Chapter 1448 Black Giant Bird

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The phone on the table suddenly rang.

It took Roland a few seconds to find the one that was waiting to be connected among the pile of machines, and leaned over to pick up the receiver.

A label on the phone identified the caller as the Empty Knight Academy.

As more and more lines came into the office, he had to add a small table in front of his desk to hold the phones.

"Really? I'll be right away."

After hanging up the receiver, Roland stood up with a happy face, picked up the coat hanging behind the chair and put it on himself.

"Tilly called?" Nightingale asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, the preparations for the big plane have been completed and it will fly soon."

What he called a big aircraft was exactly the key project of the Graycastle Design Bureau - a four-engine long-range bomber. After learning that it was possible to obtain a mobile take-off and landing site, he immediately asked the relevant technical personnel about the feasibility of replacement. The answer was that as long as the counterweight is slightly adjusted, it will not have any impact on the aerodynamics. However, replacing the Phoenix engine will bring about a significant drop in performance. For example, a longer runway is required for takeoff, half of the internal fuel can be carried at most, the range is reduced to about one-third of the original, etc... In short, the new aircraft has many advantages in various aspects. The indicators can no longer meet the previous requirements for long-distance travel.

The only advantage is that you can see results immediately.

The essence of Phoenix's engine is still an improved radial engine. Anna has completely figured it out in more than a year. It is relatively more mature than the large in-line engine equipped with bombers - even if the design bureau provides all large samples In the case of drawings, the prototype must also be tested on the platform first, which will inevitably slow down the progress of the entire project.

In fact, bombers were included in the "one-year plan" when the plan was first formulated. For Neverwinter, this was already a very bold plan. Even if there are no accidents during the development process, it should still be more than half a year away from its normal release.

If the Masked King hadn't made Roland realize that the gods of divine creation had the ability to die together, one year would not have been too long. But now, the situation has become very different - once the God of Divine Creation rises to a high altitude at the cost of overdrafting the divine stone veins, even if its core can be destroyed, it cannot save the huge damage caused by its fall.

In addition, humans now have floating islands like space carriers, and the loss of bomber performance is no longer unacceptable.

Stepping over the tangled cables, Roland put on his coat and walked towards the door, "Let's go over and have a look. This is the largest airplane in history!"

"Clang-"

Just as he crossed the long mahogany table, the turned-over corner of his clothes suddenly brought him to the teapot placed beside the table. The moment Roland realized it, the body of the teapot had already tilted irreversibly toward the ground.

"Ah..." Nightingale seemed to move, and her figure disappeared briefly for a moment, but in the end it was still a little late.

The teapot seemed to be touched by something invisible. It rolled half a circle in the air before falling to the stall. It broke into several pieces and the freshly brewed hot tea was spilled on the floor.

"Your reaction seems to have slowed down." Roland teased, "You have never failed to catch something with your bare hands before. Could it be that you ate too many snacks and became heavy?

"..." Nightingale unexpectedly did not reply, but looked at her hand in confusion.

"Let the maid take care of things here. Let's go to the Sky Knight Academy first. Tilly is still waiting there."

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On the take-off and landing field of the Sky Knight Academy, a black aircraft that was much larger than the Seagull was slowly pulled onto the runway by a trailer.

In addition to its size, the pair of wide single wings and the four engines hanging under the wings are also the most obvious differences from other fighter jets.

Although the stubby radial engine does not match the aircraft's slender body, most onlookers will not notice this incongruity - the fact that it is unprecedentedly large is enough to grasp it firmly All eyes.

Compared to the Skyfire's lightweight appearance, its all-black paint looks like a giant beast lying on the ground.

Goode is no exception.

Since the plane appeared, his eyes had not left the target for a moment. If he hadn't driven the Skyfire himself, it would be hard for him to believe that this heavy machine could really fly into the sky. But even so, Goode's heart was full of surprise and shock - just one year after leaving Neverwinter, such an exaggerated thing was created here, and Her Royal Highness the Queen's ability was a bit too exaggerated.

Finkin couldn't say any other words except "so big" over and over again.

"It is estimated that only the best aerial knights will be qualified to drive this behemoth in the future, right?" Heinz said with emotion, "In our class, Goode should be the only one with hope."

"That's not the case." Unexpectedly, the person who answered him was the always indifferent eagle-faced instructor. "As far as I know, bomber pilots will not be drawn from front-line flight officers. Of course, this does not mean that those people are not excellent, but Her Highness Tilly has judged that ensuring air superiority is the most important goal of the Sky Knight. Protection. A good bomber can shoot down any enemy that dares to get close. If it can do this, it won’t be a problem even if the big plane is full of newcomers.”

"Master instructor..." The three of them straightened up immediately.

"Relax, I'm not here to scold you." Ying glanced at them expressionlessly, "You are already the top warriors among the Sky Knights, have more confidence in yourselves."

"Yes, yes!" the three of them saluted.

"Everyone will face the devil's main force next, so work hard." Eagle Face walked towards the other side with his hands behind his back.

Finkin breathed a sigh of relief, "Why do I feel that the instructor is so special today..."

"Gentle?" Heinz answered.

"Indeed," Goode shrugged, "but if these behind-the-scenes discussions reach his ears, he shouldn't have any hesitation in asking you to clean the toilets for another week."

The two of them immediately changed the topic in an interesting way.

At this moment, the propellers of the black plane started to rotate at high speed, and the surging roar instantly drowned out the comments of the crowd on the field.

Even after all this time, Goode still feels his blood surge when he hears this familiar and rhythmic rhythm.

I really like flying...

Amidst the continuous sound of piston collisions, the bomber began to move forward slowly and continued to accelerate - this process was much longer than the Skyfire, but as it approached the end of the runway, it still raised its nose little by little.

Gravity can no longer hold it down.

The black giant seemed to spread its long wings and climbed into the sky against the slightly humid sea breeze.

After a circle of climb, the bomber turned around and flew toward the northwest of Neverwinter. In that direction, the North Slope Mountain suspended in mid-air is particularly eye-catching.

Goode knew that all the ingredients were in place for them to take the initiative.

The decisive battle with the devil is near.