Section 936 - The Death of the Master

Section 936 - The Death of the Division

"I have a dream"

Lin Mo quietly chewed on the passionate fighting spirit that burst out of the teacher's muttering.

Before I knew it, I came to the edge of the cliff at the top of the mountain, and the vast mountains were unobstructed.

A transparent shield of light slowly opened, enveloping Lin Mo and Professor Yan, and the Ling Yan mountain wind around them suddenly weakened.

Since it is only used to block the wind, the strength of this light shield is extremely low, so it does not require too much light elemental energy to maintain this second-order defensive spell that has been weakened by half.

"No, teacher, it's not a dream!"

Lin Mo suddenly felt that he should do something for this old man who had dedicated his life to the country's aviation industry, and quietly released a light mirror technique.

"Yes, it's not a dream, the future belongs to you young people, it's a pity, I can't see it."

Professor Yan stopped talking to himself, shrunk into the blanket, and smiled at Lin Mo with expectant eyes, clearly with deep love and encouragement.

Among all the apprentices, only this closed disciple is the one who truly inherits his mantle, and it is also the one he is most satisfied with.

"Nope! Teacher! ”

Lin Mo walked to the front of the wheelchair, glanced around the valley around the cliff, turned his head and said loudly: "You must be able to see, it's not the future, it's the present!" ”

"You're making me happy again! Uh, what are you doing here? ”

Professor Yan's gaze was deep and distant, as if he had seen through everything, but the next second he was surprised to see Lin Mo take off the watch in his left hand and throw it away.

Is it too sad and crazy?

"If I say you can see it, you will definitely see it, teacher, I will never let you down!"

Lin Mo smiled at the teacher with great confidence.

Please! Gold!

Five minutes and seven seconds!

Five minutes and six seconds!

Five minutes and five seconds!

Suddenly, a behemoth rushed up silently from the bottom of the cliff, with a streamlined body even longer than an elongated bus, with two forward-swept wings, two hair and two tails, and five apex angles showing a standard diamond pentagonal section, like an eagle showing off its fierce and fierce posture.

"That's, that's"

Professor Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he trembled and stared at the behemoth that was slowly spinning quietly suspended on the cliff.

He could clearly see that this was a huge forward-swept wing fighter.

"'Demon'!"

Professor Yan finally recognized this organism form, but how could it possibly appear here?

Such a flight attitude is completely unreasonable and very strange.

"Teacher! Read on! ”

Lin Mo nodded to Professor Yan.

Four minutes and thirty-five seconds!

The pair of main wings of the "Demon Iniquity" began to undergo wonderful changes, began to deflect rapidly, and under the action of the deformation mechanism with extremely exquisite design concept, it became a swept wing, and a earth-shaking aerodynamic change occurred.

"Variable swept wings, this is a transforming wing, it's really a 'demon'!" Professor Yan clung to the armrest of his wheelchair, the masterpiece of his closed disciple.

Unexpectedly gathered the common wisdom of domestic aviation design experts, many people thought that this was just a toy that permanently existed on the drawings, but no one ever thought that it could become real.

The advent of the finished product of the "Demon" deformed wing fighter immediately caused a sensation in the top level of the domestic aviation industry, and even an old colleague personally called to congratulate Professor Yan.

"Huh! Good! Good! ”

Professor Yan didn't go into detail about how this fighter appeared, he cared more about the fact that his disciple could achieve something, which was worthy of the amount of effort he had put into Lin Mo.

The performance and results achieved by this closed disciple had greatly exceeded his expectations for Lin Mo.

The "Demon" Transformer-Wing Fighter began to fall backwards and fall to the bottom of the cliff, no, it should have entered some kind of dive gliding state, and the aerodynamic shape changed again, and still did not make any sound.

"This, this, 'Blood Butterfly'? How could it be, it really is! ”

Professor Yan gently put his hand over his mouth in disbelief, and once again stared at the fighter jet in various flight postures in the valley below the cliff, and its aerodynamic shape had never been seen before in the world.

It was one of the heretical designs that only existed in the books and CDs that Professor Yan passed on to Lin Mo, and it was once regarded as a heresy, and Professor Yan was sure that Lin Mo had never been exposed to these before, and even if he did, it was impossible to make a finished product in a short period of time.

The design that was once suspended from research was permanently sealed, and only a few researchers, including Professor Yan, secretly kept it and passed it on to their most proud apprentices as a reference to avoid making the mistakes of the older generation.

During the flight, the "Blood Butterfly" fighter changed its appearance again, transforming into a new aircraft, and the valley below the cliff became a big stage for the fighter transformation show.

The fighter planes that should only exist on the drawings appeared vividly in Professor Yan's sight, following their unique aerodynamic rules to show their unique mobility, which completely confirmed the computer formulas in the notebooks that Professor Yan handed over to Lin Mo.

Professor Yan was completely blinded

The wonder of the front was deeply attracted, and a strange flame burned in his eyes, and he entered a state of self-forgetfulness, and even death was left behind.

At this moment, it seems that even death must be deterred.

"The 'Sea Dragon' carrier-based aircraft, the 'Poison Dove' interceptor, the 'Overlord' attack aircraft, this is the 'butcher's knife'? Xiao Mo, am I dreaming? Or is it an illusion? Or am I already in heaven? ”

Seeing the fighter plane design that only existed in his imagination and on the drawings really appeared in front of him, Professor Yan suddenly had an inexplicable sense of unreality in his heart, and even thought that he was in heaven now, but when he turned his head, he saw that his closed disciple was beside him.

The figure of the closed disciple suddenly became extremely unfathomable in Professor Yan's heart, and his whole body seemed to be full of secrets.

This, it's not like a dream.

Lin Mo said in a deep voice: "It's true, teacher! You're not dreaming. ”

Two minutes and twelve seconds!

"It's not a dream! Not a dream! ”

Professor Yan muttered in distraction, and the visual impact of this time brought him an unprecedented shock.

A breeze blew and slammed into the transparent light shield not far from the wheelchair, sliding softly past.

Two minutes and one second!

The huge fighter figure approached the top of the cliff at some point, and Professor Yan couldn't help but stretch out his thin hand.

No one could touch the golden dragon alive, except for Lin Mo, but Lin Mo did not stop Professor Yan's movements.

It seems that this rule does not mean to be broken.

The golden dragon reluctantly looked at the dragon knight's face and let this dying, bad old man, touch himself.

Hell, have the proud dragons become toys?

The cold and hard real touch reminded Professor Yan that this was not a dream, he even tapped it lightly, and there was a dangdang sound from the body, the real texture, definitely not an illusion.

"Xiao Mo, you seem to have a big secret! Teachers are not people who like to get to the bottom of things, so you can rest assured. ”

With unprecedented satisfaction, Professor Yan withdrew his hand, looked at his favorite disciple, and said kindly, "Promise me!" Is it good to protect this country? Guard it, forever! His voice suddenly became hoarse at some point, and even his breathing became a little shorter.

Tears rolled uncontrollably across his face, and the dragon knight, who was accustomed to seeing life and death and bloody killings, finally couldn't help choking, nodded vigorously, and said, "I will!" Teacher! I will protect it with my life! I swear, even the moment my heart stops beating! ”

"Good boy! What a good boy! ”

Professor Yan smiled with relief and wanted to touch his disciple's face, but unfortunately he was sitting on the wheel.

Lin Mo hurriedly knelt down and let the teacher touch his face and gently wipe away the tears.

One minute and twenty-nine seconds!

"Thank you, Xiao Mo, not everyone will be able to see such a miracle before they die! I have no regrets! Finally, sing me a song! ”

Professor Yan withdrew his hand and sat in his wheelchair safely, completely unaware that death was approaching step by step.

The drip bottle hanging in the wheelchair has bottomed out, and only the little bit in the transparent infusion tube is constantly falling.

For the teacher's last wish, how dare Lin Mo not agree.

Wiping a handful of tears, still in a half-kneeling position, he began to whisper the first military song he learned in this world.

"What is the difference between us soldiers and soldiers?"

The sonorous singing voice spread far away from the top of the mountain.

Twenty-seven seconds!

The old man closed his sleepy eyes, his breathing was still steady, but it gradually weakened irrepressibly.

Holding the teacher's hand tightly, the light healing technique was released without stopping, but it still couldn't stop the natural law that had come to an end.

Professor Yan had a serene and satisfied faint smile on his face, as if he had entered a sweet dreamland, and little by little the temperature slowly dissipated from his withered and thin body, even if the light elemental energy was constantly infused into it, it would not help.

seemed to have known that the teacher had gone west, but Lin Mo's singing still did not stop, echoing over and over again for a long time.

More than an hour later, the dragon knight pushed his wheelchair back along the stone path at the top of the mountain.

Professor Yan's apprentice, son, and other family members immediately burst into tears.

"Shhhh The teacher slept."

Lin Mo glanced at everyone, put his fingers to his mouth, and then gently gathered the blanket for the teacher.

The dragon knight's words seemed to have magical power, and the sad voice was immediately suppressed, leaving only self-suppressed sobs, and everyone's eyes were red.

The nurses and specialists of the medical team were equally saddened, they had done everything they could, but they could not stop death from taking the old man's life.

Everyone watched Lin Mo send the teacher back to the bedroom in the villa without saying a word, as if he was really asleep, gently put it on the bed, and covered the quilt for him with his own hands.

Professor Yan "slept" and seemed to never wake up again, but Lin Mo acted without anyone stopping him, and even fully understood his behavior.

Brothers, please note that there will be a double monthly pass on the 28th of this month, so please help your cousin get the monthly pass ready, and the monthly pass list will explode! (To be continued)