Dragoon fighter

This was not Lin Mo's first visit to Hangzhou Jianqiao Military Airport. When he first returned to Hangzhou to visit relatives, he flew back with a J-10 fighter jet.

This time, a new fighter jet was used, which invisibly brought with it the color of returning home. In addition, another reason was to make it easier for Lin Mo to attend the intensive pilot training class in two months. The air force base where he was located was not far from Hangzhou, otherwise Lin Mo could directly choose to drive the P-51 "Mustang" as a means of transportation.

As aviation aircraft, if you are not in a hurry and just want to travel, there is not much difference between the "Mustang" and the "Monster".

Due to the special aerodynamic shape of the deformable wing fighter, the leader of the garrison assault division who received the notification from the Air Traffic Control Bureau thought it was a visit from someone else, so Lin Mo received a special and grand welcome. The identification signal of the "monster" had not yet entered Zhejiang. Within the province, they encountered two fighter jets coming to meet them.

Two J-10B fighter jets followed closely to escort them all the way, one on the left and one on the right guarding the "monster" in the middle. The two J-10 pilots curiously turned their heads from time to time to look at this fighter jet that seemed to have an extremely awesome appearance, let alone Know its purpose.

It wasn't until after landing that the moment the pilot of the forward-swept wing fighter in gray-green camouflage took off his helmet, everyone's eyes were blinded.

No matter where you are, you are obviously an old acquaintance!

"You, aren't you a 'gold coin'? Why did you change your name to 'Dragon Knight' again!"

Commander Xu Muhu of the 28th Attack Pilot looked at the pilot up and down again as if he couldn't believe it. He looked familiar. Did he have a J-10 pilot who had given lessons to his own aviation forces before?

"Mr. Xu, long time no see. I changed my code name for work needs!"

Lin Mo smiled lightly and said, maybe he really wanted to tell the other party. The basket I made was too big. In order to avoid suspicion, the flight code had to be changed.

The soldiers fight tooth and nail, but the leader takes the blame. Isn't that how the division of labor works in the army?

"How shameless, you pirate!"

In the mind of the dragon knight, the golden dragon whispered angrily, under the influence of modern civilization. The dragon is now also starting to become aware of legal copyrights.

It would be fine if the code name "Gold Coin" became a synonym for positive energy such as heroes, but if it had a bad reputation, haha, okay, "Gold Coin" for cowards, "Gold Coins" for fools, "Gold Coins" for bitches... The benefits were not shared at all, but the shit basin was all placed on the head of the giant gold dragon, and the genuine gold coins were not enough to drive people crazy.

Support genuine products and reject piracy.

If he can return to the Dragon Clan in his lifetime, Gold Coin will definitely include this item as part of the Dragon Clan's general oath wording.

...But the dragon knight turned a blind eye to the dragon's protests. It seems that I have long been accustomed to it.

"What? Is there a mission this time? Is there anything we need to cooperate with?"

Mr. Xu still doesn't know Lin Mo's real name, and there's no way to find out. With his authority, he probably isn't qualified to know the information related to "Dark Night".

"No no! No mission! Same as last time. Just going home to visit relatives!"

Lin Mo smiled faintly. I feel a little ashamed that Master Xu mobilized so many troops to welcome him.

The other heads of the Strike Division looked at each other in confusion. Last time I flew a fighter jet to visit my relatives, this time I flew a fighter jet to visit my relatives. Each one of these aircraft is more advanced than the other. This is so awesome.

"I understand, I understand! Okay, let's have lunch together later. I'll send a car to take you to the city in the afternoon."

Mr. Xu breathed a sigh of relief. If he really cooperated in performing any tasks, he would really lack confidence.

For some reason, last year’s order for the J-10 fighter jets that was supposed to be equipped with the Q-5 has not been shipped until now. The delivery date has been delayed again and again. I have asked many times, but they all said that the production capacity was insufficient and they were exported. The list was occupied, so they had to wait a moment.

For this reason, the manufacturer also gave them a batch of Qiang-5 accessories for free to let them stick with it for a while.

There are only two precious J-10B fighter jets in the division. Unless it is a very important mission, Commander Xu is really reluctant to send these two treasures of the division out to perform combat missions. If they get scratched casually, they will be injured. At least, it won't make him heartbroken to death.

At least these two fighter jets can be left at the base to train a few more outstanding pilots who can fly the J-10.

"Then it's troublesome, Mr. Xu!"

Lin Mo and Mr. Xu smiled tacitly, but neither of them understood what the other's weird smile meant.

Store the X-8 "Monster" transforming wing fighter in the best hangar at the airport, lock the landing gear and take out your luggage. At the same time, put the "Dragon General" individual tactical armor into the cockpit, and then close the driver's seat. For the cabin cover, use the remote control to turn on the repulsion shield to protect the surface of the aircraft body. This is the completion of the storage work.

This hangar was only next to the hangar where the J-10 was parked, and there were always 24-hour armed guards nearby. Only then did Lin Mo leave with great confidence.

Lin Mo's small house in the city center had not been inhabited for a long time. When he just opened the door, the odor and odor that had been accumulating in the house for a long time hit his face, and there was a thick layer of dust on the ground. There was a layer of white dust, and the mailbox outside the door was already filled with all kinds of small advertisements.

Although Lin Mo had done a good job of sanitation before leaving last time, the house is like a fighter jet. Although it has a longer lifespan, if it is not maintained for a long time, or it is not popular, it will still age, weather, be damaged, and deform. Some materials may even deteriorate.

Frowning, Lin Mo quickly walked into the house on tiptoes. Lin Mo opened all the windows and let in the fresh air from outside. The stuffy atmosphere in the house gradually dissipated, and the light afternoon sunlight poured into the room. , gradually adding a bit of home warmth.

"The gold coins come out to work!"

There was still dust everywhere. Lin Mo looked around and snapped his fingers.

"Fuck your sister!"

A shiny silver watch detached from Lin Mo's left hand and fell to the floor. Then it shook wildly and quickly grew in size, evolving into a ferocious monster about half a man tall. A pair of big copper bell eyes stared at him. Dragon Knight. He said angrily: "Killing, setting fires, stealing things. Uncle Long does it all, but he doesn't work as a cleaner, he has to clean. You can find a housekeeper yourself!"

"Is it?"

The giant dragon became disobedient again, and Lin Mo gradually narrowed his eyes.

Jin Coin screamed secretly, why did this guy's expression look so familiar. By the way, when he was in another world, this guy had this kind of character when he used his bad brains to control himself.

The giant metal dragon really got it right.

When he was in the Royal Dragoon Corps of the Slan Empire, Lin Mo relied on the two trump cards of the dragon flute and the Dragon God Contract to force this unruly dragon to obey orders.

There is no Dragon God to be found in this world, not even the shadow of the gods. The Dragon Flute was simply scrapped, and the Dragon God Contract only has a spiritual dialogue function that is better than nothing.

But Lin Mo still devoured this brutal dragon to death, relying on the rich metal resources in this world. There are also thick red Taizu tickets.

Money can make ghosts grind the mill, and money can make dragons work.

The giant gold dragon, who was once so hungry that he almost died, and was almost beaten to death by the humans of this world, naturally behaved more obediently than a dog at times.

"Either pay back the money! Or work! It's your choice!"

Lin Mo stretched out his hand. He didn't care at all about the ferocious appearance of the golden dragon. It was as if the alien beast threatening him was just a stuffed toy, maybe not even as good as a stuffed toy.

As early as the Dragoon Legion. Lin Mo was already immune to this level of intimidation.

Pay back the money...

When money is mentioned, the dragon immediately wilts.

The giant gold dragon felt guilty, and its movements and expressions of baring its teeth and claws immediately became weak.

Humans are too cunning, and Mo Lin is even more cunning. Damn futures, damn finance, so that Uncle Long actually owes such a large sum of money. Is he going to rob a bank?

No, no, no, he will definitely be beaten, and the army may be called, and even his life will be lost. A cash box is only one or two million, and more than four hundred million in cash will have to be snatched at some time.

Paying back money or working, the giant gold dragon is swinging back and forth between the dignity of the dragon clan and worldly money. I am afraid it has never experienced such a complicated ideological struggle in its life.

"Okay, I'll do it..." Jin Coin's tone was full of resentment.

Money once again trampled on dignity. In the end, the giant gold dragon shook his big head, abandoned his own morals, and helplessly lowered his proud dragon head. A penny drove the dragon to death!

"Well, be good now. When we get to the United States, I will take you to the junk car dump and make sure you have enough to eat."

In the past, the dragon knight used his wisdom to fight unremittingly against the giant metal dragon. In the past, he had black iron in one hand and a dragon flute in one hand, but now he has meal tickets in one hand and renminbi in the other. He couldn't help but obey the dragon.

In the economic era, economic methods are used to solve economic problems, which is indeed useful.

The next thing will be easier to handle. The giant gold dragon began to split, and it was divided into more than ten shapes at once. Perhaps because the resentment of the gold coins could not be vented for a while, it actually evolved into Lin Mo's figure, each carrying a bucket and a rag. and various cleaning tools were scattered around the room.

Except for the metallic luster all over his body, his height and appearance were almost exactly the same as Lin Mo himself, as if he was cleaning the house with his own hands.

"Lin Mo" bent down and swept the floor with a 90-degree bow. "Lin Mo" knelt down to wipe the floor. The clone in front of him who was wiping the table actually stopped what he was doing and transformed into a giant gold dragon. He looked so serious and accepted it calmly, I love you!

A cleaning job turned into a spoof of a gold dragon. Lin Mo shook his head and stopped arguing with this heartless housekeeper. He grabbed a separate body and said, "Here." I’ll get a cell phone out!”

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