Chapter 231 Section 231 - Who is the Real Loser

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The T-7C "Red Hawk" advanced trainer aircraft, with its landing gear down, roared down the long runway and finally decelerated, gently sliding towards the apron. The jet engines couldn't be shut off during the entire taxi process; they needed to maintain the most basic output. Once shut off, well, that would be awkward. The roaring noise diminished, eventually coming to an abrupt halt. The cockpit canopy opened, and Chen Fei unstrapped and leaped out. Despite the cockpit of the "Red Hawk" being designed to be relatively spacious, primarily for Caucasians, he still felt cramped and confined inside. Pilots aren't usually tall and skinny; the most common body type is often short and stocky, robust, and if dressed in a short robe, they could pass as martial arts experts. The other three students had been waiting on the apron and came up to meet him immediately. The boldest among the three students, Ashka Copernicus, whose call sign was "Pumpkin," asked first, "Instructor Ramaya, when will it be our turn to fly the planes?" "I'm tired, let's talk about it in a couple of days!" Stay updated with empire Instructor Ramaya had climbed down from the plane with his eyes closed, relying solely on memory, then simply shook his head. The aircraft climbing resulted in excessive overload, causing black vision due to cerebral hypoxia; diving caused weightlessness and cerebral congestion, resulting in red vision. This heavy pressure cycle had left his eyes sore and swollen even now; he needed to apply some eye drops and rest properly. Being half incapacitated, how could he still have the strength to take other students flying? "Eh?" The three students collectively voiced their disappointment. "Alright, I'm heading to the med bay first, we'll talk later." Instructor Ramaya blinked hard, barely restoring some sight as the red haze before his eyes gradually receded, though full recovery would still take time. At least for the short term, he couldn't fly again. Karan Phillips quickly spoke up before Ramaya could leave, "Instructor, we want to have a one-on-one challenge with 'Rookie'!" "Through the flight simulator." Tempun Schneider timely added. These two restless fellows had actually forgotten the most crucial part, and had Schneider spoken a moment later, they might already have been greeted rudely by fists. The spacious apron was indeed a great place for lying flat, whether willingly or otherwise, with essentially no difference in the outcome. "Right, right, through the flight simulator!" Ashka and Karan rapidly nodded their heads, sweating profusely. That was close! "A duel on the flight simulator? No problem! Just do as you please, but remember not to set the overload too high." Although using the flight simulator involved minimal wear and tear, there was still a possibility of injury, so Instructor Ramaya still took care to remind them. Just like what the three students thought, the flight simulator was like an ultra-advanced big toy, but no matter how high the realism, it couldn't compare to actual flying; many small details couldn't be replicated by the simulator, as human senses constitute a very complex system, sometimes involving more than just the five senses. However, the media's attention always comes fast and goes fast; in this age of entertainment to death, it wasn't long before some explosive new news story distracted the masses, and they quickly shifted their attention away from the recently raided Eagle Nest private airport. Since coming back from Chapala City in Mesoamerica, Chen Fei noticed Old David looking much better now that the small Federal Air Force airport was back to its usual quiet, with no groups of media people around. "Just saw off some people from the FBI, finally I can breathe a sigh of relief." Being a hero isn't easy, it seems glamorous, but actually, it's carrying an almost unbearable burden. Old David let out a long breath, smiling wryly watching those three students who sneaked away like rats, sticking close to the wall. Is it something you can't provoke nor avoid? But does it have to be like this? "You've had a hard time, why not rest a bit more?" Chen Fei wanted to help the elderly man to a seat in the resting area, but the other waved his cane, unceremoniously shooing him away. "Off, off, I'm not yet so old I can't walk." As people age, they tend to dislike admitting it the most, despising Chen Fei's kindness, Old David instead moved towards the nearest flight simulator and grabbed the door handle, pulling himself onto it. Old David's legs weren't so nimble, but he still had strength in his upper body. He hunched his body into the cockpit, placing his cane aside, fastening his seatbelt, putting on the tactical helmet. The actions that he had repeated countless times were deeply engraved in his bones, and deftly completed, finally making a gesture to a dumbfounded Chen Fei. "Come, play a couple of games with this old geezer!" Chen Fei said with a smile, "Old David, you're not joking, are you?" Although the flight simulator looked like a massive high-fidelity gaming machine, it was still quite different from a real gaming console. Apart from its one-to-one scale cockpit design and three-dimensional realistic imaging features, it could also simulate nearly realistic overload. If the real overload parameters are set too high, there is a possibility of injury. "Do I look like I'm joking? Get on, let's train!" Without another word, Old David pressed a button, and the cockpit began to close. Recalling those glorious days, he was once the "Eagle King" who looked down upon the world. Did these youngsters really think that just because he was older, he couldn't wield a sword anymore? "Sure, but take it easy!" Chen Fei could only smile ruefully as he returned to the simulator he had just used, doing the same operations, the capsule closed. "I've shut off the overload simulation, go ahead!" Old David immediately set up the battlefield for a skirmish. In the battle map, the take-off points for both sides were 50 kilometers apart, almost just a press of the throttle, eliminating the need for extensive searching. As soon as they got close, the battle would break out. Chen Fei chose the F-22 "Raptor" as his mount, Old David gave him his old buddy to familiarize himself with in advance. Moreover, choosing the MiG-28 was useless since Old David would certainly select the F-22. With the two jets clashing, the MiG-28 would definitely be pummeled by the F-22; it was inevitable! Between the second-and-a-half and fourth generations, there was a generation-and-a-half difference! -

Chapter 231 Section 231 - Who is the Real Loser

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