I love you, I won't kill you

In the months before Thanksgiving, Angie was busy with her studies, part-time jobs and buying a car, while Julie stepped up her studies and prepared for the National Lawyers' Examination in February next year.When Susan graduated from law school, she left a word to Julie, "I want to visit the most beautiful place in the world, don't miss me too much!"

Everyone has their own things to do, and the person everyone likes is busy too.Busy with how to complete every flight training, busy with how to get the "Texan" safely out of the atmosphere and back to the Naval Airfield in Whitingfield 24 hours a day, in any kind of weather on the runway.

It should be said that Amanda's current "pilot and rudder" skills and aviation expertise covering various disciplines allow her to fly most private jets without much effort.After all, basic flying skills, instrument-covered flying, night flying, aerobatics and formation flying have laid a solid foundation for her to fly.

And her flight times and time are also the longest among the students in the same period.By Christmas this year, she had flown 68 flights and had completed more than 136 hours of flight training.

At 12 o'clock in the morning on December 26, the day after Christmas, it was the day when Amanda transferred to naval aviation training and standardized operating procedures.Ten hours earlier, the cadets had a particularly sumptuous Navy Christmas dinner with base instructors and base naval officers.

After dinner, Rebecca, Victoria and Amanda had to go back to the dormitory with all their might.Victoria smiled and took out the champagne bought in the base military supermarket, delicious Christmas specialties and some lovely Christmas decorations.

"Amanda, put on your Christmas hat! Rebecca, are you okay?" Victoria greeted Rebecca as she handed a red Christmas hat to Amanda's hand.

"Here I come! Stand still and take a picture!" Rebecca yelled, holding a Panasonic camera.After the three of them took a photo with each other, they picked up the champagne glasses together and said together, "Merry Christmas!"

"Amanda, I think the Christmas wreath on our door is a bit ugly." Rebecca held her glass and walked towards the door as if remembering something.

"Uh... so what should I do? How about you make one for us?" Amanda put down the cup in her hand, scooped a spoonful of roasted polenta into her mouth and tasted it.

Rebecca smiled and walked back, looked at the two and said, "Girls, would you like a glass of straight Irish whiskey?"

Victoria looked at her with a smile, "Well, of course."

Amanda sat on the swivel chair in the room, looked at the two and thought, "Time flies, Victoria and the others have been here for almost four months. And my second phase of training will be in Whitingfield tomorrow." Seoul's South Airport begins."

At this time, he asked very easily, "Rebecca, what step have you two reached in your flight training?"

When Rebecca walked towards the small refrigerator in the room, she replied, "It's the instrument flight stage, you know that."

Victoria picked up an almond pudding and ate a few mouthfuls, "Amanda, uh... how do you feel when you are performing an instrument flight?"

Amanda turned around, looked at her and said, "Uh... terribly scary!"

"Hahaha, Amanda, I don't believe you will be scared. However, it is indeed a little scary." Rebecca said while walking with a bottle of pure Irish whiskey and three wine glasses.

"Rebecca is right! God, when I was sitting in the back seat covered by the cloth, my brain was completely blank, and I didn't know what I was going to do." Victoria recalled the previous training , greatly exclaimed.

When Victoria picked up the whiskey and filled three wine glasses, she looked into the glasses, "Rebecca, is there any ice in the glasses?"

"Hey, I'm sorry, there's no more ice." Rebecca shrugged and said.

"Just add water, do you have any objections?" Amanda relieved Rebecca.

"Cheers!" The three raised their glasses again and said something in unison.

Amanda smiled and took a swig of whiskey before picking up the plate of grilled polenta.While eating the cream and dried fruit above, he said, "Actually, I felt the same as you at the time. But I believe that as long as I can calm down, I will know what I have to do."

"Amanda, give me a taste!" Rebecca brought her mouth closer, as if she wanted Amanda to feed her roasted polenta.

Victoria glanced at Rebecca, but said nothing.He just continued talking, "That's right, just drive as if you were a blind person. The teacher is your driver, and he can do whatever you want."

Amanda didn't express any objection to Rebecca's behavior, but after handing the plate to her, she leaned against the desk and said, "How about your aerobatics? This training is very important, it will Decide what type of naval combat aircraft you may fly in the future."

Rebecca leaned against her with a plate, "It's not bad, at least I think it's better than playing games in an emulator."

Victoria thought deeply, and said subconsciously, "Amanda, I think I may not be suitable for flying with high overload."

"Is it a physical reason, or something else?" Amanda turned around and asked.

"I don't know. Maybe, I'm more suitable to fly those aircraft with lower maneuverability." Vidodya shook his head and said.

"Hey, it's Christmas. Girls, can we not talk about these chisels?" Rebecca yelled, glaring at Victoria.

"Rebecca, don't be too hard on Victoria. Everyone adapts to aerobatics differently, and this ending is hard to foresee." Amanda felt that there was something wrong with her attitude, and defended herself.

"Thank you, Amanda, I'm fine. Uh... what time will we depart from the base tomorrow?" Victoria asked with concern.

"From the base? Where are you going?" Amanda asked back.

"Kingsville Naval Air Base in Texas. If you don't like Texas, you can also apply to Meridian Naval Air Base in Mississippi to receive the second phase of tactical jet training!" Rebe Karen said.

"Really? What if I say I like being with you two so much that I would like to stay in Whitingfield?"

Victoria opened her eyes wide and asked Amanda in disbelief, "This is impossible! No one has the guts to disobey the navy's order! Amanda, tell me, what happened?"

Rebecca felt that Victoria was nervous, so she quickly said, "Victoria, calm down, okay?"

At this time, Amanda poured herself some more whiskey and asked while drinking, "Do you think I will be trained on the T-45C "Goshawk" advanced trainer starting tomorrow? Victoria, is that so?"

Victoria said, "Of course! Your performance and evaluation during basic flight training, so far, no one has raised objections."

"Thank you! However, I always consider myself a marine." Amanda said calmly.

"Heck, we know this, and we are both...Marines now!" Rebecca wanted to say that she was a Marine Corps pilot, but Amanda's serious expression made her change the words a statement.

"So, I think the Marines need more rotorhead marines. What do you guys think?"

"Uh...I admit you're right. Well, can we see what the Navy gave you?" Victoria still didn't believe the Navy would send Amanda to the helicopter trainer class.

Amanda turned around and opened the drawer, took out an A4-sized paper and handed it to the two of them, "Look for yourself!"

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