859: C859 Perfect

C859 Perfect

Chen Rui was also in high spirits. He looked up and saw the clear blue sky. With a wide field of vision, it was definitely a good day for flying performances. He then looked at the performance for today's performance subject. It was the performance of his most important F-15 fighter aircraft. He had been looking forward to it for a long time.

He looked to the side. There were more planes in the open space not far away from him.

Those planes looked small and small. The heads of the planes were huge, and the two cabins occupied a lot of space. They were the training planes of Cattle Country, and they were painted in bright red. It meant that these planes were the cars of the Red Arrow Flying Performance Team.

Their plane was transported here by the ground crew last night. Since the venue was already full, they could only place it in the underbrush here for the time being. At this time, there were already people busy preparing for the takeoff.

Chen Rui looked at these planes. Although he had said a lot of exciting things last night, in that occasion, he had to say those words. If he was given another chance, he would still say those words.

When he looked over, he saw that the pilots there had already started to wander around the airplanes.

Generally speaking, a plane would have several security teams. However, the pilot believed in himself more. Before carrying out a mission, the pilot would have to personally go around the plane to check. He would also wander around in front of his plane whenever he had nothing to do.

Kelly was also there. When she looked at Chen Rui, she immediately remembered what happened last night and walked over with big steps.

"Kid, that's right. What you said yesterday was all the shortcomings of our plane. No plane is perfect. There will definitely be flaws. Do you dare to say that your plane is perfect? If we use this plane to perform, it will show our standards even more."

After Kelly went back yesterday, she thought about it carefully and found that what Chen Rui said was right. Although what he said was right, they would never admit defeat. They were the best.

Hearing the other party's question, Chen Rui thought carefully and then said, "I feel that our plane really has no defects."

This sentence made Kelly's eyes burn even more. He boasted shamelessly that even the advanced third-generation plane in Y Country had problems. For example, their engines were unstable and could not reach their lifespan. They were about to stop flying. What level was Han Country at? He actually said that his plane was perfect here?

"Alright, I would like to see how perfect your plane is!"

"Sure, please follow me. Let me introduce you." Chen Rui was very polite. He was very confident in his own fighter aircraft. As long as he introduced it to the opponent, he might have a chance.

"No, I am not interested in the plane that you have improved with the J-7. If you want me to see it perfect, then prove it in the sky."

"If that's the case, why don't you let me fly first?" Chen Rui said, "When I'm done flying, you will know how powerful this plane is."

"Humph, the sequence of the performance is arranged in advance. This is the rule. Rules are to be followed and cannot be changed. When our refueling car comes and is filled with gas, we should go up. We are the first."

After Kelly finished speaking, she turned around and walked back. Hmph, what's so arrogant about it? Isn't it just a ghost? Other people admire you, but I am not convinced. You actually want to fly first? Stop dreaming.

Kelly was quite conceited. As a female pilot, of course, more rigorous training, more work, more work. She absolutely did not want to see a pilot like Qin Guan, who came from the Third World, give orders in front of her. She put on a stinky look.

Chen Rui could only shrug his shoulders.

"Hey, Jack, what took you so long?" At this moment, in a corner behind the base, Jack drove a large oil tank truck to the gas station.

"Oh, I ran so many times yesterday. I'm a little tired." He did not get out of the car. He watched the people below help to reconnect the gas pipes.

Oil tanks did not usually store oil. They were only used to transport fuel at the airport. After all, the fuel was very volatile. Once it was released on the tank, it might catch fire.

Jack felt his legs go soft. Yesterday, he had drunk too much. He did not expect that it would affect his operation today. He could not let others notice him. Otherwise, he might lose this job.

Jack waited for more than ten minutes. His tank truck was full of fuel. He hung it up and loosened it. At this time, his left foot went soft. He didn't manage to combine the fuel. The engine made two popping sounds. The car shook and then turned off the engine.

Jack started the car again. He stepped on the accelerator hard and the car finally started moving. He smiled apologetically and drove away. He had just turned a corner when he arrived at the booth of Dasuo Company. Jack stepped on the brakes helplessly. What was going on today? He felt bored all over. It was not easy to drive this car. If something happened, he would be in big trouble.

They were cheering for the plane and had to get close to it. If something happened to him and he stepped on the brakes too late, he would crash into the plane. He could not afford to pay for it.

What should he do?

"Jack, rest for a while. I'll help you make a trip." At this moment, a voice said.

Looking at the familiar face, Jack nodded. "Thank you."

The other person happened to be wearing the uniform of the ground service. There were so many people today. No one noticed the situation here at all. Jack almost staggered as he walked. He got out of the car and found a place to rest. He watched as the tank car continued to move.1

The car roared, and the driver was very excited. After moving for 20 minutes, he finally arrived in front of the Han Country's booth.

"Hey, I'll cheer you guys up. J-8 fuel." The driver looked at the booth on the side of the Han Country. It was actually the same booth as before. The distance between the fighter aircraft and the fighter aircraft was very close, so his refueling vehicle could not drive in at all.

This made him somewhat anxious.

"Alright, wait a moment, wait a moment." The people from the Han Country quickly made preparations.

"Not good, this J-8's brakes are dead, it won't let go!" One of the ground agents shouted.

"This J-7 is the same, what should we do?"

The plane relied on the wheel on the ground. The wheel had a brake, but under normal circumstances, the brake would be released. Who would have thought that it would actually stop now?

Everyone was flustered. The driver's face was already filled with impatience.

"Why don't we add it to the other planes first?" A young man apologetically said to the driver, "Anyway, we only have a flight plan in the afternoon, so we're not in a hurry right now."

"No, I'll do it according to the orders given by the higher-ups. It can't be messed up." The driver was very anxious. "What's wrong with you guys? At this level, you still want to participate in the exhibition?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." They kept smiling apologetically.

"Hey, refuel the car. Come here, cheer for us first." At this moment, someone shouted from the other side.

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