From the late 19th century through the hundred years of the last century, this country had endured far too many disasters. Yet there had also been countless unsung heroes who disregarded the danger to their own lives and gave their lives for the strength of this country.
It was precisely because of countless heroic martyrs like them that China existed as it did today!
But China today was no less lacking in such heroes. Heroes would always exist!
"We can't make that decision." After a long silence, Academician Yang shook his head slightly.
"I'll apply personally. I'm the most suitable candidate. My physical fitness, including my reaction ability under high G-loads—if there's anyone better than me who also understands fighter jet design and so on, I can let him go instead," Jiang Yan Hai said with a smile.
The others were somewhat speechless. Did he think anyone could design a fighter jet just because they wanted to fly one?
On that point, all they could feel was admiration.
The old professors could not decide this matter either. After all, Jiang Yan Hai truly was different from everyone else. However, what even Jiang Yan Hai had not expected was that on the very night after he finished speaking with the professors, an Old Commander arrived at the base.
He was of the same rank as Principal Zheng, the kind with three gold stars.
The Old Commander stood before everyone, with Academician Yang and the other old professors all present.
"Kid, have you made up your mind? This is very dangerous," the Old Commander asked Jiang Yan Hai seriously.
"Commander, if all those martyrs and unsung heroes had thought about such things when they made their sacrifices, we wouldn't be where we are today," Jiang Yan Hai said with a smile.
"Good!