I only rubbed outside, and definitely didn't go in, this sentence has tempted many innocent little girls.

Nathan, of course, won't open the door, he's already collapsed on the bed and there is a loud snoring sound. When he closed his eyes, Jenny's appearance appeared.

It's been a long time since I've seen Jenny, and I wonder if she's doing well?

In the midst of all kinds of mixed feelings, Nathan fell asleep and woke up to find it exactly dark.

Nathan's biological clock adjusted so quickly that he adapted to the rhythm of the nightlife, and Emily, who came with him, didn't sleep well during the day, and then slept again at night.

"Hey, Nathan, what a wonderful conversation you had last night." As he walked into the pilot's cafeteria, Nathan heard a pilot greet him.

"yes, haha, I can't wait to report the speed today." Said another pilot.

Unless a spacecraft in space asks for ground speed, there is absolutely nothing faster than a Blackbird.

"I heard, you've been approved to fly a blackbird?"

"Yes." Nathan nodded.

"Welcome, join us in the Air Force, we fly the Blackbird, we can reach the world, which is unmatched by any plane, last time we flew from New York to London in two hours."

If the Blackbird soars, it is quite efficient, and the real global arrival, although the B-2 bombers of later generations can also reach the world, it is a slow subsonic flight, a flight, it takes more than 20 hours.

The Blackbird is faster than the Concorde, it is definitely the flight hegemon of this era, the MiG-25 cannot fly 3 times the speed of sound for a long time, the engine cannot stand it, and at the same time the fuel will be consumed too quickly.

Although Nathan has been losing the Air Force before, but now, if Nathan wants to join the Air Force, they still welcome it, after all, Nathan's combat deeds are too shocking.

Nathan shook his head, although the flying blackbird was very enjoyable, but the feeling of catapulting from the aircraft carrier was something he could not experience in any other flight, and he liked the feeling of the seat clinging to the back, almost wanting to die.

A real pilot is necessarily naval aviation.

Well, flying blackbird, that's just a pastime out of boredom.

In order to allow the pilot to change to fly, any aircraft must have a corresponding two-seat instructor type, and only the Tomcat fighter is the original two-seat type, the instructor directly sits in the position of the radar officer, and uses voice to teach, which is already quite bold, the premise is that the Tomcat who can fly are all flying veterans and have rich experience.

Otherwise, the coach does not have a lever in his hand, and he cannot take over at a critical time, which is quite dangerous.

Blackbirds are no exception.

Most of the SR-71 aircraft are Type A, which is the Strategic Reconnaissance type, and its B type, which is the two-seater trainer type, only two were produced to train pilots.

And these only two, after only a few years of flying, one fell, and only one B type trainer remained, and later, in order to make up for the lack of the trainer type, an SR-12C was modified with the first prototype of the YF-71A and the parts of the ground test machine, and it was converted into this trainer type. But that was already in 1976.

At present, there is only one trainer type in the entire flight unit, but fortunately, the demand for pilots in the unit is not strong, only about 30 in total, and the replacement of pilots is quite slow.

Now, this trainer is right in front of Nathan's eyes.

The Blackbird was originally a two-seater, and the rear cabin was a scout, but now, changed to a trainer type, the rear cockpit has become an instructor cabin, and it has also been raised, so that the occupants in the front and rear seats have a better vision. Two fixed pelvic fins were reinstalled under the nacelle of the engine to increase directional stability.

For a skilled and experienced pilot, as long as you know the various envelope data of the aircraft in advance, you can carry out a test flight.

Like now.

Wearing a special flight suit, sitting in the front cabin for the first time, looking at the same joystick layout, Nathan was still relatively relaxed.

Turning on various switches, Nathan made methodical preparations before takeoff, and Graham, who was in the rear cabin, was also quite impressed.

The Navy is saying that Nathan just went to Mirama and didn't have any warm-up, so he flew the Tomcat directly, and at the time I thought it was a Navy bragging, but now, it seems that Nathan really has the ability.

Just yesterday I flew around with Nathan, and today, Nathan started driving it himself, and looking at this situation, Nathan seems to be very proficient.

Nathan is indeed very skilled, because in his previous life, he used to play on the simulator, and the simulator at that time had been made quite realistic, and the positions of various switches and instruments were exactly the same.

Coupled with the experience of flying ghosts and tomcats, they are similar and well-understood.

There was a roar on both sides, and the engines were started in turn.

If you are not used to it, it is still this helmet, the field of vision is too narrow, and Nathan turned on the intercom switch while breathing in the oxygen inside the helmet, which was more uncomfortable than the oxygen mask.

"Poplar asks to take off." Nathan shouted.

"You can take off." Hearing the order, Nathan turned on the afterburner, the engines on the sides of the wing, orange-red flames appeared, and the reconnaissance plane, more than fifty tons, began to glide on the runway.

This time they only filled half of the fuel, and when they took off, the first thing they did was to go to the air tanker to refuel.

Even with the weight reduced, the take-off was still slow, similar to the feeling of flying a large bomber, almost almost to the end of the runway, and at the end of the runway light, Nathan pulled the lever back.

The blackbird raised its head, spread its wings towards the black sky, flew in, and soon, it merged with the dark sky, and was no longer visible.

It is only when it continues to accelerate beyond Mach 2 that it is again captured by the optical system.

Now, Nathan hasn't reached that time yet.

"Poplar calls the babysitter, and Poplar calls the babysitter." After Nathan took off with a standard maneuver, entered the predetermined airspace, and began to look for a tanker.

"The nanny is in the airspace of the 13th, flying along the east-west route, please turn on the navigation lights." Soon, the call of an air tanker came.

Graham felt that he was simply redundant, and that he didn't need to intervene in any way other than to deal with unexpected situations.

Now, refueling in the air, that's also a piece of cake, the pilots of the Navy, that's the most skilled.

The Navy uses hose refueling, and the tanker flies smoothly in front, and it is enough to drag the refueling pipe, all relying on the pilot's own exquisite technology, aiming at the conical sleeve of the refueling pipe, which is simply a tightrope in the air.

The Air Force is a hard-tube refueling, as long as it is close, the refueling officer on the tanker is responsible for docking, and the Air Force pilot does not need much technology, just follow the escort.