After walking out of the No. 1 Fighter Simulation Ground, Garner caught up with Hua Zichuan in a few steps, grabbed his arm, and asked with a livid face.

"What's wrong?" Hua Zichuan turned his head and said calmly.

"What's wrong? What else should I ask you? I've noticed something is wrong with you from the very beginning, and just now you didn't even shoot a missile. The most unbearable thing is that it was our first encounter. Why did you get out of your way?

Do you know that we are in the position where Bisman's prototype is? Behind you is our only prototype!" Garner asked aggressively.

"I don't know, Hua Zichuan said softly, and then he was about to turn around and leave.

"Lie!" Garner said, punching Hua Zichuan on the cheek, then grabbing Hua Zichuan's collar, widening his eyes and saying, "As a pilot, you can't even control the situation behind you."

I don’t know. If I tell you, who will believe me? Do you know that today is a good opportunity for us to show our strength, and what about you? It’s you, a stinky fish, who ruined our pot of soup!”

Hua Zichuan wiped the corner of his mouth with his finger, and a touch of blood appeared on his finger. Seeing the blood, Hua Zichuan's heart squeezed and the depression burst out in an instant: "You dare to hit me?" As he said that, Hua Zichuan smiled slightly.

He raised his head and punched Garner in return.

Then, the two struggled together at the entrance of the No. 1 Fighter Simulation Field. In terms of fighting, Hua Zichuan was really no match for Garner. After a few rounds, Hua Zichuan made a "plop" sound and was put to the ground by Garner.

"You have changed, because you have forgotten what you once said, the glory of the sky is more precious than life." Garner looked at Hua Zichuan who fell on the ground, with a trace of sadness in his fierce eyes, and he removed the necklace on his chest without saying a word.

He pulled the pendant off, threw it in front of Hua Zichuan, and then walked away.

Hua Zichuan looked at the pendant. On it was a pure gold fighter model, which he gave to Garner. Then he looked at Garner's retreating back. Hua Zichuan let out a long sigh, and then faced the ground.

Another hard punch.

In the No. 1 Fighter Simulation Field, the MiG walked out of the fighter simulator with a cold expression, and there was something vaguely strange in his eyes. However, his reaction was much calmer than that of Hua Zichuan and Garner.

I know that if a person wants to achieve something, he must first be unyielding, and then face failure bravely.

Arriving in front of student Bisman, MiG exchanged a few words with his opponent and then left. Sun You and the people who "covered the sky with one hand" followed him one after another.

The Bisman students who had just participated in the exchange competition looked at each other in shock when they saw this scene. They couldn't help but curl their lips. After being beaten like this, what is so awesome?

At the same time, Yuan Ye had already left school and started running around in major shopping malls. His expression looked painful and sometimes showed signs of pain, because he found that there were some things in the goods that the fierce-faced man asked him to buy.

Shockingly expensive.

What surprised him the most was that one nanocrystal element thread, which was thinner than hair silk, cost 5,000 star yuan, and twenty strands cost 100,000 star yuan.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when Yuan Ye had prepared everything, he was shocked when he turned over the bill and found that it cost him a total of ten thousand stars, all the savings he had accumulated from the "Ye San" crazy passenger transportation. Suddenly

Half of it is missing.

However, thinking back on the "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Drivers", Yuan Ye gained some balance in his mind. After all, in his opinion, the value of "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Drivers" has far exceeded ten thousand stars.

After renting a small magnetic truck, Yuan Ye took a small truck full of goods back to the Aya Air Combat Academy.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Aya Air Combat Academy, Yuan Ye suddenly discovered that Zhang Zinan was standing at the gate, surrounded by several little girls asking for autographs.

Seeing Zhang Zinan appear, Yuan Ye's eyes lit up slightly, and he got out of the small magnetic truck without saying anything and trotted towards Zhang Zinan. To be honest, Yuan Yezi admired and was grateful for Zhang Zinan. After all, since the first time

When he met Zhang Zinan, he gave him a lot of personal help.

"Brother Zhang came to Zhang Zinan, and Yuan Ye greeted him warmly.

"Hey, little brother, Zhang Zinan smiled slightly when he saw Yuan Ye.

"Brother Zhang came to our school, what are you doing?" Yuan Ye asked curiously.

"I've done some official business, and I've also gone to see your principal to do some personal business." Zhang Zinan said, casually picking up a particle pen and signing his name on the last little girl.

Naturally, it was not convenient for Yuan Ye to inquire about official matters, but Yuan Ye still gossiped a little about private matters: "I wonder what Brother Zhang's private business is?"

"At our air force base, we just spent four sets of stars to buy a flight action. I thought it was too cumbersome to operate, so I wanted to ask Fang Zhi to see if he could help simplify it. You know, Fang Zhi is not only Aya

Zhang Zinan, the principal of the Air Combat Academy and an outstanding master of air combat theory, said it truthfully.

Hearing this, Yuan Ye just felt dizzy. He never thought that a flying action could be sold for ten thousand star yuan. So, what kind of action is that?

For a moment, Yuan Ye's curiosity greatly increased: "What's the name of that flying action?"

"Bilbao

Swish.

Yuan Ye's face suddenly turned pale, and then turned red again. Between the white and the red, Yuan Ye felt that his heart was beating non-stop.

He naturally knew the Bilbao Lightning Drift and was very familiar with it, but he never expected that this action was worth 20 million. Oh my God, this figure was too much for Yuan Ye to bear for a while.

Seeing Yuan Ye's expression changing again and again, Zhang Zinan asked in confusion: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

"No, you're okay?" Yuan Ye shook his head and felt that his breathing was not smooth.

"Are you catching a cold?" Zhang Zinan asked with concern as he watched Yuan Ye's face turn from white to red, and then from red to purple. It was obviously abnormal.

"Yes, it may be." Yuan Ye nodded dullly and replied, obviously he was frightened by the Bilbao lightning drift.

"Then go to the medical room and have a look." Zhang Zinan said.

"Oh, see you soon, Brother Zhang." After Yuan Ye finished speaking, he waved his hand mechanically to Zhang Zinan and got into the small magnetic truck.

Returning to his dormitory, Yuan Ye, who still couldn't calm down, saw the fierce-faced man lying on the big bed with his body tilted and sleeping soundly. The deafening sound echoed in the dormitory.

Yuan Ye didn't care about this, and piled seven large boxes of goods in the corner of the dormitory. Yuan Ye sat down at the desk, secretly opened the broken notebook, and flipped it to Bilbao Lightning Drift.

One page, but I was puzzled. I didn’t expect that just two pages of characters could be sold for 40,000 stars. The more I thought about it, the more unbelievable it became to Yuan Ye. Ten thousand stars, that’s a lot of money.

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Yuan Ye gently stroked his chest with his hand, took a few more sips of drink, tried his best to calm down his mind, secretly put away his notes, and began to study "Analysis of the Theory of Enemy Driving".

Bilbao Lightning Drift shocked Yuan Ye, but he has not yet thought of selling a copy of Bilbao Lightning Drift. After all, he doesn't know the market and doesn't know how to sell it, and right now

, it is most practical to study "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Driving".

Moreover, through the Bilbao Lightning Drift incident, Yuan Ye also realized that "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Driving" and even the broken notes and metal pages were definitely the treasures of air combat. Thinking of this, Yuan Ye was quite excited.

I just watched a little bit of "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Driving". Yuan Ye suddenly frowned slightly, because the fierce-faced man's voice was so exciting. Yuan Ye, who was sitting on the desk, could even feel the air.

Trembling with the new voice of the fierce-faced man.

In desperation, Yuan Ye simply moved the desk and light-sensitive computer to the living room and closed the metal door of the bedroom tightly.

Restarting the light-sensing computer, Yuan Ye once again began to study "Analysis of Enemy Driving Theory" carefully. As the research deepened, Yuan Ye only felt that the guy who wrote this theory was definitely born today, even Yuan Ye

I once doubted whether "Analysis of Enemy Driving Theory" and "Victorian Driving Theory" were created by one person.

If that was really going to be the case, then who would that person be? A big question mark arose in Yuan Zhiyi.

After half an hour of studying "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Driving", Yuan Ye benefited a lot. The problems that had always troubled him were solved one after another as he studied.

He picked up the electronic board again and called up the standard action of the Garros Spin. Yuan Yezai looked at it carefully for a while, suddenly his eyebrows raised, he quickly picked up the particle pen, and began to try to use "Dimensional Driving Theory" to simplify

His favorite is the Giro de Garros.

After reading some contents of "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Driving", Yuan Ye only felt that this time it was extra smooth. Every step of guidance and every calculation could not be described as "handy", but it could still be called smooth.

It only took about twenty minutes for Yuan Ye to figure out the simplified movements of the Garros pirouette. Seeing that the originally complicated formula was simplified into a few short and concise formulas, Yuan Ye was filled with excitement and at the same time, he felt something in his heart.

He felt a sense of accomplishment. This was the first time he had simplified a difficult flying movement.

After copying this set of simplified formulas onto a small piece of paper, Yuan Ye began to study it. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied and happy he became.

At this moment, the bedroom door slowly opened, and then the fierce-faced man walked out of it with sleepy eyes.

Seeing the fierce-faced man, Yuan Ye's first reaction was to quickly hide the piece of paper in his hand. But the next moment, his hand stopped again. Regarding air combat, he seemed to have no need to hide anything from the fierce-faced man.

After all, I was able to successfully simplify the Garros maneuver because of the fierce-faced man's "Theoretical Analysis of Enemy Driving".

The most important thing is that when he performed the Phantom Maneuver in the Swift Fighter, the fierce-faced man had already noticed it. If he concealed it now, it would only be an attempt to conceal it.
Chapter completed!