192: Chapter 192: Aerial Stunts, Jaw-dropping Skills

At an altitude of twenty meters, the helicopter suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

The wild wind whipped up by the rotors formed an invisible barrier in mid-air, causing the leaves on the ground to rustle loudly.

Su Han looked down through the porthole and could clearly see the crowd on the ground like ants; he could see Captain Zhou jumping in exasperation and the shocked faces of the female soldiers.

He suddenly remembered the scene of his first mission piloting an attack helicopter before he transmigrated.

Back then, he had been just like this, proving himself with a near-insane flight amidst everyone's doubts.

"Big Bear, watch closely," Su Han's voice carried a hint of a smile. "Let's show them what a 'Special Forces Soldier's ride' looks like."

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled the control stick while stepping on the left rudder.

The helicopter, hovering twenty meters in the air, suddenly began to spin at high speed like a twisted top, centered on the rotor axis!

"A 360-degree barrel roll?!" Big Bear let out a scream from the co-pilot's seat, his hands gripping the armrests tightly. "Chief Instructor! Take it easy! This aircraft's hydraulic system can't handle this kind of abuse—!"

On the ground, Captain Zhou slumped onto the grass, completely losing his temper.

Looking at the spinning black shadow in the air, he suddenly felt that his previous worries were simply an insult to the title 'Soldier King'.

Was this even flying a helicopter?

This was clearly... performing acrobatics in the sky!

The wind at thirty meters carried a tearing sensation, slamming hard against the helicopter's portholes with a dull thud.

Su Han's hand on the Cyclic Pitch Control suddenly loosened, and the fuselage instantly lost its upward lift, plunging downward like a hollowed-out block of iron!

"Ah—!"

Exclamations erupted once more from the ground. Li Xue covered her eyes in fear, Lin Yu instinctively grabbed Su Qingcheng's arm, and even the usually bold Zhang Meng couldn't help but gasp—

The speed of the descent was too fast, so fast that it made people think it would smash into the concrete ground the next second!

"Old Su!!" Captain Zhou's roar was distorted by the engine's drone. He grabbed the tactical radio nearby, his fingers turning white from the force. "Big Bear! Are you messing around in the co-pilot seat? Stabilize it, quickly!!"

Big Bear's voice came through the radio in a cracked roar: "Stabilize my ass!! This lunatic let go of the stick himself! My hands haven't even touched the co-pilot's controls yet—!!"

Inside the cockpit, the sensation of weightlessness was like an invisible hand squeezing Big Bear's heart.

He watched the numbers on the altimeter skip wildly—30 meters, 25 meters, 20 meters... Cold sweat flowed down his forehead into his eyes, stinging so much he couldn't open them.

"Chief Instructor! Pull up! Pull up quickly!!" Big Bear's roar carried a sob; he could even clearly see Monkey's pale face on the ground enlarging rapidly.

The moment the altimeter pointed to 15 meters, Su Han's wrist suddenly jerked upward!

*Vroom—!*

The engine let out a loud bang, as if squeezing the last bit of strength from its throat.

The previously falling fuselage suddenly acted as if it had been bounced by a spring, stopping its decline mid-air. It began to climb at an extremely tricky angle, the airflow from the rotors sweeping a curved wave of sand across the ground.

"Phew—!"

Everyone on the ground breathed a sigh of relief simultaneously; many felt their legs go weak and slumped directly onto the ground.

Captain Zhou wiped his face, his hand covered in cold sweat. He roared into the radio, "Big Bear! What the hell is going on?! Is this stunt flight your doing?!"

"Damn it! Captain Zhou, are you blind!" Big Bear's voice on the radio sounded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, sharp enough to pierce an eardrum. "Look at my posture right now—!"

Captain Zhou instinctively looked up. Through the porthole, he happened to see Big Bear in the co-pilot's seat: the guy was pressed tightly against the backrest, his seatbelt pulling so hard his face was deformed, and his hands were raised in the air, not touching any controls at all, looking exactly like a tourist strapped into a roller coaster.

"Did you see that?!" Big Bear's roar exploded from the radio. "If I knew this move, I would have gone to the Army Aviation Brigade to get an Ace Pilot's license long ago! Would I need to carry a machine gun in the War Eagle Squad?!"

He paused, his voice full of collapse. "That move this lunatic just did is called a 'Split-S'! It's a life-saving maneuver for special operations pilots! No one dares to try it without five hundred hours of flight experience! But him? He just took one look at the manual and dared to play around?! I suspect he's secretly hiding a pilot's license from some Air Force base!"

Captain Zhou opened his mouth but found himself speechless.

He turned to look at Bobcat beside him, only to find the guy holding binoculars, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

"Bobcat, you..."

"Captain, look!" Bobcat suddenly pointed at the sky, his voice trembling.

Captain Zhou jerked his head up—

He saw the helicopter at thirty meters suddenly tilt sideways, its fuselage almost at a 45-degree angle to the ground. Like a leaf tossed by a gale, it flew past the chain-link fence at the edge of the training field!

The rotors were less than half a meter from the top of the fence, moving so fast it looked like they would tangle in the next second!

"Side-slip flight! He's using the fence to practice evasion!" Captain Zhou's pupils constricted suddenly.

This kind of Side-slip flight was an essential skill for behind-enemy-lines infiltration, used to dodge ground radar and anti-aircraft fire. However, it required extreme control over distance—a ten-centimeter error, and the rotors could be shredded by the fence, leading to a fatal crash.

"This is fucking training! Not actual combat!!" Captain Zhou roared into the radio. "Is he insane?!"

"He's not insane! He's teaching the female soldiers how to read avionics parameters!!" Big Bear's voice came through the radio, tinged with the despair of someone who had given up. "Look at the instrument panel! He intentionally set off the radar warning receiver just now! Now he's demonstrating how to lock onto a target while evading!!"

Only then did everyone notice that the weapon racks under the helicopter's belly had turned slightly. The heads of those two simulated training missiles were accurately pointed at the target on the other end of the training field!