I love you, I won't kill you

Whether it's good judgment, proficiency in flight procedures and techniques, or the spatial perception or eye-hand coordination required for flight training, Amanda, a Marine Corps cadet pilot, is fully qualified to participate in the Navy's flight training program. The most compelling tactical jet class.

On this point, Navy Lieutenant Kenny Cooper could bet $100 on anyone and he believed he had absolutely no chance of losing.But what everyone, including Kenny, did not expect was that Amanda did not accept this order.

When Amanda came out of the office of the naval officer in charge of the training assignment, Kenny, who was standing in the corridor of the office, stepped forward, "Mike, did you really refuse the assignment order?"

Amanda, who was wearing a one-piece flight suit with the rank of a second lieutenant and wearing naval combat boots, raised her head with her hands behind her back, looked at Kenny and smiled slightly, "Yes, but your statement is not correct. It should be Said, I volunteered to attend the helicopter flight training course."

Kenny blinked in disbelief, and he didn't catch up until Amanda walked forward, "This is absolutely impossible! Mike, even my instructor is very satisfied with your flight training ability. But, you Why pass up the chance to be a Hornet fighter pilot?"

"Maybe, I'd rather go to Afghanistan with a rotorhead on my head!?"

"God, do you think helicopter pilots are in less danger than fighter pilots?"

"Cooper, I'm a Marine and I'm born to take more risks than the other services. Also, more Marines need a rotorhead like me to cover their ground operations."

Amanda's answer made Kenny, who was born in the Naval Academy, speechless.As a purely naval officer, perhaps he just regards the Marine Corps as the Navy's amphibious landing force.

He looked at Amanda seriously, "I'm sorry, McLaren! I didn't really realize the true meaning of the name 'Marine Corps' until today. You are a good person, and I am very happy to have you. Brother Marines!"

"Thank you! Uh...do you want me to buy you a glass of whiskey?" Amanda asked as she walked out of the base office building.

"Of course! But, why did you buy me a drink? Could it be that our relationship can..." When Kenny spoke, a smirk appeared on his face.

"Lieutenant, don't forget that you will also go to South Airport for training from tomorrow. Do you understand?" Amanda said solemnly.

Kenny laughed, "Understood, ma'am. Maybe we'll be on the same crew when we can fly solo."

Amanda nodded and replied with a smile, "Hmm, unless you don't want to be on the same crew as me."

"Oh, Merry Christmas! It's Christmas, Mike!"

"Yeah, Merry Christmas! See you at the South Airport at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning!"

..................

At 9:40 on Christmas night, Victoria took the paper order and asked Amanda, "Is this an order from the Navy? Huh, I don't believe it!"

Rebecca stood aside, grabbed the order and read it carefully, "Victoria, there is nothing wrong with that."

"Okay, you two, don't be so suspicious of my wishes." Amanda said after taking the order.

"Then will your dormitory still be here? I mean..." Victoria said suddenly.

"Of course. What are you... trying to say?" Amanda asked.

"It's nothing, you should go to bed early. Rebecca, let's go." After Victoria said something, she turned and walked towards the door of the dormitory.

After a night's rest, Amanda jumped out of bed while maintaining her energy.From now on, the flight training she will undergo is a different kind of challenge entirely.This kind of challenge is fundamentally different from the fixed-wing aircraft training she received before, even the control method is completely different.

Flying a tactical jet is far more likely to earn a flying medal than flying any type of aircraft in the Navy.But why did Amanda choose to participate in helicopter training, perhaps as she said, to serve more marines.

But there is another point that others don't know. It was the major officer of the Marine Corps on the honor wall of the Pensacola base that touched and inspired her a lot.As a helicopter pilot, Major Price (then captain) showed superhuman courage and fearlessness regardless of the danger to his life and beyond his duties. On August 1967, 8, he rescued four people surrounded by a large number of Viet Cong soldiers in Quang Ngai, Vietnam. American soldiers.

"Can lead the entire crew to rescue many American soldiers, and return to the fleet safely on the sea? This is incredible?! How did he do it?" Amanda walked behind Kenny, but her mind was The appearance of the major continued to emerge.

"Hey, Mike, we're going to be rookies again!" Kenny turned around and said.

"What? A rookie?" Amanda replied smoothly.

"God, what are you thinking? Are you prepping for a training session?"

"Oh, yeah. Anyway, didn't the 'Advanced Multi-Service Helicopter Pilot Training System' start off like any other Navy flight training program?"

Kenny smiled wryly and shook his head. "Yeah, yeah. You'll know when you get the helicopter's control stick between your legs."

Amanda dismissed his sexual joke, and after looking at the others, said, "Uh...you remember that major on the Pensacola Wall of Honor?"

"Who? Major? From the navy?" Kenny asked in a low voice, naturally thinking of the military branch he belonged to.

"Marines! Vietnam in 67, Major Price!" Amanda was very dissatisfied with his answer and said with emphasis.

"Major Price? Oh, I remember. Huh, that guy is amazing!"

"Amazing? I think he is simply a superman!" Said a second lieutenant student next to Amanda.

Amanda nodded amusedly, "Hehehe, I think he looks like a Superman too! It's just that it's not the Superman who wears his briefs outside, but the Captain America who flew a helicopter over Vietnam!"

Kenny turned his head at this moment, "Stop talking! The instructor saw you!"

Lieutenant Commander Roy Pearson, who was walking outside the helicopter cadet team, looked at Amanda seriously, "What's the matter with this second lieutenant of the Marine Corps? Do you want to go to the airport?"

A group of people came to the student classroom on the side of the South Airport. While Major Pearson and other people entered the classroom one after another, they stopped Amanda who was passing by, "Second Lieutenant, please wait!"

"Yes, sir!" As soon as Amanda heard the teacher speak, she knew that nothing good would happen next.

"I'm not interested in the content of your chat with other students! But, I really want to know, what is the navy to you?"

"Sir, the Navy is, to a Marine, the most powerful service in the United States and in the world!"

"Well, very good! So, does the most powerful military branch need to observe strict discipline?" Although Pearson was still questioning Amanda on the surface, he agreed with her statement in his heart.

"Yes, sir. The U.S. Navy will not tolerate undisciplined student pilots!"

"Well, now that you've realized your mistake, go ahead and execute it."

Amanda had expected this ending, she stood at attention and said, "Please give me an order, sir!"

Pearson smiled and said in a low voice, "Well, what would Major Andres do if he were here?"

"Sir, you just need to tell me, five miles or ten miles."

"Well, that's the last time. Remember, Major Andres owes me a glass of Irish whiskey! Ten miles, I suppose, should be an easy job for a Marine."

"Yes, sir." Amanda put the student briefcase on her seat, turned around and ran out of the classroom immediately.

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