tkworld Chapter 315 Tanks Deployed to Village Committee, 3 Yuan for a Wheelchair
Chapter 315 Tanks Deployed to Village Committee, 3 Yuan for a Wheelchair
"My God! What is that thing?"
"A helicopter! A military helicopter!"
"What's Chenzi up to this time? Did he buy an airplane?"
The enormous roar and gale-force winds brought by the helicopter were like a bomb dropped into a calm lake, instantly waking up the entire Jiangjia Village.
Villagers working in the fields threw down their hoes, those eating breakfast at home threw down their bowls and chopsticks, and even the old men playing chess under the big tree at the village entrance flipped over their chessboards and flocked towards the village committee compound.
In less than ten minutes, the village committee compound was surrounded by layers of people.
Everyone craned their necks, pointing and whispering among themselves at the special container that stood silently in the center of the open space, like a giant, silent beast.
The container was made entirely of thick alloy and coated with a matte anti-radar coating. It was printed with a string of English letters and numbers that no one could understand, giving it a mysterious and oppressive feel that seemed straight out of a science fiction movie.
Wang Dagou, along with several security guards, set up a cordon around the area. He himself, like a curious child, circled the metal lump several times, even reaching out to tap it.
"Clang! Clang!"
The deep, resonant echo proved just how solid the materials used in this thing were.
"Good heavens... this sheet metal is even thicker than the doors of our bulletproof G-Class!" Wang Dagou exclaimed in amazement.
Just as the villagers' curiosity was reaching its peak, Jiang Chen and Su Qing, along with Jiang Wanshan who was using a cane, slowly walked in from outside the crowd.
"Make way, make way!"
The villagers automatically parted to make way for each other.
Jiang Chen walked to the container and took out a cool-looking black remote control from his pocket, which looked similar to a car remote key.
Under the curious gaze of the entire village, he gently pressed the red button in the middle.
"laugh--"
A slight hissing sound of hydraulic pressure escaping was heard.
next second!
"Click! Click! Click! Click!"
Four crisp clicks of mechanisms snapping open rang out almost simultaneously!
The four doors of that huge special cargo container, like those of a Transformer, suddenly sprang open and closed with a series of precise mechanical sounds, transforming into a cross-shaped metal platform!
The morning light poured down in an instant!
A super mobility vehicle, with an extremely exaggerated and cool design that takes your breath away, was quietly parked in the center of the platform. It was displayed in front of everyone without any warning!
At that moment, the entire venue fell into dead silence!
Everyone's breath stopped at that moment!
The so-called "transportation vehicle" was covered in a layer of matte armor that was darker than the night, and was full of cold, muscular lines.
The cockpit is made of a single, massive piece of brown bulletproof glass, giving it a futuristic feel.
What lies beneath the cockpit are not wheels at all, but two all-terrain tracks made of carbon fiber and high-strength alloy!
At the front of the vehicle, there were even two high-brightness searchlights, each larger than a human head, hanging side by side, flashing with a cold silver light.
This...this isn't a wheelchair at all!
This is clearly a miniature version of a single-soldier land tank that came straight out of a science fiction movie!
"I...I'm fucking..."
In the crowd, someone uttered a curse word filled with shock and awe.
Everyone's jaws seemed to have dislocated, slamming simultaneously onto their feet.
Wang Dagou was completely dumbfounded. He stood there with his mouth agape, circling the grotesque iron lump three more times, muttering to himself.
"This...this thing...if we drive it out there, it might just smash that beat-up jeep at the town's police station to pieces, right?"
Just as the entire village was immersed in the shock of this extreme violent aesthetic, unable to extricate themselves.
A loud, angry shout shattered the silence.
"Jiang Chen! You little bastard!"
Jiang Wanshan, leaning on his cane, was trembling with anger, his old face flushed red.
"I told you to buy a wheelchair! You bought me a tank?!"
"What are you trying to do? Huh? Are you trying to drive this thing and bombard the county government building?"
"What a spendthrift! What a spendthrift!"
The old man was furious. He raised his cane, intending to strike Jiang Chen.
He had lived a frugal life, even haggling over the price of a scallion; he had never seen anything like this before.
You buy a vehicle for transportation, and they airlift it to you by military helicopter?
This isn't just wasting money, it's burning through it! It's burning through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, causing him pain!
"Grandpa, Grandpa, please calm down."
Jiang Chen wasn't angry, nor did he try to dodge; he still wore that calm and collected smile on his face.
He stepped forward and, half-coaxing and half-carrying, helped the old man up.
"This thing looks scary, but it's just a mobility scooter. Why don't you go in and try it out? You'll see."
Without saying a word, Jiang Chen pressed a button on the side of the cockpit.
"laugh--"
The massive bulletproof glass hatch rose silently upwards, like a seagull spreading its wings.
Jiang Chen half-supported, half-carried Jiang Wanshan, who was still angry, and carefully helped him into the luxurious cabin.
The moment Old Master Jiang's buttocks touched that soft, cloud-like airline leather seat.
"Buzz—"
The cabin door closes automatically, completely isolating the cabin from all the noise and heat of the outside world.
A refreshing breeze, carrying a faint scent of grass and trees, blew out from all directions, instantly taking away all the heat from the old man's body.
Immediately afterwards, a slight vibration came from the seat beneath him.
Several massage modules hidden under the skin began to knead his stiff back, which had become stiff from years of labor, with an extremely professional and just-right frequency.
A warm current flowed up my spine and spread throughout my body.
Old Master Jiang's brows, which had been furrowed with anger, instantly relaxed.
Before he could react, a tingling, warm sensation came from his knee.
Two gentle infrared therapy beams were precisely directed at his swollen knees, combined with high-frequency electromagnetic pulses, creating an indescribable sense of comfort that almost made him cry out on the spot.
"This...this thing..."
Jiang Wanshan was still muttering to himself, but the expression on his face completely betrayed him.
It was an expression of extreme enjoyment, a blissful ecstasy.
Jiang Chen watched his grandfather's reaction through the bulletproof glass from outside, and then smiled as he pressed the communication button.
"Grandpa, how are you feeling?"
"Hmph! It's just... so-so!" Jiang Wanshan said stubbornly, but his body betrayed him by leaning back and finding a more comfortable position.
Jiang Chen smiled and pointed to the omnidirectional joystick on the old man's right, which looked similar to a game console controller.
"Try that joystick. Push it forward to move forward, and pull it back to move backward. It's very simple."
Jiang Wanshan gripped the excellent-feeling joystick with some skepticism.
He imitated Jiang Chen and tentatively pushed forward gently.
"Waaah—"
Outside the cockpit, the two tracks started up silently with a slight electrical hum.
The entire vehicle moved forward one meter without the slightest sway, like a piece of butter sliding on ice, as steady as flat ground.
"Ouch!"
Jiang Wanshan was amazed by the smooth, silky driving experience.
This is a hundred times more stable than the old Santana that the village chief used to drive!
Those villagers who had previously advised Jiang Chen to save money and thought he was too wasteful now looked at the old man in the cockpit enjoying himself with a mixture of resentment and envy.
"My goodness, this isn't a wheelchair, it's practically a mobile emperor's throne!"
"The old man is really going to be happy now; he can drive out for a stroll even in heavy rain!"
"Three million... just to make the old man more comfortable, Chenzi's filial piety is truly admirable!"
Inside the cockpit, Jiang Wanshan was having a blast.
His anger over the "spendthrift" had long been swept away by this unparalleled comfortable experience.
At that moment, he was like a playful old man who had just received the latest game console, his face filled with excitement and wonder.
He didn't care what the outsiders thought. He pushed the joystick and started walking back and forth in the village committee courtyard, familiarizing himself with the operation.
"No! This isn't enough!"
After driving around for a couple of hours, Jiang Wanshan stopped the car, still wanting more, and pressed the communication button.
He gave Jiang Chen outside his car his first instruction as the "car owner".
"Chenzi! Let's go to the back mountain! I want to drive this thing around the construction site for a bit!"