Chapter 688

Chapter 688: Special Tier Training Partner

The “Demon Hunter” team returned triumphantly, victorious and with many rewards, but their gear and physical fitness suffered greatly. They could no longer endure another high-intensity battle.

In many ways, the “Demon Hunter” team’s fight to recover the wreckage today left them nearly as damaged as if they had been defeated. On the surface, it seemed like they only had minor injuries and no serious casualties. However, they were not robots; no matter how amazing they were, they were still living humans, and their bodies had reached their limit.

If Lin Mo were to fight again that day, he would put tremendous pressure on the “Demon Hunter” team, and there could be significant casualties.

Yasha did not want to easily lose any brother who was so close to him, not even one.

But ideals could not outweigh reality. It was the soldier’s duty to obey orders, and if there really was a need for continuous combat, Yasha might have to fight for his life.

Even though every “Demon Hunter” warrior was incredibly valuable and hard to train, the wreckage of those fighter jets was even more precious. The wreckage of novice tier fighter jets wouldn’t offer anything worthwhile, but starting from the intermediate tier, each piece of fighter jet wreckage held immense value.

A high-tech force could not be built just on the basis of population. Yasha could only brave the danger and risk his life for a chance, which was a shared understanding among all the warriors of the “Demon Hunter” team before they set out.

The pilots fighting could potentially fall at any moment during the battle, let alone the warriors themselves.

Seeing the worried look on Yasha’s face, Lin Mo guessed what he was thinking, smiled slightly, and patted Yasha on the shoulder, saying, “It’s the special tier pilot who wants me to train with him. Yep, our neighbor ‘Yuri’ is coming too, along with Iran’s ‘Monkey’!”

Not intending to add stress to Yasha right now, Lin Mo decided to keep quiet about his selection for the death team battle. Yasha was busy, and it would be better to wait for a calmer moment to share the news.

“A special tier pilot wants to train with you?!”

Yasha was stunned. He didn’t expect Lin Mo’s reply to be so far from his worries and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

That’s a relief! I was almost scared to death.

Thinking it over, it made sense; who goes into battle without missiles loaded?

It wasn’t that he was afraid of dying; if he did die, he needed to die for a gain. A losing deal was absolutely out of the question.

Although this thought seemed a bit cold-hearted, when the moment came, someone always had to sacrifice their own interests for the greater good. The nickname “Grandet” fittingly applied to Yasha wasn’t unjust.

Yasha found it somewhat surprising. He didn’t know how Lin Mo got so lucky to know a special tier pilot.

In Yasha’s mind, Lin Mo’s air combat skills were indeed strong; he ranked among the top fighter aces. However, he still had a long way to go to reach the level of a special tier pilot.

From the information he had, every special tier pilot seemed to be a prodigy. They not only had custom fighter jets with performance far exceeding mass-produced versions but could also push their custom jets to the limit, creating their own unique air combat techniques, making their combat power unimaginable.

What Yasha didn’t know was that even without official acknowledgment as a registered special tier pilot, Lin Mo had his own personal fighter jet. This rare treatment was something even the true special tier pilots would envy greatly.

A fighter jet worth billions wasn’t something you could just get like a private car; even billionaires wouldn’t casually switch them. Just having that kind of asset made it nearly impossible for Lin Mo to be eliminated—it could be said that special tier pilots were among the country’s most loyal soldiers, their loyalty maxed to the limit, with no exceptions.

At this moment, the thoughts of the high-level officials in the Chinese military were already clear. Giving Lin Mo the recovered F119-PW-100 vector thrust engine was definitely not just about indulging him. The higher-ups not only saw Lin Mo’s potential but were also constantly paying attention, sparing no expense to create a path for him to become a special tier pilot.

Although not every pilot could be so fortunate to receive such privileges and long-term planning, it clearly showed how much the Chinese Air Force lacked true strong warriors to defend the country’s airspace.

Every new special tier pilot added to the military’s strength directly affected the country’s air force capabilities, especially considering Lin Mo’s youth, which was an exceptionally valuable asset.

If such a young pilot managed to advance to special tier, it meant Lin Mo could protect the country for at least twenty more years, deterring threats from within and outside for those two decades, while also establishing a new legacy. This was worth any price!

“Indeed, the ‘holy knight’ of the special tier wants to test the waters. Let’s have a training match with no live ammunition.”

Lin Mo nodded. Even the battle-hardened Dragon Knight felt a bit of excitement.

Having mixed in the death match for so long, he clearly understood the immense value of the special tier pilots who came from “Abyss Nirvana.” In another world, the status of a special tier pilot was comparable to that of a Dragon Knight.

Although the development of air combat skills in this world wasn’t as advanced as in Lin Mo’s previous one, human intelligence often brought unexpected surprises.

Yasha nodded and said, “Alright, go ahead! I’ll handle things here! You can confidently go have fun.”

He felt like he had missed something, but he just couldn’t grasp it. Furrowing his brow, he set aside the unease in his heart, knowing he needed to focus on the matters outside the hangar.

He never expected that Lin Mo would connect with a special tier pilot; that was incredibly lucky! Even Yasha couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, especially because the pilot would serve as his practice partner, which was no small feat.

This was undoubtedly good news—maybe he could learn a trick or two that Lin Mo could use for a lifetime.

“Wait!”

Just as Yasha turned to leave, he suddenly remembered something he had overlooked and quickly called out as Lin Mo was about to depart.

“Yasha, is there something else?”

Lin Mo paused in his tracks.

“Why would a special tier pilot work with you as a practice partner? Do you know each other?”

Yasha’s mind clicked, as if he had finally grasped the source of his earlier unease.

Although he didn’t know if there were any special tier pilots in China, Yasha understood that not many pilots in the country enjoyed the privilege of being mentored by experts.

Why would those exceptional special tier pilots waste their time and energy on lesser fighters?

“This is a long story; I’ll tell you more when I get back!”

Lin Mo smiled and shook his head, staying silent. If he wore out the head honcho, his logistics would be paralyzed.

Whether as a Dragon Knight or a fighter pilot, both required high standards for logistics, and any problems in that area would surely affect the combat capability of the aerial knights.

“Uh, alright then!”

Seeing Lin Mo unwilling to share more, Yasha figured he was in a hurry. Perhaps it really wasn’t something that could be explained in a few words. Rubbing his head in thought, he dismissed further curiosity.

However, looking at the chaotic mess before him, Yasha felt his head throb at once. He sighed, mumbling to himself, “Hmm, it looks like we don’t have enough manpower. I’ll have to request two more Flying Wolves and a large transport helicopter from the mainland. Just one small team isn’t enough to handle the upcoming battles—I need to report back to the higher-ups immediately.”

Seemingly forgetting his own aches and pains in the face of the tasks ahead, Yasha dove into the work at hand.

As Lin Mo continued to advance in the international pilot death match at Abyss Nirvana, the opponents grew stronger, increasing the pressure on the Demon Hunter team. If not for the temporary alliances formed with other factions, this mission might prove to be fruitless, risking the lives of several Demon Hunter warriors.

Familiar with the structure of the monstrous challenges, Yan Yongping and Zhou Jun, two engineers awarded the National Defense Star, worked together around the X-1, taking it apart and putting it back together. They knew every part of the fighter jet intimately.

The result of becoming increasingly specialized meant that even with only two of them, their maintenance and care for the fighter jet became exceptionally proficient, with efficiency improving day by day.

In no time, the X-1 forward-swept wing fighter jet was ready for action again. Since Lin Mo had just completed a battle today, his re-preparation took a bit longer.

“Number 13, the Monkey and I are ready; how about you?”

Like Lin Mo, Yuri didn’t bother about the mess in front of the hangar and was already waiting by the runway.

Those tedious spoil-sharing meetings would be handled by professionals; these fighter pilots only needed to focus on combat, without worrying about their remains.

“Number 13 is ready; I’ll be towing it out of the hangar shortly.”

Lin Mo connected to a designated radio channel. The communication service provided by Abyss Nirvana was highly professional, even more detailed and considerate than the military’s, ensuring confidentiality.

“Gentlemen, this is the holy knight; I’m already airborne and waiting for you.”

The voice of the special tier pilot, Holy Knight, crackled over the radio, followed closely by the voices of three high tier pilots.

“Caesar is in position, altitude 6,800 meters, coordinates East longitude ×××, North latitude ×××!”

“Red Feather is in position, altitude 9,100 meters, coordinates East longitude ×××, North latitude ×××!”

“Storm is in position, altitude 4,000 meters, coordinates East longitude ×××, North latitude ×××!”

The three high tier pilots were not guiding Lin Mo and his companions but rather the other five pilots from the intermediate tier and four from the novice tier.

With the same strategy of matching high with low, it was more effective for quickly gauging everyone’s real strength and teamwork, allowing for tactical adjustments in combat situations while avoiding making poor assignments, like sending offensive pilots to defense positions.