Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Of course, Harry and Joel were not crushed by tanks or shot dead, and live ammunition was not used in the infantry-tank coordination training. After all, the camp that the logistics department and engineering troops had worked so hard to build was difficult to withstand the anger.

After observing the training of infantry and tank cooperation, the two were hooded and headed towards the hangar.

When they arrived at the scheduled location, father and son Yuchi Jingde and Yuchi Baolin didn't know what they were talking about. They were probably arguing about who should get on the back row of the plane.

"Dad, I'm here, I have experience."

"Come on, you are the general and I am the general?"

"Dad, my kid is also a General Guoyi after all. Why can't he be considered a general?"

Yuchi Jingde kicked him over: "You kid, listen to me. This is the Tianwei Army. The commander-in-chief Xiaobao is not here, so just listen to me, the general. General Guoyi is a coward and has no real power." Did you jump up in front of me?"

Yuchi Baolin quickly bluffed: "Dad, I was flying in a bomber that day. Bombers are not the most powerful aircraft. The most powerful aircraft are attack aircraft. That aircraft is very powerful."

"That's it, dad. I'm still flying in my bomber, can you go and fly in the attack plane?"

Yuchi Jingde raised his eyebrows: "Really? Why don't I believe it?"

Yuchi Baolin casually pulled over a pilot on standby: "Do you think attack aircraft have better low-altitude performance and can do more maneuvers?"

The pilot nodded: "Of course, but the maneuverability of our Tianwei Army's bombers is not bad either."

Yuchi Jingde was indeed fooled, and was fooled directly into the back row of the attack aircraft. As soon as the four-point safety belt was locked and the helmet was buckled, he took off immediately.

Yuchi Baolin pulled the pilot responsible for flying the attack aircraft: "We must show General Yuchi Jingde the powerful performance of our Tianwei Army's attack aircraft. We can perform as many maneuvers as we want. Do you understand? Otherwise, the general will be unhappy!" "

As soon as the pilot heard that the general was flying on his own plane, he definitely had to behave himself. He immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem! Don't worry, young master!"

As the two planes took off one after another, Joel and Harry were once again shocked and frightened. Joel and Harry were opposed to the emperor's order to hunt, but at this time they actually felt that the plane was the witch's magic.

Yuchi Baolin sat in the back seat of the bomber: "Liao Wu, right? Brother Wu, can you find a better angle to follow the attack plane? I want to see how the attack plane maneuvers."

After hearing this, Liao Wu said there was no problem: "Yes, yes, but the bomber's top speed and cruise are not as good as the attack aircraft, so it may be a bit difficult."

On the bomber side, Yuchi Jingde was still immersed in the nervousness of flying into the sky for the first time. Not to mention the hot air balloon, it was completely different. This damn thing was really flying, not floating.

Yuchi Jingde finally relieved a little of his nervousness. Just when he was about to chat with the pilot, he heard the pilot in front talking.

"The first maneuver event, barrel roll."

Before Yuchi Jingde could react, the plane began to spiral. The plane drew an arc in the air and rolled in a circle to continue flying smoothly.

Everything happened so fast that Yuchi Jingde didn't even react. His mouth was open and he couldn't say even a single word.

"Left barrel roll followed by right barrel roll."

Yuchi Jingde reacted now: "Fuck!!!!!!!"

Yuchi Jingde, who was wearing a helmet, was breathing heavily inside the helmet. It was so scary! What's wrong with this pilot? I came up here to take a look at the scenery and feel it, what the hell is going on! Death-defying?

"Second maneuver, fly upside down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuchi Jingde was already head-down. Since he was firmly fixed on the seat by the four-point safety belt, Yuchi Jingde was not overly nervous, but the feeling of congestion in his brain made him a little confused.

When he saw clearly that he was flying headfirst, and that the campsites, woods, and hillsides on the ground were clearly visible, Yuchi Jingde closed his eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, don't panic, don't panic, don't panic, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

As the plane leveled off, Yuchi Jingde remembered what the ground crew told him to drink water when he was nervous, and began to suck hard on the hose inside the helmet. The cool water made Yuchi Jingde start to calm down, and his swallowing movements also made him nervous. Slightly less emotional.

It's a pity that he forgot to tell the pilot not to do any more bullshit maneuvers.

"The third maneuver, stall spin and recovery."

Yuchi Jingde felt an obvious pushing sensation on his back, which meant that the plane was accelerating. He knew this, but what the pilot said seemed unlucky.

After accelerating, the plane suddenly slowed down, and the entire plane began to rotate randomly in the air. Yuchi Jingde felt like he was tied to a slender bamboo pole standing upright and being tossed around.

"Hey! What is a stalling spiral? I'm asking you, what is a stalling spiral? Ah...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...It's going to fall!"

The pilot was very attentive in the operation. This was the most difficult and exciting maneuver. He had to do it well to show the general his strength.

The aircraft recovered smoothly and performed a maneuver that combined large climbs and dives.

"Go back, I won't fly anymore, I want to go back! Go back quickly!"

After hearing this, the pilot quickly operated the plane to prepare for the return trip. He was still thinking in his mind that he had done these maneuvers very well. It was much better than during training. Why was the general still not happy?

Liao Wu, the pilot of the bomber, saw his hands a little itchy after seeing the attack plane make a stall spiral: "Well, young master..."

Yuchi Baolin answered very quickly: "No. No matter what you want to say or do, don't."

The attack plane carrying Yuchi Jingde landed smoothly. The moment Yuchi Jingde was unbuckled by the ground crew and took off his helmet, he lay directly on the side of the aircraft cockpit and vomited downwards, just like a human-shaped showerhead.

"Ugh! Oh yuck!"

The safety officer in charge of flight training safety came over and grabbed the pilot and scolded him: "Are you crazy? Why are you doing so many maneuvers when you take the general up?"

The pilot looked confused: "My young father-in-law told me to show the general the results of our usual training. We need to do more maneuvers."

Yuchi Baolin heard her name as soon as she got off the plane: "Evil, retreat!"

Due to the high abdominal pressure caused by vomiting, Yuchi Jingde suffered temporary high blood pressure and burst the capillaries in his nose. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was covered with nosebleeds.

That's it, he still tried his best to raise his hand and pointed at Yuchi Baolin: "Catch him back, do all the maneuvers ten times, and fly until you run out of gas! Ugh~!"

Although Joel and Harry didn't understand what was being said here, airplanes had left a mark of invincibility in their hearts. Firearms had different generations to fight for their lives, and people who knew how to fly really had no temper.