Chapter 602

Chapter 602: Return to the "Chicken Coop"

Lin Mo piloted the WZ-12 at an altitude of 1,000 meters. Being a military pilot had its perks; he quickly obtained flight path approval, avoiding commercial flight routes and scattering the nearby small civilian aircraft.

If it were a civilian aircraft, it would be impossible to get flight clearance as swiftly as Lin Mo did.

While flying the WZ-12, Lin Mo utilized the “Dragon General” mobile phone module to dial Team 7759. His Special Operations Team authority even allowed him to connect with any fighter jet in the country—this was the advantage of having a Special Forces license to kill.

"Haiqing!"

"What’s going on, old comrade? My Lin director, how come you finally found time to call me? I thought you were locked up!"

"Why are you always saying such nonsense? Don’t talk about being locked up; the place I’m in is practically a prison—it’s dark as hell here every day."

"Encountered another dilemma, huh? You don’t usually call me, so I guess it’s not good news."

"Of course it’s not good news. I’m going to participate in ‘Abyss Nirvana!’"

"What? ‘Abyss Nirvana’? What is that?"

"International pilot death match."

"International pilot death match? Why have I never heard of that? You can’t be kidding me!"

"If you haven’t heard of it, it just means you don’t have the qualifications. It’s not something ordinary people can touch."

If it weren’t for Lin Mo causing significant losses to those organizations and powers, Lockheed wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to send him a ticket. This ticket wasn’t something money could easily buy.

For Chen Haiqing, he might only get a few real combat missions in his lifetime, like most pilots, who after completing basic training faced endless tactical drills and patrols, never having the chance to compete in a large-scale contest like "Abyss Nirvana."

"That’s nonsense! I’m the Young Master of National Defense Star! I’ve attended air shows before; how could I not have heard of such a competition?"

Feeling looked down upon, Chen Haiqing naturally couldn’t accept it. What kind of bizarre competition was this? It sounded like underground fighting—could fighter jets really just set up like that?

Lin Mo laughed over the radio and replied, "You’ll find out if you look into it. I’m not deceiving you. Given your authority, you probably wouldn’t have access to this kind of secret—the heads of military aircraft manufacturers like Shenyang Aircraft Corporation and Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group are the only ones who know about the competition."

"How is that possible?"

Chen Haiqing still found it hard to believe.

It seemed that convincing Chen Haiqing would not be easy. For someone who had never heard of this name, it seemed more like a fictional story to Young Master Chen.

Not only the Chen family, who were just getting involved in the aviation industry, but even the higher-ups of the army and navy knew little about "Abyss Nirvana." This secret was primarily known among the air force and top officials of the General Equipment Department.

When Shenyang and Chengdu sent pilots to participate in "Abyss Nirvana," those participants already understood the mission they were undertaking, and even before departing, they would write their wills. Everyone had prepared for the extreme dangers—air combat was often lethal, and only a few returned alive.

Despite the enormous costs in manpower and resources, China pushed through the pain of being slapped around by others, exchanging that price for fruit, successfully advancing the development of the aviation industry.

Even now, among several advanced fighter jets being produced in China, many technologies were still derived from what those pilots had sacrificed their lives for.

It is easy to imagine how crucial the "Abyss Nirvana" death pit is to big shots in the aviation industry. However, it remained in the dark; if the public found out about such a terrifying event, there would certainly be an uproar.

Lin Mo began to change his course, continuing, "Alright, you can investigate through your own channels. Shall we talk when we meet?"

"Talk when we meet? What do you mean? Are you coming over or am I? Is that you flying? Why does your voice sound strange?"

"Of course, I’m coming over! I’m flying a helicopter."

"…When did you switch careers? Did you make a mistake?"

"Can’t you say anything nice? I finally got leave, and they gave me a helicopter to get around."

"You’re something else, flying a helicopter! That’s way cooler than those of us driving Ferraris and Porsches. Where are you? I’ll have the cafeteria prepare a welcome. By the way, I’m still out on a patrol mission; should I come pick you up?"

"That’s great! I didn’t expect you to still be in the ‘Chicken Coop.’ You’ve been behaving quite well. My coordinates are…"

Lin Mo was surprised to find out that Chen Haiqing was also flying in the sky. No wonder the previous communication was routed through a person; it had to go through many relays. If Lin Mo weren’t from Team 7759, the operators in the ‘Chicken Coop’ wouldn’t have bothered to connect the call. It would have needed layers of reports and approvals; by the time it landed in the ‘Chicken Coop,’ there would have been no way to contact Young Master Chen.

"No problem, let’s meet in five minutes. My plane is faster than yours, so you fly slowly. With a J-10 fighter jet protecting you, enjoy it! We’ll chat later."

Chen Haiqing cheerfully ended the call, then pulled on the control stick to adjust the ailerons and aimed toward Lin Mo’s location, starting to throttle up.

"See you later!"

Hearing Chen Haiqing mention the J-10 made Lin Mo’s heart ache unexpectedly; he remembered the "big wife" he lost during the battle at the Lapis Lazuli ancient castle in Afghanistan.

The memory of being shot down for the first time in this world left a profound impression on him.

"Help me connect to Colonel Jiang!"

Lin Mo maintained the communication line with the ‘Chicken Coop’ of Team 7759.

"Hello, who is this?"

The voice of Colonel Jiang came through the helmet’s built-in headset, and Lin Mo felt a jolt in his left wrist, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

The first deep lesson this giant dragon had learned in this world was thanks to Colonel Jiang, who had not only beaten the unruly gold giant dragon but nearly knocked it out completely.

Lin Mo still vividly remembered the pitiful state he was in when he escaped back then.

Lin Mo returned to the ‘Chicken Coop’ in large part because of Colonel Jiang. He had seen the confidential information from Colonel Xie of the Night Intelligence Group regarding the list of pilots China sent to participate in the ‘Abyss Nirvana’ international pilot death match.

According to Lin Mo’s authorization, he shouldn’t have had the clearance to see this list, but Colonel Xie had temporarily allowed Lin Mo to read it on his tactical tablet. Surprisingly, the name of the current commander of Team 7759, Colonel Jiang Renbin, was on that list of pilots.

"I am Lin Mo."

"Ah? ‘Gold Coin’? Is that you?"

Colonel Jiang seemed to be on a landline in his office; he clearly remembered Lin Mo’s flight call sign from when he left Team 7759.

"That’s right, I’m ‘Gold Coin,’ and my current operation call sign is ‘Dragon Knight!’"

"It’s you! You’re actually ‘Dragon Knight’? I can’t believe it!"

Colonel Jiang’s tone was filled with surprise. It was unexpected that this outstanding pilot, who left their team less than two years ago, was the same person as the recently famous fighter ace in the country. That seemed unbelievable.

How little flight time had Lin Mo had, and yet he had grown so quickly.

Colonel Jiang had always believed Lin Mo had the potential to become a fighter ace, but not everyone could achieve that status. He never expected Lin Mo’s growth to be so extraordinary.

Considering the real combat cases shared within the air force, even if Colonel Jiang saw them, he would feel utterly amazed.

"I’m on my way to the 7759 base."

"Oh?!"

Colonel Jiang was taken aback; however, given Lin Mo’s current rank and authority, he should be able to know the coordinates of Team 7759 and no longer needed special clearance like before.

"I want to come back for further training."

"You…" Colonel Jiang was speechless. He never thought Lin Mo, now an ace fighter pilot, would want to return to continue his studies.

Was he going to make up for all the regular training courses? But every ace pilot had solid foundational skills, and even from the classic combat records of this ‘Dragon Knight,’ that was evident. Was it really necessary?

“‘Dragon Knight,’ I’m afraid we don’t have much to teach you here.”

Colonel Jiang forced a smile. If Lin Mo came back, it would surely create a huge stir among the newcomers; he didn’t even know who would be teaching whom.

"I participated in ‘Abyss Nirvana!’"

"What?"

Colonel Jiang’s voice turned shocked, and then his tone became serious and stern. "Operator, activate level two communication encryption, disable call recording, lower your headset, and unplug the jack. You are no longer authorized to listen to this conversation."

Lin Mo was still in shock. After Colonel Jiang’s words, a young man’s voice came through the communication channel, "Yes, sir!"

It dawned on Lin Mo; his conversation with Colonel Jiang was still being monitored and recorded. This was very common in military communications. Even with special encryption mechanisms, it did not guarantee 100% security.

Colonel Jiang must have heard sensitive keywords and immediately ordered the operator to withdraw from monitoring and activate a higher level of encryption.

This didn’t affect ‘Dragon General’s’ communications, which held very high authority and encryption keys.

"Where did you learn about ‘Abyss Nirvana’? Is there going to be another operational competition organized?"