Sky-cracking Rider

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"Can't I drink alcohol?" the Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet said in disappointment.

Was yesterday's banquet just a welcoming party, and that's it?

I can only watch a cabinet full of liquor and drool over it.

Damn, have I boarded a pirate ship?

Chen Fei waved his finger and said, "After nine o'clock tonight, but only if I've finished my work!"

The liquor, although stored in the little western-style building for anyone to use, was all owned by Boss Hanna, and sneaking one or two bottles might be okay, but outright binge drinking would definitely be too much.

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet, who had signed a labor contract, asked in confusion, "Aren't you on a ten-hour work system?"

"But I have part-time jobs, too. I'm a 'Genuine Fragrance' squadron pilot, kitchen handyman, and energy tower manager, and sometimes I even have to do some waste recycling work."

Chen Fei explained his jobs to the Big Cat while counting on his fingers. If these jobs didn't connect sequentially and some weren't interrelated, he really wouldn't be able to handle them all.

"Do you need to work so hard?"

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet, who usually lived by the creed of drinking today if there's wine, was already weary from just ten hours of regular work, wanting nothing more than to lie flat. It certainly wasn't going to take on any extra jobs.

The jobs it had done before were never this boring.

"I need to earn more money, it's not time for retirement and pension yet."

Chen Fei, working to pay off debts, was putting his all into it.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The thought of lying flat and waiting to die, like Er Lang, was something he didn't even dare to think about. How else could he make money if not by working hard? Every Star Yuan in his bank account he had earned with his life.

"Jiu!"

Little Bird hopped out of the turboprop aircraft's fuselage beside Chen Fei, holding a small tool kit in its beak.

It had just completed a task of adding lubricant to specific areas, filling in surface cracks on metal parts and restoring their strength.

Xiao Jiu had its own unique skill, which was maintenance without dismantling. Its tiny body, no bigger than a fist, could easily slip into the intricate internal structures of the aircrafts.

If Chen Fei or the head mechanic Xiao Ming were to attempt it, the aircrafts would have to be completely disassembled.

"What's it doing? Sss... fixing the aircraft?"

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet scrutinized Little Bird, which had flown onto Chen Fei's shoulder, seemingly astonished.

Unless they were magical beasts born into human society and had received sovereignty education from a young age, most immigrant magical beasts had a generally low level of education and even fewer could work in high-tech fields.

The inside of an aircraft was anything but a playground, practically forbidden territory for birds, and seeing a little bird darting about inside was hard not to make Er Lang speculate.

"That's right, precisely under my guidance."

Chen Fei stretched out his hand and took the ping-pong-ball-sized tool kit from Little Bird's pointed beak. Besides the lubricant and a few tools inside, the box itself also served as a tiny camera. This little gadget acted as his eyes, allowing Xiao Jiu to carry it to the work area for a clear view of everything.

Under his direction, the Pure Light Sparrow could assist with some complex operations, serving as a qualified tool bird.

Xiao Jiu was the mascot of Jiu Defense Company. Since it was part of the company, it had to work to get its food!

"How, how does it do that?"

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet still couldn't believe it.

"It's been watching since it was little. Since hatching, it has always watched us maintain and repair these aircrafts."

Chen Fei pointed around, the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster," MiG-28, Z-9WZ, the large tricycle - all of these were the entire assets of Jiu Defense Company.

The corporate war had nearly depleted all the spare parts of the 911 Aircrew Base until recently, when they took over some assets of the Apocalypse Defense Group, which finally helped them catch their breath and restore quite a bit of their war potential.

Otherwise, even regular patrol flights would have been impossible.

"Little Chen, check out the turboprop engine in work area 13."

The voice of head mechanic Xiao Ming came through. He was displeased with the Big Cat coming over and distracting Chen Fei, as their chat had gone on for too long, and moreover, it was still working hours.

Patrolling inside and outside the 911 Aircrew Base was the job of the security team, not of the mechanics.

"Roger that!"

Chen Fei responded loudly, then turned to the Big Cat and said, "We'll have to stop chatting, I've got to get back to work."

He then pressed his hand against the recently serviced "Big Mouth Monster." The "Universal Data Transceiver," which usually stayed in bracelet form, extended its slender terminal and plugged it into the aircraft's maintenance panel for a combined software and hardware check.

Three seconds later, the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" had all its metal parts from inside to out looking as good as new. Applying Metal Elemental Psychic Powers to such work was simply natural.

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The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet could only sulkily leave the hangar after being expelled.

Chen Fei continued to work on the PT6A series turboprop engine they had taken apart a week ago and hadn't had the time to deal with, with Xiao Jiu as his partner in this duo effort.

Although Jiu Defense Company had restocked a batch of such engines and had plenty of spares, the application range of this engine was very broad. Not only the "Big Mouth Monsters," but even the larger tricycles were equipped with this engine. PT6A engines could be found everywhere, in the sky and on the ground.

Therefore, the daily maintenance volume was also very high, becoming the number one target of work for the mechanics.

Meticulous routine maintenance could greatly extend the normal operating hours of these engines, completely draining their theoretical service life and reducing usage costs to a minimum. After all, by lowering costs, Jiu Defense Company could earn more profit. A little accumulation here and there, like sand becoming a tower, and little becoming much, would eventually become quite considerable.

Xiao Ming, the head of the mechanics group, didn't let Chen Fei's metal elemental psychic power go to waste, often assigning time-consuming and labor-intensive complex tasks to him.

For others, these jobs involved considerable work and were prone to rework, but in Chen Fei's hands, they could almost always be done neatly and efficiently in just two or three moves.

With someone dedicated to tackling the tough nuts, the other mechanics immediately felt much lighter workloads.

Accordingly, the overall operational efficiency of the entire mechanics group had been raised by more than a notch.

The direct benefit that fed back was that Chen Fei's part-time hours with the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron also became much more relaxed.

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During the standby time with no flight missions, Chen Fei brought the randomly smelted alloy ingots from the recycling station to Hangar #2, also enlisting a helper. Stay tuned for updates on empire

"What are you doing with this trash?"

After being sorted out by the two squadron leaders for a few days, the new pilot Tempun Schneider had gradually gotten used to the work and life here and had acquired a new flying call sign, "Sauerkraut"!

To hell with "Sauerkraut," protests were futile!

Nowadays, everyone including Chen Fei was calling him "Sauerkraut."

Sour and crappy!

Apart from Tempun Schneider, the "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron had two other pilots, "Zisu" Takada Fuziko and "Angelica" Wadiye.

The petite Takada Fuziko encountered a young girl in a pub. Who could have imagined that the pub's proprietor not only possessed a helicopter pilot's license but also ended up following Yamada Takebu, the "Miso" captain of the Armed Helicopter Search and Rescue Squadron, back to the Xingdu Kush Mountain Area's Aircrew Base.

Wadiye was talent promoted from among the various small military contractors that were taken over, an unexpected catch.

Those small military contractors couldn't afford to buy fighters; Wadiye with a small aircraft license had no place to show his skills, only able to drive a truck until he was recruited by Boss Hana, fortunately fulfilling his wish finally.

"Today, we'll be making a big treasure!"

Chen Fei estimated the alloy ingots he had brought over. They were neatly arranged, with about sixty or so in total.

Due to different alloy components, the weight of individual ingots also varied, for a total weight just tipping over twenty tons.

Compared to the bustling, cluttered Hangar #1 brimming with various materials, Hangar #2, besides two MiG-28 jet fighters, appeared empty, making the stacks of alloy ingots piled in the open corner particularly conspicuous.

"Is it iron art, like an art piece?"

Rechristened Tempun Schneider, as the helper bossed around by Chen Fei, sized up the metal ingots that the two of them had brought over together.

These complex composition metal ingots were not very valuable, not even worth the cost to transport them away. Their main use was to be reprocessed into other metal products, such as the thin steel plates, counterweights, various metal rods, fences, metal meshes, and brackets, which were made from these ingots at the base.

During the corporate wars, recast metal ingots were even used to make preformed fragments for lethal weapons. When combined with explosive powders, the terrible kinetic force they were imparted with made these fragments extremely deadly.

"No!"

As Chen Fei was saying this, he pressed down on one stack of alloy ingots.

"Come out, 'Raptor'!"

His other hand pointed towards an empty space.

"Metal Shaping," "Hi-Fi Replication," and "Material Evolution Simulation," the three skills operated in conjunction.

Blocks of rectangular alloy ingots visibly liquefied at a speed discernible to the naked eye, rushing swiftly along his arm, flowing from the left hand to the right and transforming into several metal strands that suddenly shot out into the air, apparently following some rules, quickly constructing a rough outline.

As time passed, the rough and simple outline was progressively filled in. The keel, bearings, pipelines, turbines... these parts appeared one after another, with interior structures becoming more and more finely complex, one piece of skinning generated after another to cover the mechanical structures newly formed.

After more than ten minutes, a huge twin-engined jet fighter appeared inside Hangar #2.

"Woah, woah, woah, this, this is..."

Sauerkraut" Tempun Schneider utterly flustered, pointing at the gleaming silver aircraft before him, was clearly a classic model, the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter.

Just from these cheaply recycled metal rough ingots?

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