You were asked to repeat your senior year of high school, and you took advantage of the opportunity

Chapter 626 I can beat five!
Although his English score in the college entrance examination was average, only about 100 points, Jiang Chen worked hard on English when he entered university.

So now he can not only communicate with foreigners fluently in English.

Even the curry-flavored English with a strong Pakistani or Indian accent can be understood.

I saw the other person greeting me enthusiastically.

Jiang Chen didn't act pretentiously.

Instead, he took the initiative to extend his hand to the other party and said, "Hello, my dear friend. My name is Jiang Chen, you can just call me by my name."

The other party immediately shook Jiang Chen's hand and said, "I am Hussein Ali of the Third Flight Squadron of the First Aviation Brigade of the Northern Air Force Command."

He glanced at Jiang Chen's epaulettes.

Somewhat surprised, "Are you really just a cadet soldier? I thought the rumors were exaggerated."

Jiang Chen withdrew his right hand.

He shrugged and said, "So I have to salute you, respected captain."

Ali waved his hand quickly, "You are the most distinguished guest, not a soldier under my command, so there is no need to salute."

"There's coffee over there, wanna go have a cup?" Ali pointed to the lounge bar next to the hotel lobby.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing!

However, Jiang Chen did not reject the other party's kindness.

Instead, he followed the other person to the lounge bar and sat down.

A waiter came over immediately.

He first poured lemonade for the two of them, and then asked them in a low voice what they would like to drink.

Face the waiter.

Ali was no longer as polite as before, and yelled at the other party in English with a defiant look on his face.

But the waiter still had a smile on his face.

Dare not show any dissatisfaction.

Jiang Chen watched this scene silently.

If it were in China, most waiters would probably throw water on Ali's face.

oh~~~
This is what happens to countries that have achieved independence without experiencing a traumatic GM.

Because there is still a huge old aristocracy and powerful class in the country.

These people still ride on the necks of ordinary people and act tyrannically.

Perhaps these old aristocrats and the powerful class are also patriots, but how much does this "country" have to do with the people at the bottom?
Don't think that the caste system exists only in India.

In Pakistan, which separated from India only decades ago, the caste system is also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It's just not as obvious as in India.

"Sir, what would you like to drink, tea, coffee, or another beverage?" After serving Ali, the waiter walked to Jiang Chen, bent over 90 degrees, and whispered.

"Coffee, thank you." Jiang Chen said with a pleasant face.

Pakistani tea is so sweet, how can it have any tea flavor at all?
"Okay, wait a minute."

Wait until the waiter leaves.

Ali then looked at Jiang Chen.

He relaxed his brows and said, "Jiang, it's hard to imagine that you are so young. In Pakistan, young students like you should stay in the military academy to learn how to fly a plane instead of going to another country and wasting precious time."

He seemed to know that what he said was not very polite.

So he hurriedly made up for it, "But your country can send you abroad, which means that your country has full trust in you and knows that you can definitely complete this mission perfectly."

Ali exclaimed, “Even so, I still find it hard to believe.”

His body language is very rich.

He gesticulates while talking.

For a moment Jiang Chen didn't know whether this guy was praising him or secretly mocking him.

But Jiang Chen didn't take it too seriously.

Instead, he asked, "Captain Ali, I heard that you damaged an Indian Su-30MKI yesterday?"

This sentence obviously touched Ali's heart.

He immediately said with an exaggerated expression, "A burst of shells pierced the tail of a Su-30Mki." "If there was no Su-30Mki trying to lock onto my tail, I would have been forced to break away. Otherwise, I would have sent that Su-30Mki to meet their Lord Shivratri."

"You usually deal with the Indian Air Force, right?"

"The biggest enemy of the Northern Air Command is the Indian Air Force, what do you think?"

"So what do you think of the Indian Air Force?"

Ali's face immediately showed a trace of contempt. "The equipment is decent, but the pilots are too poor. If I were to fly the same plane, I could beat two, no, three."

He held up five fingers.

Imitating Donnie Yen’s tone in the movie “Ip Man”, “I can beat five!”

A smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face.

Ha ha!

Even with the outdated AN/APG-16 pulse Doppler radar equipped on the F-68c/D, I can still defeat five by myself!

"So you also think that the F-16C/D is no match for the Su-30MKI?" Jiang Chen asked again.

This question is very acute.

Ali was silent for a long moment.

Then he said, "The F-16C/D is a medium-sized aircraft, and the Su-30MKI is a heavy aircraft. It is indeed difficult to fight them."

"But," he changed the subject, "our Pakistani pilots are good enough. No matter how good a weapon is, it will not work if it is not used. The same weapon can have completely different effects in the hands of different people."

"The Indian Air Force is as clumsy as pigs. Even if they are given the F-22 Raptor, they will not be able to bring out its true power."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly.

The Indian Air Force is really lame.

And the jokes weren't just one or two, but a whole bunch of them.

So it is normal to be looked down upon by the enemy.

"The J-10C Raptor is also a medium-sized aircraft. Which one do you think is better, the J-10C Raptor or the F-16C/D?" Jiang Chen asked again.

Ali opened his mouth.

He hesitated for a moment.

Then he hesitated and said, "I have not flown the J-10C Raptor, but our Air Force is equipped with a large number of your country's advanced fighters, such as the J-6, J-7, Xiaolong, etc. These aircraft have excellent performance and support most of the Pakistani sky."

He saw a faint smile on Jiang Chen's face.

As if mocking him for not daring to tell the truth.

So Ali gritted his teeth.

He said in a deep voice, "But the F-16C/D is the best fighter I have ever flown, and now dozens of countries around the world have equipped thousands of them, and have achieved brilliant results, which is enough to prove the excellence of this fighter."

“What a pity~~~”

He sighed, "The damn Americans, in order to win over India, actually banned the export of this aircraft and its parts to Pakistan."

"Now the number of F-16C/Ds available to our army is decreasing, and the Indian Air Force has announced that it will introduce Rafale fighter jets."

“Maybe in a few years.”

"The skies of the South Asian subcontinent will no longer be dominated by the Pakistani Air Force."

His words really came from the bottom of his heart.

And it's not just him.

Almost all of the Pakistan Air Force thinks so.

in their cognition.

American products are high-end products.

American weapons are advanced and cutting-edge weapons.

Don’t underestimate the fact that the Pakistan Air Force is equipped with a large number of fighter jets from the University of the East.

But in the eyes of Pakistani pilots.

These fighter jets from the University of Tokyo can only pray for a supporting role.

The one who can truly have the final say on the battlefield.

It has to be the American F-16.
(End of this chapter)