Shu Province, Chengdu City, Airport Garden.
It was located less than two kilometers south of Chengdu Airport. It was the best place to watch planes take off and land.
Every day, countless photographers would gather here, carrying long guns and short cannons, taking pictures of all kinds of planes. Small groups like them with special hobbies were commonly known as flying friends.
At that moment, an A320 flew over five sides and landed on the runway of Chengdu Airport with a deafening roar.
A young friend took the opportunity to take pictures of the A320 excitedly.
A few old friends laughed when they saw this scene.
"Hey, you brat, I can tell that you haven't seen the world. What's there to shoot at 320?”
"When a newcomer gets excited about everything, just let him film.”
"Speaking of which, I heard that Chengdu has opened another international flight. I reckon we can take a lot of big planes.”
"A big plane? I'll be satisfied if I can get a boeing 747.”
Hearing the conversation of his old friends, the young friend raised his head and asked curiously.
"Are there very few 747s?"
"It's not a small number, but it's definitely not a lot. There are more than ten civil aviation companies in the country, adding up to a total of 28. If you're lucky, you'll be able to get it when you fly to Rong City.”
The young friend nodded and continued asking.
"What about the A380? I want to shoot the A380!”
The so-called A380, or the full name of the A380, was a four-engine, 525-seat large double-decker passenger plane.
Because of its huge size and load capacity, it was nicknamed the civil aviation giant by its flying friends.
When they heard that their young friend wanted to bid for the A380, the old friends laughed again.
"Kid, there are less than five A380s in our country. What a coincidence, none of them are flying to Rong City.”
Hearing that he couldn't take a picture of the A380 in Chengdu, the young friend was slightly disappointed. He turned his head and continued to fiddle with his camera.
These flying friends all had a common hobby.
That was to collect photos of various models. The rarer, the better.
The young friend was the same, but he had just started this hobby, and his cameras were all brand new.
Up until now, they had only filmed A320, Boeing 737, and other common models in civil aviation. They had never filmed a large passenger plane like the 747, let alone the A380, which was known as the giant in the sky.
Seeing the disappointed young friend, an old friend patted his shoulder and comforted him.
"It's said that newcomers are lucky. Don't be discouraged. What if there's some strange international flight flying to Chengdu today?”
The young friend chuckled, obviously not taking luck seriously. He took the binoculars and looked at the distant sky.
He didn't expect a 747 or 380. A 777 or 330 would be good too.
However, just as the young pilot was searching the distant sky with his binoculars, a familiar aircraft appeared in his field of vision.
Having seen countless pictures and videos, the young flying friend immediately determined that this plane was a boeing 747 that he had never photographed before.
Seeing this scene, the young flying friend was extremely excited and hurriedly shouted.
"Brothers, stop chatting. Grab your weapons. 747 is here.”
Hearing the excited voice of the young friend, the few old friends were unmoved. After all, they had already bid for 747, so it was not strange.
However, a few minutes later, the young friend shouted again.
"F * ck, A380, it's a giant A380. The giant has also come to Chengdu.”
Upon hearing this, an old friend finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He stood up from the grass patch, patted the grass off his butt, and smiled at his companions.
"Hehe, I still need an angle shot for the A380. Brothers, take a rest. I'll be right back.”
A few minutes later, the young friend shouted excitedly again.
"D * mn, I've seen this plane on a video before. What's it called…Ah, yes, it's called C17. That's right, it's definitely C17.”
Hearing the code name of the C17 model, the few old flying friends who were still sitting on the lawn and bragging finally couldn't sit still anymore. As if there was a spring under their buttocks, they jumped up and ran towards their own equipment.
As they ran, they discussed loudly.
"Old Zhang, what's going on today? Why are there so many planes landing in Chengdu?”
"I don't know. I looked at the flight schedule yesterday and there were no such planes.”
"There's no need to guess. It must be an international flight that was added at the last minute today. With so many of them, it's most likely a state visit.”
"Oh my, even the Global Overlord C17 is here. I remember the last time C17 landed in Chengdu was five years ago.”
"Yes, back then, the big dog bought our Dragon Country's second-generation drone and sent a C17 to pull parts..."
At this moment, another old friend put away his binoculars and looked at his companions in surprise.
"Four came this time!"
With the intense shutter sound, the discussion among the few fans became more and more heated.
"Oh my god, there are three A380s, three 747s, and four Global Overlord C17s. What's going on?”
"I haven't heard of it. Such a big thing has long been on the news.”
"Look, the first C17 has stopped. Holy shit, what are they pulling in the cargo hold? Did they use the Globemaster to pull the gangway?”
The gangway car, also known as the stairway car, was a ground service vehicle that carried a lifting gangway for passengers to board and board passenger planes.
He didn't expect that this huge fleet of ten would actually have their own accommodation ladder.
All the major airport ground crews were equipped with this kind of thing. Who would bring it themselves if they had too much money?
In their eyes, using the Global Overlord to pull the ladder was the same as using the Rolls-Royce Phantom to pull goods.
At this moment, an old friend saw the ladder car slowly exiting the C17 warehouse. This scene was very familiar to him.
It seemed that six years ago, when the king of the big dog family came to visit the Dragon Country, he did the same thing.
This was…It couldn't be some prince from a filthy rich family, right?
Are you tired of eating chicken rice from the Camel Kingdom? Want to come to Chengdu for hotpot?
He was still itching to play mahjong in a small teahouse in Chengdu.
(This year's economic situation is not good, so I won't. I'll be thick-skinned and ask for a wave of free flower evaluation votes. Thank you, everyone.)）
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