Director Lin was also a lucky one. He didn’t go, so he wasn’t frightened. But, it seems like he didn’t get any credit?

Now is the most appropriate time to show your loyalty!

Just like Virgo, if his leg was accidentally crushed, it was considered an honorable injury. From then on, in Lao Jiang's mind, he was considered the most trustworthy person. Therefore, Boss Dai was a blessing in disguise!

At the end of the year, Boss Dai worked harder, and he became an absolute confidant.

"You want to go to the northwest?"

"No."

Zhang Yong shook his head hastily.

What to do in the Northwest?

Show loyalty?

Are you worried that you won't be included in the list of war criminals in 1949?

sweat……

"Then watch your mouth. Don't talk nonsense. This is taboo. Do you understand?"

"yes."

"It's not peaceful over there in Jinling. Be careful."

"yes."

"Bye."

Li Boqi hung up when he said he would.

Zhang Yong:???

Is there no peace in Jinling?

You are saying that something is not peaceful!

Everyone was playing riddles. It seemed like the sky was about to fall.

Forget it. Let’s keep flying!

The world outside can change in any way.

However, it is impossible to reach heaven in a short time.

Although the biplane is relatively safe, it is not something that can be climbed casually.

It must be simulated repeatedly on the ground until it is thoroughly understood before it can actually go to heaven. Even if he is Zhang Yong, he cannot relax too much.

After all, on the ground, you can still save yourself if something happens. In the sky, you have to rely entirely on yourself.

Gao Yuanhang and Chen Shanben certainly do not want anything to happen to Zhang Yong.

one day……

Two days...

The commissioner and his wife did not return.

Three days...

Four days…

Still haven't come back.

Zhang Yong began to try to take off for the first time.

The basic exercises were done well. So Chen Shanben began to guide Zhang Yong in taking off.

First learn to take off and land.

After taking off, it hovered over Jinling and then landed.

"Listen to my command."

"come on."

Chen Shanben ordered loudly.

Zhang Yong then increased the accelerator to the maximum, and felt a push on his back.

Although it is a biplane, the take-off speed is only about 100 kilometers. There is a very clear feeling of pushing back.

But there is no such thing as overload. Because it is a biplane, the acceleration can be up to two or three G, or maybe even less. Most people can withstand it. No professional training is required.

This is also the basic reason why training pilots was faster and cheaper during World War II.

The pilot's equipment is basically a flight jacket.

The main function is to keep warm.

By the jet age, things were completely different.

It's an overload of several G at every turn. Most people simply can't bear it.

Professional auxiliary equipment is required. The flight suit must be specially made. It cannot be as simple as keeping warm.

Propeller planes are not that fast, and cannot make very violent movements. Otherwise, they will disintegrate on the spot. Rolling and other things are already at their limit.

Unlike the fighter jets of later generations, Pugachev's Cobra moves are always possible and can kill people every minute.

In this era, if you can master the essence of simple dive bombing and achieve a hit rate of more than 50%, you are already an elite pilot.

If you can master giant slalom, scissor flight, and bite the tail of an enemy fighter jet and fire, you are ace.

If you can avoid the pursuit of enemy fighter jets, you are a first-class ace.

"Off the ground."

"yes."

Zhang Yong pulled the joystick back.

The plane began to leave the ground and take off. The ground became smaller and smaller.

Secretly happy.

The operation seems very simple.

They are all mechanical transmission structures. Action here, reaction there.

No delays.

Soon, the nose of the plane could no longer see the ground.

This is already in the air. It has left the ground.

Look at the dashboard.

The altitude display is 500. The unit is feet. It is about 150 meters.

Although Zhang Yong had already pulled the joystick all the way, the biplane's climbing speed was not very fast. With the throttle all the way, the speed was always around 200 per hour.

This is the performance limitation of the biplane. It is really very backward and can barely fly.

If used in combat, it would be a living target. It would only be beaten.

Keep climbing.

Keep accelerating.

The fuselage began to tremble slightly. Sometimes it floated upward, sometimes it fell.

Sideways glance.

You can see the wings vibrating.

The wings of this kind of biplane are all simple canvas skins.

It is very light and relatively tough. However, it is not hard but soft. Therefore, it will shake. Sometimes, it will shake very badly.

1000…

1500…

Finally, we climbed to 1,500 feet, about 500 meters in height.

I turned my head and stretched my neck, trying to look at the ground. But I couldn't see anything. The ground was gray and there seemed to be clouds coming in.

At this time, the monitoring map also automatically switches to the world map.

The names of nearby places appeared one after another.

Ma'anshan, Chuzhou, Zhenjiang, Yangzhou, Wuhu...

Although there is no more information, it is enough to determine the direction. It is easier to use than the north arrow.

Keep climbing...

2000…

3000……
To be continued...