Chapter 506 The Unfriendly Locals (1/2)
Chapter 506: The Unfriendly Locals
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Du looked at the soldiers and suddenly realized: It wasn't because of Godzilla and Big Quinn that the others stayed away. It was because they knew this was the Air Force's territory!
Tucson was one of the US military bases, and Davis-Monthan Air Force Base was located here too. It was probably due to the development of the manufacturing industry. People knew that Houston was the ”Space City,” and Tucson was known as the ”Astronomy Capital of the World.”
There were many businesses manufacturing astronomy machines, and they were very close with certain high-tech industries making missiles, parts of aircraft, calculators, electronic equipment, optical instruments and so on.
In the 1950s, Hughes Aircraft Company set up a branch for managing missile systems and it was the largest factory for manufacturing missiles in 1957.
They produced various types of missiles; for example, the BGM-71 TOW, AIM-54 Phoenix, AGM-65 Maverick, Roland anti-aircraft missile, and of course the latest version of the lightweight infrared homing air-to-air missile, the F-16 and F-18.
Therefore, it was not a surprise that Air Force soldiers were here.
Listening to what the soldiers were severely saying, Li Du was scared due to their tone. He thought, Are we gonna get beaten up by these military men?
Li Du was confident that with Godzilla, Big Quinn and his fighting skills, they would win. But not this time—he was afraid of these soldiers with highly-skilled training.
Hans was in a totally different mood; he asked the soldiers carelessly, ”What? The hotel we're staying at said that we can use this area. Don't tell me it belongs to the Air Force.”
The black military officer nodded. ”That's right, can you share some grills with us? We have many people and not enough grills.”
”What? That's it?” Li Du asked in shock.
The black military officer nodded again with a serious expression on his face.
Li Du and his group had borrowed grills from the hotel. They had only needed to show their room key. Since they had brought extra, Li Du gave one of the grills to the soldiers.
The soldiers repaid them with two cans of beer.
Li Du felt relieved; apparently the US military wasn't as scary as what the media had described.
Hans looked sideways at him and asked, ”What were you afraid of?”
”I was afraid of getting beaten up by the soldiers,” Li Du answered.
”Bullsh*t,” Hans said; he didn't appear to be bothered much. ”There are so many people here that if a fight broke out the media could sneak in. As long as we don't cause trouble, they won't do anything to us—even if their base were behind them.”
”I don't think your attitude towards them is very good,” Li Du said. ”We should be nice to them.”
”Why? Why should we treat them differently?”
”These people protect us and the country. Without them, how could we even be here?”
”But I gave them protection money,” Hans argued. ”I paid taxes on time, so I paid their salary on time too. What's the problem? I did my job, and they should too.”
Li Du was stunned for a while and said, ”Anyway, you were not nice to them.”
Hans waved his hand dismissively. ”Alright, you thought the soldiers were all patriotic like in the movies, right? That's not true. Some of them are here because of the salary and self-interest. They might not necessarily love to protect the country.”
Big Quinn nodded his head in agreement, and so did Godzilla. Li Du stopped arguing with him and realized that different cultural backgrounds will result in different opinions. That was fair enough.