Sky-cracking Rider-Chapter 387: Section 383 - Hot Potato

"This is impossible!"

Big Bear Squadron Leader nearly smashed the bottle in his hand.

It was absolutely preposterous!

Even if he sold the entire Jiu Defense Company to some rich idiot willing to pay a sky-high price, he still wouldn’t be able to afford a Crystal Jet.

Even if he could afford it, the manufacturers that only take sovereign customization contracts may not be willing to accept this order. Crystal Jets are only made to order; there are no mass-produced models; and in the customization field, it is entirely a seller’s market with extremely high entry barriers.

And even if they did accept a customization, no one would be able to pilot it.

Not even Chekhov would be qualified; he just didn’t make the cut.

The Sky Knights capable of piloting Crystal Jets were, in a sense, no longer bound by the flesh of mortals; they were monsters.

If you were a bit smarter, you’d realize that National Treasure Artifacts weren’t something ordinary people could afford to toy with; forcibly piloting one would be no different from committing suicide.

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The crowd once again worked together, stripping off the moisture-proof tarp and air cushions, fully uncovering the aircraft suspected to be a Crystal Jet.

Gasps of shock resounded one after another.

The body was not intact; it was riddled with scars.

Some parts of the aerodynamic control surfaces were completely missing, and one of the main wings had lost a large chunk.

However, this wasn’t the worst of it.

The cockpit looked as if it had been violently torn apart, and the pilot’s seat had disappeared without a trace. At the site of the enormous, terrifying wound, vicious tooth marks were clearly visible.

But if there was no mistake, this aircraft was indeed a Crystal Jet.

"This... this..."

Chekhov Big Bear, who was usually forthright and carefree, was completely out of sorts.

Who knew what had happened to this Crystal Jet for it to end up in such a sorry state?

"It shouldn’t have been ’Rookie’s’ doing! It shouldn’t have been ’Rookie’s’ doing! It shouldn’t be..."

Boss Hana kept mumbling to herself, a scene flashing through her mind: Chen Fei brutally tearing apart a Crystal Jet and dragging out the Sky Knight from above to kill and dismember them, before sending this spoils of war back as a show of his triumphs.

Such an act was practically synonymous with making an enemy of a sovereign state.

Challenging a nation all by oneself, my God!

What gall!

But when ’Rookie’ went crazy, he couldn’t even spare himself, let alone care about this!

"It shouldn’t have been ’Rookie’s’ doing... right?"

Irinei Rusios, the vice squadron leader of the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron known as "Devil Pepper," was a complete mess.

It’s all over; everyone hurry up and pack your valuables, we can’t stay here anymore! Killing a sovereign state’s Sky Knight was not a joking matter; the entire staff of Jiu Defense couldn’t handle this huge grudge!

And the key issue was, Chen Fei was truly capable of doing it.

It wasn’t only Boss Hana and Devil Pepper thinking this, many others reached the same conclusion simultaneously.

"You... you guys couldn’t have..."

Combat Pilot "Sauerkraut" Tempun’s heart was pounding uncontrollably; he too noticed that the faces of others were also in terrible shape—Old Chen had really torn a hole in the sky.

No matter who it was, not being able to fathom suddenly acquiring a Crystal Jet inevitably led to a whirlwind of catastrophic assumptions.

If the Crystal Jet was also damaged, then it was even more finished!

You couldn’t know which sovereign power was going berserk at having their face slapped raw this time; you could only hope it wasn’t the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee.

"Don’t think nonsense; it’s impossible, it can’t be, don’t overthink it!"

Chekhov Big Bear stuffed the bottle into his crotch, slapping his own cheeks with force, but it was too damn scary that not even using all his strength could pull him out of it.

"No good, I have to ask."

Boss Hana, rarely so panicked, immediately pulled out her phone.

While drumming her fingers nervously, she dialed the number.

After only a breath or two, the call connected.

"... will you talk or not... Ah!!!!... does this have anything to do with you... if you don’t confess, I’ll chop off your balls!... I don’t know anything, ah..."

Good lord, an interrogation was happening on the other end!

"Hello! Boss! I’m Chen Fei, what’s up?"

Chen Fei’s voice finally came through.

"Ah! Chen Fei, are you alright?"

Hanna Gagar’s soul had finally been summoned back, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing Chen Fei’s voice, she could confirm that it wasn’t this guy who was being tortured.

"...You wicked woman, I won’t let you off even if I become a ghost..."

The noisy sound mixed in again, followed by a series of ghostly howls and wolf-ish wails.

The one administering the harsh treatment was the local police liaison officer, the capable Tanya Ilyin Alexandrovna. Who said she only used Psychic Ability for interrogations? Even with forceful torture, she was quite skilled.

The one currently getting whipped was howling in regret for coming into this world.

"Alright, go ahead!"

The chaotic noise quickly faded, as Chen Fei, who was on a call with Boss Hanna, seemed to have switched to a quieter environment to prevent the call from being disturbed.

"We have received the things you sent over."

Hanna Gagar was referring not only to the fluorescent crystal sent to each person but also to other items.

"Nothing was missing, right?"

Chen Fei was most worried about this, fearing some accidents might have occurred during transit.

Lately, he had been constantly watched by that guy Franco. Although Franco hadn’t presented a direct problem again, there were still signs that could be detected.

"No, nothing was missing. Can you explain to me, what exactly is the deal with that Crystal Jet?"

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Boss Hanna’s mood had somewhat stabilized.

The fact that Chen Fei wasn’t the one being tortured meant that he hadn’t fallen into the trouble she had imagined, but even so, a Crystal Jet, whether intact or damaged, shouldn’t be something regular military contractors could get their hands on.

Chen Fei nonchalantly said, "Ah? I picked it up! Found it in a pile of trash, I picked up quite a few good items there!"

The biggest find wasn’t the remains of the Crystal Jet sent to Aircrew Base 911, but rather putting together that Mobile Base Vehicle, which truly came in handy, whether it was for the assessment in the Central Great Desert or the Siberian tundra.

"Trash heap?"

What the hell kind of trash heap lets you find a Crystal Jet, she wondered? Did they really think such National Treasure Artifacts were free?

"There’s a temporary storage site for old mechanics outside of Habulav City, it’s got all sorts of treasures. I even picked up Combat Mechs and a sports car."

Chen Fei felt a bit regretful that due to limited time, he hadn’t meticulously combed through the site. Otherwise, he could have found several more huge bargains, maybe even aircraft wreckage that rivaled that of the Crystal Jet.

The Blue Star Global United Defense Committee, with their headquarters in the central city of Habulav on the Yangzhou Continent, wasn’t so rich they could waste money by throwing a damaged Crystal Jet into the trash. It was mainly due to cost considerations; they did what was most economical. Additionally, since Habulav was a closed city off-limits to loiterers, there was no concern that some discarded items might be picked up by outsiders. Those items in the dump were quickly recycled, achieving a level of self-sufficiency for the city.

In a sense, Habulav was a massive aircrew base, deeply rooted in the center of the continent, keeping those mutants at bay, which were akin to fire that never fully extinguishes and sprouts again with the spring breeze.

"That place really is Habulav?"

Boss Hanna’s voice seemed to float, unable to believe the scenario described by Chen Fei. At least, she could be relieved that the Crystal Jet didn’t come from killing a Sky Knight and taking it by force. That would mean not having to worry about Jiu Defense offending sovereignty and being subject to relentless global hunts, as no one dared provoke even the weakest sovereignties.

For someone as poor as Chen Fei, the Gagar Family represented financial freedom, a filthy rich level of +10086.

Even so, this +10086 level of affluence still seemed insignificant before the colossal entity of the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee.

A random plucking of the United Defense Committee’s hair was thicker than the entire Gagar Family.

"That’s right, if you ever have a chance to go to Habulav, I can take you there to see for yourself."

Chen Fei was quite keen to recommend that treasure trove of a location. He had Mr. Babylon to thank for this information; without him, he would never have known about that place.

"Alright, I got it. Is there really no problem with you sending it this way?"

Hanna Gagar’s headache slightly eased. She was still worried about the repercussions of sending out the remains of the Crystal Jet. If her peers found out, they’d likely revolt.

Which military contractor dared to have a Crystal Jet, even if it was broken? No way!

If such a rule-breaking existence were allowed, others wouldn’t get their share, making life impossible!

Chen Fei cavalierly said, "Don’t worry, there will be no problems!"

Since it had been successfully sent to Xingdu Kush Mountain Area’s Aircrew Base 911, it meant that his actions were permitted. Otherwise, it would have been stopped and returned—there’s no way it would have been delivered.

The logistics supplier of Jiu Defense, Tao’s Security Service Company, probably never imagined they had just transported such an extremely dangerous item.

"Fine! I’ll put it into storage for now, and we’ll deal with it when you get back."

Boss Hanna stared at the remains of the Crystal Jet, feeling not a jot of joy, just the sense that it was an eyesore and a hot potato she couldn’t wait to get rid of like sending away a plague.

It simply wasn’t something legitimate military contractors should deal with.

She would have to issue a gag order later; otherwise, troubles would follow one after another.

"Alright, I’ll come back as soon as I can!"

Chen Fei didn’t really have a good solution.

Absorbing it to turn into Energy Points seemed wasteful, and even if he attempted to replicate it later, it would still just be a broken Crystal Jet.

If he tried to repair it, who knew how much time, effort, and money would be required.

Even the members of the Global United Defense Committee didn’t want to undertake such a task, which for him, was likely an unimaginable astronomical figure.

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