Future Crystal Crown

"Don't you know?" Roger looked at Qiu's bewildered expression and smiled slightly.

"Yeah. I'm still looking." Qiu scratched his head.

"Don't look for it, it has already seen you, the one closest to you is it." Roger pushed Qiu lightly, motioning him to go straight forward.

"Oh, so it's this one." Qiu blushed a little.

Standing in front of the brand new plane, Roger carefully explained the basics to Qiu.

"It is both a fighter plane and an escape capsule. It can launch six types of weapons, and the power can support long-distance flight and call for help. It is equipped with an emergency landing survival system, and you can stay in it for up to ten days. This time is enough to wait until the rescue team arrives. Now, I want to teach you how to use it, you must be proficient in its driving skills and all self-rescue skills..."

"Can I learn such a complicated thing?" Qiu felt nervous.

"Don't be afraid, I'll teach you." Roger patted Qiu on the back to encourage him.

Trembling, Qiu climbed up and got into the cabin.

"You sit in the main seat, and I'll be in the back seat." Roger told Qiu.

Qiu obediently sat in the driver's seat in the front row, but when he looked forward at the dashboard, he immediately became dizzy.

Why so many gauges and buttons?

Airspeed, Mach, altitude, flight instrument, attitude chart, heading... Electronics, pneumatics, hydraulics... all crammed into a small panel at the front of the fighter, and the "field of view" is impossibly far away imagine.Qiu didn't even know how to "focus" his eyes.

Can it do it by itself?Qiu's palms began to sweat.

"Do you want to read all of these?" Can you take half of it away?Qiu asked shyly.

"For others, they must be read. But for you, as long as you can understand the few that must be seen." Roger said, explaining the most basic appearances to Qiu one by one.

Qiu Mian barely remembered the general idea.

"Now let's do a test flight." With that, Roger jumped into the cabin and sat in the gunner's seat behind the mound.

The door closes automatically, and the system shows ready to take off.

"Are we going out?" Yau asked.

"No, we're just flying here," Roger said.

"Are you flying here?" Qiu looked around and his heart ached.

"General, let's not practice here." Qiu begged.

Not to mention the invaluable aircraft in this library, many of them are fully loaded with ammunition.As far as my flying technology is concerned, if it hits and detonates, wouldn't everyone be finished?

"Don't worry, I'm here." Roger was very confident.

Qiu bit the bullet and pressed the power button, ignited and preheated, and the machine automatically entered the ready-to-take-off mode.

Roger put a hand on Yau's shoulder. "This is the most advanced and most user-friendly fighter jet. It flies like your own wings. Try it, it's much easier than your little airship."

These words gave Qiu a little confidence.

"Come on, hover over one for me to see." Rogge ordered.

"Yes." Qiu also wanted to show it to Rogge, and gave instructions in his heart, hovering means pulling the joystick, pull, pull, huh?Why can't it be pulled?Is it stuck?

"You have to press the brake to unlock." Roger reminded Qiu.

"Hmm." Qiu's face turned red in an instant.Don't you want to be so bad, don't you even know the most basic common sense?Yau was not satisfied with his performance.

"Don't be nervous, do it again, move gently, this machine is very sensitive." Roger told Qiu.

Yau tried again, and this time it was not bad, and he got up when he pulled it.The fighter plane was as light as the wind, and although it trembled a little when it left the ground, it succeeded anyway.

"General, is this enough?" Qiu wanted to fall.

However, the next instruction came from my ear: "Go forward at a low speed and fly close to the ground."

"Ah? Are you really going to fly?" Qiu became nervous.

"Fly." Roger encouraged him.

"En. Proceed at low speed and fly close to the ground." Qiu repeated the instruction while pressing the low-speed button to let the plane fly slowly.

The front soon reached the edge of the hangar.That was the hatch of the Apollo, and there was an open space in front of the hatch.

"Are you going to land?" Qiu thought it would be good to have a good time like this, and at least he had flown.

"Don't stop, keep the altitude." Rogge's voice sounded again.

"But there's no way out." Qiu watched in surprise as the gate got closer and closer.Isn't this about to hit?

"Pull it up." Rogge's password was very concise.

"Ah?" Qiu didn't understand, there is a wall in front of it, where are you pulling it?

"That's it." After a while, Roger put his hand close to Qiu's ear, held Qiu's hand and pulled the joystick to the end.

"Shua." The belly of the plane leaned back against the door and flipped upwards.Roger's hand continued to hold the joystick until he completed a beautiful 180-degree flip into a belly-up and back-down stance.

Qiu looked dumbfounded, it was too scary to do somersault in such a small space.

"Roll 180 degrees." Feilin helped Qiu press a button on the joystick, and the plane turned over automatically and lightly, turning into a normal flying attitude.

Yau felt his heart rolling back and forth in his chest.

"You complete one yourself." Roger patted Qiu on the shoulder.

"Me?" Qiu was not sure.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be with you." Roger comforted Qiu.

"Okay." Qiu gritted his teeth and silently repeated the essentials of the action.When the plane reaches the other side of the hangar, jerk the stick, and then roll 180 degrees when the nose is down.

The plane completed these two movements tremblingly and tremblingly, and Qiu felt his back was sweating.

"General, can you land?" Qiu asked.

"Do it twenty times in a row." Rogge's voice came in a standard command.

Qiu felt his back go stiff.Twenty times, being able to do it successfully once has exhausted all his energy, and he is actually asked to do it twenty times in a row...

"You can do it, focus. Here we come." Roger reminded from behind.

Qiu quickly focused on looking ahead.

The hangar is quite large, but it is still too small for an extremely fast fighter.In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the opposite wall again.

Pull up, pull up, pull up, I flip, I flip, I turn, I turn, I turn... Hey, hey, huh... It's okay... I can take a break, huh?here again?I pull, I pull, I pull...

Qiu Mo recited the essentials of the movement, and hurriedly moved around.The plane floated like a marijuana, but fortunately, it was a success.

"Maintaining absolute calm under high-pressure conditions is an essential quality for every pilot. No one is born a master of flying, and everyone has practiced it." Rogge said. "Your brother and I both started practicing this movement back then, and you will be able to use it freely after you practice a lot."

"Oh." Qiu replied, but felt that after completing the first few sets, his movements not only didn't get better, but got worse and worse.

"It's okay, you'll be proficient after the fatigue period, that's it, continue." Rogge kept encouraging Qiu.But Roger also found that Qiu's talent seemed a bit unsatisfactory.

It was such a piece of cake to start, Qiu did more than a dozen sets in a row but he stumbled, and what was worse was that he couldn't fly straight.A well-endowed fighter plane always twists and turns like an eel in his hands.

"Slow down, don't worry, look ahead, and wait until you are in position before starting." Roger reached out to hold Qiu's hand, and the plane immediately stabilized a lot.

Finally finished it three more times.Finally achieved the goal of twenty times.Qiu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't relax, we haven't landed yet." Rogge's voice sounded in his ears, seeming to be smiling.

Qiu frowned and landed, most afraid of landing.

"Don't panic, look at the yellow line ahead. After passing the yellow line, open the speedbrake and press down on the nose of the aircraft until the wheels touch the ground, then pull again." Rogge extended his hand to help Qiu stabilize the joystick while explaining.

Qiu felt that Rogge's hand was so warm, as long as he had this hand in his heart, he would feel more at ease.

"Relax, relax, breathe!" Roger's face was next to Qiu's, and he tilted his head slightly to see Qiu holding his breath with a heroic face.

The plane flew towards the yellow line.

"Slow down, don't worry. Steady, relax your hand. Yes, push." ​​Rogge whispered one order after another in Chu's ear.

Although Qiu's hands were still shaking, his heart was much more stable.

"Press it, slow down, send it out at a constant speed, good, good, let go at this time...Pull, pull, good. Turn, stop." Roger led Qiu and sent the fighter back to the berth steadily.

Qiu sat in the driver's seat for a long time and couldn't believe that he could do it so well.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Roger looked at Qiu's neck, which was still sweating like it had been washed by water.

"Will you still practice with me later?" Qiu felt that there must be Rogge, and he would not practice without Rogge.

"Of course, I'll accompany you until you learn it." Rogge put his arm on the back of Qiu's seat, as if holding Qiu and the seat in his arms.

Qiu Anran leaned back in the chair, "Can I practice a little longer?"

"Listen to you," Roger said.

……

The result of practicing too much is to cripple yourself.

When Qiuto limped back to the lounge with a sore arm, 33 was still sitting in front of the computer and reading materials, and when he saw Qiu coming in, he gave a slightly surprised expression. "Did you fall into the water?"

"No, I just practiced flying for a while." Qiu Ku laughed.

"Is the plane okay?" 33 asked.

"Well, it's okay." Qiu walked into the bathroom by touching the wall.

Just because Rogge said to accompany him, he went out to practice, completing various movements with high tension for several hours.This is the first time he has worked so hard in such a big age.

"I have to take a good rest." Qiu lay down on the bed, straightening up.

"Button." Someone knocked on the door again.

"Who is it?" Qiu reluctantly got up.

It was the mighty and stern Lieutenant Colonel Del who entered the door.