Chapter 41 As Long As There Is Height, You Cant Give up Easily (1/2)

A fighter jet that used to only be on tv was spiraling down from the sky, obviously out of control, and the loud roar near the ground almost deafened the ears and made a buzzing sound in the head

Many people in the village could almost see the pilot in the cockpit as they watched the fighter jet approaching the ground

They could not help but sweat

For some reason, the pilot did not eject the parachute like in the tv, perhaps because he was afraid of bumping into the house or people

Village chief cao was like a fool who didn't know how to run

He watched the fighter jet get lower and lower from the ground and fall into the village's freshly harvested bud valley

He saw that it was about to hit the ground

Suddenly, it slowed down, as if it was held by an invisible hand

The fighter plane twisted its body and turned its head upwards

With his butt down and ninety degrees above the ground, the flames from his tail sent smoke, dust, and crumbs flying all over the field

At the last moment, the fighter jet was like a nimble swallow, with its tail barely a meter above the ground

When it almost touched the ground, the tail flare of the fighter jet flew into the air again, like a rocket, carrying roars and flames, faster and faster

Quickly disappeared into the eyes of village chief cao

”My mother

This, what is this

This is

” Village head cao was standing by the side of the corn field, his red plum cigarette in his hand dropped on the ground without even returning to his senses

Everyone in the village saw that the fighter jet stabilized and began to rise vertically towards the sky

It was clear that the pilot in the cabin raised his thumb and signaled to the outside, causing the villagers to cheer

”Good job

” ”Flying again, that's great

” ”Awesome

” ”Well done

” The people on the ground turned to the J-10, which was in the blue sky, and cheered and responded with a thumbs-up

No one noticed that what they had just seen was not something a fighter should be able to do, not to mention the third generation, not even the fourth and fifth generation

”Damn it

Inform captain jiang and commander ma that Lin Mo has crashed

” The moment Lin Mo's J-10 disappeared from the radar screen, Tower's ”Chicken nest” The person in charge of the company pulled off the thick headphones, panted heavily, and slumped down on the chair, clenching his fists in frustration and knocking himself on the head

It was a double whammy, another big accident, falling into a densely populated area, and the consequences were unknown

”Advisor chen

Flight 11 is still connected to the Satellite

” A worker in Tower suddenly called out

Plane 11 was the body number of the J-10 that Lin Mo was driving

”What

” Chen Jiang, the director of Tower, shouted, jumped up and heard a soft beep

The signal from the J-10 appeared on the originally empty radar screen again

”What's going on

” General yan pounced on the radar screen, seemingly circling between heaven and hell

Looking at the other related screens, J-10's altitude data were climbing steadily, with little change in latitude and longitude, obviously climbing at a high speed

”Maybe it was too low to be monitored by radar

” The staff in charge of the radar said that the radar is not omnipotent, and there are also dead corners, if it is too close to the ground, it may not be detected by the radar

But everyone couldn't figure out how Lin Mo managed to pull up the plane again at such a low altitude

It was normal for him to crash

”Jin Bi to Tower

Jin Bi to Tower

It's been successfully changed

” Lin Mo turned on the microphone and headphones again, reporting to the ”Chicken nest” that he was safe

”Great

Please report your condition immediately

” Tower's director, general yan, pressed the microphone and asked anxiously

”The machine is in good condition

There is no alarm at the moment

” Lin Mo took a look at the meter, and it was estimated that the meter pointer and reading, which had just been running around, were perfectly normal at this moment

The flight height had reached 6000 meters again, but Lin Mo's hand had never been on the control stick, as if the plane was flying on its own, without any control

It seemed a little too magical, but Lin Mo was determined

Just like in the other world, Golden dragon Jin Bi's innate instinct, ”Void magnetic field,” was able to resist any turbulence

It was a flying ability that did not require flapping its wings to push the air back to gain lift

With Jin Bi's help, Lin Mo could rest assured

Although Lin Mo survived, he was still worried