There are also six shining five-pointed stars on the lower left side of the fighter plane.

"Mr. Zhang, I want to try it now."

"Well, but I have an agreement that I need you to read first."

Chen Mo looked at him with a surprised expression, does this still require an agreement?

The agreement clearly stated that Comrade Chen Mo would temporarily dispatch aviation inspection missions in the southeast region.

Just then Boxiong's call came in.

"Hey! Chief!"

"Chen Mo, have you received the letter of appointment in the southeast theater? Now those two pilots need psychological counseling."

"Psychological counseling? What's going on?"

"That's right! It was that encounter in Myanmar!"

It turned out to be those two guys!

It seems that it is Qin Ming and He Liang. Pilots like them have no actual combat experience, so they will inevitably be unable to recover for a few days after seeing blood.

"Understood!" Chen Mo stood at attention and said.

"This is a miracle that has never been done before or since! I never thought that there would be an aviation elite among these gangsters!"

"Your achievements are obvious to all, come on!"

"Understood! Thank you, chief!"

Chen Mo looked at the fighter plane in front of him and smiled.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to Mr. Zhang first."

Chen Mo saluted Zhang Yuan, and at the same time turned around and saluted several people around him.

"Here are some safety equipment necessary for flying. You should put it on before getting on!"

Mr. Zhang saw that he was so excited that he forgot all this.

"Hmm! I almost forgot about it!"

He came to Wang Yun and saluted him.

"It turns out that this is the hero who saved the country some time ago!"

Wang Yun extended her hand enthusiastically.

"Hello!"

Then he came to Zhang Yuanpeng.

"Hello, uncle! We meet again." Chen Mo stood at attention in front of him.

"Go and see Chenchen more often when you have time!" He looked at Chen Mo in front of him, who was the focus of the entire crowd.

Now he no longer cares about the poor boy, that is simply his pride!

"Okay!" Chen Mo saluted him.

He returned to his fighter plane, put on his anti-Dutch suit, and boarded his fighter plane.

"Xiao Chen, some of its control keys are very different from ordinary ones. You need to get used to it. Don't be anxious yet, take your time!"

Mr. Zhang shouted from below.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I understand." After saying that, he closed the cabin.

Chen Mo waved his hands to the people below.

He checked all the buttons inside and pressed the switch after making sure they were correct.

The engine at the tail of the fighter jet starts, and the fuselage has a forward main force pushing the fuselage forward.

After assisting the flight on a 600-meter slope, his combat aircraft finally entered a normal orbit.

Looking at the fighter planes operating normally, Mr. Zhang immediately asked someone to connect to his data system. It seemed that he would continue to observe.

Wang Yun brought Zhang Yuanpeng to the office to discuss their project.

"No, Lao Zhang, does that pilot know you?" Wang Yun looked at Zhang Yuanpeng with a different expression.

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanpeng's answer this time was straightforward.

"Really? This kid is amazing. He is a great hero!"

Wang Yun praised him all the time.

Seeing Wang Yun's praise in front of him, he felt very enjoying it!

Apart from some people fawning over me in business, this was the first time I felt such a sense of honor in politics.

"How do you know someone from the army?"

He continued to ask questions.

"He is my son-in-law!"

"What?" Wang Yun almost spit out the tea she just drank.

This Zhang Yuanpeng used to check everyone out, but now he doesn't feel ashamed to say these things.

Even the identity of his daughter’s boyfriend has been omitted, and he is directly the son-in-law!

"Old Zhang, you are so lucky to have such an excellent son-in-law!"

Wang Yun kept moving closer to him as she spoke.

"Yes! I'm very optimistic about him now!"

He was talking to Chen Mo while holding the tea in his hand. This feeling was simply wonderful!

"Your girl has really good eyesight! Finding such an outstanding son-in-law for you is different from finding a poor boy like mine, who wants nothing."

Whenever he talks about his son-in-law Wang Yun, he becomes so angry that his liver aches.

…

Chen Mo was in the cabin, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, flying freely in the air.

This seat, this feel, this level of inspiration is simply more enjoyable than ever before.

It’s different if you have a higher level of style!

Chen Mo spun in the air for a long time and gave himself a break. It was so exciting!

After turning around for a long time, he finally followed the regular route and headed southeast.

The new fighter jet is different. Compared with the fighter jets he has flown before, it is much faster and has good sensitivity.

The radar reflection area of ​​this fighter jet is very small, and its concealment effect is very strong.

He completed the acceleration operation again in the air.

A strong assist force drives the fuselage forward.

Whoosh——

A purple light emitted from the bright red flames, and the fighter plane jumped forward and rushed forward.

He tried the pleasure brought by constant acceleration and felt the experience brought by the fighter plane.

"It's so powerful!"

In rapid situations, the fuselage itself consumes a lot of heat, so heat dissipation equipment is essential.

Only in this way can its service life be maintained.

"Welcome to the skies above Southeast District! I am the intelligent guide here"

An announcement came from the aircraft system.

"Hello, smart guidance"

Pilots also have their own code names, and he suddenly realized that he didn't have one yet.

"I am Eagle, identification code WS**7410, and I have been ordered to perform a mission in the Southwest Theater."

Chen Mo immediately thought of a code number and dialed his identification code to the other party.

"Welcome to the Southeast War Zone, please follow the local voice instructions to land.

"Eagle understands!" Chen Mo said.

Southeast theater, aviation base.

A commander held a voice control and spoke to the staff inside.

"Intelligent guidance, let him land!"

"One of you will come and pick him up."

"clear!"
To be continued...