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Chapter 136 The Commander Invites You

Inside the cockpit, looking at the scene on the ground, a slight sense of panic arose within me.

This is an air force base; ordinary people can't get in, let alone control an aircraft to get in.

"Aircraft, please respond. This is ground control. I will now guide you to your landing."

Please descend to an altitude of 100 meters, maintain your flight speed, and slowly fly over the base.

Please keep your eyes on Runway 3 as you fly overhead.

"receive."

Following the instructions of the control tower, Li Zhenhua obeyed the order and reduced the speed to 800 kilometers per hour, then passed over the base at a constant speed.

After he passed over the base, the control tower then gave him another order.

"Aircraft, listen up! Please land on runway number three now."

Upon hearing the command, Li Zhenhua awkwardly maneuvered the model airplane, circling once.

Having located the runway they had just identified, they controlled the model airplane to lower its altitude and rushed towards runway number three.

Under his control, the landing gear slowly extended from the fuselage of the model aircraft, and it began to land on runway number three.

Li Zhenhua was quite skilled at landing maneuvers; the reason, he learned from numerous crashes.

He practiced takeoff and landing in a virtual lab, so landing shouldn't be a problem for him.

Through his operation, the wings, which were just 75 degrees of sweep angle, now unfolded to a sweep angle of 20 degrees, and the wingspan expanded from 1.9 meters to 3.6 meters.

The act of unfolding the wings was so openly displayed to the eyes of many leaders at the air force base, and their gazes began to sharpen.

Then the aircraft's landing gear extended, and the solid tires rubbed against the runway, producing a lot of blue smoke.

A camouflage-colored drag chute opened and floated behind the plane, and all the spoilers of the model aircraft also opened one after another.

The model airplane's speed immediately decreased, and after a run of more than 600 meters, it finally came to a stop on runway number three.

Meanwhile, Commander Cui, who was on the control tower, was also drawn to the aircraft on the runway by the tower itself.

With a fuselage length of 3.5 meters, a wingspan of 3.6 meters, and a height of 40 centimeters, it has an exceptionally cool appearance.

"Hehe, this little thing, though small, is perfectly formed. Not only can the landing gear retract and extend, but..."

And then there's the drag chute, which is the most amazing thing, and the one I didn't expect, is that it even has variable-sweep wings!

"Interesting, really interesting! Haha, let's go down and take a look at this little thing."

Commander Cui was about to walk outside when a lieutenant behind him immediately stopped him.

"Commander, let's wait a bit. It would be better to send the bomb disposal team over first. Once the danger has been eliminated, it's more appropriate for you to go."

Commander Cui, who was already a major general, knew that forcing his way over at this point would only make things difficult for his subordinates, so he stopped and waited for their instructions.

Li Zhenhua successfully stopped the model airplane; he remained seated in the cockpit.

Looking at the screens around the cockpit, I saw scenes of the air force base and various fighter jets parked along the runway.

He hadn't waited long, maybe only thirty seconds, at which point he had lost all sense of time.

Two soldiers wearing riot gear and helmets, carrying tools, ran toward him.

Right under his gaze, the two soldiers gathered around him and began to examine him.

One soldier held a mine detector, scanning his model airplane up and down. Another soldier was checking the gaps in the model airplane.

Looking at the cautious soldiers, Li Zhenhua suddenly felt like laughing, as if he were watching two people put on a show.

But as soon as this feeling arose, he put it aside and instead felt admiration.

The two soldiers had no idea what they were about to face; it could be a bomb, and they could lose their lives in the next second.

But they still fearlessly stepped forward. Were they really fearless?

He knew the soldier must be nervous, but they still charged forward.

This also reminded him of the street interview videos he had seen on Kuaishou and Douyin, where the interviewees were all young people.

The question is simple: if war breaks out in Kyushu, would he go to the front lines without hesitation?

These young people all share the same attitude: they all choose to shout and cry while holding their guns and firing forward.

The two soldiers inspected the aircraft very carefully, checking every part of the fuselage before finally confirming that it was safe.

He looked at the two soldiers with some reverence and turned on the speakerphone button on the cockpit dashboard.

The two soldiers were focused on their inspection when the sound startled them.

"Don't worry, there are no explosives on this model airplane."

Then, as if by reflex, he first shouted behind him, and then fell to the side.

"Back off, all of you back off!"

But after waiting for a while, they didn't hear the explosion they expected, and only then did they remember what the sound they had just heard was.

It seemed like someone was talking to them, saying that there were no explosives on the model airplane.

One of the soldiers stood up, walked to the model airplane, looked at something that looked like a lens on the left side of the model airplane, and asked.

"You were speaking just now, weren't you? I don't think I misheard!"

Looking at the soldiers in front of him, and recalling what had just happened, he was filled with admiration.

"Yes, it's me speaking. I'm the pilot of this model airplane, and I'm probably a hundred or two hundred kilometers away from you right now. I don't know the exact distance."

Now that they finally understood what had just happened, the two soldiers checked the model airplane's safety again.

At this moment, the base commander, under the protection of several soldiers, came to the side of the model airplane and began to study the aircraft.

Moreover, Commander Cui has just learned that this thing has a walkie-talkie system, which allows the user to speak directly to the operator.

Commander Cui circled the model airplane a few times, and the first thing he looked at was the wing section, or rather, the variable sweep wing section.

"Your wing is quite unique; there aren't many aircraft in the world with open-edge swept wings."

What made you think of making a wing like this?

Commander Cui looked on with curiosity, very curious about the little thing in front of him, of course, it was a little thing compared to a real airplane.

The model airplane was already parked, but for Li Zhenhua, it wasn't yet appropriate for him to step out of the cockpit.

At this moment, inside the cockpit, on all five screens—up, left, right, front, and back—it was shown that people were casting curious glances at him.

He heard everything the person who had just asked the question clearly, and he focused his gaze on that person.

He saw a man in a crisp blue military uniform opposite him, and he could clearly see what was on the man's shoulder: a dark blue-gray epaulette with gold branches and a gold star.

He could only guess the other party's identity. The person in front of him was a general, a major general. He had never been so close to a general before.

Faced with the question from the major general in front of him, Li Zhenhua felt an urge to scratch his head; this was indeed a difficult question to answer.

How can you explain this? Are you suggesting that it was designed this way because they had the complete set of F-14 blueprints?

He couldn't say it like that, so he had no choice but to state what he considered to be the biggest reason.

"Uh, General, I only designed it this way because it's a variable sweep wing general; there's no other reason!"

Commander Cui burst into laughter upon hearing this. The reason given by the other party was indeed unexpected, yet also quite reasonable.

"Okay, you are indeed quite handsome. Just stay where you are. I've already sent someone to pick you up. We'll talk again when you arrive."

After finishing his sentence, Commander Cui turned and headed back towards the control tower. The few laps he'd made around the model airplane had already satisfied his curiosity.

He's not very interested in aircraft anymore; what he's most interested in is probably the people who designed and built them.

After hearing the general's words, what else could he say? He could only wait patiently, not knowing what kind of situation he was about to face.

She wondered if Grandpa Yan Hang would arrive in time to rescue her, and a sense of unease crept into her heart.

While Li Zhenhua was feeling uneasy, the reinforcements he had brought were also flying through the air.

But Yan Hang wasn't worried at all. He knew it was all a misunderstanding, and according to Li Zhenhua's description...

The thing he created, which we'll call a model airplane, was very advanced, possessing a speed that even the Raptors couldn't catch.

While he was anxiously waiting in the cockpit, he seemed to hear the roar of some machine.

He then looked toward the source of the sound and saw a small black dot appear on the horizon. The dot moved closer and closer, and the sound grew louder as it approached.

Gradually, the small black dot began to reveal its shape in his field of vision.

"Damn it, we're doomed this time, it's really bad."

They even sent out a helicopter to pick me up; they really went all out!

"Sigh, just wait and see!"

While he was talking to himself, the helicopter had already arrived above them.

While the helicopter pilot was observing the ground situation, he also discovered that the open space in the factory area was the most suitable place for helicopters to take off and land.

With a loud roar, the helicopter landed on an open space within the factory area.

The helicopter did not stop; instead, after landing, the captain consulted with the base about the next steps.

"Base, base, bird calling. Bird has reached its destination and requests further instructions."

Commander Cui had just returned to the control tower when a helicopter report came in.

"Hahaha," Commander Cui laughed at the many generals beside him.

"Looks like our helicopter is over there too."

After Commander Cui finished speaking, he issued another mission to the helicopter.

"Little bird, now that you've reached your destination, go to the gate of the Nine Provinces Divine Beasts and find the person who controls the remote control."

Be polite to him, and invite him over; I'll treat him to tea!

Upon receiving Commander Cui's next orders, all the members of the little bird disembarked from the plane together.

At this moment, there were seventeen paratroopers on board the Z-8 helicopter, all fully armed and ready to jump at any time.

(End of this chapter)