Chapter 1331 (1/2)

On August 2, a silver private plane appeared over Tokyo International Airport.

The long triangular wing extends slowly from the nose to the end, and the bowl-shaped engine at the end is lined with blades of metal, which spray a faint blue arc to the back when it ignites. Both the streamlined body and the unique ion propulsion engine look more like an aerospace plane than a private airliner.

That's right.

This is an aerial plane.

This private plane, named sky G100, is a private car specially built for Jiang Chen by the Aerospace Division of future people's heavy industry.

Its flight principle is also different from that of most aircrafts today. For flights with a range of more than 800 km, G100 will first enter the stratosphere with relatively low pressure, even the higher middle layer, or even the escape layer, and reach its destination quickly at a cruising speed of several Mach above the ozone layer.

As far as the flight altitude of long-distance flight is concerned, the G100 has exploded most of the aircraft in this sky. It can reach any place in the world quickly within two hours without even applying for the right of way from the countries passing by.

The most important point is that the flight speed of G100 can reach Mach 25 (the first cosmic speed is about Mach 23.2) above 100 km altitude. Therefore, the SkyPlane can not only be used to return to and from the ground airport, but also to and from any airport on the ground to and from the star ring city.

At present, only one aircraft has been produced, but in the near future, more low configuration mass production models will be produced for local tyrants all over the world. I believe there will be local tyrants interested in this kind of aircraft. After all, for the rich, time is money.

In the terminal hall of the airport, many people have noticed the strange looking plane.

Many people screamed when it put down the landing gear on the belly of the aircraft with a faint blue flame.

”Honey, look, what kind of plane is that?” A blonde woman holding her partner excitedly points her finger to the plane on the airport.

“…… Am I dazzled? Why did the SkyPlane land at Tokyo International Airport The tourists with their bags rubbed their eyes and their noses pressed against the glass window.

”Wait, look at the sign on it I know it! One is heavy industry of future people, the other is star ring trade! ”

”That is to say Who is the man sitting in it

”It should not be wrong!”

Because the Olympic Games are coming soon, Tokyo has gathered tourists from all over the world. However, no one can recognize what kind of plane it is. Driven by curiosity, some people want to go close to take a picture or something, but all of them are stopped by armed soldiers.

As early as the day before Jiang Chen's new car arrived, the Japanese government blocked the runway where the SkyPlane landed and deployed more police at the airport.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the president of the United States is assassinated here, they dare not let Jiang Chen make any mistakes here.

No one wants to be a second Colombia, and no one wants the next ”solar wind” to blow in his face.

Looking at the plane that had stopped steadily, Tian Wenxiong, the Japanese foreign minister, welcomed him with a smile on his face. He stretched out his right hand across the distance. Holding Jiang Chen's hand, he bowed and shook vigorously, ”Welcome! Ha ha, welcome Mr. Jiang to Tokyo for our opening ceremony. Your arrival will certainly add a lot to the Olympic Games

”I don't dare to do it,” Jiang Chen humbly smiles and shakes two times casually, trying to pull his hand back.

However, the foreign minister of Ota was so enthusiastic that he would not let go of his hand. He kept saying these literary compliments. Obviously, he made great efforts to improve his Chinese, or stayed up late and recited thousands of words of manuscripts

Looking at the courteous Foreign Minister of Wada, Jiang Chen lost his goose bumps in his heart. The smile on his face twitched. Finally, he took back his right hand quietly.

”Mr. Amanda, don't be so polite. Our company's motorcade is waiting for me outside the airport passageway. Do you think...”