The communicator couldn't be contacted, and the other communication and positioning devices couldn't be used either. There was no parachute, and the emergency cabin couldn't be opened. Logically speaking, under such circumstances, the pilot in the cockpit wouldn't be feeling well either.
This was what the officers wanted to see. In a situation of near despair and helplessness, the students would better reflect the situation.
The officers were looking forward to the four fellows' reactions, but reality slapped them hard in the face.
Knight's reaction was understandable. He definitely had a certain level of understanding towards this situation, and it was to be expected that he could face it calmly. However, Ci Jincheng was even calmer than Knight. Knight was more or less worried about the other three, but Ci Jincheng had nothing to worry about at all. The moment the mechanical system lost its function, Ci Jincheng calmly took out a book and read it with great interest. Ci Jincheng did not forget to nod and smile politely at the hidden monitor before he started reading. The officers inside the control room immediately darkened.
Boring.
Then they looked at Lung.
Lung blanked out for two seconds after the power system failed. Then, he said disdainfully, "I can't believe the great military would buy such inferior goods. I remember that the military's allocation was pretty good. Could it be that there were only some defective goods left when the resources were allocated here? Or … "
Lung muttered to himself endlessly, completely ignoring the falling fighter. In the end, he even came to a conclusion — the troops stationed at the border were all stepmothers.
Although their communicators were jammed and could not communicate, there were still hidden monitors inside the cockpit. The officers heard every word of Lung's words without missing a single word.
Inside the control room, the team leader looked at the stationed officers with eyes full of sympathy. It wasn't that he truly agreed with Lung's words, but that he pitied them for being looked down upon by Lung.
The stationed officers were so angry that they almost spat blood. This place was not like the primitive zones at the edge of the 13 Backward Sectors. Even if this was the border, it was the border between Sector C and Sector B. How could it compare to a primitive border?! Moreover, the highly armed fighter jets were not placed in the student camp here. They were placed elsewhere.
Not only did they fail to scare Lung this time, they were even looked down upon by him. This was just the beginning. After Lung was done with his disdain, the fighter descended to about ten thousand meters or so. Lung suddenly took out a small square box from his pocket and ejected it from one of the fighter's ports. The small square box was split into five small pieces and attached to the wings, fuselage, and tail respectively.
In Lung's hand was a palm-sized control device. When he pressed a button, a large fan extended out from the five small pieces, and the fighter's falling speed abruptly slowed. In the end, it seemed as if it was a thin piece of paper floating in the air. Lung operated the control instrument in his hand, and the small piece on the tail spat out some white mist.
As a result, the officers in the control room watched as Lung piloted this fighter whose power system had failed yet was still drifting about leisurely, drawing a large smiley face in the air.
Gerrard was still holding his forehead. He really didn't know how to describe the young master of the Andriera family.
As for Silin, when the power system failed, Silin glanced around the cockpit, then opened a part of the cockpit, removed the remote controller inside, opened the control panel, and re-entered the program decoding control on the control panel that popped up.
At the same time, the person in front of the screen in the control room was also typing in the control program to stop Silin from decoding.
Fifteen seconds later, the screen in the control room showed "Control Disconnected". This meant that the control of that plane was now completely in Silin's hands. The face of the officer in front of the screen immediately flushed red, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. He was played by an academy, and in less than twenty seconds no less!
Gerrard patted his shoulder, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. His teacher is Mo Heng, Sir Mo. He only needs a small compound knife to tear the entire fighter into pieces, and then put it back together in one piece. "
Although Gerrard's words were slightly exaggerated, they couldn't deny that Silin's ability had truly shocked them.
After Cillin had gained control of the fighter, he turned on the power system once more and piloted the fighter down. It didn't take long before Cillin saw Ci Jincheng and Knight's fighter take flight once more, and the power system had returned to normal.
The four of them found a parking spot and landed their fighter. Knight also told Silin and the other two about this common military trick. Most of the time, the fighter the new students piloted had been tampered with and could be controlled remotely. Sometimes, the officers would play with a broken wing, the power system would fail, and the energy would suddenly drop to zero. These were all things the officers played with the students, but it was also through these little tricks that the officers would re-evaluate the students' abilities.
"Tch, don't be so mysterious. My grandfather once said that we can't completely rely on others in times of danger. We have to learn to save ourselves, and learn to prepare for a rainy day." Lung tossed the little square box in his hand, and then gave Silin a thumbs up, "But Silin is really amazing. He forcefully seized control of the fighter, it's like he gave the controller a slap in the face. How arrogant! "
When the four of them returned to the camp, the surrounding students looked at them with obviously different gazes. Sird, Hard, and the others were very impressed by the fact that the four of them had been toyed with by their officers, and if they were the ones in that situation, they would definitely be laughed at by their officers. Although they didn't know how the four of them had handled it, it didn't affect their opinion of the four of them.
The people from the military academies, on the other hand, had even more complicated gazes. Not everyone could make their officers fly into a rage, and looking at the faces of those officers today, other than Senior Colonel Gerrard, none of them looked good.
"Sigh, I really want to know how they handled it." Yue Lou leaned on the railing and sighed.
"Really looking forward to it." Feng Haicao closed the display device in his hand. It could only show the flight situation of the fighter, but not the reactions of the pilots inside the fighter.
Knight knew quite a few of the people who came from the military academies, such as Stantine from the Second Military Academy. So during dinner, Knight was called down by Stantine for a drinking contest. Not long after Knight left, the communicators of Silin and the other two rang.
"Come quickly, you three. Fuck, they're shamelessly trying to wear us down!"
The Second Military Academy's accommodation was on the sixth floor, and Seven Lights' accommodation was on the eighth floor. When Silin and the other two went down, the ten people from the Second Military Academy and Knight were gathered around a table in the living room of a accommodation. Knight's feet were on a stool, his hands were on his hips, and his face was already red from drinking. When he saw Silin and the other two coming over, he snorted and laughed, "Brothers from my accommodation, the four of us will fight it out with you today, and you think we can't take you down?!"
"Fuck off. Hurry up and call the rest of your people over, or else you'll say that we're bullying you with numbers again … Don't you have a girl with you?" Stantine snickered.
"No need, the four of us are enough!" Once Knight's stubbornness flared up, no one could change his mind.
"Yeah, the four of us are enough. I'll take care of four of them, and you can split the remaining six among yourselves. "Silin walked to the table and said.
Bang!
Before the people from the Second Military Academy could voice their opinions, Knight had already slammed the table, "I'll take four, you can split the remaining six among yourselves!"
Lung patted Knight's shoulder, "Sigh, there's no need to fight. We'll each take three, and leave the last one for Ci Jincheng."
Ci Jincheng raised an eyebrow and said nothing.
"How are we going to drink?" Silin asked.
"Nonsense, of course we're going to drink the whole bottle in one go! Are you going to sip it mouthful by mouthful like a girl? "Stantine yelled.
Without another word, Silin picked up a bottle and chugged it straight away. The bottle was empty in five seconds.
"Alright, as expected of Shadow X. I've been wanting to compete with you since a long time ago." Stantine picked up a bottle and started chugging it down.
That night, the Second Military Academy's leading officer's face was so dark that a storm was brewing.
The ten of them were actually taken care of by the four of them!
Knight had drunk too much, and he himself collapsed after taking care of the three of them. He was dragged back by Silin. Lung also drank too much, but his performance was that he was overly excited, yelling about playing cards, singing if he didn't play cards, acting shamelessly if he didn't sing, and refusing to leave.
Silin dragged Knight back upstairs first, and then came over with Ci Jincheng to grab one of Lung's hands each, forcefully pulling him back upstairs.
That night, Lung sang love songs for the entire night. Fortunately, the soundproofing of every dorm room was pretty good, or else the instructors might just feed him bullets.
After the commotion was over, the official integrated warfare battle began after everyone from the ten academies had arrived. The Second Military Academy's people rubbed their palms together. They lost in a drinking contest, and were called up in the middle of the night by their commanding officer to 'sober up'. This grudge must be avenged.
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