The hand holding the armrest of the plane was so hard that the veins on the back of his hand were highlighted. He was really scared, afraid that he would be thrown out of the plane and then fall to the ground at an altitude of several thousand meters.
For him, this was probably the most tragic way to die that he could imagine. So he tried to hold on to everything, as if doing so would bring him a sense of security.
Later, with his eyes closed, he felt the slight impact of the plane landing. He could feel that the speed of the plane was decreasing, and the sound of the howling wind around him gradually faded away.
Someone slapped the back of his hand that was holding on to the armrest tightly and refused to let go, until he regained consciousness and saw the smiling face of the ground crew through the gap left by the viscous liquid he spit out.
He let go of his hand in embarrassment and took off his dirty goggles. Only then did he feel that his face had been numbed by the wind.
The ground crew helped him open the buckle of his seat belt, and the two men dragged him out of the cockpit like a dead dog.
Only then did he see that his clothes were covered with gastric juices and various chewed foods. Because they had been in his stomach for a while, most of these foods had melted and looked even more disgusting.
When he was finally able to stand firmly on his own, the two ground staff released their hands supporting him. At this time, he also saw the vomit on his pants...
He felt that he might be dead, and he swore that he had never been as embarrassed as he was today in his life.
The dwarves and elves standing in the distance, as well as the pilot apprentices from other countries, were all laughing at him and the dozen or so unlucky rookies who flew into the sky with him.
These apprentices all vomited, but some vomited a lot, and some vomited a little less. There was no difference between them, and everyone was in the same embarrassment this time.
A large social death scene, and a tragedy of spending a lot of money to go there yourself: According to the charging standards, a real flight will cost 25 gold coins in fuel costs, which is definitely not cheap.
But apart from the social death that made people want to die, he still felt that the trip was worthwhile. The feeling of flying was really great, and everything was so exciting.
For a person who has never left the ground, soaring in the sky is definitely one of the ultimate dreams. The feeling is truly indescribable, wonderful and full of unknowns.
As one of the first batch of pilot apprentices sent by Cyric to learn to fly, he performed relatively well. He also had a task, which was to write a letter to Cyric's senior management about his feelings here and his suggestions.
His letter is very important. It is an important information reference for Cyric whether he needs to continue training pilots.
So that night, during the precious personal time of apprentice pilots, he spread out the letter paper and began to write down his feelings and opinions about today:
"Dear Lady Sophia, other adults, and the first pilot apprentice Jason who arrived at Dragon Island send their respectful greetings."
"Today we experienced flying for the first time. We got on the plane and experienced what flying is with the instructor controlling it!"
"I swear this is a skill worth learning! Without the training from Tang Guo's instructors, we might not be able to truly master the flying skills in our lifetime."
"It's completely different from driving a car. This is a three-dimensional and more complex operation process. We can jump up and down. The feeling is really... wonderful! If I hadn't experienced it personally, I really wouldn't believe it.
Feel."
"My suggestion is to immediately send more personnel to learn how to fly the aircraft. Without sufficient personnel reserves, we will lose many opportunities in the future."
"At least the eliminated people should be replenished, and if possible, some new students should be selected."
"Those are the people who went to school in Bunas. Their theories are so profound that many of us don't understand them at all."
"I can only hear a general outline. I barely understand the complex mathematical formulas and geometric drawings, which seriously affects my theoretical knowledge."
"Jack looked really embarrassed yesterday. He vomited out all his breakfast. When the plane landed, you could still see his vomited things stuck to the fuselage."
"Okay, I admit that I also vomited. When the earth and sky kept appearing in my eyes, I felt like my head was about to be thrown out. I kept vomiting, couldn't stop being dizzy, and so on.
When everything returned to normal, I was dragged out of the plane by the ground crew like a dead dog."
"Those dwarves laughed at us, and then they also got on. I was vomiting gastric juice on the edge of the runway and watching the plane roll in the sky."
"It was then that I realized what I had just experienced... Gods above me, looking at it from a distance, I realized that I was rolling and soaring in the sky so exaggeratedly just now, like a real bird!"
"Isn't this what I came here to learn? Flying like that is so exciting! Each of those movements is so graceful and so beautiful that it makes people envious."
"Don't talk about airships. That thing can only be called taking off, not flying at all! It is thousands of miles away from an airplane!"
"After the dwarves landed, I laughed at them. Their vomit was all over their beards. I heard that one dwarf had his vomit poured into his nostrils and almost killed himself.
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"So we and the elves laughed at the dwarves... and then we and the dwarves laughed at the elves."
"Anyway, everyone wasted this breakfast. At noon, we saw that many people were not interested in eating. They were so depressed that they were even weak to speak."
"But I can still feel everyone's determination. No one quits. Everyone wants to learn how to fly. This is an opportunity we don't want to miss."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The above is my intuitive feeling today. I will record it and send it back to the consortium. I hope it can provide useful reference for you adults."
After writing the last sentence, the young man who was among the first to die in the morning and then watched everyone die one after another, folded the letter paper in his hand twice and stuffed it into an envelope.
It was too expensive to send telegrams from Long Island, and the use of passwords to send messages was prohibited, so writing letters became a more feasible method of communication.
There is nothing confidential anyway, and even if someone inspects it, no problem will be found - as for timeliness, there is no way to balance it.
If there is really something important, it doesn't mean you can't send a telegram. Anyway, just say a few words and pick out some important ones and send them.
About two-thirds of the first batch of apprentice pilots from various countries who arrived at Dragon Island have been eliminated. Many failed their cultural classes and were sent back directly.
There is no way, the literacy rate in this world is very low, and generally only nobles are eligible to receive higher education.
The old-world education of just literacy is not enough, and students must be able to quickly catch up with the new curriculum, which is a bit overwhelming. Many people who were sent were eliminated at this level, and they seemed quite aggrieved.
During the auditions in each country, in accordance with the requirements of the Tang State, the elites with the best physical fitness were selected and assembled. This in itself is a rare choice, and it is more than a hundred times stricter than the selection of artillery!
Now we have once again eliminated some of those whose physical fitness is still not up to standard, and the remaining ones are truly the one-in-a-million talents.
"It's so easy to replenish people." His companion, who had been watching him write the letter, complained: "You don't know how we selected them. How can we replenish a batch? It's not that easy to find people."
"I'm just doing my duty!" He sealed his letter, held it in his hands and walked out of his dormitory.
After walking through the corridor, passing by the exercise ground, and walking along a forest path, he came to the mailroom dedicated to mailing letters.
"Send a letter?" The guard sitting in the mailroom smiled politely and was very enthusiastic when greeting me.
This is also a part of service. After all, these foreign apprentices studying here are all big sponsors. Every one of them who stayed paid huge tuition fees. I heard that a Cyric apprentice can almost
Having three of Tang's own pilots should be more enthusiastic.
"Yes! Send a letter!" The apprentice handed the letter to the other party in a very polite manner. After the other party accepted it, he put it in a basket specially designed for students' letters.
There were already several envelopes inside. Looking at the notes and addresses, there were ones from the Ice Empire, the Lions Empire, and the Dorne Empire.
When Cyric's apprentice turned around to leave, he saw an awkward pilot apprentice from the Dahua Empire holding an envelope in his hand.
The two of them passed by each other, and each saw the other's intention of coming here.
It seems that everyone has the same mission, to find out the truth about whether the future development of pilots is important, and then send what they see and hear back to their own countries.
What makes them even more embarrassed is that they have all socialized with each other today. Except for a few people who are extremely healthy and did not vomit, the rest of them are in a very embarrassed state.
"Have you had dinner?" Cyric's apprentice couldn't help but ask him.
The pilot apprentice from the Great China Empire nodded, then shook his head: "I took two bites, but felt uncomfortable, so I gave up."
"I didn't eat either." Cyric's apprentice sighed: "I hope we can adapt to the training the day after tomorrow."
In a sense, the apprentices of the Dahua Empire who were standing in the same trench nodded: "We have to work hard to catch up with those instructors!"
"Yes! We have to be stronger than them! Otherwise, when we go back, we will still be far behind them. The apprentices we brought out will be even more far behind them!" Cyric's apprentice nodded.