I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 139 First Test Flight

"Hurry, send Anderson to the infirmary." Will and Anderson have an extraordinary relationship. The two have escaped death from the front lines many times and have long forged a brotherly friendship between blacks and whites.

"No need, let me take care of it!" Lin Chen once again demonstrated his miraculous medical skills. With just a gentle pull and push, the two arms were restored to their original state.

Anderson was completely convinced now. He bowed to Lin Chen and asked, "May I ask your name, brother?"

"Lin Chen!"

"Lieutenant Lin, thank you for showing mercy!" No matter how stupid Anderson was, he understood that Lin Chen must have held back just now. Otherwise, with his mastery of the human body structure, it would have been a piece of cake for him to paralyze himself.

"Okay, but shouldn't you fulfill the bet?" Lin Chen smiled slightly.

Anderson was also dumbfounded. Yes, there was also a bet.

Just now I was so arrogant, thinking I was the best in the world, but in the end I lost so miserably.

"Okay, I'll admit defeat. Tell me, what do you want?"

Anderson is also a passionate man. Since he lost, he has to keep his promise.

Will and his friends were even ready to raise funds to help Anderson pay off his gambling debts, even though Lin Chen had just won almost all of the team's money.

"I would like you to be my flight instructor and teach me how to fly!"

At this moment, Lin Chen's words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake.
"What? This martial arts master can't even fly?"

Everyone was talking about it.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Lin Chen asked with a smile.

"No problem, we just came back from a mission and need to rest for a few days. If you're willing, I can teach you!"

This scene was actually seen by Major Carl who was also watching the game. He was disgusted with Lin Chen at first, then shocked, but now he has fallen in love with this young man.

Major Carl flew back with his squadron, but they suffered heavy losses. His own plane was riddled with bullet holes and he almost couldn't fly back.

Brave and resourceful! This was his evaluation of Lin Chen.

"Lin! Come here!"

When Lin Chen saw a major officer calling him, he did not dare to delay and quickly jumped off the fighting stage and walked over to stand at attention.

Lieutenant Will also saw Carl at this time, and hurriedly stood at attention and shouted for everyone to stand still.

After a salute,

"Lieutenant Lin Chen, right? Hello, I'm Major Carl. If you're interested, we can go learn to fly right now!"

"Don't you need to rest for a while?" When Lin Chen saw the clothes on Major Carl, he knew that he, like everyone else, had just returned from the battlefield.

"Haha, we are the strategic air force, there is no need to rest! What, are you afraid?" Carl began to provoke.

"No, sir! I'd love to!"

The two walked quickly towards the tarmac, followed by Anderson and Will.

When Carl learned that Lin Chen had never even flown a training plane, he was extremely upset. He was in the army? Why was he sent here to learn to fly?
"How about we learn the theory first?" Carl thought, this is not a flight school, I can't even explain the theoretical knowledge well.

"Sir, I have basically learned all the theories by myself. Now I just need someone to guide me in the operation of the computer."

"You're bragging. There are several books on the theoretical knowledge of flying. Have you mastered them all?" Carl was a little skeptical. He had never heard of such a nerd before.

"Sir, you can test me. If there is something I can't answer, I will postpone my studies." Lin Chen was very confident. He had received this knowledge in a gift package during the system upgrade a few days ago. So Lin Chen was now very professional about the parameters and structures of various models.

In this situation, facing the questions from several officers in turn, Lin Chen not only answered fluently, but was even able to point out some knowledge points that they themselves were not clear about, which stunned them.

"Forget it, no need to take the test, let's just go and fly. Since this is your first time on a plane and there is no training plane at the base, let's start with the simplest agricultural biplane."

Carl called Anderson and said, "We happen to have a P40C aircraft parked in the hangar. It should have fuel. Take Lieutenant Lin Chen over for a flight and see if he can adapt to the air environment."

What he said was justified, because no matter how well you master the theory, it would still be impossible to fly if you cannot adapt to the gravity changes in the air.

Otherwise, pilots would not be the military branch with the most stringent requirements and the highest elimination rate.

The P-40 fighter was developed by the American Curtiss Company based on the P-36 "Eagle" designed before the war.

In 1940, the P-40 welcomed its first overseas buyer, France. The French were very satisfied with this single-engine fighter and ordered 100 at once, which made the American Curtiss Company overjoyed.

But before 100 P-40s were shipped out of the factory, France surrendered to the German blitzkrieg.

Just as these planes were about to become scrapped, the Battle of Britain happened to break out. The Royal Air Force was fighting a life-and-death battle with the elite German Air Force, which was at the peak of its power at the time. The demand for fighter planes was very great, so the two sides reached an agreement after a brief negotiation. Curtiss installed four 40mm machine guns on the wings of the P7.7, and the model was named P-40C.

But as air battles escalated, the British discovered that this aircraft had huge flaws. Its firepower and speed were inferior to their own Spitfire fighters. The most critical point was its poor high-altitude performance. Once over 6000 meters, its speed and maneuverability dropped sharply, making it unable to perform the role of a high-altitude escort fighter.

So when the production of British Spitfire fighters increased, these P-40C aircraft were converted into trainer aircraft and left in the warehouse to gather dust.

The modified cockpit was very crowded. Anderson was tall and strong, and he kept swearing after sitting in. Little did he know that Lin Chen's seat was even smaller. Sitting in the front was like cramming an adult into the back seat of a 7-seater SUV.

Anderson's position is slightly higher, giving him a better overview of the situation. The only difference is that he can choose to take control of the aircraft or give it up.

He was not a careful person either. He only told Lin Chen in the front row, "Fasten your seat belts. I will only do it once! I really don't want to fly this kind of plane a second time."

After ignition, the plane slowly drove out of the apron. While applying for takeoff permission from the tower, Anderson patted the front seat and told Lin Chen, "Although this is a training plane, I will do all the necessary actions. If you want to vomit, take out the garbage bag under the seat, but don't vomit it out."

Lin Chen was speechless after hearing this. Am I so weak? "No, I don't eat much for breakfast, and I have to have a big meal for lunch." The food for pilots has always been first-class, which is one of the important reasons why Lin Chen wanted to join. In the army, the food is really bad.

Anderson didn't say any more nonsense. Even though Lin Chen had shown mercy just now, he still had to test it again when he was in the air to see whether he was a mule or a horse.

"Cleared for takeoff! Runway 4 is available for use. Please taxi to the holding area of ​​the takeoff runway as quickly as possible."

The plane slowly accelerated and began to taxi on the runway. Many teammates in the squadron stopped to watch. This was mainly because at this U.S. military base, most of the planes taking off and landing were P47 twin-engine fighters. Short-legged planes like the P40C were rare.

After arriving at the holding area, Anderson said no more, smiled slightly, and began to accelerate.

The engine roared loudly, and the fighter plane shot forward like an arrow, running wildly on the runway.

For the first time, Lin Chen felt a strong push on his back while sitting in the cabin. The scenery on both sides was rapidly receding, which was completely different from the feeling of taking off in a transport plane.

As the speed of the fighter plane increased, Anderson pulled up the joystick, the fighter plane jumped up nimbly, and the feeling of weightlessness came with it.

Lin Chen couldn't see Anderson's operation from behind, so he carefully wrote down every step Anderson explained. He had a good memory and knew when to speed up and when to press which key. Although the operation was very complicated and Anderson spoke very quickly, Lin Chen remembered it all and absorbed it.

With the landing gear retracted, the fighter's airspeed was once again comprehensively improved.
"Watch out, I'm going to fly this plane to its highest speed!" After the restrictor valve was completely closed, the plane's engine had reached its maximum power, and the plane's speed increase was still very obvious.
"Its maximum speed is about 580 kilometers per hour. In fact, this speed is no longer enough nowadays!" Anderson shouted very loudly in the air.

The wind noise plus the roar of the engine are so loud that even with headphones on, it's still terribly noisy. If you don't communicate through the intercom, you can't hear a thing.

After testing the highest speed, Anderson slowed the plane down to the lowest speed and told Lin Chen what the plane's minimum speed was. If it was lower than this number, it would fall rapidly. Then, he told Lin Chen the height at which he had to pull the plane up. If it was too low, the plane would be destroyed and everyone on board would die.

Anderson's flying skills are indeed first-class, and he is worthy of being an ace pilot. If he did not fly bombers and focused on flying fighter jets, I believe he would also be an expert.

After teaching these, he asked Lin Chen loudly, "Is this difficult? How much have you remembered?"

Lin Chen smiled and said that he remembered most of it.

Anderson sneered. This guy was so fucking arrogant that he performed aerobatics in the air, sometimes rolling sideways, sometimes climbing rapidly, and sometimes diving rapidly and then pulling up again. He was having a lot of fun and was very proud of himself. How could he not let you cry for help?
But I didn't see any movement in the front seat.

"Lin, you are not scared to faint, are you?" Anderson called out quickly.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen immediately answered loudly, "In fact, you could have started the dive a little later. The disadvantages of this aircraft are obvious, but its advantages are also outstanding, that is, its flexibility is excellent at low altitude and low speed."

Hearing Lin Chen's answer, Anderson almost vomited blood. That's it? Will you die if you don't brag?
"Okay, then I'll give you control of the plane, and you show me how to fly it!"

When Lin Chen controlled the P40C fighter jet independently for the first time, he was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. It was similar to the feeling when the instructor let you drive on the road for the first time when you were learning to drive in your previous life. Of course, it was definitely more exciting.

Although he was still a little unfamiliar with the technique at first, Lin Chen's comprehension was amazing. After Anderson scolded him several times from the back row, he couldn't find any fault with him. He was speechless. Could this perverted guy actually know how to fly?
After adapting to the environment, Lin Chen began to try difficult moves, such as rolling and climbing, which frightened Anderson in the back row.

After all, the feeling of driving and sitting in the back is completely different. It is equivalent to handing your life over to Lin Chen's hands.

What frightened Anderson the most was that Lin Chen actually shouted, "I want to do a dive, don't switch control!"

"Wait, wait!"

Anderson was still asking Lin Chen to wait, but Lin Chen had already started diving from an altitude of 3000 meters. This time the dive was more powerful, and even an old hand like Anderson felt a little overloaded.

"Lin, we need to pull it up!"

Anderson was really scared. This guy had never flown a plane before, but he was trying to do this? Could he not be so scary?

"Don't panic, trust me!"

The plane was getting lower and lower, and Anderson was almost able to see the ground. He was hesitating whether to take back the control of the plane. However, if he took it back rashly now, things might be even worse. At that moment, he actually felt that he was inferior to the other party.

He even had the illusion that he was the rookie student and the other party was the ace pilot who was teaching him aerobatics.

This is so ridiculous.

"It's over, it's all over!" Anderson saw that the trees on the ground were getting bigger and bigger, and the height had exceeded the critical value that he could pull up.

Suddenly, he became incontinent. Oh my god, it was so embarrassing.

But it doesn't matter, we're all going to die anyway.

At this desperate moment, Lin Chen shouted, "Now!"

As the plane was forcibly pulled up, the fuselage began to shake violently, as if this was a prelude to disintegration?
Oh my god, I'm dying~
This was Anderson's only thought at the moment.

However, the scene he imagined of the plane crashing and people dying did not happen in the end. At the last moment, the tail of the plane was pulled up almost brushing the lawn.

This isn't a trip to the gates of hell, this is going straight in to roll call and then running away~
After pulling up again, Lin Chen no longer asked Anderson any questions. He flew sideways directly, rolled continuously, and kept the throttle steady, allowing the plane to fly close to the sea level.

And the altitude was constantly lowering, and the waves were about to hit the fuselage.

Anderson was in extreme pain at this moment. He had seen people risking their lives, but he had never seen someone who really didn't care about his life.

"That's enough! Go back and return!"

He had even forgotten that he could take back control of the plane and just stood there screaming hysterically.

Lin Chen frowned. Is that the end?
Sure enough, the trainer aircraft was not suitable for me.

During the return flight, Lin Chen continued to adapt to various buttons and switches, paying close attention to all changes in instruments.

When the airport runway appeared in front of the two again, Anderson actually felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)