"Hey, kid, you've been duped and now you owe that guy a favor."
The short-haired girl from the Combat Flight Squadron couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to inform Chen Fei, who was still hesitant and didn't know how to deal with the bird's nest and eggs.
After handling business with the Combat Flight Squadron, Pu Aihua took a long detour, and when he approached this rookie, a few guys from the squadron started betting secretly whether the rookie would be fooled by Pu into losing his bearings and honestly coughing up the money.
But nobody expected that Chen Fei was actually destitute, a true millionaire in debt, who traveled thousands of miles to the Aircrew Base 911 to work off his debts and had no spare money to waste.
No matter how persuasively the shrewd Pu Aihua talked until his mouth was dry, this guy remained as stingy as a steel rooster, not willing to part with a single cent.
Having no other choice, Pu Aihua had to bluff, unwilling to give up the loli without catching the pervert, presented a bird's nest and eggs he picked up somewhere, pretended they were Magical Beast Eggs, and gave them away in a strategic retreat to cunningly obtain a favor from the inexperienced Chen Fei.
Sometimes, a favor is like an ant hole in a dike, which once it becomes a breakthrough, can lead to an uncontrollable situation.
Being a college graduate after all, Chen Fei was no fool, just inexperienced. After someone pointed it out, he finally realized.
Damn, he had been schemed against again, the cunning merchant!
Seeing Chen Fei's bewildered face, the pilots burst into schadenfreude laughter, the long-awaited fun finally began.
Every rookie arriving at the Aircrew Base 911 always got into various embarrassments, which was the most relished topic among all the old birds.
Fortunately, he had not really paid any money. Chen Fei forced a smile, shook his head, set aside the box containing the bird's nest, and picked up the "Big Mouth Monster" manual again to thoroughly understand its content.
If he couldn't grasp the technical details of the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" Light Turboprop Attack Aircraft, merely using the basic functions of "Sky Eye Cloud Inspection" wouldn't be enough. Undoubtedly, the towering Chief Mechanic Xiao would demand higher standards from him.
Chen Fei's idea was undoubtedly correct.
To stay in the mechanics team, like everyone else, he had to understand these airplanes thoroughly. With Chief Mechanic Xiao's temperament not tolerating any imperfections, mere entry-level skills had no place here.
Occasionally glancing over, Xiao Ming saw Chen Fei still burying his head in diligent study and couldn't help but nod in approval.
Although he was a rookie, at least he had some ambition; leading him would be somewhat easier.
Just as Xiao Ming was about to lower his head and continue his work, a shrill alarm suddenly rang in his ears.
At the top of the two hangars, multiple red lights flashed continuously.
Chief Mechanic Xiao Ming shouted without hesitation, "First Level Combat Readiness! Attention everyone, first level combat readiness, activate Hangar 2!"
"Security team report, all personnel in position, First-Level Combat Readiness."
"Anti-air group report, anti-aircraft machine gun positions ready, anti-air missile readiness countdown one minute."
"Ammunition crew report, requesting authorization to activate 'Dragon Slayer Missiles,' quantity ten."
"Fourth station crew report, operations complete, beginning withdrawal."
"Tractor crew report, tow tractor entering the operational area."
"Search and rescue team report, ready to deploy at any time."
"I am the executive manager of Aircrew Base 911, Morris Morgan. This is a fight for all of us. For the bonus, please give it your all, fight!"
Talking about ideals, sentiments, or the future with workers is nonsense; talking about money is the real deal.
Taking down a Metallic Dragon not only provides the mission bonus but also its intrinsic value. Just thinking about it is enough to suppress the overwhelming excitement of becoming rich.
Immediately, the morale surged throughout the entire base, with each unit operating systematically and without panic, running the emergency combat procedures smoothly.
Is the battle going to start now?
The newbie Chen Fei felt extremely nervous; having just arrived, he was about to enter into combat, and against the ferocious Metallic Dragon at that—damn, this place is truly cursed!
The biology knowledge of Cangqiong Realm had long been included in the elementary school textbooks of Blue Star Realm; no one was unaware of the Dragon Race and Magical Beasts.
"Are you all prepared? Ugh! Comrade Chekhov is already starving for action! Ugh! Hoorah! Ugh..."
The loud voice of Chekhov Leonidovich Ivanov, the commander of the Combat Flight Squadron, carried over from afar, reeking of alcohol and continuously burping, and he was even holding a bottle of Blue Star Erguotou.
Last night, he was on a night flight patrol duty, returning only in the late night. He drank so much that his face flared red and his neck swelled, and it was nearly dawn when things finally wrapped up.
He was still in a sleep haze when he was awakened by the base-wide alarms, immediately grabbing a bottle of 65-degree Blue Star Erguotou from the bedside, and took a few gulps as a revival drink to clear his mind.
"I've roamed the Jianghu for more than forty years; what does drinking and flying amount to?"
In a rush, he hurried to Hangar 1, still unwilling to put down the bottle.
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