Chapter 601 Flying Club

Huo Xiaoyu appeared in the coffee shop where Jefferson met with Qiu Lin at this moment. Naturally, he followed the order of Chen Jiaju to follow Jefferson, who was suspected of his identity.

As the head of the Nanyang area of British Mi6, Jefferson's identity in the circle is not particularly confidential.

The reason is very simple. The British intelligence service is far from as mature as later generations in this era, especially in Singapore, a port where the British have been working for a hundred years. Some senior British executives have also heard about Jefferson's true identity.

With these factors, coupled with the current momentum of Charlie's social circle in Singapore, it is logical for Jefferson to appear in the field of vision of Chen Jiaju.

Although the news that Chen Jiaju was sniped and assassinated in front of his home was consciously suppressed, the huge response caused by the Baath Party was still beyond his own expectation.

Both the military led by Xue Wujian and the internal affairs forces led by Shi Daringai have asked for war one after another, vowing to avenge their leader.

After appeasing the fierce generals, Chen Jiaju finally decided to hand over the matter to the Military Def. In his opinion, after all, these are all shady actions. He doesn't have a clear understanding of what the forces that come to attack him are going to do.

Huo Xiaoyu, as the number one agent under Chen Jiaju, was naturally sent to Singapore to be responsible for tracking and dealing with this Jefferson at this time.

"The day these guys act is tomorrow! It seems that you don't have much time left for yourself!" He put away the newspaper, took out a note from his wallet and put it on the round table. Huo Xiaoyu Shanshan left.

The moment before leaving the door of the coffee shop, Huo Xiaoyu glanced at the two guys who were still talking and laughing. He said in his heart, poor guy, I really don't know what kind of expression will be once you know that you will completely fall into a big pocket tomorrow!

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Thirty kilometers east of Gujin City, it has been very lively recently. The originally messy wasteland has been reclaimed. In just a few months, it has become an old look, and a cement runway about a kilometer long appears here.

To be honest, this is a big deal in the eyes of ordinary people. Now the external name is just an ordinary flight club. Some good people can clearly see from the iron fence outside the airport. There are indeed only three or five double-winged or three-winged planes parked alone in the huge runway.

What outsiders don't know is that it is such a simple flying club, but its status in Chen Jiaju's heart is quite extraordinary. Only the most trusted subordinates around Chen Jiaju know how much effort their leaders have put into this flight club, not to mention the huge human and material resources.

In Chen Jiaju's view, the planes of this era can't be simpler. If it weren't for the abundant rain here in Nanyang, I'm afraid the cement runway would be superfluous.

Looking at these stupid guys who have a hard time flying into the blue sky, Chen Jiaju shakes his head. At this speed, not to mention the jet planes of later generations, I'm afraid that ordinary high-speed trains are much faster than these planes.

There are not many aircraft searched by Chen Jiaju now. Except for a second-hand fighter jet from Germany through various links, all of them are civilian aircraft.

For Chen Jiaju, the number of these aircraft is not large, but at a time when this aircraft has been fully recognized by the world's major powers, it is not easy to get a plane without much effort.

In particular, the Dirk Dr-1 fighter jet from Germany was one of the most advanced fighters of this era with excellent performance in World War I.

This three-wing fighter is different. Almost every Luftwaffe pilot flew it during the First World War.

More famously, it was also the same type of "Red Baron" - the world's number one air battle trump card during the First World War and the last plane of Baron Richterhofen with personal achievements of up to 80 aircraft, which became a universal pilot.

Because the three-layer wing aircraft with a relatively narrow wingspan has excellent maneuver flight performance and is most suitable for close-range combat with enemy aircraft, it has won the favor of many bold pilots.

Chen Jiaju is naturally overjoyed to buy such a sharp aerial weapon. According to the information he received, the whole Germany produced less than 400 aircraft.

This damn Jew is really good at it!

At this time, Chen Jiaju naturally praised the arms and mobter who complained.

Today's Kuching is another sunny and beautiful day. Seeing that most of the Spring Festival has passed, Chen Jiaju, who has long been a little tired of the so-called scenery nearby, suddenly remembered the flight club that had been put into operation a year ago.

Talking about this idea with a few beautiful women, big and small around, it was naturally like a response. Early in the morning, under the urging of the women, they drove a long convoy to the airport far away from Kuching.

In view of the assassination on New Year's Eve, Chen Jiaju is now escorted by party comrades in strict accordance with the safety regulations every time he travels. Chen Jiaju knew that these were all comrades' personal safety, and they had no choice but to obey the arrangement.

It's a pity that the leisurely days you want will be gone forever!

Chen Jiaju lamented.

That's certain. After the impact of this assassination, the Party Department of the South China Renaissance Party has conducted a special study on this issue. The final resolution is that the members of the Standing Committee of the Party must be equipped with no less than one platoon of guards, which is nothing about appearance and face. These arrangements are purely determined by the cruel reality.

There is an old saying in China that if you capture the thief, you will capture the king first! As a Chinese political party, the South China Renaissance Party has not yet become a climate, and its core of leadership has been killed by the enemy. If such a tragedy really happens, it will make people laugh!

As the leader of the Ba'ath Party, Chen Jiaju has the highest level of security, and only his guards are equipped with cars as a means of transportation. Of course, it also has the effect of confusing potential enemies.

A long convoy of convoy drove into this slightly desolate flight club. The person in charge here can be seen from afar, who has been waiting for the arrival of Chen Jiaju and his party in front of the only conspicuous four-story building at the airport.

"Report to the head, the airport security squadron is ordered to carry out the guard mission here, please give instructions! Xiao Potian, the captain of the police squadron!" A loud voice sounded in Chen Jiaju's ear.

Chen Jiaju, who was talking to the women about the precautions, quickly turned around with a surprised expression on his face. He came forward and gave Xiao Potian a warm hug.

"Why are you here? Breaking the sky! It's really beyond my expectation!" Chen Jiaju looked at his former thin little book boy, and now he has grown into a strong man. The memories of the past quickly appeared in his mind, which really made Chen Jiaju sigh with emotion.

"Haha, it turns out that the little mouse is here! I said, why can't I even see you during the Spring Festival!"

The funny ice girl was very happy when she saw Xiao Potian. She hadn't seen the little mouse, who used to run errands for a long time. She really missed the past days.

"Wow, Sister Bing is here, too. It's really good! It's settled. You must sing to our soldiers later!" Seeing the singer who is becoming more and more famous in Ku Jincheng now, his former playmate Ice Girl, Xiao Potian's eyes lit up.

"Don't do this, little mouse! It's agreed that if you can make your sister have fun here, not to mention one song, ten songs will be fine! But if you can't meet this requirement, hum, don't blame my sister for not reminding me in advance!" The quirky ice girl doesn't give face to this former little girl.

The ice girl thought that it was not easy to get together with the young master and have a rest today. I'm not so stupid and I'm as busy as usual!

"Hey hey!" Xiao Potian took a look at Chen Jiaju, his boss, and said mysteriously to the ice girl, "Sister Bing, there must be no problem with this! You don't want to think about it. If it's not fun here, will the boss bring you here?"

The bright smiling face of the ice girl became more and more brilliant. She reached out and patted Xiao Potian on the shoulder and said with a delicate smile, "Kid, you are a little interesting now. Even the young master's thoughts are clear! There is a future. I'm optimistic about you!"

After the ice girl said, there was a burst of coquettish smiles. Her funny appearance made everyone laugh.

Chen Jiaju shook her head with a smile. This ice girl is less than a month older than the little mouse. Tut, look at how big her sister's shelf is now!

"Come on, boss, and a few sisters, please! We promise to let you have a good time today!" Xiao Potian hasn't said private words so close to Chen Jiaju for a long time. The excitement in his heart can be imagined.

"Breaking the sky, let's arrange someone to visit the ice girls here first. I'm going to check your work here alone!" Chen Jiaju's greeting made Xiao Potian, who was in excitement, unconsciously nervous.

It's okay. Fortunately, I know that the boss is as serious and serious as ever. I have arranged it in an orderly manner. If it were someone else, when I saw the boss's light car, Jane came to play, and I didn't just be happy.

Xiao Potian was secretly proud of himself.

"Yes, Chairman, this way, please!" Since it's about business, Xiao Potian put away his smiling face and became serious.

"Chairman, the Lightning Flight Club now has a total of 280 staff, including 150 technicians responsible for maintenance and repair, 30 students responsible for learning driving experience, and our guards responsible for airport alert tasks."

"I know a little about the situation at the airport. I just have a question. Are your guards just engaged in alert missions? Has anyone ever thought about learning the driving skills of flying in the air? Chen Jiaju frowned. He felt that his subordinates had nothing to say when they carried out the order, but this pioneering and innovative consciousness was still a little unsatisfactory.