Chapter 529

Chapter 529: The Group Stunt at Boeing

Lin Mo had trained hard for two years, and now it all seemed like a fleeting memory. Indeed, karma had caught up with him! Just moments after knocking someone down, it was his turn to be knocked over.

White Wolf stared in shock, eyes wide as he watched the other person ignore him and walk away towards the boarding pass area. Did he really think of him as easy prey? Who was this kid, a disciple from Wudang Mountain or Shaolin Temple?

“Hey! You…” White Wolf opened his mouth, but the cold, piercing gaze from Lin Mo seemed to penetrate his very soul, leaving him unable to utter a word, his insults stuck in his throat.

“What’s the matter?” Lin Mo casually glanced back, not a hint of apology in his demeanor for being bumped into by someone not paying attention at all.

“N-nothing!”

Cold sweat immediately drenched White Wolf. That gaze was terrifying; it felt like this guy must have killed many people. He looked at him as if he were nothing more than an inanimate object. A guy like this didn’t belong here—he should be in prison.

That glance was like that of a king in the sky, the fiercest Eagle Falcon, scrutinizing him thoroughly. Every weakness was laid bare, and a mere finger from Lin Mo could crush him.

This guy was definitely not someone to mess with, nor did White Wolf have the guts to provoke him. One should be cautious about whom they flaunt their arrogance towards.

White Wolf smartly suppressed his arrogance, managed a few nervous chuckles, got up, and stepped aside, watching as Lin Mo walked by like nothing had ever happened.

Since arriving in this world, Lin Mo hadn’t interacted much with the common people. His life consisted mainly of comrades or enemies, with civilians being a rare presence in his busy military life. Therefore, he often didn’t care about how civilians viewed him.

Even now, as the devoted CEO of Dragoon, Sally, had her heart set on him, when she first laid eyes on Lin Mo, he felt no compassion, seeing human lives as inconsequential—a fitting evaluation of him.

The people he bumped into were mere side notes for Lin Mo, and he didn’t even find them worth a second glance. He didn’t care at all.

Would he really go toe-to-toe with a Dragon Knight? Just by virtue of his military identity, airport security would drag that person to the police station for a patriotic education lesson.

After getting his boarding pass, Lin Mo searched the lengthy boarding area for his gate. When he finally focused his gaze, he realized it was the same gate that Qi Fei had entered earlier.

Could Qi Fei also be going abroad?!

A look of surprise crossed Lin Mo’s face.

“Hey! Major Lin!”

He thought he heard someone calling him. Looking over, he saw a few people waving from the boarding area; they seemed to be from the 611 Institute, including Teacher Professor Yan, along with several technical experts from Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group whom he had met during the test flights for National Defense Star.

In addition to them, there were also familiar faces from the design departments of National Defense Star and Shenyang Aircraft Corporation. However, Lin Mo didn’t see Chen Haiqing; perhaps this second-generation young master wasn’t qualified for such a professional event yet due to his technical skills.

A quick glance revealed about forty people from the domestic aviation design teams. But it was strange that Lin Mo hadn’t spotted Qi Fei; perhaps he was mistaken, or maybe she was at another boarding gate?

Lin Mo waved towards Professor Yan and the others, signaling that he would join them shortly before heading towards the security check.

“Please take out all metal items from your pockets: keys, coins, belt buckles.”

Airport security personnel reminded Lin Mo, handing him a few small plastic trays to hold his belongings and scanning him thoroughly with a detector until he passed through the security gate.

Even with his military identity, airport security took no chances when it came to international flights, enforcing stricter checks than those for domestic flights.

A Kunming military dog sat nearby, ready to spring into action if anyone tried to smuggle something through.

Lin Mo’s most significant metal fragment was undoubtedly the gold giant dragon, which accompanied him on this international trip, along with its gold coin body. Foreign technology naturally attracted great interest in this giant dragon. The transformation from the Dragon of Slaughter to the Dragon of Technology would certainly amuse the old dragons in their kin.

However, when the metal detector scanned him, the signal was extremely strong, almost like a signal amplifier. Even a piece of iron would barely trigger a signal compared to it. There was no way around it; the gold giant dragon had nearly zero immunity to electromagnetic detectors. It was easily detected by both airport and civilian equipment. Lin Mo felt helpless; this world was both a paradise and a hell for the gold giant dragon.

Although everywhere was filled with the gold giant dragon’s favorite food, it couldn’t act freely, which left the dragon quite frustrated.

“What is this?” the security personnel had never encountered such a situation before. They repeatedly scanned Lin Mo’s watch with a stick-like scanner, and loud alarm sounds echoed, mixed with various other noises.

“It’s a smart watch! It has a high level of integration.” Lin Mo shrugged, covering for the gold coin, as it was his duty.

“Put it on the X-ray machine for a check.”

One of the security officers suggested this, so they placed the watch in a plastic tray and sent it along the conveyor belt.

“Wow, talk about integration; that’s not just a watch, is it?” The X-ray machine easily penetrated the watch’s uniform material, revealing various components inside, including a storage chip, communication module, GPS module, and many other parts, nearly filling half its volume.

“Yes, it’s like a small personal computer!” Lin Mo explained, noting it was indeed used as a phone and satellite locator.

“That’s quite rare; I’ve never heard of anything like this being sold.” The security officer stared at the screen, looking puzzled as they inspected it. The checking system didn’t indicate any danger of explosives or hazardous devices, and then they said, “No problem, but remember to turn it off before your flight.”

“Okay!” Lin Mo nodded. However, he couldn’t turn it off; if he could, he would have done so earlier.

He breezed through the boarding security checks. After passing the checks, Lin Mo dragged his luggage and quickly walked up to Professor Yan to join him.

“Kid, you look good; have you not been doing any of those dangerous jobs lately?” Professor Yan was quite pleased with this disciple but knew he often engaged in risky missions. However, nothing could be said, as this apprentice was defending the country. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made such great progress.

“No, work has been pretty easy lately; I feel embarrassed just taking the money without earning it,” Lin Mo replied.

He wanted to express that danger was ever-present—being a pilot meant constantly flirting with death. If someone feared danger, they shouldn’t be a pilot, especially not a fighter pilot.

The areas managed by several Special Operations Teams were informally called business areas, with the team leaders referred to as area managers, and the combat units as salespeople. Yearly bonuses depended on performance and sales results, measured by the number of enemies eliminated, with minimum quotas for kills.

If the terrorists and separatists knew that China’s Special Forces had such nicknames, they would probably be scared to death, as their existence was purely to train the Chinese military and help soldiers earn bonuses.

“Be careful! If there’s danger, don’t just rush in blindly. Stay at a distance and make your moves, okay? Be smart! I’m counting on you to take over for us.” Professor Yan expressed concern regarding Lin Mo’s habit of using cannons. Using onboard cannons meant entering the enemy’s firing range, which increased risk exponentially. Fighter pilots didn’t engage in reckless fights. Though his tone was stern, deep down it was filled with care.

“Of course, of course!” Lin Mo nodded vigorously, assuring him like Little Chicken pecking at rice, wanting to appease his teacher first.

Professor Yan didn’t realize that Lin Mo’s love for close combat stemmed from the older fighter jets’ inadequate performance, forcing pilots to engage differently. Most dragon knights found that close-quarters fighting accounted for over seventy percent of their encounters, which also made Lin Mo exceptionally good at nimble and unpredictable maneuvers when flying.

Aside from Professor Yan, Lin Mo recognized several familiar faces in the crowd, including Qiu from Shenyang Aircraft Corporation and Professor Ma from National Defense Star. In this field, these were the usual people who frequently held technical meetings, so they were well-acquainted, and they always had endless topics to discuss when they gathered.

All were from subsidiaries of AVIC, ultimately working for the country, so there weren’t strict protocols to adhere to. As long as they maintained confidentiality in public places, these experts had many coded languages and jargon to replace sensitive terms, making conversations more confusing than if they were merely speaking as intelligence personnel and bandits.

“Come, come, let’s check attendance. Major Lin, come and sign in. We have sixty-seven people on this trip, no one can fall behind! In thirty minutes, we’re taking off.”

The team leader responsible for the mixed group from various aircraft design companies was a director from AVIC headquarters, holding a clipboard to start the roll call.

Since they were all going together to Boeing, Lin Mo was technically part of the same team as both Shenyang and National Defense Star; only the nominal groups differed, with no actual distinction otherwise. At this moment, people continuously arrived. Twenty minutes before flight, it was time for Lin Mo and the others to prepare for boarding.

They were flying directly from Beijing to Los Angeles, America, on a Boeing 773 aircraft, accommodating over three hundred passengers, with a flight time of approximately twelve hours.