Ancestral local tyrant system

After some surprises, everyone gradually came over. After chatting, they talked about funny things about high school, and everyone was having fun.

Fang Jueyu and Jiang Yi are like a pair of enemies. As soon as they meet, they will quarrel frantically. Fang Jueyu's previous accomplishments in this area are far inferior to him, but he has been mingling on Weibo a lot in the past two years. He started a spray training. The class is more than enough.

Although everyone was curious, they still tacitly avoided the family affairs about Fang Jueyu.

Soon, the plane left China's land and headed towards Africa. Looking over this continent, everyone's hearts were filled with excitement.

"Lao Fang, where shall we go to play?" Shao Zhou asked expectantly.

"Since we are in Africa, we definitely want to play in the Sahara Desert," Fang Jueyu quipped, "but we have promoted the technology of genetic modification of plants to Africa, and the management of the Sahara Desert has also begun. It is estimated that we will be hundreds of years later. I will never see this desert again."

"That would have to be several hundred years old," Shao Zhou murmured, "By the way, I heard that Africa is full of gold and diamonds. Do we have any chance to see it?"

"Okay, do you want to see a gold mine or a diamond mine? There are also some precious metal mining areas. Anyway, the entire African mine is mine!"

"Just blow it up!" Jiang Yi said while tearing down the platform. "Who doesn't know that Somania, Slovakia, and Tria have been fighting for several gold diamond mines and oil mines. If it's all yours, what else is there with them?"

"Hey, don't believe me, let me tell you, those countries have been fighting for a long time, and the final win is only for my family to work and mine. At most, the money they make is 10% of the entire mine."

"You continue, I'm listening!" Jiang Yi couldn't stop as soon as he and Fang Jueyu quarreled.

"Forget it, explaining to you is a waste of saliva. How can a mere mortal understand me." Fang Jueyu didn't bother to explain to her.

At this moment Zhuang Ying came over, "Master, we are about to enter the war zone of these three countries."

"How is the situation now?" Fang Jueyu asked casually.

"It's been very fierce. Almost all the people on the borders of the three countries are all soldiers. There have been fighters and AWACS patrols in the surrounding airspace for a long time, and a large number of surface-to-air missiles are ready to attack at any time!

"What?" Shao Zhou and Wang Chao suddenly got goose bumps all over their bodies when they heard the news, didn't they hit the gunpoint?

Those Victoria's Secret supermodels all understand Chinese, and they all showed worried expressions when they heard the news. These millions of dollars are not profitable at all. Maybe they will take their own lives.

"That...Miss Zhuang, we should be fine, right? I remember it is an international flight here. They will never attack us?" Shao Zhou asked cautiously.

"Because of this tense situation, temporary international routes have been opened, but this will require a lot of detours. For convenience, we still take the nearest route, so we will definitely pass through the war zone."

"Huh? Are we dangerous?"

"Hey, why are you panicking, since I dared to go here, I am naturally confident." Fang Jueyu is still calm and calm, as if crossing this battlefield full of gunfire is as easy as walking a bridge.

"Has everything been arranged?"

"Master, everything has been arranged, and the Chief Burri family is fully prepared for your safety this time."

Zhuang Ying took out something that looked like a walkie-talkie, "Mr. Burri, Master has arrived in Africa. We are about two hundred kilometers away from the war zone. You can send a guard."

"Huh? Guards?" Everyone was confused, did Fang Jueyu arrange any security measures?

"You'll find out in a few minutes." Fang Jueyu smiled mysteriously.

...

On the border of Somania, troops have been deployed closely. In order to prevent the enemy's sneak attacks, their equipment is always running.

"Sir, there is a plane approaching from the north in the sky, flying at an altitude of about 8,000 meters!"

"Have you confirmed your identity?" asked an officer wearing an officer's costume with a mustache.

"Report sir, we have issued a warning, but they have not responded."

"Turn on the ground-to-air missile directly to attack!"

"Sir, I'm afraid this is wrong? This route seems to be an international public route. Maybe it is a passenger plane. If we attack rashly, it will easily cause international disputes."

"Huh, now in this situation, who would dare to take this public route? Our three countries have jointly launched an announcement. During this period, any aircraft passing through the airspace is regarded as a threat. Any consequences will be directly attacked at your own risk!"

"It's the sir!" The soldier immediately took out the walkie-talkie, "Lock the target and prepare the surface-to-air missile!"

"Swish swish!"

...

"Host, four surface-to-air missiles are approaching us!"

"Counting the time, it should be almost time!" Fang Jueyu didn't panic at all when he heard the news, but looked like he was ready.

"Boom!" At this moment, there was a loud noise from below the plane, and the driving sound shook the entire plane's glass.

Except for Fang Jueyu and Zhuang Ying, several others bounced off the sofa one after another.

"What's the matter? Someone is attacking us?" Shao Zhou's head moved towards the glass, and sure enough, there was a cloud of smoke that hadn't dissipated just below them at an unknown distance.

"It's okay, our guards are here, and the attack just now has been intercepted."

"Huh!" At this moment, an F-18 fighter jet suddenly passed under them.

"Report on the ground that the surface-to-air missile has been successfully intercepted, and now the escort mission begins!"

"This... is this the guard you are talking about?" Shao Zhou's hands trembled a little. Just now he was almost sent to see the king by a missile. It was the first time he heard that a private jet was still traveling. There are fighter escorts!

Shao Zhou has always been a military fan. This F18 is the most advanced fifth-generation fighter jet in Africa, and only a few wealthier countries have the ability to manufacture or purchase it.

They know that Fang Jueyu eats well in China, but how can he have such a big face in Africa?

"No, it's behind!"

"Behind?" Shao Zhou looked towards the back of the private jet, and the dense formation of fighter jets immediately dazzled him.

F-18, L-20, 58-E, all of them are the most advanced fighter jet models today, and there are only a few of them, there are thirty or fifty!

These dozens of fighters immediately went up and down to protect their private planes in the center. Any attack that wants to harm them must first pass these fighters.

"Nima! Are you a dog thief going to travel or to fight? The chief is not as big as yours when he goes abroad?"

"I'm going, what is this? Is the dark force coming on stage?"

The economic strength of African countries is generally low, and he really can't think of any country that can send so many fighter jets to escort them at once.

Could it be that Fang Jueyu's face is not limited to only one or two African countries?

With such a formation of fighter jets, let alone safely cross the war zone to their destination, it is more than enough to attack a few countries. Is he going to heaven?

"Then I can't help it," Fang Jueyu spread out his hands in a humble tone, "I'm afraid of death, but I'm lazy and don't like detours, so I can only escort a group of fighters!"