Feng Yuanxing's Request for Help

"Xiao Tang, judging by your performance, did you undergo specialized training?" the leader asked.

"Yes, when I used to play with model aircraft, I practiced specifically for it, and later, I spent a long time playing flight simulators on the computer," Tang Rui immediately replied.

"Do you want to become a pilot?"

"Well... I did consider it initially, but I didn't pass the physical exam. Now, I don't really mind anymore; being able to fly drones is good enough."

Tang Rui wasn't nearsighted, nor did he have any physical scars; it was purely his weak constitution that didn't meet the standards.

After hearing this, the leader simply smiled and didn't say anything.

Tang Rui didn't say anything more either.

He continued to manipulate the joystick, performing consecutive rolls.

Rolling was never easy.

A slight movement of the joystick, and the plane would roll over.