Hello, Mr. Major General

In Europe and the United States, there are many people who can fly planes. Generally, well-off families can afford to go to flight school and learn how to fly planes.

But even if you don’t have money, you can go to flying school with a loan as long as you want to learn and have the qualifications.

As long as you graduate, earning money is not a problem.

Of course, the proportion of wealthy people who can fly planes is even greater, and many people have their own flight licenses.

However, most people fly small private jets, which are fundamentally different from such large passenger jets.

A female flight attendant came to first class to ask if there were any passengers who could fly a plane. This was a normal operation and response.

Because most of the first-class passengers are rich people, the proportion of people who can fly planes is also higher.

Huo Shaoheng picked up Gu Nianzhi, who was sitting next to him, and wanted to take them to the cockpit together. The female flight attendant didn't think much about it. She thought that Gu Nianzhi might also fly a plane, or at least assisted the male passenger to fly a plane. Without saying anything, I agreed, and took them to the cockpit.

Gu Nianzhi was stunned by Huo Shaoheng and walked over. After a while, he whispered, "What can I do?!"

"You just sit next to me and don't do anything." Huo Shaoheng said calmly, looking around the cabin while walking.

Because the plane is a closed space, when flying into the air, unless you want to hijack the plane, ordinary bad guys will not choose to commit crimes on the plane.

Huo Shaoheng is just habitually vigilant, even in a closed space.

Gu Nianzhi is not bad to think about it. You can go to see Huo Shaoheng fly the plane, and get happy again, raise his head and follow him into the cockpit.

The cockpit is relatively large, with a simple camp bed in one corner, and the person lying on it should be the captain who fainted.

The person sitting in the captain's position now must be the co-pilot before.

The female flight attendant invited Huo Shaoheng over, and she also served as the co-pilot.

Large passenger planes are not like that kind of private small planes, which cannot be driven by one person.

Huo Shaoheng unceremoniously sat down in the position of the co-pilot, gave one of Gu Nian's co-pilot spare sunglasses, and then put on the captain's flying sunglasses, fastened his seat belt, put on headphones, and looked at the dashboard.

The driver next to him hurriedly said: "There are some problems here. An engine seems to be shut down due to an obstacle, and I am thinking about restarting it."

Huo Shaoheng pursed his lips and went to see the data on the dashboard by himself.

In front of the two of them were rows of flight instruments shining densely with various light spots.

The mode control panel responsible for setting the route, altitude and speed, the main flight display responsible for displaying flight data, the navigation display responsible for displaying the navigation direction, as well as the engine management system and the backup instrument panel.

Standing behind Huo Shaoheng, Gu Nianzhi looked at the front row of dashboards that resembled science fiction movies, and then looked at the black clouds rolling outside the front window, there was a sense of unreal absurdity.

"...Alex, what's the matter with those clouds?" Gu Nianzhi couldn't help asking.

Although Huo Shaoheng was wearing headphones, he heard Gu Nianzhi's words.

Without looking back, he said, "Airflow. All kinds of airflow are possible in the upper air. Such airflow is likely to be a cloud of thunder."

As soon as his voice fell, as far as he could see, the thick black cloud was suddenly torn apart by a lightning bolt that pierced the sky!

Then I heard a crisp sound, and the whole plane quaked uncontrollably.

The plane was hit by lightning!

"HolyShit!" Was sitting in the passenger on the captain position rave up, "?! Yousonofbitch! I'llknockyououtandshowyouwho'stheDaddy!"

(How dare you hit my plane?! You son of a bitch! Let's make gestures! See who is the father!)

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

Huo Shaoheng was not surprised at all. He turned around and said quickly: "Sit down and fasten your seat belt."

Gu Nianzhi retired to the two fixed seats in the corner with the female flight attendant.

The first officer held a wrench and struck the dashboard desperately, shouting: "I'myourDaddy! I'myourDaddy!" (I'm your father! I'm your father!)

Gu Nianzhi twitched the corners of her lips speechlessly, then turned to look at the female flight attendant.

The female flight attendant looked at her with a smile and said, "He is like this, very manly, isn't he?"

Gu Nianzhi did not answer, but thought to himself, your understanding of man is completely different from mine...

Gu Nianzhi retracted his gaze and suddenly felt a wave of inertia, the plane suddenly accelerated and galloped forward!

"Hahahaha! I have repaired the engine!" The driver just danced.

Gu Nianzhi was even more speechless, covering his forehead with his hand, and started to have a headache.

How could there be such a pilot?

The pilot who slammed his wrench on the dashboard to restart the engine if he didn't agree.

Gu Nianzhi feels that she never wants to take a Russian Airlines plane anymore...

"Nanzhi, put on sunglasses." Huo Shaoheng said as he steered his left hand, his arm was full of strength, and he slowly lifted the airliner weighing several hundred tons upwards.

Ten meters, 20 meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters, when they reached 500 meters, their eyes lit up, and they finally rushed out of the black cloud!

The high-altitude sunlight rushed in. Gu Nianzhi was fortunate that Huo Shaoheng reminded him that he had put on sunglasses and was not burned by the high-altitude sunlight.

The female flight attendant next to her took a step slower and only had time to close her eyes, but her eyes suddenly pierced and tears flowed down involuntarily.

Gu Nianzhi took out a pack of tissues and handed it over.

The flight attendant said "thank you" and wiped the tears from her face with a tissue.

The plane stood out from the dark clouds. After calibrating its direction, it reset its flight mode to the intended destination.

Huo Shaoheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your luck is also really bad. You can also encounter high-altitude lightning at this time."

"Haha, do you think it's a natural phenomenon?" The co-pilot sneered and turned his head, glanced at Huo Shaoheng, and looked up and down: "Your plane is driving well? The fighter?"

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

"Your gestures are very steady, especially when pulling up. I have never seen civil aviation pilots with your gestures and skills to lift up, but fighter pilots often practice this."

Huo Shaoheng still pretended to be silly, "Really? It was an instinctive reaction at the time, by coincidence."

"Don't admit it yet?" The man raised his eyebrows, his face was full of beard, his eyebrows and hair were thick, and his hair was full.

He shook his fist at Huo Shaoheng: "I was a fighter pilot's instructor!"

I heard that most of the pilots of Aeroflot are fighter pilots, and now it seems that I am not deceived.

Gu Nianzhi muttered in his heart, watching Huo Shaoheng keep silent, knowing that he was trying to act stupid, so he interrupted him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Mr., you are amazing. You restarted the engine with a wrench. Ah, what did you mean by saying that dark clouds are not a natural phenomenon?"

She smiled sweetly, her voice was crisp and tender, and the topic she asked was what the co-pilot wanted to talk about, as if she immediately diverted the person's attention.

The man turned around and smiled at Gu Nianzhi: "Little girl, have you ever heard the concept of a'weather weapon'?"

"Weapon of weather?" Gu Nianzhi shook his head, "No, but it sounds like it's very tall!"

"Yes, it's very tall and sci-fi!" The co-pilot laughed loudly. "But most of it is really sci-fi—sci-fi, and it’s not yet realized."

puff--!

Gu Nianzhi couldn't help laughing, "Then what is a weather weapon?"

"Meteorological weapons, in simple terms, use man-made means to create natural disasters to achieve the combat goal of eliminating the enemy, such as earthquakes, tsunamis, heavy rains, mountain torrents, heavy snow, and lightning."

Gu Nian made it through at one point, and immediately said: "Oh, artificial rainfall is almost the same, right?"

"Yes! Artificial rainfall is the primary use of meteorological weapons. Of course, artificial rainfall is a great benefit to help arid areas, but if you use artificial rainfall to cause landslides or landslides when fighting an enemy, it is a weather weapon."

Gu Nianzhi knew that there were weather weapons, but he didn't believe that the black cloud just now was a weather weapon, but he still applauded the first officer: "That's great! Sir, you're really good!"

Complimented by a beautiful oriental girl, the hairy co-pilot narrowed his eyes into a slit with a smile, hidden in his thick eyelashes and beard.

"However, if it is a weather weapon, there must be an opponent. Do you know who wants to do this to your aircraft?" Gu Nianzhi asked repeatedly.

"Who else?! There is only one country for us, Great Russia!" The co-pilot gritted his teeth, "It's the damn America!"

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

"Do you have evidence?" Gu Nianzhi asked cautiously.

"No. But I just know it, it must be them." The co-pilot replied confidently.

"There are only two countries in the world that have the ability to manipulate meteorological weapons of this scale. One is our dead Soviet Union, and the other is the Great America. Even our present Russia can't do it."

Gu Nianzhi curled his lips and wanted to say that our Huaxia Empire is also capable!

But looking at Huo Shaoheng sitting next to her, she still didn't dare to let go of Flicker. She just said, "But I don't think the meteorological weapon just now is too large?"

Because they quickly rushed out of the dark clouds and left the thunder and lightning clouds.

"Cut, how can they have the technology to carry out large-scale weather weapons now? That's not going to go to the sky?" The co-pilot sneered, and said that he missed his mouth. They don’t have much energy."

Gu Nianzhi heard it too, and was silent for a while, before quietly asking: "Sir, are you not a pilot? How do you know the accomplishments and wealth of the United States in weather weapons? Are you bragging?"

"I'm bragging? Do I need to brag?!" The man slapped the dashboard in front of him, shaking the wrench to his feet, and banging to the ground.

Gu Nianzhi shrank her neck and muttered: "If you don't have it, you won't have it, you can fly the plane! Don't shoot around. What if you mess up your engine control program again?"

At this moment Huo Shaoheng spoke. He spoke in Russian.

"How can it be messed up? Mr. Vladimir, the current second-in-command of the famous KGB, actually flew the plane for us personally. It is an honor to be here."

This is today's first update: Chapter 1221 "The Daily Flight of the Fighting Nation".

The second shift at one o'clock in the afternoon, the third shift at eight in the evening.

PS: Thank you "Beth1211" for the 10,000 starting coins rewarded yesterday.

muah!

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