Chapter 915

Miyamo Egan could not care about the distance between her and the man completely, so he was surprised.

She turned her eyes and asked him, "did you teach me to fly a plane?"

After that, she shook her head subconsciously: "I can't drive at all. You can't see it. This is an airplane, not a car. We'll die!"

"Die, die." He was understatement and calm, as if he were saying something unimportant.

Palace Mo Yi but feel the heart blood a shock, immediately release: "good, you teach me."

The man then asked, "have you studied the dashboard?"

Fortunately, Gong Moyi learned theory at school, and Gong Lingye also gave her a lot of information about this model of fighter, so she knows about the dashboard.

She nodded, not nonsense, concise and comprehensive: "how to operate?"

The man said: "ready to start, enter the automatic cruise mode, turn on the radar to avoid being hit by the enemy's artillery fire..."

He still closed his eyes and quickly asked, "did you see the red start button? Press it first, and then the green one Pay attention to the instrument panel at any time. When it reaches the critical value, it is ready to pull up... "

"Good." Gong Mo Yi agreed.

At the moment, the other side's bullets have landed on the fighter plane.

She didn't have any time to adapt or adjust herself, so she started the fighter directly according to the man's words.

When the green button is pressed, the fighter engine is running, and then it starts to move forward at full speed.

This fighter requires a very short start-up time and requires very low ground conditions, so it reaches the critical value almost in seconds.

Gong Mo Yi reached out to pull the engine, so a pull to find that pull can not move.

"I can't pull it!" she said anxiously

And the next second, the man's hand directly stretched out, covering the back of her hand.

Then, with her hand pulling the engine, the sound fell on her ear, in the closed space, straight into her cochlea: "little Moy, always pay attention to the dashboard."

Gong Mo Yi should sound good, then feel the plane has risen.

This feeling, in all her flights will have, but now the feeling is more profound than any time.

Because at the moment, she's in the cockpit.

The man's palm still falls on the back of her hand. Perhaps because of long-term holding gun or training, his palm has obvious cocoon, and the palm is wide and warm, completely wrapping her and the engine rod.

And the plane has entered cruise mode, and the altitude is also rising.

The man on his side added, "notice if they have gunners."

Miyamoi forced himself to calm down, using the radar function of the plane to avoid all the bullets. He did see the shells that were coming towards them.

"Yes!" She exclaimed.

"Don't panic, use positioning, directly lock the other party's trajectory." The man said, close to the palace Mo Yi, he groped over the dashboard, pointed to a button and said: "here."

Palace Mo Yi nods: "good."

She began to track the shell, and then operated the aircraft's automatic cruise to avoid the trajectory of the projectile.

"Wait a minute." The man suddenly opened his mouth.

With his words, Gong Mo Yi only saw several shells below.

"We don't have extra oxygen. We can't fly high." The man quickly explained, "hold on."

With that, he jerked the engine: "go into manual mode, drop the bomb."

Gong Mo Yi heart shock, in the moment of men dive, lock the ground target, direct bomb.

The shell flies out of the fighter's abdomen and flies directly to the target. Meanwhile, Gong Moyi feels the strength of the man holding her hand suddenly tightened.

Then, the intense push back feeling comes, that moment, palace Mo Yi brain unexpectedly has a moment of blank.

Then there was a huge explosion from below, and their plane soared into the sky in the flames.

Her brain returned to normal after a brief blank. She saw that the sun had risen at some point, and their plane was flying against the sun, and the halo was dancing in the head of the plane.

Gong Mo Yi can't help but turn his head and take a look at the man beside him.

They are too close, close to this moment, she felt her legs close to him, across the material, she could feel the warmth of the man's body, and his strong leg muscles.

Half of her body was almost in his arms, and he was generous, but also hard, full of dangerous hormones.

But he closed his eyes, so the original aggressive aura seems to have converged a lot.

He seems to know that the crisis is over, and the whole person is relaxed. His head is on his back, his outline is strong, and his neck is pulled out of a beautiful curve by his Adam's knot.

Gong Mo Yi can't help but ask: "how do you know their cannon has a problem?"

"Intuition." He spat out two words faintly. As he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled.Palace Mo Yi asks: "how is your eye?"

"It's OK. I can't be blind." He said in a low voice, "you're good to drive. Don't be nervous."

Gong Mo Yi thought: "where are we going now?"

"Open the call." The man just said here, Gong Mo Yi heard the communication device on the plane ring.

She opened the dialogue, and the familiar male voice came over, and it was gong Lingye: "hj1290, have you found the target?"

Gong Mo Yi heard Gong Ling night's voice, which only later realized that her nose was sour. She said, "Dad!"

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