Star Hunter

Chapter 72 Each Has Their Own Way

The communicator was unusable, other onboard communication and positioning equipment was also unusable, there was no parachute, and the emergency medical pod could not be opened. As the fighter jet plummeted, the pilot in the cockpit would, in any situation, be in no better condition.

This is what the officers wanted to see: that the trainees would better reflect their inner selves in a situation of near despair and isolation.

The officers were really looking forward to the four guys' reaction, but reality gave them a slap in the face.

Knight was one thing; he must have some understanding of the situation, so his calm demeanor was to be expected. But Ci Jincheng was even more composed than Knight. While Knight might have been somewhat worried about the other three, Ci Jincheng wasn't worried at all. The moment the power system failed, Ci Jincheng calmly picked up a book and began reading with great interest. Before starting, he even gave a polite smile and nod towards the hidden surveillance cameras, causing the officers in the monitoring room to immediately darken their expressions.

Boring.

Let's take another look at Long.

Young Master Long paused for two seconds after the power system failed, then looked on with utter contempt: "The military would actually buy such substandard goods? I remember the army's equipment is usually pretty good. Could it be that when resources were allocated here, only defective products were left? Or perhaps..."

Young Master Long muttered to himself, completely ignoring the crash of the fighter jet, and finally came to the conclusion that the troops stationed on the border were indeed stepchildren.

Although their communicators were jammed and they couldn't talk, there were hidden surveillance cameras in the cockpit, and the officers heard every word Long Da Shao said.

The officer in charge in the monitoring room looked at the officers stationed there with a look of pity, not because he actually agreed with what Long said, but because he sympathized with them for being looked down upon by Long.

The garrison officers were so angry they almost vomited blood. This place isn't like those primitive areas on the edge of District 13. Even if this is a border, it's the border between District C and District B. How can it be compared to a primitive border?! Moreover, the high-powered fighter jets and other equipment aren't placed in the cadet camps here, but in other places.

Unexpectedly, this time, instead of fooling Long, Long instead gave him a very disdainful look. This was just the beginning. After Long finished his disdainful look, the fighter jet descended to about 10,000 meters. Suddenly, Long pulled a small square box from his pocket and ejected it from a small ejection port on the fighter jet. The small square box split into five small pieces on the outside, which were then attached to the wings, fuselage, and tail.

Long held a palm-sized control unit. When he pressed the button, large fan-shaped wings extended from the five small sections, abruptly slowing the fighter jet's descent until it was almost as light as a sheet of paper floating in the air. Long manipulated the control unit, and the small section on the tail fin emitted some white mist.

So, the officers in the monitoring room watched as Long, piloting the fighter jet whose power system had failed but was drifting slowly around, drew a big smiley face in the air.

Gerald still rubbed his forehead; he really didn't know how to describe this eldest son of the Andrera family.

As for Xilin, when the power system failed, Xilin glanced inside the cockpit, then opened a section of the cockpit, removed the remote controller inside, opened the control panel, and re-entered the program to decode the control on the pop-up control panel.

At the same time, the person in front of the screen in the monitoring room was also typing away, inputting control programs to prevent Xilin from decoding.

Fifteen seconds later, the screen in the monitoring room displayed "Control Disconnected." This meant that Xilin now had complete control of the aircraft. The officer in front of the screen immediately turned bright red, unable to utter a single word for a long time. He had actually been outmaneuvered by an academy, and in less than twenty seconds!

Gerald patted him on the shoulder: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. His teacher is Grandpa Mo Heng. He can dismantle an entire fighter jet to pieces with just a small composite knife, and then put it back together perfectly."

Although Gerald's words contained exaggerations, it is undeniable that Sirin's abilities truly amazed them.

After Xilin regained control of the fighter jet, he restarted the power system and flew the jet downwards. Not long after, Xilin saw Ci Jincheng and Knight's fighter jets take off again, with their power systems back to normal.

The four found a parking spot and landed their fighter jet. Knight also told the three men about this common trick used in the military. Often, the fighter jets flown by new cadets were tampered with, capable of being remotely controlled. Sometimes, they would perform tricks like breaking a wing, the power system failing, or the energy suddenly dropping to zero. These were all just the officers playing pranks on the cadets. However, through these little tricks, the officers would reassess the cadets' abilities.

"Tch, all this secrecy. My grandpa always said that in times of crisis, you can't completely rely on others; you have to learn to save yourself and plan ahead." Long tossed the small box in his hand, then gave Xilin a thumbs up: "But Xilin's pretty impressive, forcibly taking control of the fighter jet is like slapping the pilot in the face. Pretty cool!"

When the four returned to camp, the other trainees looked at them differently. News of their four fighter jets being tricked by their superiors yet handling the situation unscathed had spread. Sachi, Had, and the others admired them; in their own shoes, they would have been a laughingstock. Although they didn't know exactly how the four had dealt with it, it didn't affect their general opinion of them.

  

The expressions on the faces of the military academy students were even more complex. Not just anyone could make their superiors lose their temper, and judging from the expressions of those officers today, apart from Colonel Gerald, not one of them had a good look on their faces.

"Sigh, I really want to know how they dealt with it," Yue Lou sighed, leaning on the railing.

"I'm really looking forward to it." Feng Haichao closed the display in his hand. It could only show the flight status of the fighter jet, but the pilot's reaction inside the fighter jet could not be known.

Among the people from the military academy, there were several that Knight knew, such as Standin from the Second Military Academy. So during dinner, Knight was called down by Standin to have a drinking contest. Not long after Knight arrived, the communicators of the three of them, Xilin, rang.

"You three hurry up and get here! Damn it, they're shamelessly trying to use a relay system!"

The Second Military Academy's dormitories were on the sixth floor, while Qi Yao's were on the eighth. When Xi Lin and his two companions went downstairs, they found the ten students from the Second Military Academy and Knight gathered around a table in the large living room of one of the dormitories. Knight, with his feet on a stool, hands on his hips, his face flushed from drinking, chuckled as he saw Xi Lin and his companions approach. "My dorm buddies, today the four of us are going to fight you to the death! You think we can't handle you?!"

"Get lost, hurry up and call the rest of you over here, or they'll say we're ganging up on you... Don't you have a woman over there?" Standin sneered.

"No need, the four of us are enough!" Once Knight's stubbornness kicked in, no one could change his mind.

"Yes, the four of us are enough. I'll take care of the four, and the other six can be divided among the three of you," Xilin said as he walked to the table.

boom!

Before anyone from the Second Military Academy could even voice their opinion, Knight slammed his fist on the table. "I'll take four, and you can divide the remaining six among yourselves!"

Long patted Knight on the shoulder: "Hey, no need to argue, we'll each take three, and leave the last one for Ci Jincheng."

Ci Jincheng raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

"How should we drink it?" Xilin asked.

"Nonsense, of course you're going to chug the whole bottle at once! You think you can sip it like a woman?" Standin shouted.

Without saying a word, Xilin picked up a bottle and drank it down in five seconds.

"Alright, as expected of Shadow X, I've been wanting to have a go with you for a while now." Standin grabbed a bottle of wine and started chugging it.

That night, the officer in charge of the Second Military Academy had a grim face, as if a storm was brewing.

Ten people were actually taken down by four of them!

Knight was indeed drunk. After dealing with the three men, he passed out himself and had to be dragged back by Xilin. Long was also drunk, but he was excessively excited, shouting that he wanted to play cards, and if he didn't want to play cards, he would sing. If he didn't want to sing, he would cheat and refuse to leave.

Xilin first dragged Knight back upstairs, then came over and, together with Ci Jincheng, each grabbed one of Long's hands and forcibly pulled him back upstairs.

That night, Long sang love songs all night long. Luckily, the soundproofing in each dormitory room was quite good, otherwise the instructors might have fed him bullets.

After the commotion had subsided and all the participants from the ten universities had arrived, the formal comprehensive battle began. The students from the Second Military Academy were eager to get back at them. They were determined to get revenge for losing a drinking contest and being woken up by their superiors in the middle of the night to "sober up."

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