What Commander Meng Haotian said makes sense. A fighter jet is not cheap. If we lose an aircraft for no reason, we will not be able to explain to the country.
Feng Yuxing couldn't come up with any topic to refute Commander Meng Haotian. He could only look at the fighter jets that stopped in the distance, with a drool on the corner of his mouth.
Political Commissar Zhan Nong'an wanted to laugh when he saw Feng Yuxing's behavior.
Pilots are unlike other soldiers. For a remarkable pilot, their life is inextricably linked to the fighter they control, becoming one and the same. The aircraft is not just a tool for combat; it's part of their soul.
His feelings for this plane are deep and complex, and that profound bond makes it difficult for him to let go. Whenever he thinks of it, his heart surges with emotion, and he can't forget those glorious moments of flying the fighter plane into the sky.
"Commander, Political Commissar, how about you step aside for an hour or so and satisfy your urge to be an 'air warrior'?" Feng Yuxing's eyes were filled with longing as he spoke.
"It's been a few years, and you don't even recognize the switch buttons on the fighter plane!" Meng Haotian raised his question.
"Look at what you said! If I can't even remember this, then can I still be called a top-class pilot?" Feng Yuxing said with a "tsk~" sound.
"That won't work! You know how much it costs to fly for an hour!"
Of course, Meng Haotian was looking for an excuse to prevent Feng Yuxing from playing with the fighter jet. He was worried about Feng Yuxing's amnesia, and also because he hadn't driven it for several years, he wondered if there would be any mistakes.
Feng Yuxing is no longer a pilot at the base. If something happens to him, it will be a big deal.
"Commander Meng, you are destroying the bridge after crossing it, do you know that? As soon as I saw the fighter plane, I felt itchy in my heart. I just want to play with it and satisfy my desire!" Feng Yuxing acted like a rogue.
You have to know that before Feng Yuxing retired, the pilots of the base had to rely on Feng Yuxing to maintain their reputation. No matter whether it was a performance or a confrontation, Feng Yuxing could not find any opponent.
"Yuxing, your method is not very good. Is Commander Meng such a person? Commander Meng is worried about your safety, do you know?" Political Commissar Zhan Nong'an said with a smile.
"Political Commissar! I think Commander Meng is just that kind of person. Don't you two think about this? I haven't flown in a few years. Those pilots who have been training all the time, seeing my heroic figure, aren't you ashamed? If you don't work hard to improve your skills in the future, I don't think you want to help those pilots in service to improve!"
Feng Yuxing didn't hide his intentions at all, directly resorting to provocation. Facing the commander and political commissar, two experienced and shrewd old foxes, they naturally saw through Feng Yuxing's hidden meaning—this was a clearly provocative tactic.
However, even though the cunning fox would cleverly avoid the sharp edge, Feng Yuxing's words hit the most painful spot in the commander and political commissar's hearts.
This strategy is undoubtedly correct because it invisibly inspires the commander's desire to train pilots like Feng Yuxing.
"Yuxing, your method of provoking me is too weak. If you want to fly for a while in the future, you have to find a more clever way!" Political Commissar Zhan Nong'an said while looking at Feng Yuxing with a smile.
"Political Commissar Zhan, there's no way you could find a trick to trick Commander Meng. I'm just trying to help him review his past and gain new insights!"
Feng Yuxing borrowed the words of Political Commissar Zhan Nong'an to help Commander Meng Haotian.
"Then you can't drive for so long! An hour is too dangerous for you!" Meng Haotian was still tempted.
Because he also wanted these new pilots to see some special fighter jet techniques of the former top-class pilot Feng Yuxing.
"Commander Meng, your words reveal your narrow-mindedness. You're so stingy when it comes to training pilots. I haven't flown in years, so I'll have to spend ten minutes warming up!"
Feng Yuxing said happily when he knew Meng Haotian agreed.
"Well, political commissar, is this okay?" Meng Haotian looked at political commissar Meng Haotian and said hesitantly.
"You decide what to do. What objection can I have?" Political Commissar Zhan Nong'an also agreed.
"You can only fly within the airspace of Yinhai Province. You can't leave this airspace. Do you understand?" Meng Haotian thought it didn't matter if Feng Yuxing flew for a while. After all, they were not allowed to fly anywhere else! "Political Commissar, go find a flight suit for this kid!"
"Commander, no need. I still have those I had before! I brought them!" Feng Yuxing said as he patted his backpack.
"So you're just bored and come here to have some fun!" Meng Haotian felt a little cheated.
"Commander Meng, what you said is too bad. I came to the base to play, so I have to give these air warriors some benefits! It won't be a waste of my use of your fighter planes!"
Feng Yuxing came up with his high-sounding excuse, leaving Meng Haotian speechless for a moment.
It was Feng Yuxing’s amazing work this time that almost caused a major incident!
There was no other way. He had already promised Feng Yuxing, and a base commander couldn't go back on his word! Plus, he really wanted some of the base's new pilots to observe Feng Yuxing's combat flying skills.
Meng Haotian deliberately asked Feng Yuxing to board the JH-20 aircraft that he had flown before, so that they would be more compatible and there would be no need to adjust to the fighter plane.
It was an exciting moment, after all, it was a performance by a former ace fighter pilot.
"Monitoring the Sky" quickly attracted a large number of pilots, especially new fighter pilots. Of course, thanks to the word of mouth from old acquaintances, these new pilots developed a strong interest in watching.
Feng Yuxing changed into his flight suit and slowly approached his former partner. He was extremely excited, and his heart was surging.
With tears in his eyes, he walked step by step towards his former companion. After arriving, he gently stroked the JH-20 fighter jet that was once his blood relative.
He quickly boarded his old JH-20, and his movements were still as skillful as before, not at all inferior to those in the past.
Someone from "Sky Monitoring" introduced the wind and air flight performance for those watching.
A clear female voice rang out:
All the "air warriors" are now boarding the JH-20 fighter jet. Everyone can see that his movements are very smooth, without any lag, even though he has not flown a fighter jet for four years.
Of course, there is a reason for this. This JH-20 fighter jet was originally his vehicle.
He once single-handedly chased off three F-22M fighter jets from the United States twice, and in the mid-air dogfight, he could only rely on dangerous maneuvers between the fighters because he could not use firearms.
He successfully forced three F-22Ms into a minefield by himself, and they were hit by mines. Of course, he was also hit! He did not accept Commander Meng's order to parachute;
Despite being seriously injured, he was unwilling to parachute to escape, but his fuel was almost exhausted, so he had no choice but to return in a straight line, crossing the minefield at a very fast speed, and brought back the JH-20 fighter jet that he regarded as his life;
Because of his extreme combat, JH-20 fighter engineers obtained valuable fighter performance data! Please remember his name: Falcon Eagle!
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