Chapter 321 Return
"This Blackbird fighter is quite complicated to operate. If you don't understand anything, please let me know in advance!"
The pilot of the Blackbird reconnaissance plane was very rude and had a bad face from the start.
He kept Wilson's words in mind. As long as Zhang Hao couldn't start it, he would report it immediately and put an end to this boring farce.
After Zhang Hao boarded the fighter plane, he looked around and touched things, looking like a man who had never seen the world before.
The accompanying pilot shook his head secretly, thinking that this guy probably didn't even know the most basic button functions!
"Are you ready? The ground crew is ready!" he urged impatiently.
Zhang Hao glanced at the entire dashboard again and replied, "Okay!"
"Let's begin..."
Before the M army driver finished speaking, Zhang Hao's fingers were on the instrument buttons, clicking and tapping them non-stop.
The operation is skillful, smooth and without hesitation.
"This... Is Minister Wilson mistaken? He is even better at this than I am, and the Minister actually said that he has never touched an airplane before?"
While the pilot was feeling anxious, Zhang Hao had already completed all the work before the flight.
The Blackbird's engine whistled.
"Hold on tight!"
Zhang Hao gave a kind reminder.
Then he stepped on the gas!
The Blackbird reconnaissance plane moved at a high speed on the runway, then raised its head and climbed into the sky at a high angle!
The Blackbird pilot was still in a daze, but the reconnaissance plane, piloted by Zhang Hao, had already soared into the sky!
Ace smiled in Zhang Hao's mind and said, "How about it? Do you want to test the limits of this reconnaissance aircraft?"
Zhang Hao smiled calmly and replied, "Why not?"
Zhang Hao pulled the joystick closer, and at the tail of the fighter plane, the engine burst into a hot tail flame!
Because Blackbird fighter jets are mostly used to perform high-altitude, high-speed reconnaissance missions, pilots are required to wear special space suits.
But, at this time.
The M Army driver was pale and his breathing was short and rapid!
Zhang Hao didn't use the Blackbird as a reconnaissance plane!
He's quite the stunt pilot!
Drop by drop
The instruments inside the plane began to issue warning sounds, indicating that the prescribed ceiling had been exceeded and was approaching 30,000 meters!
"Descend quickly! Descend quickly!" The driver called Zhang Hao hurriedly and with difficulty on the radio!
He had never seen such a fierce person!
He turned his head with difficulty and looked out the window.
My breath paused. Thirty thousand meters above sea level was still far from space, but it was already higher than the stratosphere flight altitude of ordinary passenger planes.
There is a quiet desolate beauty outside.
"It has reached its limit. The outer skin can't take it anymore." Ace reminded Zhang Hao.
"Okay! Let's go back then!"
Zhang Hao controlled the black bird and began to return.
The pilot breathed a sigh of relief. If he continued to suffer like this, his flying career would be over.
But his nightmare wasn't over yet.
After adjusting the fuselage, Zhang Hao aimed the nose of the plane at the ground.
Push harder!
"Are you going to die?"
The driver who noticed Zhang Hao's action was so scared that his soul flew away.
Because of the effects of gravity and the atmosphere, ordinary fighter jets descend gradually. Only when a battle occurs will you see the fighter jets diving!
Moreover, they were now at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Zhang Hao's actions would cause the nose of the aircraft to rub against the atmosphere violently, thus causing the temperature to be too high!
The expansion and falling off of any screw will lead to irreversible consequences!
Sure enough, the instrument began to issue an overheating warning!
"Idiot! Slow down!" The Blackbird fighter pilot endured the discomfort caused by the instantaneous overload caused by the high-speed descent and cursed loudly!
However, Zhang Hao simply unplugged the headset and remained calm!
The joystick in his hand was like a concert's baton, and the Blackbird reconnaissance plane was like a dancing dancer.
The fighter plane rotated in the air, slowed down drastically, and leveled off in a short distance. The heat from the nose of the fighter plane was transferred instantly.
Speed up again! Dive again!
Overload and overload again!
The reconnaissance aircraft showed leap-like changes in the air!
Phased decline!
"That man fainted..." Ace said suddenly.
Zhang Hao looked in the rearview mirror and saw the driver foaming at the mouth and his eyes rolled back...
Next is Zhang Hao’s time to have fun.
The Blackbird fighter plane landed shakily at the airport.
Wilson in the tower hurried to the runway.
After the pilot reported that he was returning, the radio was silent for several minutes!
Representatives from other regions all thought that Zhang Hao had gotten into the air with difficulty, but because he didn't know how to operate the plane, something went wrong? ?
Moreover, on the radar, the blue square representing the reconnaissance aircraft actually drew an electrocardiogram trajectory.
Everyone thought that the Blackbird reconnaissance aircraft was finished.
Now that the Blackbird reconnaissance plane was shakily landing on the runway, everyone felt that it must be the pilot of the M Army who helped control the plane at the last moment.
Wilson and the others hurried to the runway.
The scene before me was shocking.
The left engine of the Blackbird was emitting black smoke, the skin of the nose was charred... the fuselage was damaged in many places...
Everyone thought it was a miracle that it could be brought back!
Wilson saw that although the fighter plane was damaged, it had landed safely.
"Haha~ That guy Zhang Hao might have been scared to death. What a loser." Wilson thought to himself.
He hurried over, asked the ground crew to push the body over, and climbed up eagerly to find out what was going on.
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The escalator had just reached the porthole and Wilson climbed up.
When I climbed to the middle, the porthole was opened from the inside.
Zhang Hao stuck his head out.
"Huh? Minister Wilson is so nice that he came to greet me specially?" Zhang Hao joked.
Wilson stood in the middle of the escalator, neither going up nor down.
“You…you…”
"I what me?"
Wilson came to his senses, continued to climb up, and looked at the driver's seat at the back.
The pilot's head tilted to one side, and he was unconscious...
"What are you standing there for? Call the medical staff!"
Zhang Hao stepped forward again and said, "Come on, make way!"
Wilson was confused and climbed down the ladder subconsciously.
Then Zhang Hao also came down the ladder.
Not far away, an ambulance was rushing over here.
Zheng Guoqi hurried over and pulled Zhang Hao aside.
"What's going on? What happened to that man? What happened to this plane?"
Zhang Hao shrugged: "I wanted to drive faster, and that's it."
Zheng Guoqi searched Zhang Hao's body for a while, and only felt relieved after making sure that he was not hit or hurt.
On Wilson's side, medical staff were in the cabin and after a thorough examination, they were thankful that the pilot was not seriously injured.
After some care, the driver also woke up.
He looked around with a dull expression, and only felt relieved when he was sure that he had landed safely.
Then he climbed down the escalator by himself, and his legs couldn't help trembling slightly as they stepped on the concrete floor of the airport.
Wilson couldn't wait to call him aside and started questioning him.
His expression was confused, shocked, and finally he fell silent...
He looked at Zhang Hao with complicated eyes, and the latter actually grinned at him.
