Chapter 284

Chapter 284: Night Attack Gathering

In a different world with a ten-thousand-year-old contract for aerial knights, the air combat skills of the knights, shaped and refined by a long history of warfare, far exceed those of this world, which has only experienced a little over a century of human aircraft operations.

Even after two World Wars, the aerial knight techniques that humanity has learned through real battles and life lessons do not show many impressive advancements. Often, it relies on pilots acting in the moment, using some random maneuvers to exploit the enemy’s mistakes, scoring hits when the opportunity arises.

“Instructor Lin, I hope to learn from you! My name is Lan Hu.”

“Instructor Lin, I’m Sun Lun, and I also wish to learn from you.”

“I want to sign up too!”

Like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil, the students erupted in excitement.

The "vertical landing" technique introduced by Lin Mo simply took advantage of the environment and aircraft performance, resembling the landing method of the F-35. However, the difference is that one relies on passive control by the pilot, while the other uses active control through the aircraft’s performance, showcasing the true skill level of the pilot.

Lin Mo generously shared his experience without holding back, explaining carefully and clearly, which revealed his potential as an outstanding instructor, especially since this was not his first time in such a role.

In fact, Lin Mo made a small yet notable mistake: he did not install a tailhook on the Mustang, allowing for a completely natural landing.

This “little trick” led many to suspect that there were even more remarkable skills hidden away!

It was a surprising delight that absolutely could not be overlooked.

Facing the enthusiasm of the students, Lin Mo glanced at Colonel Wu from the instructor team beside him. Wu raised his hands to signal for silence, and when the noise quieted, he said, “As for who I will bring along, that decision will be made by Colonel Feng and the other instructors together. However, I do not mind listening in and am more than happy to discuss and learn with everyone in my spare time.”

Lin Mo’s friendly response immediately won the favor of the students.

“Alright, everyone disperse for now. In a week, we will arrange specifics regarding Instructor Lin’s work. During this time, please rest assured that you will have time and opportunities to communicate with Instructor Lin, so there’s no need to rush.”

Colonel Wu adeptly wrapped up the impromptu meeting.

That day, all the students got to know the new young instructor at the same time, and they all looked forward to what was coming next.

At night, Lin Mo suddenly woke up to a piercing alarm sound. In fact, it rang just once, but he jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and rolled out of his room, moving with the agility of a Black Panther, demonstrating textbook-like special tactics as he dashed into the corridor.

His seasoned movements made him seem less like a pilot and more like a true special forces soldier.

In reality, he had barely slept for two hours after staying up late reading flight notes handed to him by the other instructors, trying to catch up.

On the "Shilang" aircraft carrier training ship, there are four JT-9 "Mountain Eagle" training aircraft, primarily used for takeoff and landing training. The pilots participating in real flights here already have good foundations and just need to pass the takeoff and landing assessments while accumulating a few hours of flight time to independently fly the J-15 "Dark Sabre."

The instructor team leader, Colonel Wu, gave Lin Mo a week to get accustomed to everything. Conveniently, in one week, Gold Coin would return, providing Lin Mo enough time to prepare thoroughly.

“Wow! Instructor Lin, you’re pulling a Spider-Man!”

Instructor Wang Xin, who lived in the next cabin, was startled to see a face suddenly appear from the ceiling. He saw the new young instructor hanging upside down from the ceiling, effortlessly gripping onto a few pipes.

“What’s going on? Ah, Instructor Lin! What are you doing?”

Another resident of the same instructor living cabin, Colonel Cang Zilong, came out wide-eyed, staring at the real-life Spider-Man in the corridor above.

“Shh! It’s the alarm!”

Lin Mo placed his hand over his mouth to gesture for silence while remaining alert, scanning the surroundings. If he hadn’t lowered himself down, Instructor Wang Xin might not have noticed him so easily.

“That’s right, but it’s just an emergency gathering. Hurry and follow me; this is not an invasion.”

“Okay, understood. I thought we were being invaded.”

“No, no, it’s just a drill, but we need to move quickly. Are you sure you’re a pilot and not a special forces soldier or something like 007?”

“Of course, I’m a registered active-duty pilot.”

"Your skills are impressive!"

"It’s nothing, let’s go!"

Lin Mo jumped down like a monkey and hurried with Instructor Cang and Instructor Wang towards the hangar. For the more than a hundred different departments on the aircraft carrier, the places pilots visit most often are the hangar and the living cabin.

As for other facilities, like the bar and the cinema, movies can affect eyesight—red light! The bar? Don’t joke around; one drink and you can expect to be off duty.

This is still considered a loose management. Just look at how astronauts are treated; it’s almost like being kept in an enclosure, with their families included.

"Fifteen minutes! Good! Even the new Instructor Lin is not late; everyone relax!"

The aviation crew of 140 trainees and 15 instructors gathered in Block 29 under the flight deck. After midnight, the duty Captain Yang Hong checked his watch and nodded to everyone.

The Captain’s inspections of the departments are not fixed; they sometimes come unexpectedly to train everyone’s emergency response abilities for sudden combat.

When one department gathers, it often triggers others to mobilize. For example, after the aviation crew gathers, the medical group, maintenance crew, and deck crew must quickly gather and be ready in their positions.

Meanwhile, the navigation group, weather crew, radar crew, engine crew, and dining hall work in shifts 24 hours a day to ensure someone is always on duty.

"Another surprise attack! How many times is it this week?"

"About the second time."

"Twice in a week for emergency assembly; finally, we can sleep soundly."

"Right when I was sleeping soundly, they do this; it’s so exhausting."

"Tomorrow is Monday; we’ll start a new round of assemblies again."

"Goodness! When will these surprise attacks end? We’re not special forces."

"Forget it, there’s still six months of training—don’t expect it to end early. And don’t forget, several Captains were pilots before."

The disbanded pilots returned to their living cabins one after another. Lin Mo could hear their conversations. Emergency assemblies, no matter where they are, are a compulsory lesson, coming in every now and then to keep the soldiers alert.

"Come on, let’s get some more sleep! Instructor Lin, let’s walk together and grab a little more sleep before dawn."

Instructors Cang Zilong and Wang Xin from the adjacent living cabin waved to Lin Mo. Clearly, they were still very sleepy, rubbing their eyes and yawning while feeling helpless about the Captain’s emergency inspection.

"No, you go ahead and sleep. I’ll walk around!"

Lin Mo was no longer sleepy. As soon as he stood in the hangar facing the sleek fighter jets, he always felt invigorated.

"Want to try the plane? No, no, not now! Wait until dawn; I’ll take you up in the ‘Mountain Eagle,’ and I guarantee you’ll love it!"

Instructor Cang Zilong turned back, patted Lin Mo on the shoulder, and laughed, thinking the ace pilot was eager to fly.

"I’m not in a hurry, I just want to take a look!" Lin Mo smiled and gently pushed back, saying, "You all go ahead. I’ll just walk around and find you when it’s light."

"Remember, at eight o’clock, we’ll go have breakfast together! The morning is on me!" Instructor Cang Zilong was happy to offer help to Lin Mo, waved his hand, and went down the stairs with his roommate, Instructor Wang Xin.

The hangar quickly emptied again, leaving only the on-duty maintenance crew illuminating a few blocks and a few guards standing guard in the corners.

Walking towards the nearest J-15 "Dark Sabre," Lin Mo reached out and ran his hand over the cool surface of the aircraft, carefully examining this carrier-based combat weapon.

On the ground, Lin Mo felt more like a professional aircraft researcher and enthusiast. His love for combat weapons was deeply ingrained, which is why he had so much experience flying fighter jets. As long as new fighter jets were in front of him, he wouldn’t miss the chance to fly them.

Experiencing the differences in each aerodynamic layout in flight was a wonderful feeling.

The J-15 is a twin-engine heavy carrier-based aircraft using domestic WS-10B engines, features an overall titanium alloy frame, and can carry YJ-62 heavy anti-ship missiles. Although it belongs to the transitional third generation of fighters, its combat power is certainly not inferior, and its technical standards are slightly higher than the land-based J-11.

"Hello there, Captain! Captain!"

Just as Lin Mo was closely inspecting the J-15, he heard someone calling him from behind.

Turning around, he saw a mechanic in gray overalls trying to get his attention.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Are you a pilot? Can you help us out?"

"Alright, what do you need me to do?" Lin Mo blinked and nodded.

"Please come here; we need a pilot to help test the avionics system. There aren’t many people on duty tonight; I promise it won’t take much of your time." The skinny mechanic suddenly remembered something and added sheepishly, "I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Qiu Zhengjun from Maintenance Crew Number Three. What should I call you?"

"My last name is Lin, Lin Mo. You can call me Little Lin."