Chapter 1193 The Man Chasing the Wind (Part 2)

Just as Finkin said, there were not many people in the huge academy. The three of them passed through the buildings and finally stopped in front of a towering wall.

"This is……"

"The west wall of the flight field," Finkin took out a wooden ladder from the corner and put it on the wall, "Follow me."

Good hesitated for a moment, then climbed up after him. When he climbed onto the wall, he couldn't help but let out a low voice. The setting sun was getting closer to the sea, and the sparkling waves reflected the center of the sea into gold. ; The sky turned from blue to yellow as if there was an extra layer of thickness. The clouds overhead stretched towards the sea, like a ramp sliding into the sea. The empty and flat flight field below was the starting point towards the sky.

The sea breeze blew to the earth, instantly dispelling the annoyance in his chest. He couldn't help but close his eyes, slowly stretched out his hands, and imagined that he was holding the joystick and floating in the air, waiting for the command to take off.

"The scenery is nice, right?" Finkin said with a smile, "This is a treasure I discovered. The only thing I need to pay attention to is don't fall."

Heinz was the last to climb up the wall, "Huh, what should we do next?"

"Of course we go there," he pointed to a row of warehouses not far away. The Seagull he saw at first seemed to have slipped out of it. The end of the warehouse is not far from the wall, only about two meters. "But you have to bring the ladder with you."

Walking on the top of a narrow wall is no stranger to the three of them. The usual balance training is also conducted on a single-plank bridge. A quarter of an hour later, they were close to their destination.

These warehouses are about two or three meters higher than the walls. It is not practical to climb up directly. However, the high windows are just opposite to the top of the wall. As long as you stand on tiptoe, you can see the scene inside the warehouse.

"Mengbu Plane...Mengbu Plane...ah, found it!" Finkin suddenly stopped and said.

Gude followed his gaze and couldn't help but feel shocked.

I saw four biplanes neatly placed in a warehouse, but they were not covered with linen, but were displayed openly in front of the three people. The smooth wings and smooth body made it difficult for Good to look away. He was extremely excited to think that one day he would be able to fly with the birds in such an incredible thing.

Who is a knight? The sky is where he should go!

Finkin set up the ladder on the window sill and clapped his hands proudly, "In this way, we don't fall into the flying field, so we don't violate the ban."

Although he knew there were obvious flaws in this statement, Goode still couldn't resist the impulse in his heart and followed the other person into the warehouse through the high window.

Incredibly, the anxious mood just now calmed down after seeing the real thing.

After landing, the two partners ran to the nearest plane in unison, and he walked last.

"Wow, this is really... amazing." Heinz stroked the fuselage and said, "It looks like it is made of metal."

"That's right, and it's as thin as a layer of skin. Look," Finkin stretched out his fingers and pressed hard, and a small depression appeared on the surface. "I really don't know how this was made."

"Hey, be careful, if the button breaks, it's over!"

"Don't worry, it's very flexible."

"Really? I'll try too..."

Goode, however, did not surround the plane and marvel at it like the two of them did. He felt like he was being pulled by something, and climbed onto the plane along the lower wing by some strange coincidence. There seemed to be a voice calling in his heart, guiding him to the nose of the plane.

On the cover of the "Flight Manual", Her Royal Highness is sitting in that position, turning the earth and ocean into a picture beneath her.

Then Goode stepped into the driver's seat and sat firmly in the seat.

It turns out... is this what the world in the Sky Knight's eyes looks like?

The long straight wings above his head and the supports on both sides obscured most of his field of vision, but they also focused his gaze completely on the front. The chair behind him was wrapped in soft leather, and he could even smell the unique milky smell of new leather; the instrument panel was no longer two circles drawn on the wooden board, but pointers covered with transparent glass. The joystick and pedals are made of metal, and the top of the former is covered with a layer of semi-soft gel, making it comfortable to hold and not slippery.

Good held the handle and pulled it down slightly, and suddenly there was a clicking sound behind him.

It was completely different from the wooden pole on the training platform. He felt that he was actually pulling some trembling steel wire, which gave him clear feedback, instead of the empty feeling of powerlessness before. Even as he continued to exert pressure, The joystick also became heavier and heavier, as if in response to his movements.

"Oh my god, what are you doing?" Heinz's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Uh" Good suddenly let go of his hand, "I just..."

"Want to practice?" Finkin teased, "Who said I was crazy before but ended up climbing into the cab quietly as soon as I got here, saying I was just taking a look?"

"Sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a moment..."

"Don't worry," he interrupted, "Since this is how the training is done, it shouldn't be damaged if you give it a try. But come down quickly after you experience it. I haven't gone in to see it yet."

"Wait a minute," Good said reluctantly, "I just tried the lever, why don't you sit in the back seat first?"

"Wait, what about me?" Heinz also climbed onto the wing.

Just as the three of them were fighting for it, there was suddenly a harsh unlocking sound from the closed door.

Good's face suddenly changed!

Heinz was also panicked, "Why, how could someone come at this time?"

"what should we do?"

Only Finkin remained calm, "It's too late to run, hide first!"

However, there was no hiding place in the empty warehouse, and the narrow seats were not big enough to accommodate three adults. Before they could climb off the plane, people outside had already entered the hangar.

"who?"

"Stop and don't move!"

With several soft clicks, Goode found himself surrounded by the guards of the First Army.

With the loaded guns in front of them, the three of them did not dare to make any resistance and were soon pushed to the ground.

"What happened?" A familiar figure appeared in front of them, Her Royal Highness Tilly Wimbledon, "Is there an intruder?"

Before the guard could answer, Finkin had buried his head and shouted, "Your Highness, we were wrong! We are all first-term students. We only sneaked in because we were curious and wanted to see what the plane we were going to fly looked like. Here, please forgive us!"

It turns out that you also know that this is a violation of the ban, Gude complained in his heart, it's over now.

After asking all the information, Her Royal Highness the Princess nodded expressionlessly, "So that's what happened. According to the regulations, you will be sentenced to more than fifteen days of confinement, and then you will lose the qualification to become an air knight forever. As for what happens next? It’s up to you to choose whether you want to be a ground worker or a chore, and go back and report to your superiors.”

"O-obey..." the two said with grimaces.

Gude's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. When he saw that the guards were about to drag them out, he didn't know where the courage came from. He raised his head and shouted, "Your Highness, please! I just want to be a pilot, and I am willing to pay for it." Everything! And...and I think I lack a certain feeling of flying, and no matter how much I practice, it won't help, so I came here not just out of curiosity!"

"Oh?" Tilly suddenly raised her eyebrows, "You mean feeling?"

"Yes, I can't match the regulations and operations in the manual. It's like I can't feel the wind even though I'm flying... Uh, no, it should be..." He thought hard, "I don't know how to describe it. , I just feel that I am not coordinated no matter how much I practice..."

"Nonsense, what's the excuse?"

"Tsk, is this guy crazy?"

"Drag him away quickly, so as not to offend His Highness Tilly."

There was a murmur among the guards.

Tilly, however, looked at him thoughtfully and said, "Your name is Gude, right? I remember Ying Mian reported that your grades are pretty good, and you were the first to adapt to the Phantom training, and I practiced very hard.”

"I……"

Before he could say anything, she interrupted, "How's it going? How does it feel to get on a plane?"

"Ah?" Goode was stunned.

"Didn't you say that you lacked a certain feeling of flying? What about now? Do you think you can fly?"

He hesitated, clenched his fists, "Go back to Your Highness... I think it can be done."

"Then give it a try." Tilly turned around and stopped looking at him, "In fact, I plan to start practical training tomorrow. For others, there is another chance if they fail, but you don't. . If you are unsuccessful, you will be completely expelled from the academy. Of course, you can also accept punishment. You can choose on your own."

"I want to fly." This time, Goode answered almost without hesitation.

"Then that's it." Tilly paused, "By the way, the other two have also dealt with it similarly." u