Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

The Tianwei Army started the infantry-tank coordination training in an orderly manner. The Tianwei Army's tents were also set up on the enemy sentry towers on the mountain. The Logistics Department also thoughtfully installed many steel straight ladders to facilitate going up the mountain and transporting supplies. pulley.

Yuchi Jingde leaned half of his body out of the tank's roof and looked at the infantrymen training infantry-tank coordination: "You sweat more in training and bleed less in war. The commander is still over there waiting for you to pick him up!"

Yuchi Baolin looked at her father on the tank who was scolding Fang Qiu and was speechless: "General! Do you want to send pilots to check the surrounding highlands? Maybe the sentry tower that Brother Yan'er discovered is not the only one?"

Yuchi Jingde waved his hand, indicating that you can handle it yourself and don't bother me.

Yuchi Baolin had long wanted to try the airplane. After hearing that they said there could be another person sitting behind the pilot, Yuchi Baolin excitedly went to the runway and hangar that were being built.

Seeing Yuchi Baolin coming, the logistics department staff who were busy setting up the building saluted directly: "Young Master."

Yuchi Baolin cleared her throat: "The general has an order. In order to rule out the possibility of enemy sentry towers in the nearby highlands, a plane is required to take off to survey the nearby highlands and clear our airspace."

After receiving the order, the soldiers immediately took action. The ground crew was responsible for pushing the aircraft out of the hangar. While pushing, they also conducted a large number of inspections before the aircraft took off.

"Do you need to load bombs?"

This question stopped Yuchi Baolin: "Bring some with you. You can also drop by and listen to the other side."

After inspecting the aircraft, the ground crew began to coordinate the aerial bombs. Two trolleys were pushed quickly. The pilot was already in place and was about to climb into the cockpit of the aircraft.

Yuchi Baolin hurriedly waved: "Get me a pilot's suit and a helmet, too. I'll go up too."

Staff from various departments looked at Yuchi Baolin a little confused, wondering what Yuchi Baolin was doing together. He had not received professional pilot training, let alone a test.

Yuchi Baolin scratched her head: "We're just investigating the nearby highlands, can't we?"

"Young Master, please wait a moment while we check."

Seven or eight people gathered around to read the safety manual and flight manual. After flipping through the pages, they came across this sentence: "Irrelevant personnel are not allowed to board the aircraft that is about to take off. If necessary, they can be forcibly ejected."

"The question is, is the young master considered an unrelated person?"

"As you said, who of the people who appear here are irrelevant?"

"Who can decide? What if something happens?"

"What's going on? The other side has a good idea. They can knock this thing down? Do you think you can shoot birds with a bow and arrow?"

After the discussion ended, a set of spare pilot equipment was taken out of the warehouse. Yuchi Baolin took it excitedly and didn't bother to find a place to change. She took off her clothes on the runway and started changing.

Yuchi Baolin's figure was still very standard, and her flight equipment was very comfortable to wear. She happily walked to the side of the plane carrying her helmet.

With the help of the ground crew, she climbed onto the plane. The four-point seat belt tied Yuchi Baolin tightly, and she was even a little out of breath.

"Relax a little, I'm out of breath!"

The ground staff connected the tubes on the helmet belt to the two hose joints at the back of the aircraft and fixed them with clips: "Little Master, after you put on the helmet, there is a hose here. When you are thirsty, you can drink water by sucking hard. Then This tube is to provide you with enough air to breathe. The air in the sky is thinner, so relax."

As the note boards in the hands of the ground crew were ticked one by one, the plane was ready to take off. The personnel in charge of safety came to Yuchi Baolin's side to give a final reminder.

"Young Master, no matter what happens in the sky, don't unbuckle your seat belt or do anything else. If you're afraid, there are fixed cloth handles on both sides, just pull this."

Yuchi Baolin is now immersed in the wonderful feeling that the helmet brings to him. Even though the security personnel have shouted loudly in his ears, the sound has become much quieter after wearing the helmet, and this helmet does not block the field of vision at all. It looks black from the outside, but the view from the inside is very clear.

As the aircraft engine roared, the propeller began to gradually accelerate and the aircraft slid on the runway little by little.

The pilot watched the ground crew making digital gestures on the left front of the plane. After the countdown ended, the pilot pointed his sword and accelerated suddenly, pulled up the nose of the plane, and the plane took off smoothly.

Yuchi Baolin felt a strong push on her back. Although she was firmly tied to the seat by the seat belt, the stimulation brought by this push on her back still rushed to her brain.

Without any discomfort, Yuchi Baolin looked at the scenery outside the window. The only sounds she could hear were the faint sound of the wind, the hum of the propellers rotating at high speed, and the roar of the engine.

Since it was a reconnaissance mission, the pilot did not fly the plane very high, but just flew at low altitude and low speed to ensure that he could see all the conditions on the highlands.

Yuchi Baolin saw a sentry tower and a tent of Tianwei Army on the high mountain on one side. It must be the sentry tower that Wang Yan took over before.

The plane flew very smoothly, and Yuchi Baolin felt as if she were sitting on a chair on the ground, only a little noisier.

"The surrounding airspace has been cleared. We are observing the high ground and no traces of enemy towers or sentry posts have been found."

Yuchi Paulin was just looking for an excuse to fly up to the sky to see: "How many aerial bombs do we carry?"

The pilot didn't hear clearly. Yuchi Baolin shouted again, and the pilot replied: "Not many! Two units! Where are we going to bomb?"

Yuchi Baolin picked up the terrain map from the edge of the seat and drew a circle on it with the attached pen: "Go over and take a look! Don't drop bombs yet!"

The pilot looked at the terrain map handed over by Yuchi Baolin in the back row: "I understand! It needs to be raised!"

As the pilot continued to operate the plane, the plane continued to fly faster and faster towards the designated location. The location designated by Yuchi Baolin was a little behind the long row of fortifications. Since personnel could not penetrate and investigate, it would be good to conduct a high-altitude reconnaissance.

Yuchi Baolin watched as a large number of people pushed carts into a building outside the fortification. The bottom of the building was suspended in the air. It was not made of stones and wood like the buildings here.

"Elevated houses are more common in the south of the Tang Dynasty. They are to prevent insects, snakes and tide. Tide? Tide!"

Yuchi Baolin directly commanded: "Did you see a strange house protruding from the fortifications on the lower right? The one on the ground below!"

The pilot's perspective gave him a clearer view: "I see it!"

Yuchi Paulin slapped the back of the pilot's seat: "Blow it up there! It's probably an ammunition depot or a place where gunpowder is stored! These guys really don't have any safety regulations!"