From the moment the su-27sk wheel wiped the floor, the unexpected ending of this racing race came to an end.

Seeing Long Yun, who was far ahead of his opponent, successfully landing, means that a contest has been decided, and the spectators who had already arrived at the runway burst into warm applause. Even many American tourists of different skin colors cheered loudly, whistling and cheering for a while.

Speaking of the United States, which has a vast territory and a mixed race, the national mentality is generally quite open and peaceful, not as stubborn and narrow-minded as some island countries, which is quite commendable.

Moreover, for today's competition, even those present are laymen, as long as they know a little about fighter, they will know that the Su-27sk is inherently different from the F-15c in terms of speed; but the results of the competition are just the opposite, which is enough to show that this Chinese pilot is a truly powerful figure. Not only that, in this racing race officially registered and recognized by Naarc, he actually used the old Su-27sk to create a new record in the 1,000-meter racing race in this model group, which is really hard to believe!

Of course, Long Yun's unexpected upset made the "Flanker" bet smile, while the tourists who bet on the "Eagle" were very disappointed, but these are no longer important now.

Witnessing this battle that was originally without suspense, but now it has become a "Uranus" promotional competition for sale. Maxim, who was stunned on the ground, was full of frustration. He bit the Havana cigar in his mouth and kept moving. He waited until Long Yun finished a brief live interview, but found an opportunity to squeeze in:

"Young man. Young man-this gentleman! OK. You won; then according to our prior agreement, I can buy this 'flanker'."

"Oh?—Yes, of course."

With a sly smile that was not easy to detect, Long Yun took off his flying gloves leisurely and raised his hand to point at the exhibition hall not far away: "Is it three million yuan? You can go to the auction hall to participate in the bidding, but I personally think there is no hope of winning the bid at this price."

"What……?"

Maxim, whose mouth was "o" opened, was obviously surprised by Long Yun's words. He raised his hands high in a hurry and waved his hands: "But, but we have an appointment first! If you win the game, I will--"

"You can bid three million to buy this 'flanker'. Isn't it? Your agreement is that you have the right to pay this price, and you didn't say you must sell it to you, right? Is it not my final decision to decide whether it can be sold in the end?"

He grinned at the stunned Maxim who seemed very friendly. After saying this, Long Yun left with a helpless expression, with only the collector who was stunned on the spot, and was still in a daze. James, who was standing beside him, wanted to speak out for a few words, but was scolded by the boss who was in a bad mood.

Think about it, the best result in the 1,000-meter return race in the same group was flying out on the Naarc, and at the same time, it rarely defeated the F-15c and the Su-27sk of the "Uranus" in the same field. Its value is naturally incomparable to ordinary retired old aircraft.

A temporary racing brought a memorial color to the fighter jets. The popularity of the collection is naturally the rise of the water; in just a moment, collectors from North America and even around the world came to the hall to register and participate in the bidding. Experts in the collection of these fighter jets are very clear that the starting price of three million US dollars is not very affordable for an old Su-27 fighter jet; but to say it is a Knaapo native Su-27sk that has just shown good use and has broken a speed record?

If you only prepare three million knives, you can’t buy them!

Sitting in the crowded exhibition hall and seeing the lively bidding scene in front of him, Long Yun was very happy to chat with the tourists who had won the "Flanker" before and earned a lot of bonuses. By the way, he also took the time to chat with Zhai Qize who was sitting in the front row.

Unlike his previous skepticism, Zhai Qize now has completely admired Long Yun.

This big boy who just witnessed a wonderful racing race, as a fan, just watched the game and made a model. He believed that advanced weapons were all determined by everything, and naturally left a very deep impression when he saw Long Yun's victory in driving the Su-27sk. As a military enthusiast, Zhai Qize certainly knew the reality that the Su-27 series fighter jet was inferior to the F-15 series in speed, but the result of the competition was unexpected, which made him feel that today was really eye-opening.

Not only that, she noticed a few conversations between Long Yun and his brother on the side. Shangguan Li, who was sitting on the folding chair and waiting, felt it was quite novel. She saw the gap between the two of them and asked Zhai Qize:

"Otaku, tell me, isn't it easy for him to win this game?"

"Well, I think it's very difficult. - No, I'm going to go to the official website to download the game replay. He can actually drive the "Flanker" to defeat the "Eagle" in the racing race. No matter how I think about it..."

After being questioned by his sister, Zhai Qize groped in his cell phone in his pocket, muttering himself while talking.

He knew nothing about the fighter jet competition. He blinked his apricot eyes. Shangguan Li did not get any useful information from his brother's words, and he was not sure why the happy and frequently quoted people in front of him became very interested in the gray aircraft on the tarmac. So she pestered Zhai Qize and explained it clearly to herself. After listening to his explanation, she finally understood that Long Yun's previous competition had set a new record, which could make the "Flanker" aircraft being auctioned at least hundreds of thousands of dollars more. Seeing such a good thing, she naturally clapped her hands happily, and the eyes of Long Yun were also more promising.

Shangguan Li, who inherited her sister's intelligence and seemed innocent, had already noticed it a little. The relationship between the elder brother named Long Yun and her sister was extraordinary; if you observe it with the picky eyes of choosing a brother-in-law, at least he is quite good at "capable".

Not to mention, as a family, Shangguan Li is very clear about her sister's temper; with her own observations, there are only a handful of men who can make her treat her with a smile, or she has never seen one of them at all.

Then...that's the identity confirmed?

No wonder my mother would say those inexplicable words to her sister at dinner last night, it turned out that it was all for this reason.

...

The auction event in the hall lasted nearly ten minutes before it was finalized.

Going away from the lively scene of the auction site, just ending a tense and intense raid, Long Yun stole the space to the contestant's rest area, changed into a flight suit and put on casual clothes. While he was sitting down and drinking a sip of water to relax, he saw Lei Qiang walking into the house with a sunny and excited expression, and he knew that their su-27sk had been sold for a good price:

"Brother Long, you are so powerful! - This time, you sold more than one million yuan, and you're $4.6 million!"

"Ah?—so much?"

After returning from the game after the game, Long Yun also felt that the old sk of "Uranus" should not have to worry about selling it, but he really didn't expect it to be a premium of 50%. Lei Qiang, who was quick to do business, had already taken out his tablet computer to log in to the online banking. As the actual person in charge of "Uranus"'s cross-border transaction, he was particularly grateful to the number one "Chenlong" in front of him and must express his feelings:

"Brother Long, this price depends on your flight this time. I didn't say anything. Please give me an account!"

"This... there is no need to do this, why are you so polite?"

When Long Yun heard the other party ask about his bank account, he clearly wanted to send money, so he waved his hand quickly.

When he was asking for a fight, he wanted to meet the arrogant American for a while, but he mainly spent half a month off on a cruise ship and wanted to find an opportunity to fly a real fighter plane for a while. He didn't think so much about it. However, after a few refusals, Lei Qiang insisted on getting the money, and he thought about it and agreed.

After all, the "Chenlong" he is in and the "Uranus" that Lei Qiang joins are both domestic aviation competitive teams. If they don't charge this money, it is equivalent to making them owe them a favor. It will inevitably be embarrassing when meeting on the field in the future, which will be bad.

After a few words, Long Yun remembered a main player of "Uranus", Bian Chao, who had fought with him in the group stage of Group F. I wonder how this young man with good skills and full of energy is now?

Thinking of this, he asked Lei Qiang casually, but the latter looked at no one around mysteriously, and then lowered his voice and spoke:

"Brother Long, I just said that when you ask, don't tell anyone else. I also came to Uranus and found out that Bian Chao resigned after the group stage, not knowing where he was going; but there was a private rumor in the team that he seemed to have been recruited into the military because of his pilot's father, and he went to perform some secret mission."

"oh……?"

Secret mission, is this gossip reliable?

When he mentioned the word "secret mission", Long Yun thought of Wang Weiguo's previous interview, and all the troubles came to his mind. He walked away in a daze for a while, and then pulled his thoughts back to reality and patted Lei Qiang on the shoulder: "Haha, this guy is going to be there. I originally wanted to talk to him. - Let's go! You should also be busy with the auction handover procedures."

"Okay! - Brother Long, aren't you busy returning to China? If you have time, please enjoy the scenery and sit with your brothers!"
Chapter completed!