Hearing Long Yun's words, Liu Wei nodded in agreement.

"Hey, hey! So, it's not that the team is short of people now, it's that we are short of teams; It is understandable that people are looking at the sky. It's the same as you said, it looks like we're going to have to take our time. ”

Nodding helplessly, Long Yun raised his glass to drink more, but found that the cup had bottomed out, and the 500 ml bottle was indeed not enjoyable to drink. Liu Wei was about to go for another drink, when Long Yun suddenly remembered the wine he had drunk in the parallel world, so he stopped Liu Wei and asked him to ask for a bottle of authentic flavored vodka.

In bars, vodka is generally used as a base for cocktails, so don't worry about having a variety of brands to choose from.

Pouring the clear and translucent body into the glass, the familiar pungent aroma bubbled into the nostrils, Long Yun took a brief taste of the wine glass, and then took a big sip. The pure, slightly sweet and spicy sensation of flavor welled up on the top of his head, and he seemed to have found the familiar roughness and boldness again.

"--Uh, this wine," Liu Wei seemed to be spicy, and his face flushed and stuck out his tongue. "Vodka all tastes like this? I don't understand those Russian big men, how can they be so good. ”

Seeing Liu Wei's embarrassed appearance, Long Yun didn't speak, just smiled and shook the transparent wine bottle at him.

In the vast land of the north, the extremely simple, but intense and unrestrained feelings seem to dissolve in this magical pure liquid, flowing in the blood of the Russian nation for generations. Such a long accumulation, how can it be expressed in a few words?

After three rounds of drinking, Long Yun and Liu Wei were a little drunk, but in a quiet theme bar, the two of them still talked quietly. Savoring the sweet and spicy magical feeling in his throat, Long Yun's heart suddenly moved, and the thoughts that had come to him before entered his thoughts again.

"Liu Wei, as far as you know, are the fighters of the team on lease?"

"For rent?"

Liu Wei's mind was still a little confused, what he thought was that this guy wouldn't want to rent a plane to get addicted to air combat, right?

"Yes, there are quite a few. But firstly, the rental models are outdated, and secondly, there are not too many people who come to ask about it, and I really haven't paid attention to this aspect. What's wrong? ”

The reason why Long Yun asked this question was, of course, because of his considerations.

"I think, not to mention other places, there are so many teams in Beijing, and their fighters will not be rented out except for training? There are also those old planes that have been replaced, well, 'Sonic speed' bought the J-17 this time, so the planes they used before are equivalent to two free. -- Where did all these planes end up? ”

There will be such a question, not that Long Yun doesn't know the answer.

In this era when aviation competition is popular and traditional fighters fade out of the mainstream military field, a large number of fighters can be bought back by collectors to continue to hold after being retired from the army or being used by the team to the end of their lives.

Such aircraft are generally quite low, but their flight permits are revoked and no longer allowed to fly at any time - except for the performance flight that can be carried out during a specific exhibition period and in designated airspace during an application and inspection.

However, now that there are so many warring teams in the country, and every year there are many brand-new fighter planes that come to the training grounds and hangars of the warring teams from the manufacturers, and how to deal with the obsolete old planes has naturally become a problem. Whether it is a collection or a dismantling and returning to the furnace, it is not too suitable for such a large number of aircraft; In particular, there are many aircraft in which the condition is quite good, and they can fully adapt to general flight missions, and it is a pity to directly cancel the flight permit or even return to the furnace for retraining.

Therefore, Long Yun is also very clear that a considerable number of aircraft are still rented out when conditions allow to fly, to meet the needs of some amateurs who cannot enter professional competitive teams but are obsessed with fighter aircraft.

"That's not simple," Liu Wei replied immediately, "It's all taken to rent." However, there are very few that are rented directly to individuals, and most of them are through guò intermediary companies, giving people who want to experience flying an airplane to create a zào opportunity. ――I said, Brother Long, you don't want to rent a fighter plane to fly and play, do you? ”

Liu Wei's surprise is justified, because such services are generally expensive. Even if the old aircraft itself can be cheap, the cost of aviation fuel and related consumables cannot be saved. Flying an aircraft like the old J-6 for half an hour in the sky costs more than 10,000 yuan, which can be said to be quite a lot of money.

And the relatively new fighter plane, the rent is naturally rising; For example, the MiG-29, which Long Yun is familiar with, has a monthly rent of millions of yuan, and it is definitely not as cost-effective as buying it in the long run.

"Hehe, I'm not that rich." Patting his pocket, Long Yun knew that all the belongings in his purse were that month's salary, which was quite good for a salaryman, but it was only enough to pay for a cruise flight of the J-10 fighter. In fact, Long Yun had a bold plan of his own, and now he needed Liu Wei to help him see how feasible it was.

"I have an idea."

"Oh? …… What's the idea? ”

"Since the threshold of the team is so difficult to enter now, we don't necessarily have to hang ourselves on this tree." Long Yun fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, although he was a little drunk, his mind was still quite sober. He was originally a rule-by-the-rule, but after a series of experiences, his personality can be said to have changed.

"If the other teams don't recruit people, how about we figure it out ourselves?"

Liu Wei stared suspiciously, he was not too sober now, and he didn't understand what Long Yun was talking about.

"I mean," Long Yun took a deep breath as he put his glass back on the table. "How about we form our own team."

“……”

In the rather quiet bar, two fighters looked at each other for a moment; Yang Ying, who had been bowing her head and playing with her mobile phone, raised her head and looked curiously at the two men in front of her who were obsessed with aviation competition.

What did they just say, is it a quarrel?

Seeing Long Yun's serious face, Liu Wei yawned a lot, and then his eyes became clearer.

Contrary to the common understanding, if someone yawns when listening to you, it means that they are indeed a little sleepy, but at the same time, they are really trying to listen to you, so they will yawn to get more oxygen and avoid drowsiness.

"We ...... Forming your own team? ”

Is this guy kidding? Liu Wei rubbed his temples, but he was quickly calculating the possibility of mentioning yì in his heart.

The air team, with its own fighter aircraft, can conduct a lot of training and sign up for a variety of aviation confrontation events. Is it just the two of them who can afford to sponsor an organization that only powerful corporations can afford to sponsor and that can be played by rich and talented pilots?

Oh! - Well, they now have a genius pilot. But what about money?

If you don't have money, it's all for nothing.