Su Lin transmigrates to the 1990s, where his father passed away and his mother remarried.
He becomes the headmaster of Lanxiang Technical School, activating the strongest military-industrial ...
The J-20 pilots in the Eastern Military District had not received any operating manuals for the vectoring engines.
And training programs.
"Commander Yuan, I've already given you this nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, and you still think I'm stingy?"
"Hehehe!!! That's true! But we're all sharing technology for the sake of peace in China!"
"Report!!! J-20C fighter jet meets landing requirements, requesting instructions!"
The driver's report interrupted Su Lin's conversation with Commander Yuan.
"Once this succeeds, I'll settle accounts with Old Wang properly. How come I was the only one kept in the dark!"
"Calling J-20C formation leader, this landing must succeed, failure is not an option."
How do you need our cooperation?
"Received!!! I will definitely complete the task. Just draw a circle to locate me!!!"
"Location? Forget about location tracking. The deck is so big. As long as you land safely, Commander Wang will give you a first-class merit."
"My Eastern Military District will apply for it for you!"
Upon hearing the first-class merit award, the captain of the J-20C fighter jet formation became immediately excited.
"Commander Yuan, since we're going to do a vertical descent, we should do it with style. Please provide a positioning point with a radius of 10 meters!"
A radius of 10 meters?
The J-20 fighter jet is designed to be 20 meters long, so wouldn't that mean there's no error of even one meter?
"Good! Maintain good flight attitude, I will give the order immediately!"
Under Commander Yuan's orders, a shipboard soldier, carrying a brush and a bucket of paint,
We arrived on the deck.
Captain Justin, on the other side, was holding binoculars.
Everyone was completely baffled. What were they planning to do now?