Chapter 1319

(Seeking flowers, seeking monthly tickets, seeking support!)

The previous text mentioned Lu Tao's situation.

A special-grade pilot with firm faith.

He once refused a million-dollar annual salary to poach him, volunteering to guard the country's sky.

For this, his wife couldn't take it and ran off with someone else, leaving behind a five-year-old little princess.

Regarding this, all Lin Feng could do was give special care.

He couldn't pull up his military rank and position from the ground.

But there were no problems with personal and other aspects.

"Squadron Leader, I'm doing fine alone right now; I don't have plans to start a family again for the time being."

"At seventy, you have a home; at eighty, you have a mother."

Just then, Gao Xiang arrived, looking helpless.

"Report Squadron Leader, first of all, I declare that I didn't want to come!"

Fine, fine, understanding Wan Qianxu's worry and concern was the most normal thing.

No more blathering; inspection complete, board the plane.

The J-16 is a twin-engine heavy, ground-to-air attack aircraft, also known as a strike aircraft.

Maximum flight speed: 2800 km/h.

Maximum range: 4300 km.

With dual side auxiliary fuel tanks, the combat radius can reach 3000 km.

Air-to-air loadout: PL-10/PL-13/PL-12 and other air-to-air missiles.

Anti-ship loadout: YJ-83/YJ-62/YJ-12 and other air-to-ship missiles.

There are even more choices for ground attacks; dropping cluster bombs is no problem.

Board the main pilot seat, put on the pilot auxiliary helmet.

Due to his strong physical fitness, he didn't need a professional-grade flight suit at all.

"Tower, 101 requests taxiing."

"You can start the engine; Qinglong asks you one last time, can you really do it?"

"Get lost, I'm a pure man; with ten thousand women, how could I not do it?"

These words reached the tower, causing a burst of laughter.

Especially the girls, who laughed particularly wantonly.

Ten thousand women—their Squadron Leader really dared to say it.

If there really were that many, wouldn't he have died young?

"Tower, 102 requests taxiing."

"You can start the engine; pay attention to maintaining a safe distance."

On the runway, two J-16s, one after the other, rushed straight into the blue sky.

Seeing the flight was stable, Wan Qianxu in the tower breathed a sigh of relief.

"Buddha bless, hope nothing goes wrong..."

Lin Feng led the way in the front, with the wingman formation following.

Two J-16s flew over the theater and the city, arriving in the East China Sea in just over ten minutes.

"Squadron Leader, I see your technique is exquisite and very pure!"

"Hehe, you haven't seen the more powerful ones yet; I'll show you."

Possessing master-level aircraft piloting proficiency,

Lin Feng flying a fighter jet could reach the highest realm of 'man-machine integration.'

So next, he performed a series of tactical maneuvers.

Barrel roll, loop, Immelmann turn, separation maneuver.

Including the most difficult fighter maneuver—the Cobra maneuver.

He did it with ease, the completion was perfect, and it also stunned Gao Xiang and the wingman pilots.

"Squadron Leader, you you..."

Without a doubt, Gao Xiang doubted his life.