At that moment, the passengers seated by the windows all looked outside. They soon saw three fighter jets escorting their airliner on each side!
Somewhere in the airport, enthusiastic applause and cheers suddenly erupted.
When they spotted a massive base in the Gobi Desert below, everyone stared at it curiously. The plane did not forbid them from taking pictures, and quite a few people began snapping photos.
But it was nighttime, and they were only landing on the runway. Many of the lights in the base were off, and nothing could be seen in the distance.
They were still far from the main buildings. The military's fuel trucks and other vehicles drove directly over to refuel them.
Since they were not allowed to leave the plane, they could not see what was happening beneath it. Everyone could only remain in their seats, chatting excitedly. Landing at a military base was a first for them.
The whole process was quite fast. About half an hour later, the plane had been refueled. It then turned around beside the runway, lined up again, and soon took to the skies once more.
After they had flown far away, three J20 fighters in air force paint schemes landed neatly on the runway. There had been ten fighters in total just now. Jiang Yan Hai had shot down three himself. Although the last one had seemed like a kill he had scooped up, his missile had brought it down anyway, so it could only be counted as his.
Of the remaining seven, Peregrine Falcon had taken two, Magpie had taken one, and the other four had been split among the remaining fighters. This round had given quite a few domestic pilots a taste of what real combat was.
Surely, they would all undergo considerable growth after