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Chapter 951, Lift-off(3/4)

Finally, the height exceeded 1,000 meters.

For a biplane, this altitude is the most suitable cruising altitude. Any higher will have side effects.

Its maximum ceiling is about 3,000 meters. Maybe less.

Starting from 1000 meters, if you want to continue climbing, you have to put in more effort. This means burning more oil. The engine starts to roar.

The fifty BA-65 fighter jets imported from Italy are equipped with Fiat engines with a full 1,000 horsepower. However, the biplane Zhang Yong is currently operating has an engine power of less than 200 horsepower.

A complete weakling.

Sure enough, the plane began to tremble violently.

The wings were trembling. The engine was also trembling. It seemed as if it would fall apart at any moment.

Rubbish……

despise……

But soon I felt sad again.

My own flight journey actually had to start with such a rubbish airplane.

Fortunately, after thinking about it, it seems that the Beginner's Five and Beginner's Six are also rubbish in the eyes of others. But many pilots started with these two types of aircraft.

so……

Calm.

Suddenly I realized that I didn't get airsick at all.

I am not afraid of heights. Not at all. I even feel that it is not high enough. I still want to fly higher.

Huh?

So strange. Really!

I was obviously afraid of heights when flying before. Why am I not afraid of heights now?

Could it be said that motion sickness and driving are two completely different concepts? You get motion sickness in a car, but you don’t get motion sickness in a car. The same goes for an airplane? You don’t get motion sickness in an airplane?

What a good thing!

Great thing!

Could it be that he was born to fly?

Because all the skill points are used in aviation, so the marksmanship is not good, and the fists and kicks are not good?

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

Chen Shanben shouted from behind.

Zhang Yong nodded to express that he had received it. Then, he began to try to turn.

Of course, rolling turns and descents were impossible. He could only turn left horizontally. Just like driving, the first thing he started to do was turn left.

Turn...

The level begins to tilt...

People also feel a little tilted. But the impact is not big.

Sure enough, he was an innate aviation body. When he took off for the first time, he felt no discomfort at all.

If you are hit by the explosive shock wave of a grenade on the ground, you will still feel sick and want to vomit. But here, it doesn't happen at all. No matter how you operate, you can deal with it easily.

A bold idea suddenly came to my mind...

Zhang Yong quietly released the joystick.

Sure enough, the plane started to balance automatically. It stopped turning and flew straight.

"Hey, don't let go!"

"This is a serious violation of operating procedures! Don't mess around!"

Chen Shanben discovered it immediately.

This Zhang Yong is really...

So brave!

How dare you let go of the joystick.

To be honest, this was the first time he encountered such a student.

The previous students were very nervous when they first flew. They held the joystick so tightly that they couldn't move it.

Every time, Chen Shanben repeatedly reminded not to be so nervous and not to hold on tightly to the joystick. Don’t break the joystick. Not to mention, some students did break the joystick before.

Fortunately, the person in charge of guiding the training at that time was the experienced Gao Yuanhang. He used the spare joystick to land the aircraft safely.

"Seems okay?"

Zhang Yong's finger touched the joystick, but with no force.

The plane is still leveling automatically and continues to fly forward. He only needs to be responsible for refueling.

View world map.

In front is Ma'anshan, direction of Wuhu.

All the way forward is Tongling and Anqing.

"Why……"

Zhang Yong suddenly felt regretful.

If he had known that flying was so enjoyable, he would have learned it earlier.

It turns out that all my talents lie in flying.

This is not...

One hand, empty hand, easy to control.

It's just like playing with a bicycle when you were a kid. You don't need your hands. You don't even need your feet.

One foot is enough. Although I fell badly in the end.

"Watch the oil!"

Chen Shanben reminded him later, but he was too lazy to say anything.

He suspected that Zhang Yong might have learned to fly before.

Or maybe he is extremely talented.

The first time I took off, I was able to move and retract freely. This kind of mentality is the most rare thing.

"adequate."

"where are you going?"

"Anqing."

"Can you identify the compass?"

"able."

Zhang Yong answered firmly.

Look at the compass. I have a map. I’m flying directly to Anqing.

The straight-line distance between Anqing and Jinling is about 240 kilometers. Including the circle, it will not exceed 300 kilometers.

In other words, the plane's fuel can completely support it until it reaches Anqing, and then flies back and lands in a circle.

"Leave a quarter of the fuel as backup."

"clear."

Zhang Yong started to speed up.

A little impatient.

What a crappy airplane, it's so slow.

The dashboard showed that the speed was less than 250 kilometers per hour. It was simply too weak.

It should be noted that the cruising speed of the P-51 Mustang fighter is above 500 kilometers. The maximum speed is over 700 kilometers. That is called fast.

Huh?

Mustang? It seems...

Zhang Yong remembered something.

This Mustang fighter seems to have appeared relatively early.

Don’t think that its excellent performance means it appeared late. In fact, it flew in 1940.
To be continued...
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