Chapter 82

"Eh?"

"But why does this plane look so strange?"

"It's also covered with a layer of black cloth, looking all mysterious."

Zhou Yonghui, full of doubts, slowly walked up to the large aircraft.

Whoosh!

The black cloth was instantly lifted.

Song Qi and Zhou Yonghui, looking at the scene before them, couldn't help but freeze in place...

"No way?"

"Song Qi? Why is this Boeing 747 of yours different from the pictures!"

"The shape is quite unique!"

"The body is only half left; could this be a specialty of Wuyi Aviation..."

Zhou Yonghui scratched his head and complained.

Song Qi also didn't expect that his old man would be so ruthless as to send a plane like this...

The Boeing 747 in front of them was scorched black all over, half of the fuselage had already disappeared, leaving only a steel frame struggling to support it, and one could vaguely see the shadow of a plane.

It was obvious that this was an accident plane!

It was lucky it didn't explode on the spot, and he actually wanted him to repair it?

Isn't this making things difficult for people...

Zhou Yonghui walked toward the shipping container on the side.

"Song Qi!"

"Tell me, what is inside this container?"

"Should I open it and see?"

Song Qi paused, suddenly realizing something was wrong, and just as he wanted to stop him, it was already too late...

The next second.

A loud crash was heard.

The container was opened by Zhou Yonghui, and the things inside spilled all over the ground.

If Zhou Yonghui hadn't reacted in time, he might have been buried completely by this trash...

"Holy crap?"

"Song Qi!"

"These pitch-black things, wouldn't they be the original parts of this plane..."

What met Song Qi and Zhou Yonghui's eyes was a whole container of scorched 'trash'!

The people from Wuyi Heavy Industry didn't care if it was useful or not, they organized it all and sent it to Song Qi...

But it's all burned like this!

What's the use of it!

Even if sold as scrap metal, nobody would want it!

Song Shanhai, you really are something...

Song Qi looked at the Syrian ultimate battle-damaged version of the Boeing 747 in front of him, and the scorched parts all over the ground.

He fell into deep thought.

On the side, Zhou Yonghui also silently squatted down and started smoking with worry.

"Song Qi!"

"The difficulty of this modification is a bit too high..."

"This thing is basically a scrapped plane, how can it be repaired!"

"I just took a look at the engine, it's as broken as it can get."

"The various systems on the plane have also been completely destroyed; even if you let Boeing repair this plane, I guess they couldn't fix it..."

"How about..."

"Let's just forget it..."

"Forget it?" Song Qi shook his head quickly: "No!"

"This plane must be repaired!"

There was a second half of the sentence that Song Qi didn't say.

If this plane can't be repaired, then his second half of life can only be spent hugging the cold string of numbers on a bank card!

What meaning would that have?

"But the plane is in this state, how can it be repaired?"

"This is a large aircraft!"

"Currently, the large aircraft technology in the whole world is only possessed by the Free Nation's Boeing and the European Union's Airbus! And it's the absolute secret of both companies, never to be passed on!"

"Our Dragon Nation's relevant technology is not mature yet!"

"In this situation?"

"What are you going to use to repair it?"

"It's impossible to repair, you know!"

Zhou Yonghui said helplessly, spreading his hands.

What he said was the truth; currently, this large aircraft indeed has no possibility of being repaired.

Although Song Qi has shown amazing talent in the research and design of fighter jets and helicopters.

But compared to fighter jets and helicopters, large aircraft are completely different concepts.

One pursues safety and range!

While the other pursues speed and altitude!

There is simply no comparability!

"If it can't be repaired? Why don't we modify it?" Song Qi asked, blinking his eyes.

Zhou Yonghui froze instantly.

?

A large question mark slowly floated up from behind his head.

No way?

You can't even repair it?

What are you going to use to modify it?

Why do you think the difficulty of modification would be smaller than repair!

Song Qi didn't pay attention to Zhou Yonghui on the side.

Instead, he reached out and gently touched the pitch-black Boeing 747 in front of him.

"Ding! Detected one Boeing 747 series large passenger aircraft (completeness 10%)!"

"Ding! Aircraft engine completely damaged!"

"Ding! GPS positioning system completeness 15%!"

"Ding! Calculating modification plan..."

"..."

"1. Diesel-hydrogen hybrid drive power system modification plan!"

"2. High-density chromium alloy exoskeleton modification plan!"

"3. Beidou trinity positioning system modification plan!"

"4. Weapon system modification plan!"

"..."

"Estimated modification time 28 days!"

"Modification plan being determined, confirm modification into a diesel-hydrogen powered armed transport aircraft!"

!!!

It can actually be modified!

The system is simply a god!

At this moment, even with Song Qi's temperament, he couldn't help but get excited.