Dragoon fighter

Professor Yan Guoqiang is considered to be Lin Mo's leader in cutting-edge technology in this world. It was also on his whim that he brought Lin Mo into a world where only a few elite groups in the world have access to the research and development of aerial combat weapons. field.

Ordinary pilots and civilians have no way of accessing this door. The opportunity to see the new world behind the door gave Lin Mo an earth-shaking new understanding of professional skills and knowledge of flight systems such as aerial combat skills and aerodynamics.

Flying was so miraculous, and the theoretical foundation of flight that was popular among the sky knights in his original world was so shallow that it was almost primitive and crude.

In the world of combat skills and magical civilization, any sky knight does not pay attention to aerodynamics, and relies entirely on the natural instinct of flying beasts to fly. Even if there is occasional progress in this area, the so-called aerodynamic upgrades and improvements are only a thousand. The most primitive natural evolution or mutation for thousands of years is not classified in such detail as the knowledge system in this world dominated by scientific and technological literature.

All in all, the Metal Dragon should also be grateful to Professor Yan. It is a direct beneficiary of aviation knowledge. The aerodynamic effect is directly reflected in it. Some small aerodynamic optimizations make the Gold Dragon fly better. The speed has been greatly improved.

As soon as they applied for a temporary route to Guangzhou, the X-8 "Monster" fighter jet carried Lin Mo, leaving behind the resentful aviation experts, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight after taking off vertically again.

The fighter jet climbed through clouds and fog all the way to an altitude of 20,000 meters. After crashing through the sonic boom cloud, it flew to the Guangzhou Air Force Airport at supersonic cruising speed.

The "Monster" copycat X-1 forward-swept wing fighter shipped back from Syria did not have such good luck. There was no prototype to serve as a shield to attract firepower. It was suddenly pushed to the forefront, and its "Monster" lineage became its unlucky enemy. source. It didn't take a long time. The entire fighter jet was dismantled and disemboweled, which was horrific.

There was nothing anyone could do to stop Lin Mo from driving away his own homemade fighter jet.

The top military officials specifically granted him very high authority. Being able to control two fighter jets at the same time, it was this kind of laissez-faire that created the environment in which the X-8 "Monster" was born. Now it seems that the military's investment is extremely correct, and the return completely exceeds the investment. Talents with both technical and combat skills have always been extremely rare, as precious as giant pandas. The emergence of every such talent means a decline in the overall strength of national defense. Small leap forward.

Not to mention anything else, the knowledge inheritance and aerial combat skills inheritance that Lin Mo inherited were enough to make the country look at him in a new light.

Regardless of the actual ownership of the X-8 "Monster" fighter jet, as long as it flies over China's mainland, it is actually an important asset of the Chinese Air Force.

Both the J-18 "Red Eagle" and the X-8 "Monster" are the top domestic and even international fighter jets. This kind of treatment for one person and two aircraft makes other pilots extremely jealous.

In fact. The few people who knew about this situation also admired Lin Mo's aerial combat skills. He became the leader among aces so quickly and at such a young age. This can be described as more than just talent. Not to mention the diligence and hard work behind it.

This is inevitable. Lin Mo, who has a lot of experience in air combat in another world, is naturally not at the starting line compared with those rookies who are as blank as a sheet of paper.

"Which room is Professor Yan Guoqiang in? E502 Special Care Ward, Building 4. Okay, thank you!"

After coming out of the airport, he didn't even have time to change out of the "Dragon General", so he took the special car lent to him by the air force base and went straight to Guangzhou General Hospital. As soon as Lin Mo entered the hospital, he went straight to the service desk.

Lin Mo, who quickly found Building 4, gently opened the door of the e502 Special Care Ward and saw Professor Yan Guoqiang lying on the bed. The teacher's state made him feel nervous.

Professor Yan's eyes were closed tightly, and he still showed no sign of waking up. Not only was an intravenous drip and oxygen supplied, but there were also several medical equipment operating around the bed.

Professor Yan was not the only one in the ward. In addition to a nurse, there were five men standing or sitting in the ward.

The two of them were standing motionless in front of the hospital bed, separated by a transparent glass wall, and three people were sitting on the sofa next door. Without exception, the five of them looked at Professor Yan, who was still unconscious, with worried faces.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

A middle-aged man about fifty years old was stunned. The visitor's outfit was a bit strange. It turned out to be a tactical armor.

Lin Mo's face looked too young, and he thought he was a young man who knocked on the wrong door.

However, the other party glanced at the ward and had no intention of exiting.

"I'm Lin Mo!"

Lin Mo reported his family status.

"Ah, is this Lin Mo? Hello! I am Yan Zhending! Professor Yan's eldest son."

The middle-aged man had obviously heard of Lin Mo's name. He was his father's close disciple and a fighter pilot. He quickly came up to shake hands with Lin Mo.

Yan Zhending immediately understood what the armor on Lin Mo's body was about. He had heard that it was a digital individual tactical armor for both land and aviation use. It seemed that he came to Guangzhou in a fighter jet and came directly.

"Junior brother? Nice to meet you. I'm Gu Ren!" Another man walked up, obviously recognizing Lin Mo.

"Hello, senior brother!"

Lin Mo had always been in single-line contact with Professor Yan in the past. He had only heard that Professor Yan had three senior brothers before he took him. He also knew their names. However, due to their respective work relationships, the four senior brothers had never met or touched each other. A chance to be together.

"Come, come and meet our junior brother, Lin Mo!"

Gu Ren gestured toward the glass wall. It was not an easy task for the brothers and sisters to work together.

"Hello! I am the second senior brother, Shi Yongfeng!"

"I am Wang Jinfa, your third senior brother."

"I am Professor Yan's second son Yan Zhensheng!"

As disciples brought by the older generation of aviation experts, they still inherit some traditional titles of brothers and sisters.

The atmosphere in the ward was lively for a short time just because of the introduction between Lin Mo and others, and soon returned to its original heavy and depressing state.

Everyone's eyes turned to Professor Yan on the hospital bed again. If the old man was still awake, maybe he would be very happy to see them.

This is not a good time for everyone to meet each other. If Professor Yan had not been critically ill and entered the hospital, I am afraid they would not have the opportunity to get together.

"How is the teacher's situation?"

Lin Mo looked at Professor Yan who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, and his heart was filled with worry.

There is an old saying in this world, once a teacher, always a father.

As the inheritor of such precious wisdom, Lin Mo also respected this teacher in his heart, and was even one of the rare masters to admire.

All of this is fate. If Lin Mo hadn't come to Zhuhai, I'm afraid he wouldn't have met Professor Yan, let alone become Professor Yan's disciple and step into the high-level field of the world's aircraft research and development industry.

"The elderly are like the third child. They have high blood pressure, high blood lipids, high cholesterol, and a little arteriosclerosis. As we get older, if we don't suddenly get sick outside, otherwise, ugh."

Professor Yan's eldest son Yan Zhending shook his head. Fortunately, his father suddenly fell ill while he was shopping for groceries. If he were alone at home, the consequences would be disastrous.

My father's body has always been strong, but I didn't expect that something unexpected would happen. After all, my father was getting old.

It seemed that he could no longer leave his father at home alone. He would either have to live with the two brothers, or he would have to hire a nanny for his father.

Yan Zhending and Yan Zhensheng looked at each other, and the thoughts between brothers invariably thought of one thing in one look.

"What did the hospital say? Is it serious?"

Lin Mo hopes that his teacher, Professor Yan, can recover his health, no matter how high the cost, he is willing to do so.

"We still need to continue to observe. I'm afraid it's not optimistic, and we don't know when we will wake up."

Yan Zhending shook his head with a sad look on his face. Now he and his brother Yan Zhensheng take care of everything his father does in the hospital together, and his family members will come to change shifts every once in a while. Although the hospital arranged for dedicated nurses to look after her 24 hours a day, they still felt uneasy.

"Are the medical skills of this hospital good? How about I arrange to transfer the teacher to the best hospital? Don't worry, money is not an issue. I will find the best experts and the best equipment."

Lin Mo walked up to Professor Yan, and there was a slight click sound on both wrists. The hand guard components automatically came off, revealing a pair of white and solid hands, and gently touched the teacher's thin and yellow hands.

What I feel is not the warmth of the past, but a weak coolness.

He chanted a mantra in a low voice, and a special energy that was light, warm, and bright came out.

Light healing!

Under the cover of the bright fluorescent lights in the ward, Lin Mo quietly released a small spell in front of everyone's eyes.

The energy full of vitality was transferred from Lin Mo's hand to Professor Yan's hand, slowly seeping into the depths of the other person's body.

The dragon knight is not a respected pharmacist, nor is he a witch doctor with endless tricks. Although he doesn't know whether the light healing technique is effective, at least it will not be harmful. Lin Mo did not be stingy with his light fighting spirit and stirred up the energy in his body. The energy of the light element continuously forms the tidal surge of light healing.

In order to avoid the energy fluctuations of the light spell element with the healing buffing effect being too violent, Lin Mo controlled the fluctuations within a certain range, just like the silent spring rain that moistens things, gradually acting on the teacher's aging body.

"No need!" One of Professor Yan's sons, the eldest brother Yan Zhending, smiled bitterly and shook his head. Obviously he also knew Lin Mo's profession and continued: "The medical level of the Military Region General Hospital is still acceptable. The second brother and I still have some problems. Savings, huh?”

He looked straight at the hospital bed as he spoke.