Chapter 791 Visitors to the Royal Air Force Base
RAF Brize Norton is the largest base of the Royal Air Force in the United Kingdom, located in Oxfordshire, northwest of London.
There are 5800 soldiers stationed at the base, equivalent to 15% of the total number of the Royal Air Force, in addition to 1200 contractors and 300 civilian employees.
A black Bugatti coupe slowly stopped in front of a sentry post dozens of kilometers outside the base.
Eric rolled down the window and showed the soldier his visitor's pass.
After successfully passing the sentry post, the coupe continued to drive towards the base.
Not long after, Vincent, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, saw a long runway in the distance.
"Dad, are we there yet?"
"That's almost it."
After passing two more checkpoints, the Bugatti coupe stopped in front of the runway.
A few minutes later, a military jeep drove over.
The driver of the jeep was a major, who got out and gave Eric a big hug.
Vincent always felt that he looked familiar, perhaps he had met him when he was a child.
After a hug, the major came to the coupe and looked at it carefully, "Eric, did you really buy Bugatti?"
Eric rolled his eyes. "Haven't you read any car magazines? Who else could that mysterious new British boss be but me?"
The major didn't look happy either. "I just returned home. I'm not as relaxed as you are."
He turned to look at Vincent, visibly startled.
"Vincent? Are you Vincent?"
Seeing his mouth open in surprise, Vincent finally remembered who the major in front of him was.
Hunter Ryan, a rich second-generation who was unwilling to inherit the family business and joined the army.
"Good afternoon, Uncle Hunter, I'm Vincent."
Hunter looked like he had seen a ghost. "Really? Are you sure you are Eric's son? He didn't pay you to play a prank on me?"
Vincent thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Hunter, you haven't found a girlfriend yet, right?"
Hunter's face darkened instantly.
"Also, uncle, I remember you told my dad that you would definitely get married before I grow up."
"Stop talking." Hunter raised his hand to cover his face. "It's only been a few years since we last met. How come you've grown so big?"
Eric laughed and hugged his neck, "Are you stupid? I have a good son!"
Hunter pushed him away roughly, "Get lost, do you still want to tour the base?"
Eric curled his lips, "The same thing again?
You are a major now, why are you still acting like a child? No wonder you haven't found a girlfriend in all these years."
He put his hand on Vincent's shoulder and boasted in a high voice: "Even my son has a girlfriend. If you don't want to be single for the rest of your life, you should quickly agree to the blind date arranged by your family."
Hunter didn't bother to pay attention to him and pulled Vincent towards the jeep.
"Your dad is a jerk, let's just leave him alone."
Eric wisely shut his mouth and quietly followed and sat in the back seat.
Hunter in the driver's seat glared at him, then started the jeep and turned around to drive deeper into the base.
"By the way, Vincent, which school are you attending now? Your father won't tell you."
"Hogwarts is not a very famous school."
"Hogg what?"
"HOGWARTS, Hogwarts."
"So it's Hogwarts. I thought it was Warthog."
Hunter, who was driving, talked a lot with Vincent, all about school matters.
“How are the teachers at your school?”
"Everything is fine, except that there is an old bachelor who always picks on us."
Hunter was offended again.
Vincent quickly explained, "I'm not hinting at you. The old bachelor I'm talking about always finds all kinds of reasons to deduct our points. Most of the students hate him."
Snape, who was far away at his home in Spinner's End, inexplicably felt a deep sense of malice, and his cold eyes immediately swept towards the empty house.
After listening to Vincent's explanation, Hunter's expression looked a little better.
"Is such a person qualified to be a teacher?"
Vincent sighed, "It can't be helped. Our school principal is a nice guy."
Dumbledore, who had just walked out of Hogwarts Castle, suddenly sneezed.
"How strange! I haven't had a cold for almost a century..."
He stood patiently at the gate, talking to himself, holding a large old wooden box inlaid with jewels.
Hunter was not interested in the nice headmaster Vincent was talking about. "By the way, your school is a boarding school, right? Is it far from London?"
"Over in Scotland, we have to take a train to get to school."
The straight-line distance is nearly 400 miles, and a train ride would take at least a dozen hours.
"How's your result? Still first?"
“Of course.” Vincent suddenly smiled, “But I’m tied for first place this year.”
Hunter was a little surprised. "Whose child is so capable? How could he tie with you for first place?"
"It's my girlfriend."
“……” Hunter was silent.
Vincent, this little kid...well, even if he doesn't look like a child, he was the one who grew up under his watch.
It's only been a few years since I last saw him, but he actually has a girlfriend, and she sounds pretty good.
"Sigh..." Hunter sighed silently, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the hangar.
Vincent was tactful and said nothing more.
His uncle Hunter is tall and handsome, and he is not an old driver like Kyle with bad habits. Besides, there are so many female officers in the army, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to find a girlfriend.
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He winked at Eric in the back seat, who hooked his finger at him.
The father and son started talking in whispers.
"Dad, what's going on with Uncle Hunter?"
“Why have you been single for more than ten years?”
"correct."
"He, it's because of him——"
With a creak, the jeep stopped in front of a hangar.
Vincent turned his head back calmly, "Uncle Hunter, are we there yet?"
Hunter didn't seem to notice that they were whispering, and nodded to the fully armed soldiers beside the door of hangar number 7, "Yes, we're here.
But before you go in, we have to check if you have any prohibited items on you."
After Wayne and his son got out of the car, two soldiers holding scanning devices immediately came forward to check.
"by!"
After successfully passing the inspection, the two, led by Hunter, walked into the hangar whose door slowly opened.
Rows of fighter jets were neatly arranged inside, including even a few active fighter jets of the Royal Air Force.
Hunter led the two men to a variable-sweep wing fighter.
"This is the Tornado fighter, which was jointly developed by our British Aerospace Company, the German Aerospace Center, and Panavia Aircraft, a company formed by Italy's Alenia Aircraft Company. It is an advanced multi-purpose fighter."
Multi-purpose means having six main mission capabilities: close air support and battlefield interdiction, deep interdiction, maritime target attack, interception, tactical reconnaissance, and air superiority.
Moreover, the Tornado can not only be used as a fighter, but also as a bomber after a simple modification.
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