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Chapter 203: Hearts of Iron Twelve

Chapter 203: Steel Ambition (Twelve)

The sea near Hainan Island and Sanya is clear and clear, the sea is blue, and the sun is dazzling.

A TJ-5 "Eagle" trainer with the wings and fuselage painted with the Imperial Navy's three-color concentric circle emblem was clumsyly turning half a circle in the air, flying carefully towards the "Eagle's Nest" aerobatic aerial training boat with low freeboard and wide flight decks several kilometers away.

"Stay and pull the throttle valve a little more... Don't press the machine head too low, keep the speed slipping over... Pay attention to the guide's sign, see if it is... it's left, now gently push the rudder to the right, gently, don't be nervous, just a little bit, yes, that's it, that's it..."

The instructor in the back seat patiently pointed through the metal sound tube connecting the front seat. Although most of his face was covered by the ear-covered hood and large goggles, the long eyelashes, warm eyes, unblocked cherry mouth and soft nose, the beautiful contour, and the natural and gentle voice were enough to reveal that "she" was a female flight instructor who is rare in the world today - and it seemed to be very young.

The Eagle's Nest is a 6,000-ton dual-purpose luxury cruise ship "Xu Xiake" built in the era of "major prosperity" before the war. It has a wide hull and low freeboard, and is only suitable for activities in inland rivers and offshore. It was requisitioned by the navy before the war, and three-story cabins were removed, and a full-through flight deck and blocking facilities were laid on the walking deck. It also set up an island that integrates chimneys and looks tall and flat, but no hangars are installed and no weapons are installed. It has become a professional aviation training ship that does not have any practical capabilities and is included in the "ad hockey ship".

When the weather is right, the Eagle's Nest and the sister ship "Qi Mu" will sail to their designated offshore waters, waiting for the trainer planes that take off from the Shanghai Army Air Station on the shore to conduct coherent landing and ship launch training.

The "Eagle" with aircraft number 029-07 was tremblingly approaching the wide flight deck of the "Eagle's Nest" from behind. A steel tail hook was extended diagonally from the tail of the aircraft, and the fuselage was swept against the deck at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour. When passing the fourth blocking cable across the deck, the hook, commonly known as "Scorpion Tail", was firmly hooked. Under the flexibility of the "liquid" pulley, the entire aircraft suddenly slowed down, but it still slowly glided to the point slightly forward in the middle of the deck before it completely stopped.

Staff members wearing various vests around the deck ran to the plane, unbuttoned the blocking station on the hook with all their hands and feet, and at the same time lowered more than a dozen other blocking ropes that had just risen when landing, and then pushed the plane back to the marked takeoff position behind the deck, and immediately turned to the takeoff training operation.

Less than three minutes after landing, the "Child Eagle" was at the instructions of the take-off guide who was waving the small flag, and released the brakes, and started to slide from the deck with a roar. When it was still thirty or forty meters away from the front edge of the deck, it suddenly jumped up and slowly climbed to a height of five or six hundred meters, and then slowly turned sideways half a turn. When it was coming, the Sanya Naval Air Station had returned, and the staff on the "Eagle Nest" had already returned to their positions, and the interception cable was erected again, preparing to welcome another "Child Eagle" that had appeared several kilometers away from the stern of the ship...

On the second main runway of Sanya Naval Air Station, the trainer plane No. 029-07, the 029-07 "Hair Eagle" had just hit the ground. The students in the front seat were the first to jump off the reinforcement point at the base of the wings, and pulled down the hood and goggles on their heads. On the face of the underage, they obviously had a cold expression that was easily chilling to the bone and repelled the "sex".

The instructor in the back seat jumped off a little later, and the goggles of the hood had already been lifted in his hand. The half-long ponytail trembled and shook behind his head, and the few 'chaotic' hairs scattered on his forehead added a certain kind of understanding lady temperament.

"Xiao Xiang, the feel of the hand today is already very good, but the movement is still a little harder. Remember, don't use too much force when stomping the rudder..."

"Instructor Cai, do you remember when we first met?"

The boy called Xiaoxiang seemed to have no idea, and lowered his eyes and spoke to himself.

The female instructor was stunned. The unique compassion and tenderness of the female's sexuality immediately spread throughout her body - regardless of the eyes or expressions, whether it was trembling with her lips or her hands tightly.

"Of course I remember that it was today last year, the fifth year of Seung-heng, January 4, 1915, when you were with that Uncle Fan..."

The female instructor said slowly, trying to consider the tone and words.

"No one told me that day that something happened in the city before, my parents and the others... but I ran out foolishly, not knowing anything and not caring about anything..."

The boy's head was lowered deeper.

The female instructor took a step forward, wanted to do something but stood there at a loss: "I really don't know, your Uncle Fan should...even if you were there, you can't do anything, really..."

The boy sneered and looked up, mixed with revenge, and his cruel and impatient gaze shot straight on the female instructor's face without any scruples: "From that day, I don't think of anything except killing the American white ghost. Instructor Cai, please tell me the truth, how long will it take for me to go to the front line?"

"Although you do have this talent and let go solo last month, according to the tutorial, you have just entered the most critical training stage of launching a ship. It will take at least three months for you to change the fighter jet and it will be possible to deploy it on the ship after half a year. As long as you listen to your sister, be more patient..."

The boy put away his sharp gaze and said lightly without any appreciation: "I don't have a sister, and I will never have any relatives anymore. Please respect the teacher. I am also very grateful to Instructor Cai for his guidance today. I will not be late for the evening class, so... can I disband now?"

"I...get it, let's disband."

"Yes, thank you instructor."

The young man Ruyi saluted, lifted the wind hood with his left hand, and slowly walked towards the coastal end of the base.

Behind him, Captain Cai Guolan, the captain of the 29th Coach Squadron of the Navy, closed his eyes, looked heartbroken and helpless.

Before sunset, in the base officer's restaurant, Cai Guolan, who had no appetite, closed her eyes and counted half a bowl of rice grains. She was about to put down her chopsticks and leave, but her eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of soft little hands.

"Guess who I am?"

"Who else can this be?" Cai Guolan raised the chopsticks in her hand, "Isn't it the Mrs. Zheng who just became an Indian bride?"

A little ice cat behind her was shot with such an electric shock and jumped into her shoulder: "You...Sister Cai is dead, you are so bad, what are you talking about... Forget it, ignore you, see who is coming?"

Not curiously putting down the chopsticks and turning back calmly, Cai Guolan smiled slightly, "Director Liang, why are you here? Have you eaten?"
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