The two fighters climbed rapidly. For fighter jets, their rate of climb was naturally much faster than that of civilian aircraft.
Moreover, the training area they were headed for would not be near the capital. Come on—the airspace around the capital was practically filled with civilian flights. There was no way any spare area could be allocated for Air Force training.
They needed to fly roughly five hundred kilometers northwest, into Xilin Gol League in Inner Mongolia, where an area had been designated for Air Force training.
There was also a small Military Airport specifically used for training takeoffs. Though it was called small, it posed no problem for launching fighter jets, even Yun-20s.
It was just that it had fewer hangars and fewer fighter jets permanently stationed there.
This place was mainly used for transfers and as a temporary parking site for rookie fighter pilots.
If Jiang Yan Hai and the others needed to refuel after completing part of their training, they would need to land here. Or they could conduct aerial refueling training directly.
"Gyrfalcon, can you tell me how you train?" Lu Xiaoran asked curiously during the flight.
"In my head." Jiang Yan Hai smiled and made a joke.
Lu Xiaoran: "..."
"Then do you have any methods to train and improve physical fitness and G-force tolerance?" Lu Xiaoran asked again.
Jiang Yan Hai paused. To be honest, Lu Xiaoran's personality and mental state made her exceptionally suited to becoming an outstanding pilot, but what held her back was her body.
She possessed the delicacy and attentiveness unique to women, but she also had the comparatively weaker physique of a woman. If she could make up for that weakness, she would absolutely achieve something remarkable in the field of fighter aviation.
"Albatross, let me ask you a