The external tricycle, identical in style to the large ones used by the 911 Aircrew Base, rushed straight onto the tarmac.
Like a dragonfly dipping into water, once, twice, thrice, it came to a stop at 40 meters, still boasting impressive landing skills.
Using the 1500-meter-long main runway for this thing seemed almost disrespectful to the runway itself.
Given the size of the tarmac, landing into the wind was just perfect.
For Chen Fei, who had already mastered jets, this level of difficulty was no different from flying a child's toy, and it wouldn't matter if he crashed; the materials could be fully repaired with Metal Shaping anyway.
"Where did this tricycle come from?"
The ground crew working on the tarmac greeted Chen Fei.
"Assembled it myself!"
