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Cao Qingyue and Zhao Jingsong looked at each other.

He sighed, "Tongwei, have you ever learned to fly a fighter jet?"

"Fighter planes are different from tanks. If a tank loses control, you can stop it immediately, but if a fighter plane loses control, it's very likely that both the pilot and the aircraft will be killed!"

Qi Tongwei nodded: "Of course I know, I'm not joking, I'm serious."

Another R&D staff member quickly stood up and said, "I know Tongwei might be a little anxious, but you're really not taking your own safety seriously."

"Professor Cao, if Tongwei really wants to test drive the aircraft himself, then let him learn for a while, and then let an experienced fighter pilot assist him in the test drive. What do you think?"

Qi Tong called the system in his mind.

"System, does your 'Three-Minute Guide to Land, Sea, and Air' contain any information about learning to fly a plane?"

"Host, yes, I recommend this book, 'One Minute Soaring to the Sky'. It covers in detail the piloting techniques of all current fighter jets."

"Okay, this is it. How many merit points are there?"

"3000."

Qi Tongwei made the payment successfully immediately.

I quickly read two pages in my mind and found the flying instructions for the fighter jet at the airport.

Qi Tongwei's hundredfold talent and understanding of skills allowed him to directly visualize the operation process in his mind.

"Don't worry, Professor. I won't joke with my life."

"The metal material of the current fighter's steel frame structure is..."

Qi Tongwei talked incessantly about the materials and technical issues of this fighter jet, which shocked many people again.

Zhao Jingsong looked thoughtful. "It seems you've done a lot of research."

"From a scientific research perspective, I support your actions, but as a teacher, I urge you to consider carefully."

"Don't think about it anymore. Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

“If you don’t use your body to feel the subtle differences in vibration, you won’t be able to improve on the details.”

Professor Cao sighed and said, "Alas, you are right."

He and Zhao Jingsong understood each other tacitly and both knew what Qi Tongwei's action meant.

"I'll assign you a pilot in a bit. You can learn the techniques with him, and then you two can take a test flight together in a few days."

"No, I want to be alone. That way I can push my limits."

"Nonsense! No way!"

Seeing that persuasion was futile, Qi Tongwei had no choice but to agree.

On that day, the driver diligently explained to him the operation of each function button.

In Qi Tongwei's mind, it was as if he was actually operating the scene.

"Course C switches to the left. Do you know what this situation is like, on the verge of breaking point?"

Qi Tongwei suddenly asked a question, but the driver was confused.

"what?"

"I haven't tried it. It's too dangerous. If the limit is reached, the nose of the plane will be inserted into the ground. Wouldn't that be a sure death? Who dares to joke with their life?"

The other party laughed awkwardly twice, but when he saw Qi Tongwei's serious expression, he frowned and retracted his smile.

"Are you serious?"

"Well, if we don't reach the limit, you never know how long it can last. How should we improve it next?"

The other party felt that Qi Tongwei was talking nonsense, "But the kind you described is technically impossible for anyone to do."

An emergency turn three meters above the ground, is this a joke?

Fighter jets travel at hundreds of speeds per hour. Who can guarantee an accuracy of three meters before turning around?

I don't even dare to play games like this.

"You don't want to try it, do you? Do you want to die?"

Qi Tongwei didn't say anything, but patted the driver on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Be mentally prepared."

The other party shuddered.

What does he mean by that? Why should I be mentally prepared?

He can't commit suicide with me, right?

A chill ran down my spine, I guess I was overthinking it.

The next morning, Qi Tongwei once again made a splash at the morning meeting.

"I went to see the plane yesterday and can test fly it today."

The researcher and professor were frightened and tried to appease him, but Qi Tongwei still insisted on his opinion.

Half an hour later, the group was sitting neatly in the quarantine center.

Qi Tongwei once again asked Cao Qingyue if it was possible to do without the "safety officer".

This "safety officer" was the one who taught Qi Tongwei how to fly a plane yesterday. At this moment, fear was written all over his body from beginning to end.

The security guards are not safe at all.

But it was met with unanimous opposition.

Qi Tongwei could only helplessly instruct the safety officer, "Don't move anything for a while. If you move, it's very likely to affect my control. If something really goes wrong, we'll both die."

The security officer immediately thought of the terrifying scene and said timidly: "But, if you make a mistake..."

“I won’t make mistakes.”

After Qi Tongwei boarded the fighter jet, Cao Qingyue's worried voice rang out in his headset, "Tongwei, if the plane gets out of control, don't worry about it. Let Xiao Jia take over."

"Xiao Jia is the best test pilot. He will definitely be fine!"

Qi Tongwei smiled and said, "Professor Cao, the closer we push ourselves to the limit, the more valuable data we can record. Losing control is a springboard for progress for us!"

Professor Cao frowned and said, "Don't be ridiculous. Data is important, but you are important too!"

Qi Tongwei gave them a thumbs-up through the glass.

"All departments, prepare. I'll count to three and the plane will start."

"Three, two, one!"

At the command, Qi Tongwei soared into the sky.

"Fuck, this kid is dying!"

"How could it possibly have accelerated so quickly right from the start?"

Zhao Jingsong looked at the screen with a flashing red indicator light. "The safety index is worrying. There are signs that it has reached a critical point."

Cao Qingyue was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe loudly, staring intently at the changes in various values.

After Qi Tongwei flew into the air, the engine suddenly stalled!

"He's crazy! A pure lunatic!"

"The engine stalled at high altitude. Was he trying to commit suicide?"

"I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore!" Cao Qingyue was so excited that he couldn't breathe and almost had a heart attack on the spot.

I quickly took two pills and immediately stared at the screen again.

"He wanted to measure the time it takes to start the flight during a fall..."

One researcher's heart was in his throat, and his voice became thin with nervousness. "If we want to test this, we have many ways, and we can test it in the laboratory."

"There's no need to risk your life like him, right?"

Zhao Jingsong's expression was serious. "It's different."

"The values we tested before were all under fixed conditions, but this is a real emergency situation. Any slight difference will affect the final result."

Qi Tongwei indeed has a very clear and accurate view of things.

He knows how to "make the best use of everything" and how to push "the fighter's limits."

The security officer sitting behind Qi Tongwei was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. "You, you, you want to die? You stalled in the air, do you think you have too much time to live?"

"I advise you not to speak. If you disturb my thoughts, we will both die."