When the last cluster of flames fell, jc-90 also landed on the dunes with the flames. The enemy, who still had an absolute advantage in numbers, had no intention of resisting. When the two phoenix birds gathered above their heads, all resistance had lost its meaning.

Ye Zhou's gaze entered the darkness and he returned to the void.

[The fifth stage simulation of Dragon Heart ends]

【This simulation score: a】

【Science of Dragon Heart plot simulation total rating: a】

【The final outcome is achieved: Our Sky】

[Reward (end reward): Somersault Cloud Sky and Space Integrated Dual-Mode Engine Design Drawing]

[Reward (Engineering Male Reward): Design drawing of mature basestep device]

Ye Zhou did not take a closer look at the reward situation or clicked on the finale summary, but directly entered the finale replay.

But this time, unlike each previous stage simulation, the scroll unfolded in front of him was a bit unusual.

The picture is first black and white, and on the mottled scene, several large characters with the same rusty marks appear.

"Our Sky".

Then, the picture gradually appeared in a few colors.

The first thing that caught Ye Zhou's eyes was a diary that was obviously worn. The paper in the diary was yellowed and curled, and there were still stains on it.

A pair of hands covered with oil and calluses opened the diary, and after reading a few pages casually, he stopped on one of them.

Ye Zhou saw it in a delicate brush and wrote:

"I once said that the prosperity of a country is due to the development of technology and the development of technology, it depends on machines. Non-learning machines are not enough to help the development of technology."

"War is very unfavorable to the motherland. In this era of competition, aircraft are indispensable for military affairs. Using it to build a warship, it costs millions of dollars. Why not use this model to build hundreds of aircraft, which is cheap and cheap. If a thousand aircraft are divided into ports, the mainland can be safe."

Then, the diary was picked up by the big hand, and Ye Zhou saw a determined man put it in his pocket, then turned around and walked out.

The picture jumped quickly, and the man boarded a simple plane. He slowly accelerated under the eyes of tens of thousands of people. Then he raised the operating pole and the plane soared into the air.

The plane did not fly high, but after several rounds, it still caused cheers from the onlookers.

However, the accident happened very quickly. Just when the man wanted to continue to lift the flight altitude, the plane suddenly lost control and then fell head-on to the ground.

Ye Zhou's perspective came to the man again. He heard the man who was dying and said with difficulty:

"Don't stop my enterprising spirit because of my death. You must know that this is a necessary stage."

Ye Zhou recognized his face and also knew his name.

Feng Ru.

As the man quietly closed his eyes, the picture in front of Ye Zhou also turned dark.

After a brief transition, Ye Zhou found himself in a small office.

A death notice lay on the desk.

"Faced with five enemy fighter jets, Chen Huaiming of our army, was fearless and fought bravely. He was shot in many places in the fighter jets, his fuel tank caught fire, and was shot in the left chest by an aviation machine gun. He flew the plane towards the combat enemy fighter jets and died with the enemy."

"The remains of the martyr have been transported back. Because his parents are old, his girlfriend has jumped into the river and left. Following the wishes of the martyr, he specially sent the remains back to school and asked his teacher Li Xiangyang to deal with it."

The man sitting at the desk was silent for a long time. The cigarette he held with his fingers had burned to his tail, but he was not moved at all.

The mottled sunlight shone on his face through the smoke. In the flashes, Ye Zhou seemed to see the mist gathering in the man's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

After a while, the man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, put the death notice back into the drawer, took out the letter paper and started writing.

"......... I have been teaching for several years, and I have more than a hundred students, and one out of ten of them can still fight in the sky of our country. This time, Huai Ming Shuo died, I was heartbroken and vowed not to live in this campus."

"If after my death, if I have any body, I will be sent back to school, if it is destroyed, I will be buried in the sky."

"If you can see the new plane's voyage from now on, it will be like seeing me."

After the short suicide note was written, the man stood up and walked out of the house, heading towards the runway parked by the fighter plane. Someone stepped forward to try to hold him, but he left only one sentence.

"My student is dead, it's time for me as a teacher."

The engine started, the propeller gradually accelerated, and the plane rushed straight into the blue sky after a brief gliding. Ye Zhou watched the old fighter plane disappear into the clear sky, and subconsciously recited the names of the two people.

Liu Huaimin and Li Xiangyang.

The screen jumped again and Ye Zhou saw a jet fighter flying above the sea.

The aircraft is painted with earthy flavor, and the pilot is also wearing an old-fashioned flight jacket, but the expression on his face is extremely firm.

In front of him was an ep-3 reconnaissance aircraft.

"This is the Chinese airspace, please leave immediately, please leave immediately!"

The man made his voice angrily at the radio, but the ep-3 on the side was completely unmoved and even turned suddenly as if provocatively.

The first time the man turned to the right following the other party's movements, barely avoiding its movements, but when the man pulled the plane back again, the other party had accelerated and fled forward.

The man pushed the extra force and the plane quickly chased forward, but the other party seemed to have expected his movements. At the moment when he was about to be parallel to ep-3, the propeller on the nose suddenly cut into the wing of the man's fighter plane.

The fighter jet suddenly lost control, and the ep-3 left. The man tried hard to pull the joystick, trying to stabilize the plane that was gradually rolling, but all this was futile.

After finally stabilizing the fuselage, the aircraft engine was shut down due to debris being caught in the turbine, and the aircraft lost power.

"The fuselage is damaged, I've stalled!"

The man tried to restart the engine while calling to the radio.

A moment later, a response from the rear came from the radio. Gu Li

"Call 81192, here is 553. I am ordered to take over your aircraft for cruise mission. Please return!"

The altitude of the plane had dropped to less than a thousand meters. The man looked at the vast sea below him, and his face suddenly became relieved.

"I received 81192, I can no longer return. You can continue to move forward, repeat, you can continue to move forward!"

Then, the plane crashed into the sea.

At the last moment before falling to the sea, the man was still trying to pull off the plane.

But he failed.

By the time he finally decided to jump, it was too late.

His figure was in the sea with the fighter plane forever.

Wang Wei.

Ye Zhou switched his perspective. This time, there was a brand new fighter plane in front of him.

j-20.

A pilot wearing a brand new flight helmet climbed into the cockpit, and the hatch closed tightly with the sharp sound of the pressure relief valve.

The engine starts, the telex system starts, and the cold and sexy voice of 20 Ji sounds.

"Program starts."

The plane slowly sailed to the runway, and the vector nozzle sprayed bright blue flames. Under the drowsy twilight, this fighter jet named "Veoron" rose from the ground.

Ye Zhou's perspective followed the plane through the clouds, and increased force to start, and the sound of breaking through the sound barrier was like a dragon's roar.

Just 8 minutes later, the fighter plane taken off from Hu Jian arrived over the island.

The plane that had already been hung with the Longbo lens was detected by radar without any accident. Then the two F-16s were launched urgently and began to fly together on both sides of the J-20.

The other party was clamoring and shouting from the radio. The pilot suddenly pulled up the joystick, and a cobra landed behind the other party excitedly.

The fire control radar button was right at hand, but he didn't press it.

He just looked at the two panicked fighter planes ahead with disdain and spoke:

"Don't stop talking nonstop. From now on, I'll come twice a day and fly for two months, and you'll get used to it."

Ye Zhou looked at the gray painted painted on the plane with no combat power, then looked at the number on his helmet, and silently remembered his name.

After switching the screen, Ye Zhou felt his feet step onto the ground again.

But when he looked around, he found that he was not on the ground.

This is a huge aerial flight platform, Luanniao 1.

This time, he did not see a special person, but it seemed that everyone he saw was special.

Several pilots came towards them, their faces filled with confidence, and they were chatting about trivial matters such as women and children.

Ye Zhou watched them walk to the fighter jets of unknown models, and then the people all curled their smiles, not only their expressions, but also their temperaments suddenly changed.

The murderous intent is at its peak.

Obviously, what they are driving is the strongest combat power in the sky of this planet.

After several planes scattered along the runway for a short distance, they rose directly to the ground. Ye Zhou watched the planes fly towards higher and higher altitudes. The bright blue flames at the nozzle gradually turned yellow, and in the end they could not even see the fuselage, leaving only small stars.

His gaze returned to the deck, and then was surprised to see a woman with a bunch of children, curiously surrounding her like herself.

A man with a strange birthmark on his face stood beside them, explaining to them in a gentle tone.

"...This is our Luanniao 1. According to our statement, Luanniao 1 is a multi-purpose air combat platform. It can not only bear the supply function as a mothership, but also as an independent combat unit."
To be continued...