Cage Mountain, outside Thorn Town.
"Ah, achoo —"
Braving the wind and snow, Good sneezed violently as he walked into the warehouse. He placed the heavy box of bullets next to the plane and sat down. "I hate winter... It always reminds me of the days of exile."
"No one likes the Months of Demons, but I have to say, this temperature is not even close to the edge of winter." Finkin curled his lips and opened the wooden box he carried. "You should be glad that we're not far from the sea, so the effects of the Months of Demons are not that obvious. Before His Majesty became the Lord of the Western Region, we didn't know if we would live to see tomorrow. Not to mention exile, even if you hide in a house, you might be crushed by the snow and suffocated to death in the snow. "
"Uh... Is the Months of Demons in Neverwinter so terrible?"
"That's right. The problem wasn't solved until His Majesty brought us concrete houses. Otherwise, why do you think His Majesty named the new king's city 'Neverwinter'?" Finkin shrugged. He took out the drums from the box and put them into the cabin one by one.
"Fire of Heaven" was equipped with a total of two machine guns, one in the nose and the other in the middle of the fuselage. Although they were both the latest general-purpose machine guns, their ammunition supply methods were very different. The gun in the nose was half-buried in the plane and was fed by a chain. Therefore, the ammunition box was also made of metal and had to be disassembled when reloading.
On the other hand, the machine gun used by the recoil shooter was fixed on a rotating gun rack. The operation method was exactly the same as the Mark I guns of the firearms battalion. The only difference was that the ammunition supply had been changed to a saddle-shaped drum with a capacity of 100 rounds, which could be manually reloaded in the air after being fired.
Therefore, in order to ensure that every mission was fully loaded, no matter how many shots were fired, the ammunition had to be reloaded after the plane landed. Although this step could be done by the ground crew, Good preferred to do it himself — as long as he could touch the plane, even if it was only for a moment, he did not want to miss such an opportunity.
At this moment, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers outside the warehouse.
Without a doubt, another student must have passed the test and landed the plane safely on the runway.
Even though it was snowing, Princess Tilly did not stop training.
She was even busier than before.
In addition to teaching the new students how to fly, His Highness would also take them to patrol the northwestern region of the Kingdom of Wolfheart twice a day. At night, they would have theoretical classes and discussion about problems.
Under her influence, everyone seemed to be full of energy, and the training was even better than when they were in Neverwinter. At least in the past week, none of the training planes had crashed.
Good and his partner loaded the new ammo boxes into the ammunition storage room at the nose of the plane. He walked to the window and sighed softly.
"What's wrong? Homesick?" Finkin asked.
He shook his head, "I'm just a little worried …"
"Are you worried about the war or your distant sister?" Finkin smirked. "I remember her name is Rachel, right?"
"You are worried that you will be replaced!" Good glared at him.
"Why?"
"At present, there are only four operational planes, one of which is Her Highness Tilly's' Unicorn '. That is to say, we have to be in the top three to be qualified to fly' Fire of Heaven '." Good looked back at the bustling training ground and said in a low voice, "Our advantage is actual combat experience, but we haven't even seen the shadow of the demons yet. If this goes on, I'm afraid we will fall behind if one or two geniuses appear among the new students."
His partner did not expect Good to be worried about this. He was stunned for a while before he said helplessly, "Hey, hey, you're thinking too much. Even if it's live shooting, it's also experience. Didn't you hear Her Highness say that it will take one or two months of practice to fire thousands of bullets in the gun camp?"
"But our shooting results are not that good, right?"
"This …" Finkin was speechless.
Although the Air Knight had not encountered any enemies since the start of the patrol, the machine guns on the plane had fired several times. Tilly did not allow them to bring back the ammunition untouched. Instead, they would find a target on the way back and pour the bullets at it as a live shooting exercise. Sometimes it was a balloon that was released randomly, and sometimes it was a tree on the top of a mountain.
This made Good realize that his talent in shooting was far inferior to his talent in flying. At the same time, he also heard that there were many talented students among the newly recruited students. One of them seemed to be a newcomer named Manfeld, who was recognized by the instructor in just a few days.
Therefore, his worries were not unfounded.
Unfortunately, he could find time to practice on the simulator to master the operating skills, but he could only rely on bullets for shooting.
"Woo —"
Suddenly, a sharp alarm sounded in the sky above the airport!
Good and Finkin looked at each other, and their expressions changed.
Once the alarm sounded, all training had to stop, the runway would be cleared, and the Air Knight would have to gather at the airport's command center immediately.
This was the first time such an emergency call had appeared since they were stationed in Thorn Town for more than a week.
The two did not hesitate and rushed to the command center at the same time.
…
Soon, more than thirty people gathered in the makeshift combat room.
"Just a minute ago, I received news from Iron Axe that a team of demons appeared two hundred kilometers north of Gust Castle." Princess Tilly pointed to the map on the wall and said, "The message was sent through animal messengers, and at the same time, the secret message said that a group of refugees had been discovered nearby — the demons' goal is likely here. Just the soldiers of Gust Castle alone would need more than two days to march, and I'm afraid it will be too late by the time they arrive. "
"And this is the battlefield that the Air Knight is most suited for. Apart from the 'Fire of Heaven', no one can cross such a long distance in two to three hours to fight. Even the enemy will not be able to imagine that the sky will one day no longer be the domain of the demons! Now listen to my orders, Air Knight Team, set off immediately! "
"Yes, Your Highness!" Everyone replied in unison.
Good could not help but clench his fists. He had finally waited for a chance for actual combat!
When he returned to the warehouse, the ground crew had already completed the preparations for takeoff.
He quickly climbed into the cockpit, skillfully opened the oil circuit and the circuit valve, and turned the start handle. Under the traction of the electric motor, the nose of the plane spewed out black smoke, and the first cycle was completed with a loud bang.
And once the cycle started, the piston engine would continue to operate at high speed.
Good put on a windproof eye mask, and under the waving and cheering of the crowd, he pressed the control lever forward.
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