Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

"This is a special decompression service prepared for our passengers. There is still one hour and twenty-one minutes until landing. You can choose any three of these garments, and I will put them on one by one to serve you."

Su Chen's face twitched at the statement.

Previously, he had wondered if it was really necessary to have a driver who was so attractive and well-proportioned.

It turned out there were additional services.

He had to admit, Lang Sha really knew how to do business.

No wonder, despite Lang Sha's frighteningly high fees, all those organizations, big and small, TMD actually liked working with Lang Sha.

Su Chen had worked with Lang Sha a few times before.

But it was all about providing him with weapons and the like.

So he didn't know that there were other services.

If he had known about this kind of service from Lang Sha earlier, he should have worked with them a few more times in the past.

The woman stands about one meter sixty-eight, not particularly tall, but definitely considered tall and slender among Huaxia women.

With fair skin and fine features.

Not to mention she was wearing a leather jacket, holding seven or eight pieces of Hanfu.

There was even an airline stewardess uniform…

The visual impact…

Every man has a fantasy about stewardesses in their heart.

This woman wasn't just any stewardess; she could also pilot an airplane.

If it had been any other mission, Su Chen might have really allowed himself to relax a bit.

But this time, he wasn't out on a mission, he was out to save someone!

His brother was in dire straits, possibly facing mortal danger at any moment, how could he be in the mood for such distractions.

He immediately said, "No need."

Su Chen declined, but the woman was not annoyed at all.

Because even if Su Chen didn't let her serve, she wouldn't lose a cent of her commission.

"How about I pour you a glass of wine?" the woman tentatively asked.

"Sure."

Su Chen did not refuse this time.

At this moment, Su Chen was indeed a bit agitated, and a little drink could help relax his mind.

The woman put away all the clothes, then came over with a bottle of red wine.

She poured a glass for Su Chen and then stood quietly beside him.

It had to be said, Lang Sha had a knack for choosing people.

This woman just standing there brought a sense of beauty.

In addition, she was very perceptive, noticing that the man before her was troubled.

So she just stood quietly, waiting for instructions.

Su Chen picked up the glass and took a sip.

He found the taste quite good.

This bottle of red wine would probably cost tens of thousands in Huaxia.

After Su Chen finished one glass, the woman picked up the bottle and poured him another.

After a few glasses, Su Chen's mood did indeed settle down a lot.

"Do you think we can make it to South Africa before dark?" Though Lang Sha's efficiency was very high,

He still had some doubts.

After all, even by plane, it seemed impossible to get to South Africa before nightfall.

"Yes." The woman simply replied with one word.

Su Chen didn't ask where her confidence came from, and continued to drink.

Seeing that Su Chen was showing signs of fatigue, the woman took the initiative to stand behind Su Chen and began to give him a massage.

Feeling the pressure from the woman's hands, Su Chen thoroughly enjoyed it.

He hadn't expected that the woman would also know how to massage.

Presumably, training such a member also cost Lang Sha quite a bit of money.

When the bottle of red wine was nearly empty, the woman left the cabin.

Because the plane was fast approaching Huaxia's border and was about to land.

Now, even if Su Chen wanted her services, there was no more opportunity.

The fastest way to enter or exit a country is naturally to sneak across the border.

After getting off the plane, a Dodge Tomahawk was still waiting for Su Chen.

Again, driven by the woman.

The Dodge Tomahawk carried the two of them, speeding along the border.

"This is the border, who goes there? Stop the vehicle immediately!" A few minutes later, the border guards spotted the two of them and immediately shouted at them.

But the Dodge Tomahawk was like a streak of lightning, racing past and leaping over the wire fence in one bound.

When the Dodge Tomahawk landed, the two were no longer within Huaxia's territory.

After driving for another ten minutes or so, the Dodge Tomahawk slowly stopped in front of a colossal object.

Seeing that monstrous thing, Su Chen's eyes widened again.

Because it was an American F-22 "Raptor" fighter jet!

It is a single-seat, twin-engine fighter with high invisibility, co-developed by the United States' Lockheed Martin and Boeing as a fifth-generation fighter.

No wonder the woman was so confident, saying she could definitely get Su Chen to South Africa before dark.

With this machine, it's not just a matter of getting there before dark, they could probably reach South Africa by four or five in the afternoon!

Before, he felt that Lang Sha's one million US dollar price tag was too expensive, but now he felt it was worth every penny.

After all, training such a pilot and acquiring such an active American stealth fighter jet are very difficult tasks.

Who knows how much money was invested.

One million US dollars, it's not expensive!

At least it could save Su Chen more than ten hours.

Unsurprisingly, the woman continued to be responsible for piloting the fighter jet.

From the Dodge Tomahawk to a private plane, to the F-22 fighter, it seemed there was nothing the woman couldn't operate. Spot an error? Visit the original post on M&VLEMPY&R.

With such outstanding capabilities, the woman could have easily been more than a qualified air force major; why bother doing this kind of work?

Money!

It's naturally for money.

Only money can make people do anything.

"I want to know, how much remuneration do you get for performing such a mission?" Su Chen couldn't help but gossip.

Because the woman was young, beautiful, and capable.

He wanted to know, what price made such a woman willing to do such things, how high the remuneration must be.

"It's an industry secret. But Lang Sha did tell me in advance, if you ask about it, to say it's half of the remuneration," the woman said while preparing the fighter for take-off.

"..."

Su Chen felt somewhat embarrassed. He hadn't expected Lang Sha to guess he would ask this question.

So how much is it, really?

Su Chen cleverly didn't continue to inquire.

Because even if he had asked, he might not get the answer he wanted.

In which case, it was better not to ask.

A fighter jet isn't as gentle as a small plane; taking off felt like having a train pushing from the rear.

In an instant, it shot towards the clear blue sky.

At the speed of the fighter, it would take roughly two hours to reach the destination.

This time, the woman did nothing else and just piloted the fighter seriously.

After all, the fighter was fast, and any minor mistake could lead to a catastrophic crash.

Su Chen looked at the woman's serious demeanor and couldn't help but look dazed.

This scene was all too familiar.

He remembered when he was on a mission in the past, he and Chu Feng captured a fighter jet, and it was Chu Feng piloting it.

Chu Feng, you must hold on.