Chapter 1068: Golden Eagle No.1-Airborne Three-Bouncer

From Yan Furong's recent account, the man and woman confirmed that he might not be a big shot, and their interest in chatting had waned, even though his legs might be very valuable.

The woman took the glasses and ring from the little girl's hand and handed them to Yan Furong.

"Thank you, this girl only ever does things with fleeting enthusiasm."

The man over there had already lain down, with no intention to speak.

Although Yan Furong doesn't get out much in society, he still understands worldly affairs.

He didn't say much, caught the glasses, put them on, and spoke politely.

"It's nothing, the little girl is very cute."

Perhaps they'd seen enough of the rare sight, or been frightened by Yan Furong's mountain road.

The little girl also lost interest, and she waved at Yan Furong.

"Uncle, go to sleep, I'm going to sleep too."

She said this while yawning.

Yan Furong gave her a smile, then lowered the glasses' cover and opened a hypnosis video.

Soon he entered dreamland.

I don't know how long passed.

When the glasses woke him up according to the timer, the people in the woman's and man's seats had changed.

Yan Furong got up, tidied his belongings, then shouldered his luggage and walked toward the door.

Not long after he reached the door, the high-speed rail began to slow down.

Within a few minutes, Yan Furong was the first to get off the high-speed rail.

Arriving at the taxi area, Yan Furong gave an address.

He came here to drive his personal vehicle, which is neither a new-energy car nor a traditional car.

But rather a rotary-wing aircraft, nicknamed the Airborne Three-Bouncer.

It can fly at an altitude of five to six kilometers, with a maximum range of about one thousand kilometers.

It has one cockpit, and a rear compartment that can serve as either a cargo hold or a passenger cabin.

It has an external luggage rack.

Maximum load capacity is 1,000 kilograms.

Ordinary high-octane 98 gasoline suffices, and it can reach a speed of 160 kilometers per hour.

Ordinary 98-octane gasoline is enough; the speed can reach 160 kilometers.

This is a semi-military equipment.

With the opening of the low-altitude economy, this cheap and practical aircraft has begun to be opened to civilians.

Yan Furong is the first customer.

It belongs to the first batch of equipment that the military has phased out and entered civilian use.

Of course, the Yang family also played a major role in this.

Otherwise, even the poorest military equipment would not flow directly into the market.

After Yan Furong uses it for a period, he will give reasonable suggestions, and the Yang family will further modify it to enable smooth civilian conversion.

Yan Furong's reception went very smoothly.

After moving his carry-on and checked luggage onto the aircraft called Golden Eagle No. 1, the Three-Bouncer, and securing them.

Yan Furong greeted the other party, then boarded the aircraft and applied for a flight path.

At the Intelligent Airport Terminal, after approval,

He pressed the start button, and Golden Eagle No. 1 slowly rose into the air.

Thereafter it flew higher and higher, eventually becoming a tiny black dot.

Watching Yan Furong's superb flying skills, both the people from Yang Family Company and the Equipment Department let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing Yan Furong's superb flying skills, both the Yang Family Company personnel and the Equipment Department staff let out a sigh of relief.

"Coming from Hidden Dragon, the ability is indeed strong."

This cooperation has basically been completed successfully; it just depends on whether Yan Furong can truly pass the mountain terrain test and smoothly reach his home.

If everything goes smoothly, the cooperation on the Three-Bouncer will also go smoothly.

Qiongzhou currently has an open attitude toward aircraft.

Such a Three-Bouncer, which is inexpensive yet high-quality, safe and reliable, has great potential to become a household aircraft.

The Intelligent Airport Terminal technology that has been operating in Qiongzhou for many years is now nearly mature.

In other words, Qiongzhou's low-altitude economy experience will also be promoted nationwide.

Future aviation aircraft will become a hot topic.

The Three-Bouncer is just a kind of cooperation.

Yan Furong came here to take over with the notion of getting a good deal without being taken advantage of.

The parachute pack on his back is his guarantee for being ready to jump at any time.

As a result, after heading into the mountains, the Three-Bouncer still had no problems.

He landed where the terrain began to grow complex, then poured the oil from the drum into the fuel tank.

To bring the Three-Bouncer back to full condition.

He took off again, following the route, and flew toward his home.

At first, everything went smoothly.

As the terrain grew higher, the air currents changed, becoming more complex.

As the mountain terrain grew higher and higher, the airflow in the air changed, becoming more and more complex.

The intelligence on the San Bengzi and the intelligence on his leg continuously simulated airflow changes.

He offered various suggestions.

Yan Furong didn't listen to anyone; he relied entirely on his own experience to fly.

He encountered strange air currents several times, and each time his superb experience carried him through.

After more than two hours, he finally saw his family's platform.

The water from Yunmeng Ze flowed out of the platform, forming on the cliff a waterfall that resembled a hanging curtain.

The waterfall was draped with multicolored sunrise glow, and the mist generated by the spray hitting the rocks created a thin veil, faint and ethereal like a fairyland.

Yan Furong was unusually excited, piloting the aircraft slowly toward the platform.

As he approached the cliff, another air current appeared.

The San Bengzi shook slightly, then flew steadily over the waterfall toward the interior of the platform.

Because there were five great mountains, the airflow inside the platform was very stable.

The San Bengzi caused no further trouble.

The sound of the San Bengzi quickly alarmed the few households that remained here.

They looked up at the sky and saw the San Bengzi.

"Aircraft, aircraft."

They were fascinated; they had only ever heard of it, never seen it.

Today they finally saw one.

How did they know about it?

It was seen in an illustrated book brought back by someone who had gone out before.

It was a book about some kind of technology, filled with high‑tech.

Yan Furong slowly parked the San Bengzi on the grain field.

At this moment, several elders were already running toward here.

Yan Furong jumped out of the aircraft, slung his luggage over his shoulder, walked halfway, and finally met them.

"Er Gouzi!"

The name sounded instantly friendly, and Yan Furong felt comfortable hearing it.

"Er Da Ye, Qian Nainai, Qi Shen, Shan Ge, Saozi."

Although the titles varied, these people were about the same age, differing only in seniority.

The people who arrived later also caught up at this time.

The old man leaned on his cane, running while trembling heavily.

"Who did I think I was? Turns out it's you, Er Gou Shu."

Yan Furong let out a sigh.

"Big nephew, don't run away, come on, let's go back."

"I brought you some good stuff."

The big nephew made a face.

"What did you buy? Something to eat and drink."

"Just spend money."

The other few also complained.

"You haven't been back for about ten years, right? We thought you wouldn't return."

"We, the few old helpers, have already dug our own pits."

Yan Furong smiled along.

"I've gone abroad, haven't I? Coming back once isn't easy."

"Now that I'm done with work, I'm back."

"What about the others?"

The few old men and women wore gloomy faces.

"Don't mention them; those who could leave have left."

"Our Xiantaicun is almost gone."

"Er Gouzi, when will you leave?"

"Before you go, give me a hand and send us off as well."

"So that the last among us won't be unable to be interred."

"That would be a bit too tragic."