split sky ride

Chapter 964 - Lucky Entry
Smelling the aroma of wine when the cork was unscrewed, the "crazy" Sun Ruzheng swallowed his saliva unwillingly. It was not that he couldn't drink, but that he didn't dare to drink.

"Ugh! You have to go into battle tomorrow, and alcohol will impair your nerve reactions."

In order to extend their flying lifespan as long as possible, pilots try their best to avoid tobacco, alcohol, drugs and anything that is not good for their health in their daily lives.

Slurp, the other air knights who were giving Chen Fei extra lessons and supporting him (suppressing Sun Ruzheng) looked very embarrassed.

"Drinking a small cup, never overdosing, can help you relax and relieve stress, and help to stimulate blood circulation!"

Chen Fei scoffed at the idea that it was harmful to health. He said that everything should be consumed in excess. If consumed in excess, even rice could kill people.

Look at the big bear Chekov at the 911 Air Crew Base. He took wine out of his crotch and the more he drank, the more he had. It didn't affect his combat effectiveness at all!
"is it?"

Under the temptation of fine wine, these fighter pilots were like a group of innocent children and picked up their glasses involuntarily.

"It has to be! One glass of wine and the putter will fly. Two ounces of wine and the barrel will roll 720 degrees. If you can't drink, what kind of aviation person are you? What if the country needs your alcohol tolerance? If you lie down after half a glass, are you worthy of the cultivation of the motherland?"

The poison left by Chekhov the big bear is endless, but Chen Xiaoer just opens his mouth and his conscience doesn't hurt at all.

"Well, then... let's have a drink first!"

The fragrant wine was poured out, filling every cup.

Before reaching out his hand, he carefully looked around to make sure that he was on Chen Fei's bridge and there were no other strangers around. Only then did he boldly pick up the two-liang wine glass.

(S-level space-based psychic Heseman Brown: I'm not a human?)
So the S-level psychic also grabbed a cup, took it in his hand and took a sip, with an expression of surprise and regret on his face.

The little-known small-brand wine from the Sky Star tastes surprisingly good, and is in no way inferior to the famous wines from the Blue Star that cost tens of thousands of Star Yuan a bottle.

The aroma of wine is also afraid of the deep alley!
It's amazing that a rookie could find such a wine from such a corner.

"Ha!~"

Sun Ruzheng exhaled a fragrant aroma (of wine), raised the half-empty wine glass, and nodded with a satisfied look on his face.

"Good wine!"

It’s so enjoyable!
"Good wine!"

"This wine is not bad!"

"Although I have never tasted this brand, it is indeed good! Good wine!"

The pilots of Blue Planet's first sovereign combat team acted like thieves to each other, carefully and cautiously giving fair comments.

However, the small brand of wine from Sky Star has won unanimous praise.

"Come on, come on, refill! Refill!"

Chen Fei picked up the bottle again.

Like Hana BOSS, he also doesn't like drinking alone. The more people there are, the more he drinks.

When you are happy in life, you should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty. In life, every sip of wine is less and less. Don't wait until you are old, have high blood pressure, high blood sugar and high cholesterol, and can't drink anymore. Then you can only look at the empty bottle of wine and cry, thinking back to the days when you could drink three kilograms of wine, but now, after just one drink, you end up with nothing. How sad it is.

"Don't dare, that's all!"

Sun Ruzheng quickly moved his wine glass away and held the remaining half glass, treating it as a treasure.

People should be moderate. It is not right for active pilots to drink alcohol, and it is a sin to be greedy for alcohol. A full cup of two taels is enough.

If the leaders knew that they got together to drink secretly, they would probably cry their eyes out when writing self-criticisms. How fun it was, how fun it was to spin the wheel, how fragrant it was, they went back and forth five hundred times, and no matter how much they drank, they would have to pour it all out for you, and they would have to pay for it.

The others were just like Sun Ruzheng, they just drank a little and didn't dare to go any further.

What's more, they will supervise each other. If you want to do something crazy, as long as you are not afraid of being beaten to death, then go ahead! The organization will take on the responsibility of education.

……

Although good wine is fragrant, it will eventually run out. No matter how much you cherish it, it will eventually run out. What's more, there is not much of it to begin with, and with the side dishes, two or two glasses are quickly finished.

"Great! Let's start the make-up class!"

Reluctantly putting down the empty wine glass, Sun Ruzheng patted Chen Fei's shoulder contentedly. He thought that he could settle personal grudges with just two ounces of wine. He was not a bad person.

He can get over this grudge with just two glasses of wine. He's not a bad person.

The combat pilots of the First Sovereign took out a bunch of information, and the old bastards were up to their tricks again.

The performance of the crystal energy jet and the combat aircraft is there, it is fixed and difficult to change. Unless it is Chen Fei's supernatural skill, it will take more than a day or two to change it.

But the driver is alive, and his mind is constantly changing, making it difficult for others to grasp. Therefore, the tactics formulated for the fifth round of simulated battle the next day are actually calculated based on people's hearts.

Although the fourth round of the "qualifying battle" only took a short time, less than an hour from start to finish, the flight simulator would consume a lot of physical energy. The combat pilots who were carried out needed time to recover and could not fight continuously.

The further you advance in the "qualifying battles", the greater the burden will be, so you can only fight one battle a day. If you rush to fight, you may die.

I was a little tipsy, but not drunk, and it was far from being worthy of getting drunk.

After a whole night of study, Chen Fei arrived at the hangar where the "qualifying battle" was held early the next morning with full confidence.

There were more and more spectators gathered outside. If a special passage had not been opened, he and the pilots participating in the battle would probably not have been able to squeeze in.

I took a peek at the crowd and saw three girls with nothing on their upper body except for the American flag painted on them and a pair of panties that reached their buttocks. They were like they were wearing nothing at all. They were posing as cheerleaders in a dignified manner. They really thought that no one could see them. There are 50 federal stars and you have two of them. You should be proud of yourself! It's really an eyesore! Let's go!

Chen Fei, lamenting the corruption of the world, shook his head and stepped into the "battlefield".

Women will only affect the speed of his urge to masturbate! (Except Mr. Shen)

There are 111 participants in the fifth round of the "qualifying battle". After discussion by the referee team, it is decided that one lucky person will have a bye. The bye qualification is limited to once, to avoid being given a bye every time, and to avoid being given a bye by God.

After all, by the fifth round, the top 100 rankings will be decided, and the strength gap between the participants is not too exaggerated. Things like a tiger attacking a flock of sheep and killing them indiscriminately are almost impossible to happen.

Chen Fei was unexpectedly given a bye.

His appearance in the fifth round of the "Qualifying Battle" list, which was mostly composed of Air Knights, was a surprise in itself.

If he didn't have a combat aircraft as a vehicle, he probably wouldn't even make it to the second round. After all, Chen Xiaoer was just a B-level mutant, and there were many people here who could crush him. Reality was so cruel.

Being given a bye is both a good thing and a bad thing for Chen Fei.

The good thing is that I escaped the disaster and was lucky enough to make it to the top 56 before the sixth round. I was able to get a good ranking in the real top 100 ranking, which is enough to brag about for the rest of my life. Otherwise, I would have stopped outside the top 100 and would not have gotten any ranking at all.

The bad thing is that the paper tiger is not a real tiger after all. After several rounds of simulated battles, its true background is revealed and the advantage of information asymmetry is exhausted. When real hard power is needed, it is almost impossible to enter the top 28 in the seventh round.

However, for Chen Fei, being able to get to this point is already a rare stroke of luck.

When the combat pilots of the First Sovereign heard the news that Chen Fei had luckily been selected as a bye, they all congratulated him. This was a result that was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

"Not bad luck!"

"I'm actually in the top 100, that's great!"

"Not an air knight, but better than an air knight. Maybe I'll be recruited later!"

"Hurry up and formulate more new tactics. Those who can enter the sixth round are tough guys. Even if we lose, we have to lose decently."

"But don't worry too much. Don't get killed instantly at the beginning. After all, it's a combat ship. It can at least hold on for a while."

Because under normal circumstances, Chen Fei should have been stopped by the "crazy" Sun Ruzheng in the fourth round.

But fate played tricks on people, and it not only affected Chen Fei, but also others.

The veteran Sun Ruzheng never thought that he would be defeated by an amateur player. His carefully designed real invisible game wasted. He thought he would win for sure, but in the end...

The combat pilots who were tutoring Chen Fei were all very relaxed and stress-free. They were even more optimistic about the next simulated battle. Losing was also winning, and winning was even more exciting.

It was beyond expectation that a commoner could make it this far, and getting a bye was a bonus.

Last night's tactical plan needs to be improved, defense needs to be strengthened, and the loss should not be too ugly. As for winning? How is it possible? Unless Chen Fei's full-strength flying ship combat group is summoned into the simulated battlefield, it is impossible to win, and losing is only a matter of time.

As long as we don't take the initiative to attack and actively defend, are we still worried that we can't delay for ten or eight minutes? From a strategic perspective, every extra minute of delay is a record that we can be proud of.

No one expected Chen Fei to win at all!
Although he was lucky enough to enter the sixth round, Chen Fei still did not miss any battles in the fifth round, including the battles between top pilots and air knights, and the peak showdown between air knights. Everyone was no longer hiding their skills and brought out their best abilities. Winning was not easy, and losing was not shameful. Many scenes of aerial combat skills were quite noteworthy.

In the fifth round, almost one-tenth of the combat pilots were carried out, whether they were winners or losers.

Once you enter the simulated battlefield, the pressure that is like a mountain can probably only be understood by those who have personally experienced the battle.

"Hey! Mr. Rookie, are you still betting on yourself to win today?"

There were no byes in the sixth round and no one could take chances. As soon as Chen Fei arrived at the hangar where the flight simulator was placed, someone at the betting point guarding the gate shouted at him.

The day before yesterday, Chen Fei played against the "crazy" Sun Ruzheng, placed a bet on himself, and made a profit of several million star yuan (after tax). The dealer wanted to get his money back from him, and there was definitely a calculation in this shout.

"Uh! Give me another million!"

Chen Fei thought about it and readily agreed, treating it as a courtesy.

It's already a huge profit if you make a profit by chance, so it's nothing to give the other party some blood back. After all, the world of martial arts is not just about fighting and killing, there are also human relationships and social customs.