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"Initiate the aircraft, destination Southwest Military Region," Dongfang Chen said.

"Aircraft initiated, verifying identity."

"Identity verification complete, planning route."

"Route planning complete, please confirm."

A map appeared on the electronic screen, with the flight route and destination marked in yellow.

"Confirm," Dongfang Chen said.

"Initiating engine, engine started. Main thruster normal, control program normal, energy reserves sufficient."

"Aircraft is about to take off, please all personnel be in position, please fasten your seat belts."

"Main thruster activated, landing gear successfully retracted."

As a series of electronic sounds from the instrument panel finished, Dongfang Chen already felt the upward acceleration of the aircraft.

Because the aircraft was very bulky, the acceleration was not very large, it felt like taking an elevator upstairs.

After receiving the take-off command, the skylight on the top of the underground parking lot of the base slowly opened to both sides, and the aircraft successfully flew out of the base.

Eight anti-gravity engines were installed at the bottom of the transport aircraft, and the flight was effortless when the aircraft was empty. Coupled with the side thrusters, it was still possible to achieve good acceleration.

On the way, Dongfang Chen contacted Yan Zhengping in advance.

If he didn't notify in advance, he might be intercepted in advance when entering the military region's airspace.

After receiving the news, Yan Zhengping quickly rushed to the airport.

He couldn't wait to learn about the feed.

An hour later, the plane came into his view.

"What is this thing?" Yan Zhengping observed with binoculars.

This was not the plane Dongfang Chen had taken before.

Dongfang Chen didn't tell him that this aircraft was used to produce feed.

The plane was getting closer and closer.

The soldiers waiting at the airport could clearly see the appearance of the aircraft.

This is a standard cuboid.

There are no wings, not even a streamlined design.

"This thing can also fly into the sky?" Everyone had such doubts.

The planes in their minds were full of streamlined beauty and fully conformed to aerodynamics.

But what the hell is this thing in front of them? It's like a very large container flying directly in the sky, which looks a bit comical.

When the aircraft was about to arrive at the airport, the thrusters in front began to provide reverse thrust to decelerate. Finally, the aircraft hovered steadily in the sky above the airport.

There was no noise, no huge airflow, just like floating there.

Then the plane slowly landed, the landing gear opened, and it firmly stuck to the ground.

There are hydraulic devices inside the landing gear, which can provide cushioning, so the landing is also exceptionally smooth.

After the aircraft stopped, the gangway lowered, and Dongfang Chen slowly walked out of it.

"Xiao Chen, why is your plane made like this?" Yan Zhengping greeted him and asked.

"Commander Yan, is this plane not good?" Dongfang Chen asked with a smile.

"It looks quite strong, but this thing is not practical," Yan Zhengping commented.

"Oh? Commander Yan also understands planes? Then tell me, why is it not practical?" Dongfang Chen asked.

"First of all, the plane should be streamlined, so that it can reduce resistance, increase speed and stability, and save fuel," Yan Zhengping said.

"Commander Yan, my plane is not a fighter plane, it doesn't need to fly so fast, the most important thing is to be stable, to be steady," Dongfang Chen said.

"Steady? Then you might as well take a sedan chair," Yan Zhengping said disdainfully.

"Hey! Commander Yan is right, it really looks like a sedan chair," Dongfang Chen said with a smile.

"Alright, alright, alright, whatever makes you happy!" Yan Zhengping was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"You said on the phone that the feed production line has been built?" Yan Zhengping asked the question he was concerned about.

"Yes, it has been built," Dongfang Chen said.

"Tell me quickly, what is the price of this feed? Did you bring any samples?" Yan Zhengping asked.

"I don't sell feed!" Dongfang Chen deliberately kept him in suspense.

Who told him to say that his plane was not good?

"What? Not selling? What are you doing here if you are not selling?" Yan Zhengping was anxious.

"I'm just here to show you my newly developed plane," Dongfang Chen said with a smile.

"Okay, I've seen the plane, you can go back!" Yan Zhengping was no longer interested, turned his head and prepared to leave, not wanting to stay here any longer, wasting time.

"Commander Yan, you turn your face faster than flipping a book!" Dongfang Chen was not in a hurry.

"I am only concerned about the feed now, don't mention anything else to me," Yan Zhengping said unhappily.

"I don't sell feed, but I sell the production line," Dongfang Chen said unhurriedly.

"You don't sell but... what? What did you say? You sell the production line?" Yan Zhengping was just about to retort him, but his eyes widened when he heard that he was going to sell the production line.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Dongfang Chen asked, pretending not to know.

"It's not like it! It's not like it at all!" Yan Zhengping shook his head.

"What's not like it? Not like what?" Dongfang Chen asked.

"This is not like your way of doing things," Yan Zhengping said.

"Not like my way of doing things? How do you say that?" Dongfang Chen asked with a smile.