Chapter 787: The Arrival of the Loli

Just as the Aircrew Group leader Old Pan had said, whenever adding or replacing a new part, careful consideration must be taken.

Now it seemed that Old Pan was undoubtedly right.

After the addition of the repulsion shield, the performance of the X-8 "monstrous" variable wings fighter jet saw a significant change, making the tailored tactics and air combat skills no longer entirely applicable.

It appeared that future air combat techniques would need some modifications; Lin Mo realized this in his mind.

Using its remaining kinetic energy, the fighter jet glided silently through the sky, gradually descending.

If the engine had not yet shut down, the fighter jet could still use the vector nozzle to adjust its posture. However, the external aerodynamic shape had lost its effectiveness, and the fighter jet was almost in a free glide towards the ground; yet, it remained under control.

Lin Mo kept the control stick in hand, using the onboard operating system to manage the center of gravity coordinator within the aircraft, maneuvering the jet by altering its attitude and utilizing the aerodynamic effects of the repulsion shield.

This silent gliding maneuvering tactic could be lethal for attacking ground targets; whether dropping aerial bombs or suddenly launching missiles or rocket bombs, it would be nearly impossible for anyone to prepare for such an attack.

Lin Mo immediately recognized this vital value and included it in the new tactics he was developing.

It was as if a gentle breeze swept across the valley.

“Maisha, I’ve completed the testing!”

Maisha Wright looked up in surprise and saw Lin Mo supporting his fighter jet in front of the hangar.

When did he return?

“You? When did you land?”

Maisha believed that no matter how absorbed she was, she couldn’t possibly miss the massive roar of the fighter jet; that noise was strong enough to pull her out of her computer world.

“Just a moment ago!”

Lin Mo smiled, recalling that when landing, he had seen the little girl still hunched over, continuously tapping away on the keyboard, completely unaware of the large fighter jet racing down the runway.

The fuel tank of the "monstrous" was nearly empty, and landing through powered glide saved him the remaining fuel in the reserve tank.

Maisha turned in disbelief to glance at the runway and then back at the fighter jet Lin Mo was holding, still unable to comprehend.

“Let’s go! I’ll check what onboarding procedures you still need to complete. I don’t know which department you’ll be assigned to, but don’t worry, they won’t put you in the combat department; it’s better to provide technical support outside the battlefield.”

However, at this moment, Lin Mo had already started walking into the hangar with the fighter jet, swaggering confidently.

The mechanics Old Feng and Little Zheng, who were left in the hangar, remained dumbfounded as they watched Lin Mo slot the "monstrous" back into the maintenance area.

“Little Lin, what… what are you doing?”

Old Zheng, the mechanic, could hardly string a coherent sentence together, while his apprentice looked like a little rooster with its neck caught, eyes nearly popping out.

Unlike the already departed Twin Stars sisters, who had seen nothing, or Maisha, who was too engaged with her laptop to notice the takeoff and landing of the "monstrous", these two in the hangar had witnessed the magical takeoff and landing of the X-8 "monstrous" variable wings fighter jet.

The well-familiar variable wings fighter jet of the Aircrew Group now appeared completely foreign upon leaving the maintenance area. Could it be a UFO disguised in a fighter’s skin?

No wonder the captain of the Intelligence Group had assumed Lin Mo was an alien with superpowers; anyone would probably think the same.

“Hmm? It’s fine; I’m putting the fighter jet back. It just needs some adjustments!”

Lin Mo waved at them, lightly placing the fighter jet down; maneuvering it this way was far more convenient than using a towing vehicle.

After a brief test flight, Lin Mo had grasped and verified the upgraded performance of the "monstrous"; with a few minor adjustments, he could return the fighter jet to action.

“Little Lin, how did you do that? Was it really superpower?”

Old Feng couldn’t imagine what principle could turn a heavy fighter jet into something as light as a feather.

“Who knows, it really might be…” Little Zheng murmured to himself, his eyes gradually sparkling with excitement.

The Special Forces was the place where the kings of soldiers came from, so having a couple of guys with superpowers wouldn’t seem too strange.

If he could learn a thing or two, wouldn’t he also become a superhero? As a young man nearly the same age as Lin Mo, Little Zheng’s thoughts began to race, and he looked at Lin Mo with growing enthusiasm.

“The power of science, real science!”

Noticing the changing expressions on the faces of the master and apprentice, Lin Mo quickly turned around to explain.

“What’s wrong with everyone today? They all seem so strange. Have they watched too many science fiction or magic movies?”

When he mentioned magic, everyone dismissed it as science; now that he talked about science, they didn’t believe him, thinking he was talking about superpowers or something.

Why was it so hard to speak the truth these days? The Dragon Knight felt conflicted.

“Science? Science can do this? I’ve never seen it or heard of it before.”

Upon hearing Lin Mo’s explanation, Old Feng’s eyes nearly popped out, and he unknowingly shook his head.

Even if the Night Special Forces were filled with talent, it couldn’t possibly be a place for geniuses worthy of winning the Nobel Prize like Bell.

It might be more believable to say that it involved superpowers or magic.

“I just upgraded the anti-gravity field; the principle is the Ser effect. Have you heard of it? The ‘se’ in ‘qinse’ refers to a musical instrument, not that kind of film; ‘er’ is ‘you’ minus the individual character. If you don’t believe me, you can check it yourself; I’m not lying to you, it’s 100% pure Earth lineage, real high-tech that I brought back from abroad.”

Lin Mo didn’t want Old Feng and Little Zheng to think of him as an alien like that girl from the Intelligence Group.

Among the four ancient civilizations, the only surviving Chinese were the best at eating; perhaps if they encountered an alien, the first thought would be to throw it in a pot and cook it.

Imagine the alien soup; everyone in the base would each take a spoonful of the Dragon Knight, it would be a tragedy.

Lin Mo didn’t have the courage to think that way.

“Oh! I see now!”

Old Feng and Little Zheng exchanged glances; at least hearing a pretty impressive title brought them back to reality, dispelling their already wild thoughts.

“Read more! Knowledge is power!” Lin Mo sighed in relief. Explaining professional topics to non-professionals was like a dog biting a hedgehog; it was hard to know where to start.

With public opinion strong enough to melt gold, it was one thing to do a little magic, but creating superpowers? Where would that come from?

Even after being in this world for so long, Lin Mo’s thinking still hadn’t fully synced with that of the Dragon Knights and the humans here.

“Hello, Major Lin Mo, I’m Lieutenant Li Jun from the safety department. I’m here to verify Maisha Wright’s identity.”

A soldier stood in the marked walking area beside the Maintenance Area of the "monstrous," saluting Lin Mo while introducing himself. His gaze remained fixed on Lin Mo, showing no interest even in the nearby "monstrous" variable wings fighter jet.

The hangar area was strictly organized, with painted lines dividing various zones, including walking and vehicle paths, reminding everyone not to cross the lines carelessly to avoid accidents. Lieutenant Li Jun was strictly following this rule.

Earlier, he had stood at the junction of the hangar and the underground passage, choosing not to chase after the curious little girl who hurried toward the hangar door to follow Lin Mo. Instead, he remained watchful, deciding his actions based on the situation until Lin Mo returned to the hangar before approaching.

He strictly adhered to the discipline, never looking at things he didn’t have permission to see, not even giving a curious glance.

“Oh! Thank you for your hard work, Lieutenant Li Jun.”

Lin Mo returned the salute.

The Night Special Forces wouldn’t allow Maisha Wright to enter the hangar of the Aircrew Group alone; a military personnel from the base accompanied her for security.

“There are still some procedures to complete; you can show her around the base.”

Lieutenant Li Jun handed over a folder, containing some documents, as it was more beneficial for newcomers to have someone help them quickly establish a sense of belonging.

Especially for a young girl in her teens, having a familiar and trustworthy person to guide her around the base was great.

“Okay, leave it to me! Thank you!”

Lin Mo took the folder and glanced through it; it mainly contained procedures for obtaining documents and important notifications. Since it was all in Chinese, the base would not have provided an English version, so it seemed Maisha indeed needed a guide.

After handing over the person and documents, Lieutenant Li Jun had completed his task. He saluted once more and turned to leave.

Lin Mo then said to the little girl beside him, “Maisha, I’ll take you to handle some procedures, but I advise you to learn Chinese quickly.”

“Chinese? No problem! I’m confident I can master it in a month.”

The blonde girl was brimming with confidence; after all, with an IQ of 200, she wouldn’t be slow to learn anything.

“That’s good; while everyone can speak English, not every place has bilingual signs. There are some areas that are restricted; I will point them out to you, so don’t wander around.”

“I won’t stray; don’t worry! But aren’t you going to continue working on your fighter jet? It’s still early; I won’t take up your time.”

Maisha Wright glanced at the fighter jet parked in the semi-enclosed maintenance area and then at the laptop, seeming to think the time was still early.

“It’s fine! Let’s go!” Lin Mo guided Maisha toward the battery transport vehicle, one of the transport tools for the Aircrew Group, which could carry up to twelve people, so it was easy to accommodate Lin Mo and Maisha.