After the mission had been explained, they were given another look at the mission cards before being sent out.
When the three of them arrived beside the three J20s, Jiang Yan Hai saw that the ground crew had already painted six stars beneath the side of his fighter's cockpit.
The two pilots walking over with Jiang Yan Hai naturally saw it as well. They were envious, but they were veteran pilots. They understood why Haidongqing had been sent over: this mission had to be flawless.
Jiang Yan Hai more or less understood too. They had specifically mentioned a civilian airliner returning from Africa for this escort mission. That likely meant the twelve people he had sent over last time were on board.
There might also be information about the special mineral mentioned in the report they had obtained earlier—the one Agent Who Am I had tried to seize years ago.
Whatever it was, Jiang Yan Hai knew what it meant for them to send him out this time.
And they had dispatched three J20s right away. Even without having Er Dan link into the three J20s' electronic systems, Jiang Yan Hai knew these were probably the same model of J20 he had flown before, only with upgraded engines.
Ordinary people would have found it difficult to distinguish the subtle differences in appearance, but those differences were enough for Jiang Yan Hai to identify them at a glance.
The six stars gleamed beneath Jiang Yan Hai's cockpit. Honestly, their presence here was, in another sense, a form of deterrence.
It was like getting into a conflict with someone at an internet cafe and arranging a fight. Just as you were about to throw down, a military ID suddenly fell out of the other guy's pocket, identifying him as part of some