Chapter 34 - Can fly
“I, I...I’ll do it!”
Chen Fei had a sad face and had no choice but to agree.
If you dare to say "no" between your teeth, I'm afraid you'll have to lie here tonight.
In the end, you still cannot escape the fate of paying your debts with your own body.
"Hahahahahaha, that's enough, good brother, I, Chekov, will take care of you from now on."
The ferocious expression that was about to eat someone suddenly changed, and Chekov burst out laughing. , patted Chen Fei on the shoulder boldly and forcefully, as if he had no intention of pursuing it from the beginning.
Everyone who had lifted up their hearts collectively breathed a sigh of relief and smiled one after another, and the atmosphere at the scene returned to a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.
"Chekov, if, if nothing happens, I'll leave first."
Chen Fei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and prepared to leave.
"Don't you want a drink? Come on, come on, Wu Song passes Jingyanggang, don't even think about leaving after three bowls!"
The big bear pressed Chen Fei on the seat with one hand and called the bartender, first Here's a dozen of the freshly tuned "Nuclear Sun".
One glass of wine, the putter flies, two ounces, the barrel rolls to 720 degrees. What kind of aviation person is it if you don’t know how to drink? Just in case the Air Force needs your drinking capacity, half a glass of beer. Just lying down, what the hell? !
Think about how the "air scalpel" came about back then. It's tradition, there's nothing wrong with it!
After the meeting wine is finished, the registration wine is finished, the registration wine is finished, and the preview wine is finished, the preview wine is finished, and the review wine is finished, and the review wine is finished, and the interview wine is finished... tons, tons, tons.
These drunkards can always come up with all kinds of ingenious reasons to drink. One, two, three, four, do it again.
Wu Song was afraid that the waiter at the black shop at the foot of Jingyanggang Mountain was angry with him for forcing him to sell alcohol. He wanted to pay with his life for beating someone to death. The unlucky tiger became a punching bag. He was a fishing law enforcement officer and was directly killed by Wu Du, the captain of the county security brigade. Use your fists to fight life and death in exchange for fame and fortune, and have high IQ and EQ.
Chen Fei didn't know how he left the "Medusa's Color Lenses" bar. When he fully recovered and opened his eyes, he found that he was already lying on the bed in the dormitory, with something in his ears. The alarm clock beeps endlessly.
The cocktail "Nuclear Sun" has a lot of stamina. When I wake up, I have a splitting headache, and the memories of last night begin to come back to me like a tide.
The AK-47 automatic rifle that Chekov, the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron, lent to him for self-defense inexplicably became dilapidated. For Chen Fei, a millionaire, such a valuable weapon Of course, you can't afford to pay for a million-star antique gun. It costs money and your life.
It seems that he was not beaten next. The two sides talked about it. Well, in the end, they were tricked by the big bear. What a ghost pilot, do you really think that the extremely ferocious killing dragon is a kitten or puppy?
Nima!
I drank a few cocktails forcibly, and was so confused that I couldn't help but dance with the demons. Then I carried an AK gun on my back, tripping all the way, and stumbled to the canteen next door. Knowing what he said to Chef Abel, he seemed to be shedding tears and reluctant to leave... Hiss! ~~, let me go, I am straight, not crooked, and I will never have sex with Abel.
Hmm! It's for the birds, my own birds. Bah, this bird has hair. Bah, bah, bah, as long as it is a bird, can it not grow hair?
I can fly, yes, I can fly!
But where did it fly to?
When the memory returned here, Chen Fei's brain fell into a blank, and it was broken after all.
“Chirp!~”
The crisp and childish chirping of birds rang in my ears.
Something seemed to move above the head. He looked up and saw a small, pointed beak.
"A:>\cls"
This time I can finally see clearly, my bird is still there.
Chen Fei breathed a long sigh of relief and regained some memories.
It had only been a day since I had entrusted the baby bird to Chef Abel, but this Gallic man had actually developed feelings for him. When he took the baby bird back, he actually showed a sad expression at the separation.
Bang! The tears of a Gallic man are worthless.
"It can actually fly, it's time to give it a name!"
Chen Fei stretched out his hand to catch the baby bird that had occupied part of the pillow above his head for some time.
“Chirp! Chirp!”
The baby bird chirped a few more times and let him hold it in his palm without any defense, looking up and down and left and right.
We haven’t seen it for a day, and the flight feathers on its wings are a little tougher, but we still don’t know what species it is.
Since the frequent exchanges between the Sky Realm and the Blue Star Realm, many hybrid species have inevitably appeared in the various creatures of the two realms. There has not been the large-scale reproductive isolation that biologists expected, but instead the creatures of the two realms have become more diverse. Sex is becoming more complex, and new species are appearing frequently. It's hard to say whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Even between human races in the two worlds, there is no reproductive isolation, and there is some homologous connection in the DNA sequence. Therefore, it is a more advanced study of the "Dimensional Membrane Theory" and the "Great World Tree Conjecture" Provides a strong basis.
"How about you call me Little Chicken? Little Chicken Jī?"
Chen Fei smiled evilly, and finally shook his head, giving up this name that was full of bad taste.
In case you need to look for it, ask someone when you meet them, have you seen my little a**?
With such shameful words, I am afraid that I am not going to be regarded as a pervert.
“Chirp!”
The baby bird still screamed stupidly, unaware that it was almost given the same name as the little cousin of Tyrannosaurus Rex.
"You love to chirp so much, let's call it Chirp! You won't object, right? Chirp!?"
Chen Fei asked the baby bird in his hand very seriously.
Sure enough, it didn't say no.
Then I decided happily, Xiaojiu!
“Chirp!”
After washing hastily and feeding a few mealworms to Chiu, Chen Fei took two pieces of bread from his backpack and put the little bird on his shoulder. Once released, head to the hangar to start work.
Now I can fly twice in the dormitory, and there is no need to carry it in the bird's nest.
The backpack full of bread given by Shen Fei was enough to save him several days of food expenses.
At today's juncture, mosquitoes, no matter how small they are, are still flesh. They gather together to form a tower. Save whatever you can.
As soon as he entered Hangar No. 1, when he saw Xiao Ji's tall and slender back from a distance, Chen Fei shrank his neck and involuntarily slowed down.
I was captured by Chekov’s men, so I don’t know if that counts as betraying the mechanic team.
Thinking about Captain Machine's fists which were no less powerful than those of a big bear, he couldn't help but feel guilty and panic.
The baby bird standing on the shoulder chirped a few times.
Hearing the crisp chirping of birds, Xiao Ming turned his head and happened to see Chen Fei.
"Xiao Chen, come here."
"Oh, I'll be right there!"
Chen Fei glanced angrily at the man squatting on his shoulder A baby bird.
"Chirp!"
Chirp is full of innocence.
"Are you going to Chekhov's pilot interview tonight? Do you want some sugar?"
Xiao Ming poured Chen Fei a cup of steaming coffee in the container office of the maintenance team, and then After pressing the button on the coffee machine, the machine started to squeak.
I drank heavily last night and it is very necessary to wake up with a cup of coffee in the morning.
"No sugar added, thank you, uh, tonight... indeed."
Chen Fei didn't know where to start. He really didn't know the pilot interview time of the "Zhenxiang" combat flying squadron. Instead, he started from the maintenance team The mechanic got the hint here.
The little Jiujiu standing on his shoulder bounced along his arm and came to his hand, curiously poking his head towards the coffee in the paper cup.
Although it has been able to spread its wings and fly, it still likes to jump around. Although its wings are rich, its physical strength is still not enough to sustain a long flight.
"What I mean is, if you don't want to, I'll tell that guy Chekhov for you."
The coffee machine was finally ready. Xiao Ming poured himself a cup of coffee, threw a sugar cube in, and stirred it slowly with a small spoon.
"I...I am willing!"
Chen Fei originally wanted to say that he was unwilling, but when he was about to say the words, he changed his mind temporarily.
The seven deadly sins in life are poverty! poverty! poverty! poverty! poverty! poverty! poverty!
Lack of money is the original sin, being in debt is even more heinous.
After all, being a pilot is also a high-paying profession, and he had to bow to reality.
Emmmm...it smells so good!
“Is it because of debt?”
Although Xiao Ji is tall, tall and muscular, his mind is very delicate and he accurately grasps the key points.
Chen Fei said honestly: "Yes!" He doesn't like excessive consumption or debt. He loves hoarding, hiding and saving. This is inherited from his ancestors and is still engraved in his genes.
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(End of this chapter)