"College, I really want to say now that you are almost an old fox." Yue Peng said this, putting the food in his mouth, and then chewing it on his own.

"Haha, aren't you also a little fox? But you forgot, who is on the territory?" Li Lin smiled and said, full of affection for Yue Peng. She only felt that although this kid was sometimes weird in behavior, she was very popular.

Yue Peng didn't say anything else, and was not polite, and began to eat food frantically.

"In addition, logic is, with your current strength, it should be more than enough to join McLaren Air Force Base, but I plan to let you stay in McLaren Skynet for a few more days and further train with all your heart. I wonder what you think?" Li Lin continued to say to Yue Peng.

"Yes." Yue Peng said casually.

In this way, after chatting with Li Lin for more than an hour, Li Lin took his own special military magnetic car to send Yue Peng back to the door of the dormitory.

After re-entering the dormitory, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. After moving a little, Yue Peng entered the training room without stopping and began to train frantically.

In Yue Peng's opinion, Li Lin's borrowing so much is completely useless today. Now Yue Peng must supplement the various training volumes today.

Three hours of hand speed training are indispensable, and there is also the time to train the flight movements that have not been completed ten thousand times.

In this way, just a few minutes passed, and Yue Peng completely entered the training state.

At the same time, Yue Peng, who sent Yue Peng back to the luxurious dormitory, directly instructed his driver to go to Airport No. 1 of McLaren Air Force Base for a moment.

After about half an hour of rapid driving, he came to Li Lin at Airport No. 1 in the dark, and secretly entered a small magnetic helicopter, and then quietly sailed low in the direction of the south.

Then he went straight to a crater more than 3,000 kilometers south of McLaren Air Force Base. Then the faint starlight in the sky, you can vaguely see the entire crater like a crater, with vast woods and rivers like blood, spread all over it, and there was no one around.

Almost as the small helicopter slowly sank into the crater, a mountainside, a giant rock with extremely good camouflaged suddenly opened slowly, revealing a metal tunnel leading straight to the inside of the mountain.

Without a moment of pause, the small magnetic helicopter turned directly into it, and the giant rock closed immediately.

Entering the tunnel built by metal, the small magnetic helicopter finally slowly anchored on a metal platform. This is the fighter jet research and development institute secretly built by Li Lin, who tried his best to develop a fighter jet that could compete with the Super Group.

On one side of the platform, a man wearing a white long gown holding a light brain board in his hand. He looked in his fifties, but his hair was gray and he had a long beard.

And he is the chief scientist of McLaren Fighter Research and Development Institute, named Chi Zhong.

"How is it? Is the goods here?" Li Lin came to Chi Zhong and asked with a serious expression.

"It's just a while ago, Colonel, come with me." Chi Zhong's expression was serious, and after saying a word, he took Li Lin directly into a metal door.

The entire McLaren Fighter Research and Development Institute is built entirely according to the shape of the mountain, presenting a huge ring with clear divisions.

As for the staff, they were all top students from the Department of Fighter Design and Mechanical Department who were secretly dug up from various universities in Longlinzi Country.

However, due to limited manufacturing technology and the blockade of the core technologies of major super groups in fighter jets, the progress of fighter jet research and development is not ideal, and there is no problem in manufacturing fighter jets, but the performance is convenient and unsatisfactory.

After traveling along the magnetic transmission channel for more than ten minutes, Li Lin and Chi Zhong finally entered a giant metal warehouse. They saw that Yue Peng's beloved vector top fighter jet was parked in the center of the warehouse, which looked quite new.

"Haha, I didn't expect this kid to maintain it well." Li Lin looked at this vector top fighter plane and smiled.

"I have checked it. This vector top fighter aircraft produced by Yuezhi Group, codenamed Silver Blade, the latest generation fighter aircraft of Yuezhi Group. I don't know why, the standard paint of Silver Blade should be silver. Why is this fighter aircraft pure black and has an engine, and it is not the standard equipment of Yuezhi Group, as if it needs to be a little more." Chi Zhong raised his own doubts.

"Don't worry about these things. Now I will only tell me one thing. What is the value of this fighter jet's research?" Li Lin said straightforwardly without any hesitation.

"It's very high, rare intact." Chi Zhong responded truthfully, his face full of a hint of excitement.

"That's good, and remember one thing: research is research, decomposition is decomposition, don't break it, otherwise I will pay for it." Li Lin patted Chi Zhong's shoulder and instructed.

From this we can see that Li Lin is still a very credible person.

"No problem. We will start conducting all-round research early tomorrow morning and then integrate the technology into the fighter jets we have developed.

In fact, so far, the fighter jets that this fighter research and development can provide are quite limited, and are only provided to a few sub-bases, about a few hundred.

The other fighter jets, especially the Storm-level, were supplied by the military of Longlinzi Country, and their performance was definitely not as good as those of the Yuezhi Group.

"Save the time, I hope the code-name Red Eagle fighter we developed can achieve satisfactory results." Li Lin gently held his hands behind his back, looked at Yue Peng's top vector fighter jet, and murmured to himself.

At the same time, when looking at Yue Peng, who was located in the dormitory, after three hours of training, he was sweating profusely, lying on the floor, constantly gasping for breath, and had magnetic gravity rings on his wrists and waist.

After looking at it, it was already twelve to thirty in the middle of the night, and Yue Peng did not plan to finish the day's training. He had to make up for all the training that was lost during the day. This was also a habit of Yue Peng.

After lying on the ground for more than ten minutes, Yue Peng got up from the ground, then wiped the sweat from his body with a towel, put on his air combat uniform, carried the air combat helmet, and went directly into the advanced simulator, and continued to start the next intensive training of the flight movements.

As for this time, most of the students have entered a sweet dream.

In this way, more than twenty days passed in a flash. During these twenty days, Yue Peng had just trained every day, day and night, and never stopped. His purpose was to make his hand speed reach 20 as soon as possible and strive to become a storm-level pilot the day earlier.

Over the past few days, Anu has also been very "helpful". The training intensity of Yue Peng has been repeatedly improved, basically keeping Yue Peng on the brink of physical fitness.

It was noon on the 21st day of the 21st day. On Saturday, Yue Peng had been training for a whole morning and was already sweating profusely.

Only Yue Peng's eyes were still very focused.

Looking at the advanced hand speed training device in front of Yue Peng, Yue Peng's hand speed has begun to hover between 19.9 and 20, which is a sign that the hand speed is about to improve.

"Come on." Yue Peng made such a sound in his heart, and his hands were moving quickly in front of him with all their might.

Although Yue Peng's physical strength has been consumed violently after a whole morning of continuous training, Yue Peng is still gritting his teeth and persevering. Today's hand speed must reach 20, because today is Yue Peng's 20th birthday.

On your 20th birthday, getting your hand speed to 20 is undoubtedly the best explanation for yourself.

After another hour, looking at the small particle screen in front of Yue Peng, the numbers were finally frozen firmly at 20!

With such a discovery, Yue Peng finally couldn't hold on and took a little step back. Then he collapsed on the ground, his whole body was completely wet with sweat, and his whole body seemed weak. Only those hands were clenched tightly into a fist-shaped shape, and his tired face was filled with this excitement.

"It's finally 20, and it's still one step away from the Storm-class pilot." Yue Peng murmured to himself, and his birthday goal was finally achieved.

After wading on the floor for more than twenty minutes, Yue Peng sat up from the ground, took a bottle of Jiao Nutrition Soup, and drank a large bottle of clean water. Yue Peng slowly got up, picked up more than a dozen training T-shirts soaked in sweat, and then threw them all into the smart cleaning machine in the bathroom, and then lay in the bathtub, closing his eyes slightly, and relaxing his body as much as possible.

Yue Peng began to think about the next training plan. The hand speed reaches 20, which is a bottleneck for anyone, and the improvement of hand speed will become very slow unless it is supported by advanced neural optimization fluid.

No matter where this liquid is, it is quite precious and completely extracted from cosmic creatures. Even if it has an average effect, it will cost tens of millions of blue shields. The refining method is quite confidential.

Undoubtedly, the best way for Yue Peng to obtain advanced neural optimization fluid is to defeat the Blue Bishop fighter with one click and get the reward of challenge ten - King of Neural Optimization Fluid. Once this neural optimization fluid is successfully produced, it will increase its efficacy by 100% compared to ordinary advanced neural optimization fluid.

This is definitely a temptation for Yue Peng.

"It seems that the focus of the next training will be on the Blue Bishop fighter plane." Yue Peng, who was lying in the bathtub, muttered to himself.

Beep beep beep...

Just as Yue Peng was constantly rectifying his ideas, a series of call sounds suddenly came from the air combat liaison device on Yue Peng's wrist.
Chapter completed!