When he was tied up, the pilot was still confused.

Then he was thrown into the corner behind the cockpit, unable to move.

In front of him, there was a man and a woman, who looked very young and both had Chinese faces.

"Your method is too risky. Fortunately, it succeeded in the end... What if only the last fighter comes to chase you? At that time, facing so many fighters, what will you do?"

Yan Yiran frowned as he looked at Yan Zhiyu who was searching in the cockpit. He remembered the scene where she was chased by a fighter plane just now and still felt a little scared.

However, the other party didn't care at all and said, "Then just run! With the reagent, they will definitely kill me and bomb me directly. Besides, I think this type of fighter is very fast, so I will definitely be able to escape then."

Yan Yiran was about to say, how could a person run faster than an airplane? This is simply nonsense!

But after taking a look at Yan Zhiyu's confident expression, he fell silent again.

Others certainly may.

But what Yan Zhiyu said seemed...really possible?

At this time, Yan Zhiyu had already found the toolbox and said, "I'll repair the plane first."

Yan Yiran: "...Do you still know how to do this?"

Yan Zhiyu nodded, without further explanation, and left the cockpit carrying the toolbox.

Looking at her back, Yan Yiran felt himself become numb.

Yan Zhiyu is now completely the same as before, like a blue robot cat who can always take out unexpected surprises from her pocket.

Not long after, Yan Zhiyu came back and winked at Yan Yiran.

“Done!”

Yan Yiran was about to speak when he suddenly heard a hard voice in Chinese from behind.

"You can actually repair a fighter plane? And you actually repaired it?"

They both turned around and looked at the surprised pilot.

"Yo, you can speak Chinese?"

The pilot did not explain.

Miriken looked down on other countries, but considered China to be its strongest opponent. Therefore, these elites from the military could speak some Chinese.

I have to say that Chinese is really too difficult to learn......

The pilot shuddered as he recalled the fear of being dubbed in Chinese.

He shook his head quickly to dispel the terrible feeling, raised his eyes to look at Yan Zhiyu, and said contemptuously: "Even if you fix the plane, so what? Can you still drive it away? Haha... Our people will find that I have been left behind for too long, they will definitely come back to find me!"

Yan Zhiyu raised her eyebrows: "What if we can open it?"

The pilot's eyes fell on Yan Yiran.

Anyone can fly a fighter plane. It is much more complicated than an ordinary airplane and requires years of professional training before one can fly it alone. The researcher in front of him looked thin and weak, and he didn't look like he could do these things at all.

As for that woman, it's even more possible!

"If you can drive, I will recognize you Chinese as my ancestors!"

Seeing Yan Zhiyu sitting in the driver's seat and trying to touch the switches after he finished speaking, the pilot's expression became even more disdainful.

This woman actually wants to be happy? It's so funny!

With such a complicated operating interface, she probably doesn't even know where the engine button is, right?

"Bang!"

The pilot's eyes widened as the fighter plane suddenly roared.

Is it really started?

놊놊놊, this must be just a coincidence! Even if the engine is started, it is still impossible to drive successfully——

Yan Zhiyu pulled the joystick, and the fighter plane slowly took off and flew into the sky!

Then she turned around and grinned.

"Did you see it? Good grandson!"

At this moment, the pilots were stunned, and they all thought about what happened to them because of the failed bet.

Oh my god, this must be his hallucination, right?

This Chinese woman whom he admired not only successfully flew a fighter plane, but also became more and more skilled in flying it, even comparable to him who had rich flying experience!

Recalling the conversation between the two people in front of him just now, a strange idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be that the fighter plane's failure was not accidental but man-made? Was it destroyed by the two Chinese who tried to rob the fighter plane?

But...

How could a fighter jet be destroyed with human power alone? How much power would it take? Moreover, it would require precise control to force the plane to land without destroying it.

Is a person who can do this still a human being?

It's possible...it's absolutely possible!

While the pilot was in confusion, Yan Yiran had already recovered from his shock.

Although Yan Zhiyu had told him the plan long ago, he still couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the fighter plane really take off.

"What should we do next?"

Yan Zhiyu stared at the sky ahead and said in a very calm tone: "Fly back to China."

Yan Yiran: “?”

He thought Yan Zhiyu just wanted to fly a fighter plane away from this dangerous area and land in a recognizable location. Unexpectedly, she actually wanted to fly a fighter plane directly back to China!

This is crazy!

But along the way, every time Yan Zhiyu's crazy idea was finally realized...

"This fighter has enough fuel and a navigation system. Next, it's just a matter of finding the flight route and landing."

"After all, we are going to cross the border directly, and there are fighter jets from the country of Miraken. There is a high probability that they will be regarded as enemy aircraft by the Chinese side, so we need to contact them in advance..."

As he was speaking, a burst of rapid explosions suddenly sounded behind him.

놆The rest of those fighter planes!

Their target is clear, it is the fighter plane they are in! The Miriken Kingdom has already discovered it!

Yan Zhiyu frowned.

"I have already broken the position of this fighter, why is it chasing me? However, since it has come——"

As she spoke, she pursed her lips.

"Then let's fight! Let's see if the fighter planes driven by us Chinese can break through the encirclement of these Mirikans!"