.

If you look carefully at their forging process, you may be able to find that the world in this spiritual realm is similar to the scientific and technological direction before the supernatural recovery in the real world, but it is far beyond that level.

But Jiang Lu obviously didn't care about these trivial matters.

It doesn’t matter what your level is, I’m the manager anyway, no matter how bad the job is, you have to listen to me!

In the early morning, the chief engineer's corpse climbed up the mountain of corpses and poked the sleeping Jiang Lu.

The latter opened his eyes sleepily, yawned, and said drowsily: "It's dawn."

The chief engineer bent over in a very awkward manner and pointed at their achievements in the whole night in a flattering manner.

Jiang Lu looked in the direction it pointed and was surprised.

Relying on these scraps of scrap metal, in one night, with hundreds of undead souls communicating and synchronizing with almost no barriers, they actually worked together to build a brand new aircraft.

Although the plane looked rusty due to material limitations, its appearance was very striking to Jiang Lu.

"Let me test! Starscream!" Jiang Lu blurted out excitedly.

If it were a brand new Starscream, Jiang Lu could only rate it as a poor imitation at best.

But now it's the battle-damaged version, which makes him very excited.

Just like the same beautiful girl, wearing stockings and wearing torn stockings definitely give people different feelings.

Seeing that he was so satisfied, the chief engineer immediately felt relieved and gestured to Jiang Lu to explain that they had specially sent people to find fuel and the resources were sufficient, so he didn't have to worry.

"Awesome." Jiang Lu slid down the mountain of corpses and ran straight to the plane, eager to get on it right away.

Engineering corpses lined both sides of the road and warmly welcomed Jiang Lu for his test flight.

But then Jiang Lu suddenly realized a problem and frowned.

The chief engineer corpse who was following behind thought Jiang Lu was dissatisfied, so he suddenly bent down tremblingly.

"Wait a minute. I can't fly a plane."

The clapping movements of the engineering corpses were frozen instantly.

But as I said before, Jiang Lu is a very flexible person.

He is also a person who is very good at being a leader.

If you can't do something yourself, then there's no need to do it yourself. Just hire someone who can.

So he pointed to the corpse of the chief engineer: "You, break away from this body, and then attach yourself to the control system of the aircraft. From now on, you will be called Jarvis."

The chief engineer was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and then transformed into an undead form and entered the cockpit.

The other engineering corpses looked at it with envy, wishing to replace it.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu, based on the principle of a bowl of water, comforted: "Oh, I also know that brothers have worked hard, but there is no way, one is enough, he is a representative elected by you, so This choice was of course a natural choice.

However, don't be discouraged, I still have tasks to give you. "

Hearing this, the engineering corpses and the tens of thousands of undead that formed the corpse mountain all looked over.

"There are still a lot of materials here." Jiang Lu said seriously: "Isn't it too much to build a military base for me?"

Exile camp.After a long period of upheaval, the people who were originally exiled from Paradise City also established a camp that was relatively capable of protecting themselves.

Due to their technical limitations, the exiles are destined to be unable to build high-rise buildings.

Therefore, inside the electric gate, there are almost all arched board houses with long-span steel structures.

After a long period of development, the size of the camp is not small and can accommodate thousands of people.

However, due to the infestation of infected people and undead in the desert night, and the eager gaze of Paradise City, the camp is too large, which actually means that if any crisis occurs, the exiles and their descendants can easily be destroyed.

It is for this consideration that the current big leader, a direct descendant of the first generation of exiles, and the son of the first ruthless man who integrated the power of all the exiles in the desert, set up several such camps in Jiaotusancao to prevent accidents. occur.

At this time, he was listening to the military advisor's report with a sad expression.

"Big Chief, the people sent out at dawn have just returned and found nothing."

The big leader asked with a hint of luck: "Where is the cemetery? Have you gone to see it?"

The military advisor shook his head: "The terrain has been completely destroyed. The infected should be out in force. If you approach at this time, you will definitely be torn apart. As for the informant, there should be no way to survive."

Although he had been mentally prepared for it, he was still a little angry when he confirmed the news.

"It took three days from the time the candidate was determined to the time he was sent over. If we let them prepare again, we don't know how long it will take. The next attack will be tomorrow. In order to prevent those bastards from suspecting, we must follow the original plan. Plan goes on!”

"But in this case" the military advisor's eyes were a little gloomy: "An aircraft and a pilot will be lost pointlessly again. These resources will be lost every time they are used."

The Exiles lack ground-to-air weapons and have no countermeasures against aircraft, so there is a saying in the desert that whoever controls the sky is the king.

Therefore, if the aircraft is lost for no reason, it will not only weaken the strength of the big leader, but also weaken the prestige.

"Then what can I do?"

The big leader pouted and waved his hands helplessly: "We have invested so much. We can't look back before we capture Paradise City."

"I'm afraid of those people now," the military advisor hesitated.

"No." The big leader was very confident about this: "We need their support, and if they want to get out of the desert, they must have our information and intelligence. They will not fall out before a win-win situation."

"No, I'm afraid they won't just contact us."

The military advisor solemnly said: "After your father passed away, you asked your uncles to disperse with part of their strength for insurance purposes, but they would not understand your painstaking efforts and would only see this as an opportunity."

"Hmph." The big leader sneered: "They have been watching with eager eyes for a long time, and they even joined forces to secretly control several mineral veins and garbage dumps. But it doesn't matter. My good uncles are short-sighted, but they are not fools. They know who to cooperate with." Smart move.”

"Besides, our goal is not just the desert." The big leader's eyes showed a ruthless look: "I want to get back everything my fathers have lost. This may be the only chance in my life."

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became a bit chilly, the military advisor calmed down the atmosphere with a faint smile and joked: "Oh, if only a plane could fall from the sky, I wouldn't feel bad."

"Haha." The big leader laughed: "How can this be?"

But before he finished speaking, a whistling sound suddenly came from the distance of the camp.

Then, the two of them heard the shouts of the crowd outside the residence.

"Enemy attack!" "Enemy attack!"

The two looked at each other, and both stood up from their chairs and came to the window sill as if they were facing an enemy.

Then, they saw a real plane gliding from the east and landing steadily on the runway not far from their residence.

Compared with the few crude planes alone on the runway, this plane was rusty, but it was very complete. The appearance of the fighter jet made it instantly kill those planes pretending to be planes.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is like an eagle falling into a flock of pheasants.

"This is..." the military advisor was dumbfounded.

The big leader stared at the plane, frowning and saying nothing.

Armed troops from the exiles soon surrounded the plane.

As the cabin slowly opened, Jiang Lu got out.

When he saw dozens of guns pointing at him outside, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he was moved and cried before anyone else: "I've finally found a hot organization!"

The armed leader refused to accept this trick and shouted sternly: "Who are you?!"

"Ah? What?" Jiang Lu pretended not to hear clearly and pretended to be surprised: "How did you know that I picked up a plane while walking on the road?"

(End of this chapter)