Sky-cracking Rider

"Do you dare to accept the challenge? The rank battle isn't just targeted at you, so don't say I'm bullying you."

Mylan righteously occupies the moral high ground, claiming he's definitely not bullying the other party.

You're just a commoner coming to a place you don't belong, asking for trouble.

"Of course, I dare, it's just a bit unfair."

Chen Fei scratched his head. He had played these kinds of games quite a bit before, so he wasn't afraid to fight.

An active-duty soldier bullying a genuine civilian who hasn't even retired isn't something to be proud of, but Mylan, who still wants to save face, proudly said, "Don't worry, we'll give you fairness!"

Chen Fei's mouth twitched, kindly reminding, "Uh! My real thoughts are completely opposite to your understanding!"

"It's all the same!"

Mylan cares less.

"Okay then!"

Good words can't persuade a person destined to die, so Chen Fei had to understand it this way, but saw Old David smiling brightly at him, causing his heart to skip a beat.

The old man's information channels were quite deep, seemingly knowing about his current job.

"Then let's arrange it for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, simulate combat, fully realistic situations, how about it? Let's invite Mr. Sid as a witness, who supports, who opposes!"

Seeing that Chen Fei had no objections, Mylan, with some cleverness, surprisingly roped in "Eagle King" David Sid as a witness.

No one would cheat, after all, with so many peers on site, under everyone's watchful eyes, any small moves can't be hidden from everyone.

"I agree!"

"Me!"

"Count me in!"

The combat pilots who hadn't left the scene raised their right hands one by one.

Because the standard combat aircraft of the American Federation all use right-side control sticks, there are no left-handers and no way to accommodate left-handers, as the extra cost to customize left-side control sticks would be exorbitant.

"Then it's settled!"

Mylan was delighted to have settled a big deal.

In the literary world, there's no first place, and in the martial world, no second place; organizing a rank battle wasn't deliberately targeting Chen Fei but was meant to test the caliber of peers participating in this mission. Of course, letting an arrogant commoner understand the might of active-duty soldiers was also an effortless act.

The afternoon class was equally exciting, but those listening seemed a bit distracted.

As soon as the class ended, some people didn't even bother with dinner and went straight to find flight simulators to secure a spot, entering their familiar parameters a step ahead of others and quickly getting into the state.

Skills unpracticed for long are like sailing upstream; after three days of not practicing, the competence slightly drops, and as time goes on, it will drop more significantly.

Just like "Eagle King" David Sid, to this day, he only had experience to talk about. Were he to actually get hands-on, not to mention his combat power would remain at two or three-tenths of what it used to be, he might end up dead in the simulator.

But Chen Fei wasn't anxious at all. Unlike others, he wasn't rushing to grab a simulator. For the impromptu ranking battle, Barksdale Air Force Base showed support by bringing in many flight simulators from elsewhere. Although it couldn't ensure every pilot participating in the rank battle gets one, it's feasible for two people to share one.

Barksdale Air Force Base's bar for commoners, "Dyson Sweetie," was still in the same spot as yesterday. Old David, as usual, had a Martini, while Chen Fei ordered a glass of Wuliangye, a full ten-ounce glass, and had a plate of salted peanuts as a side dish.

Although Ability Users had bars specifically for them, as long as rules are followed, "Dyson Sweetie" bar wouldn't refuse customers like Chen Fei who were supernatural power users.

Old David unreservedly shared the peanuts Chen Fei ordered, took a sip of his Martini, and said, "Even though it's not really fair to others, you can't afford to be careless."

"When a lion fights a rabbit, it goes all out. If bravado comes to your door, of course, you have to go all out to respect your opponent."

Chen Fei wouldn't hold back. He himself was a small character, having sunk big figures countless times, and no smaller power escaped either. It's impossible for him to make the same mistake.

At the bar, only he and Old David were present. S-Class superpower user Mr. Brown couldn't understand Old David's tactical flight lessons at all. During the day, he strolled around the living area of the air force base, and in the evening, he returned to the cooperative ship to eat the meals prepared by the logistics staff, no longer acting as Chen Fei's follower. Moreover, if there was any situation, with his Psi Skill, he could appear instantly, making it irrelevant whether he was nearby.

"You shouldn't expect me to give you pointers either; some are secret techniques of the Federal Air Force, so I can't tell you, and with what you currently grasp, I can't help at all."

Old David pointed at Chen Fei, recalling how he never expected Chen Fei would veer off so many times.

Some blunt words were said in advance because Chen Fei wasn't from the American Federation; it's certain the military's aerial combat skills must be held back, but Old David's personal insights weren't in that category.

An economics undergraduate suddenly switching to piloting combat aircraft, that was one thing, but taking a sudden turn to become a captain of an airship, and this airship, a bit irregular, somewhat embodied the "One Man Army" philosophy.

As an old generation combat pilot, "Eagle King" had long fallen behind in following the current airship and Crystal Jet tactics, and couldn't help much. This class could only assist in supplementing tactical suggestions for the elite combat pilots among the sovereignties, filling gaps in understanding the aerial dominance tactics of Lin Mo, the "Lord of the Sky," accurately speaking, the air dominance tactical style of the Lin Family lineage, and serving to boost morale. After all, the "Lord of the Sky" was a living legend, and many combat pilots grew up hearing his legendary tales, feeling somewhat unnerved when facing such a legend.