Chapter 18

A Y-9 medium transport aircraft, having traveled a long distance, descended from the sky. The moment its landing gear touched the runway of the 911 Air Service Base, a brief trail of white smoke rose, and the aircraft quickly stabilized. After sliding for several hundred meters, it turned toward the apron.

The Y-9 has become the most mainstream medium-range transport aircraft, being both cheap and practical.

This time, it not only brought 20 tons of supplies but also two hitchhiking passengers.

Seeing the two bald passengers with their carry-on bags, the deputy squadron leader of the "True Fragrance" squadron, codenamed "Devil Pepper," a short-haired girl, let out a cheer, took a big stride forward, and pounced on one of them, hugging him tightly.

At that time, Yamada Yutora's Z-9 armed helicopter had returned with the unconscious Squadron Leader Chekov and the bloodied, life-or-death rookie Chen Fei, which made everyone's mood very heavy.

To take down a gold dragon, the 911 Air Service Base paid a price that was hard to imagine, all of which were hard-earned achievements.

It wasn't until today that the two finally returned to the base unharmed, and everyone's worries finally dissipated.

"Welcome back, Squadron Leader Chekov!"

The other thirteen pilots stood in a row, saluting their Squadron Leader Chekov, one of whom was leaning on a crutch.

"Uh-huh, Little Pepper, it's been a while, everyone doing well?"

Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov, with one arm in a sling, was hugged tightly and secretly pursed his lips.

I've been in the game for over forty years, and I can betray anyone, but A? I can't afford it!

"Everyone's doing well. Rookie, how are you recovering?"

The short-haired girl, Yelena Rousius, extended her small fist and hammered Chen Fei's chest, who was caught off guard.

"Cough, cough, still, still okay!"

Chen Fei rolled his eyes; he had just taken a magic potion worth over ten million star coins, but almost didn't survive this punch.

Girl, are you waiting for a feast?

The aftereffect of "Hallucination" still existed, and there was no special medicine to cure it. The small string of characters "A:\>_" always appeared in his field of vision, but over time, he got used to it and could easily ignore it, so it didn't have much impact.

"Yelena, be gentle. He hasn't fully recovered yet. If he collapses again, who will be responsible?"

The big bear finally said something fair.

When Chen Fei was sent to the international medical ship, he was covered in blood from head to toe, with no good flesh left. It was already a miracle that he survived, and his current physical condition was inevitably weak and his vital energy greatly depleted.

Pilots are known for their excellent physical condition. Even without being injured, the slim Chen Fei couldn't withstand the short-haired girl's small fist, and he would fall to the ground and not get up.

"Uh, this time, well done!"

Yelena Rousius smiled awkwardly, changing her fist to a palm and patting Chen Fei.

One shot, taking down the extremely vicious gold dragon before the air knights arrived, was the best outcome. The entire "True Fragrance" squadron also benefited from it.

At least when boasting to people outside the base, they could confidently say, "Even if a gold dragon attacks the 911 Air Service Base, it will still have to kneel!"

But the benefits of successfully killing the gold dragon went beyond that. The 911 Air Service Base would confidently increase its defense contract fees for the next cycle, and the full refund of the "Dragon Killer Missile" would be a significant boost. The entire team's records would be greatly enhanced, and this "bonus" would last for a long time.

The 10 million star coin cash reward for the "Life Revival" potion, which was used to offset the cost, did not exceed expectations. In fact, the retail price of this potion on the market had already exceeded 15 million, and the 12 million internal discount from the Tianqi Defense Group had already considered the various hidden benefits of killing the gold dragon, partially converting them into cash for Chen Fei, though it wasn't publicly stated.

The new employee was completely unaware of the power of capital. Whether he lived or died, he had no choice.

The welcome ceremony was enthusiastic and brief. The "True Fragrance" squadron pilots surrounded their leader and left happily, but Chen Fei saw the leader of the maintenance team, the taciturn Xiao Ming, who was holding a new set of work clothes.

The previous set on Chen Fei, the rookie, didn't last an hour before it was torn to shreds.

"Back?"

The man, reeking of machine oil, was still sparing with words.

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Fei felt a bit uneasy. On his first day, he was taken up in the air, accidentally killed a gold dragon, scrapped an A-39B "Big Mouth" light turboprop attack aircraft, and tore up a set of work clothes.

Most importantly, he lost a technical manual.

A man who could easily handle such a large aircraft, if he got angry and hit him, the result wouldn't be much different from the big bear Chekov's bear attack, right?

"Let's go, work to do, still a lot to do!"

The expressionless Xiao Ming showed no signs of anger, still very indifferent.

Chen Fei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly took the work clothes.

Following him for a few steps, Xiao Ming suddenly paused.

Chen Fei's heart sank again. Did the leader of the maintenance team finally remember to vent his anger?

His legs went weak!

"Uh, this, forgot to give you!"

Xiao Ming pulled something out of the large pocket of his work clothes and turned to hand it to Chen Fei.

A-39B "Big Mouth" Light Turboprop Attack Aircraft Technical Manual (A), the cover was worn and battered, having experienced some dangerous encounters.

Chen Fei recognized it as the technical manual (A) he had lost. He didn't expect it to survive the terrifying power of the "Dragon Killer Missile" and be picked up. The pages were glued and reinforced with needle and thread, and the cover was carefully wrapped in transparent book cover paper, without a single bubble. Although it didn't look as good as new, it wouldn't affect normal reading, as the content was the most important.

Following Xiao Ming into the hangar, the maintenance workers, who were still busy, gave Chen Fei a five-second silent welcome, collectively acknowledging his return.

What kind of leader, what kind of subordinates.

The maintenance workers, like Xiao Ming, were all taciturn and quick to act.

Chen Fei soon discovered that, apart from losing a set of work clothes, the technical manual was returned, and nothing else was missing, including the tablet and dedicated data cable he hadn't even warmed up yet.

As if nothing had happened, Chen Fei continued his apprenticeship, plugging the data cable into all the planes in the hangar again.

Although his eyes had an additional "A:\>_" hallucination aftereffect, it didn't have much impact.

After all, the magic potions from the Sky Realm, when used on a native of the Blue Star, inevitably caused some adverse reactions. Such cases were not uncommon. Compared to those with fur, horns, tails, changed skin color, sharp nails, sharp teeth, fat into balls, or thin as sticks... and other bizarre side effects, a small string of characters was nothing. The most important thing was that it could save a life.

The 911 Air Service Base suffered significant losses this time, with two MiG-28 jet fighters and three A-39 "Big Mouth" light turboprop attack aircraft, directly reducing the base's main air combat force by one-third. However, everyone seemed to be in high spirits, not at all dejected.

During lunch in the base cafeteria, Chen Fei found the answer. Park Ae-hwa, who worked part-time in the cafeteria and did small trades to supplement his income, returned the "Monster Egg" (actually unknown wild bird eggs, or perhaps snake eggs), the grass nest, and the wooden box to Chen Fei.

This guy was quite persistent, not secretly taking them back to continue deceiving others, but returning them to their rightful owner.

Chen Fei, both amused and exasperated, had to accept the gesture again. He heard Park Ae-hwa look around furtively and whisper, "Sss! Chen Fei, did you get any of that?"

"Which one? Which one?"

Chen Fei was completely baffled, not understanding what he was talking about.

What kind of secret code was this guy using?

"That one!"

Park Ae-hwa, getting a bit impatient, raised his voice a little, then was startled and looked around again, afraid of being overheard.

"How do I know which one if you don't say?"

Chen Fei threw his chopsticks into the plate, unable to eat his lunch. Was this guy ever going to stop?

Park Ae-hwa bit his lip, leaned close to Chen Fei's ear, and whispered, "The... gold dragon fragments, didn't you pick any up?"

"Gold dragon fragments?"

Chen Fei looked at Park Ae-hua in surprise, but before he could finish, Park Ae-hua reached out to cover his mouth. Chen Fei quickly pushed the hand away, frowning in disgust, "What do you want?"

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