Chapter 124: Clown's Tears (Part II)

The landing gear touched the ground heavily, and a spark came out, and the landing of the giant transport plane was much rougher than that of the passenger plane, Gu Tie grabbed the handle on the wall of the RV, and experienced the feeling of temporary weightlessness many times.

Chinese can't help but think of a little joke told by a friend in the civil aviation industry, many years ago a civil aviation plane transported 60 priceless breeding pigs, because the cargo owner did not specifically request the use of pressurized cargo hold, when the plane landed the ground staff opened the ordinary cargo hold door, a terrifying scene appeared: 59 breeding pigs have died, the surviving one unfortunately suffered from severe schizophrenia, no one knows what it experienced at 30,000 feet, - the pig is crazy.

The plane finally came to a stop on the dedicated runway of Genghis Khan International Airport in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia, one of the very few civilian airports in the whole of East Asia that can allow giant transport planes to take off and land, and is also Mongolia's shipping hub. Ten minutes later, the entire nose of the aircraft was slowly raised under the action of hydraulic tappets, directly exposing the wide fuselage cargo compartment, and two steel structure tracks automatically extended out of the cabin to meet the ground. The large aircraft was dedicated to vehicle transport, and in addition to the Glorious Circus RV, it was loaded with 60 luxury cars of various types, two container trucks, and the fuselage of a small aircraft. The giant passenger plane with a maximum load of more than 100 tons is breathtaking, Gu Tie sat in the car and waited for the staff to move the cars out one by one, while sighing: "I don't know why, I just like big mechanical products, giant planes, giant ships, giant submarines, giant tanks, and the products of the Red Soviet during the Cold War are the most to my liking...... If mechanical engineering had to evolve into an efficient, low-pollution, delicate and lovely route, wouldn't it lose the original beauty of metal, gears, lubricants and crankshafts?"

The bearded Bot sat in the driver's seat and turned around in agreement: "That's right! I am Russian, my grandfather was an employee of the Soviet Ruby Design Bureau, and 20 years ago, I had the good fortune to see the last 'Typhoon'-class ballistic missile nuclear submarine 'Shevelsthal' that was about to be dismantled in the port of Murmansk, and that was the real miracle! The 'Boreas'-class submarine that succeeded it is smaller, faster, more concealed, and has stronger endurance, but Russia's military soul is on a terrifying displacement of 26,500 tons!"

Eva shook her head and walked between the two men: "Bote, get ready to get off the plane, Gu Tie, don't talk yet, the newly worn mask is not a polymer molten mask, and the combination with the skin is not tight, it will be troublesome if it falls off:"

"Hmm......" Chinese nodded helplessly. Bot, the magician, was a very skillful fellow, and he glued himself to a resin mask with characteristics, and by the way, dyed his hair back to black. No longer having to wear colored contact lenses made Gu Tie feel very pleasant, and the feeling of being a Chinese made him relax physically and mentally all of a sudden, although the face in the mirror was a little unattractive, with single eyelids, small eyes, flat nose and big mouth, and at first glance he was a passerby who played soy sauce.

A Porsche sports car in front of him was removed by a forklift, and Bot started the RV and began to reverse slowly, and the steel needle was still inserted in the rearview mirror of the RV, and I don't know if it affected the vision. Under the guidance of the ground staff in orange uniforms at Genghis Khan International Airport, the sports car poured out of the cabin along the steel tracks, and Gu Tie sat in the co-pilot's seat and looked at the 70-meter wingspan, 20-meter-high fuselage and high cocked nose of the An-124 transport plane.

A customs officer in a blue uniform walked up to the driver's window, knocked on the glass, and said in English, "I need to check your entry permits, everyone's passports, circus qualifications, business licenses, and boarding the car, please cooperate with the customs, thank you." ā€

Hubot rolled down the window, handed over a thick stack of documents and certificates, and said with a smile: "Of course, we are a glorious circus from Poland, and we are here to participate in the 7th Mongolian Acrobatics Festival...... I can fill out the form, of course, without bothering you!"

The blue uniform with a stubby figure and ruddy cheeks hastily flipped through the documents, frowning: "It's right that there is this regulation, but I don't know why recently, I ask for more pressure on the airport customs inspection, and it's very troublesome, it......'s very troublesome."

Bot and Eva glanced at each other, and Xiao Lori squeezed to the window and smiled sweetly: "Uncle, we have to rush to the exhibition center to set up the tent, there are still a few pages of supporting documents here, you can take them and read them slowly." She stretched out her little hand and handed over a stack of colorful pieces of paper, which were euro bills in denominations of twenty to fifty dollars. Despite being tormented by the European debt crisis, the currency hardness of the EU currency is still much stronger than that of the Mongolian currency tugrik, and the staff took the banknote without any hesitation, smoothly put it into the pocket of the coat, and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay, since the procedures are complete, then of course you can let go, turn right ahead and pass the inspection post, and then you can reach the city through the overpass on the highway." Good luck, acrobats from Poland!" he handed his papers back to Bot and exchanged a tacit glance with the driver.

The RV honked twice and drove along the indication line on the ground to the inspection post, and Gu Tie commented: "Corruption is the deepest evil in Asian countries. ...... It is also the most fair and just social norm, if everything can be measured by money, the values will be normal, and the society will be stable, which is good. ā€

The little white-faced George was lying next to the driver's cab door and looked out curiously, "Boss, do you see that there is something wrong with the inspection post? ā€

The Chinese looked at the small blue-and-white two-story building, where the checkpoint with customs and police badges was heavily surrounded by barbed wire, leaving a small passage for one vehicle only, and a group of soldiers in green training uniforms stood on both sides of the barbed wire fence with guns, checking the vehicles one after another. This is certainly not a good sign, "Is the Glorious Circus often treated with such courtesy?Has it been found to be carrying contraband, such as submachine guns?"

Little Lori's face was gloomy: "George, go and wake up Terry, it's time for him to play." ā€

"Yes!"

The energetic little white face ran to the rear compartment with a smoke and faithfully carried out the leader's task with a baseball bat. "Wow!" the sleeper screamed, "I'm about to take off the maid's panties at a critical moment, why don't you wake me up at this time!"

"Look at what's ahead and give you a minute. Eva pointed ahead and ordered.

Terry rubbed his eyes to see the heavily guarded checkpoint, "Okay. Thirty seconds was enough, and as soon as the car in front of me passed, I started. ā€

Gu Tie was trying to find a way to connect to the quantum network at this time. Mongolia is a relatively conservative country, having voted by a show of hands a few years ago to reject the $1.5 billion interest-free loan offered by GTC and its accompanying demand for quantum networking, and is still in the less committed IPU camp. Of course, the Polish mobile phone has long been unusable, and he can't find the Wifi signal of the quantum network, Gu Tie feels a little blind, -- should he really implant a satellite dish in his head? Without the power of the network to rely on, his self-confidence will be reduced by at least half.

An old Cadillac sedan at the front of the line passed the inspection, refueled and drove away, and the soldiers in steel helmets waved at the RV and signaled to come for inspection. Bot took up gear and slowly drove towards the checkpoint, and Terry threw himself on the table with a thud and closed his eyes.

-- He's connecting to a quantum network. Gu Tie was keenly aware of this immediately.

It didn't take thirty seconds at all. Fifteen seconds later, there was a sudden explosion in the window on the west side of the two-story building, "Boom!" Red and white flames broke out of the window, turned into black smoke and rolled upward, every window of the small building was shattered, and a heavy rain of glass shards fell. At the same time, the sound of thumping assault rifle fire came from a few hundred meters away, and judging by the direction of the sound, it should have been a surprise attack from outside the airfield. The soldiers immediately formed battle formations, covered each other, and fired back fiercely, and one officer-like man shouted something, signaling the RV to drive away immediately, so as not to be accidentally injured by both sides of the firefight.

Tires run over yellow bullet casings, red-painted glorious circus prop RVs swagger through the middle of the chaotic battlefield, engines accelerating, swerving into high speeds, leaving behind the chaotic customs checkpoints at Genghis Khan International Airport.

"Well done, Terry. Little Lori, who was lying between Bot and Gu Tie, turned around and raised her thumb.

In the RV compartment, the clown looked up from the table and showed a faint smile: "It's nothing. Can I continue playing?"

"Of course. Eva said with a gentle expression.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to talk to you. Gu Tie stood up and walked towards the carriage, closed the door with his backhand by the way, pulled out the stool and sat next to Terry, "Are you using a satellite signal? You can also log in to the quantum network by implanting a chip? You are also the permission holder of the 'Genesis'?"

Terry looked confused, "yes, yes, isn't everyone like that?"

The Chinese stared viciously at each other's amber eyes: "How did you transform the implanted chip? Where did the authority come from? Tell me honestly! Don't lie!"

The clown was obviously frightened, leaned back to avoid Gu Tie's question: "I, I don't know ......"

Little Lori pushed open the door and rushed in, exclaiming, "Don't do this to him!

"Think clearly, tell me the truth!" Gu Tie reached out and grabbed Terry's thin shoulder and shook it. Before that, he thought that he was the only person who could transform the implanted chip and dig out the networking function, and the huge quantum network timing he had was the biggest secret in his life, but he didn't expect that the man in front of him actually had exactly the same power as him, how could this make Gu Tie not be surprised?

The clown shook his head weakly, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye: "I—I don't know ......"