Did he trick the young marshal into becoming sworn brothers and then go south to Huangpu Military Ac

"Now, it's time to test if you're men with balls! Is there anyone brave enough to climb onto this steel beast and actually take a flight in the sky?!"

As soon as Landis spoke, the previously spirited group of students fell into an eerie silence.

The eager eyes of hundreds of trainees dimmed upon seeing the fighter jets, and everyone instinctively hesitated.

They retreated not because they were afraid of dying.

These young people who dared to apply to flight school in this era all have a patriotic spirit flowing in their veins.

The real reason they hesitated was because these planes were simply too valuable!

The students all knew that the fifty fighter jets were a treasure that the headquarters had emptied its coffers of, and that Vice Principal Lin had personally funded to bring back from overseas at great expense.

In a country that can't even manufacture rifles properly, an original imported American fighter jet is a priceless treasure!

Even more critically, they knew that foreign countries used two-seat primary trainer aircraft with dual control systems to train novice pilots.

The trainees fly in front, while experienced instructors sit in the back. If a trainee makes a mistake, the instructor can immediately take over control and avert disaster.

But where did the training aircraft come from at base camp?!

Parked on the runway were all single-seat fighter jets!

Once you climb into the cramped cockpit, push the throttle, and are airborne, you're on your own.

Any operational error could result in the loss of life and the destruction of the priceless fighter jet!

No one can bear the blame for breaking our precious little darling!

Landis frowned as he looked at the silent crowd.

He angrily ripped the cigar from his mouth, turned to look at Lin Qi, sighed, and complained:

"Boss, it seems these students are too timid. The sky belongs to the mad and the brave. They don't even have the courage to take the first step. I'm afraid they will never amount to anything."

Hearing Landis's complaint, Lin Qi didn't get angry; instead, he burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! Landis, you're wrong. They're not cowardly; they just understand the value of these planes all too well. It's a difference in national circumstances."

Lin Qi laughed as he casually took off his overcoat and tossed it to his adjutant beside him.

He was wearing a white shirt and strode towards the lead aircraft on the runway.

"Since everyone has concerns, then fine!"

Lin Qi's voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire airport.

"I'm practically a student at this flight school myself, so I'll set an example for you all on this first flight!"

These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly causing an uproar among the students!

"Vice Principal Lin?! This won't do!"

"Vice Principal, a daughter shouldn't sit under a dangerous roof! You are the pillar of this stronghold, how can you risk your life like this!"

"That's too dangerous! This is a single-seat fighter jet!"

The trainees were shocked and tried to dissuade him.

In their eyes, although Lin Qi was omnipotent, he was, after all, a technician. How could he drive such a killing machine without training?

This is simply playing with the fate of our base!

However, Lin Qi completely ignored the gasps of the crowd. With agile movements, he stepped on the anti-slip pedals on the wing and jumped into the narrow cockpit.

A hillside a few hundred meters from the runway.

The third young lady of the Song family, dressed in a well-fitting Western-style dress, secretly observed every move in the airport with a pair of high-powered German-made binoculars.

Ever since she met Lin Qi in Shanghai, this haughty socialite from the Song family has become infatuated with him to the point of near obsession.

Knowing that Lin Qi had been living and eating at the flight school recently, she would often sneak off to the desolate mountains under the pretext of relaxing, just to catch a glimpse of this man from afar.

When she clearly saw through the binoculars that Lin Qi had taken off his coat and climbed into the fighter jet alone, Miss Song's heart clenched and her face turned deathly pale!

"Is he insane?!"

Miss Song cried out in alarm, almost instinctively putting down her binoculars and lifting her skirt, wanting to rush down and stop them at all costs!

A wise person does not stand under a crumbling wall!

How valuable is Lin Qi's current status?

It is not only the soul of the main army, but also the core that maintains the interests of the Kong and Song families on Wall Street!

If he were to fall from the sky, not only would the main base collapse, but the huge sums of money invested by the Kong and Song families would also face great uncertainty!

Such an unwise move is tantamount to suicide!

However, just as Song San took two steps, his steps abruptly stopped.

She bit her lower lip, and memories of Lin Qi surfaced in her mind.

"No... Lin Tuozhi never does anything he's not sure of."

Miss Song took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Behind his seemingly crazy actions must lie a hidden confidence. If I rush down to persuade him now, it will not only embarrass him, but also backfire."

It has to be said that Song San has a very accurate eye for people; she guessed right.

Lin Qi was definitely not acting rashly and courting death.

Sitting in the cold cockpit, he skillfully fastened his four-point seatbelt and gripped the rough control lever with both hands.

Deep within his heart, unknown to anyone else, Lin Qi felt a long-lost fervor, a passion that belonged to the sky.

Before he transmigrated, he was not a bookworm who couldn't even kill a chicken.

His privileged family background and adrenaline-seeking personality enabled him to earn a private pilot's license through genuine hard work and accumulate hundreds of hours of flight experience.

For him, flying was already ingrained in his very being.

The reason he had humbly sought advice from Landis and others over the past month was simply because the instrument panel layout and mechanical transmission of biplanes of this era were too backward and primitive.

He needs time to adapt to this operation, which relies entirely on mechanical cable feedback without hydraulic assistance.

Now, he has completely figured out the temperament of this Boeing PW-9.

"Roll the propeller!"

Lin Qi put on a leather flight cap and goggles, stuck his head out, and roared.

Landis's eyes were filled with fervor and excitement as he watched Lin Qi's skillful stance.

"God! Boss, you haven't let me down!"

Landis shouted excitedly, "You and I are alike; the blood of madness flows in our veins!"

Two strong ground crew members rushed forward and spun the heavy propeller with all their might.

"Buzz... Boom boom boom!!!"

The V12 water-cooled engine made a loud noise, spewed out thick black smoke, and then roared violently!

A powerful gust of air whipped up clouds of dust, forcing the students and foreign instructors watching to retreat.

Lin Qi took a deep breath and slowly pushed down the throttle valve with his left hand.

The silver fighter jet, like a beast breaking free of its chains, began to accelerate on the dirt runway.

At first, the aircraft felt a bit stiff and bumpy due to the bouncing of the tail wheel, perfectly demonstrating the discomfort of a novice when first getting on the plane.

But after gliding for just over 300 meters, reaching the critical point for takeoff, Lin Qi suddenly pulled the control stick back with his right hand!

The nose of the aircraft rose high, the landing gear broke free from the ground, and with a resolute posture, it pierced the blue sky at a great angle!

"He's flying! The vice principal really is flying!"

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