After lunch, a mi-colored green K-8 trainer aircraft was ready on the runway. It was the primary trainer model originally provided by China’s military. It uses air intakes on both sides, a lower single wing, a normal tail and front 3
Point landing gear layout, the power plant is an American Garrett TFE731-2A engine, designed by Hongdu Group and produced by Nanchang Aircraft Manufacturing Company, accounting for more than 70% of the world's total export trade, it is a mature trainer
model.
The other three groups of teaching groups have all passed the test flight of the K-8 trainer aircraft. Lin Mo's group is the last group. It is necessary for the instructors to be familiar with the habits of each pilot. If the operation is not in line with the FC-20,
It will be proposed and corrected immediately. Not every type of aircraft can support the same operation. Misoperation can easily cause mid-air disintegration or stalling.
"Grafidor, follow me first. Nolav puts on the headset and listens on the ground. It will be your turn in half an hour!"
"Yes!~"
Lieutenant Grafido and Nolav responded loudly in unison, having no objection to Lin Mo's decision.
Lieutenant Grafido climbed into the front seat first. Lin Mo held on to the fuselage and jumped into the rear cockpit with his feet. His agile movements immediately attracted applause from many people around him.
Major Huang De, Major Han Renguang and Captain Zou Han took their trainees for routine observation near the runway.
The K8 jet trainer numbered hx07 quickly climbed to an altitude of 2,000 meters. Lin Mo, who was sitting in the back seat, did nothing but watched Grafido complete all the steps from self-inspection to takeoff.
Due to maintenance of spare parts and technical issues, the flight training time of the Zambian Air Force is far less than that of the Chinese Air Force. However, Grafido's basic skills are still very solid, and he is worthy of being an outstanding seed carefully selected from the Lusaka Air Force Base.
Lin Mo nodded and said: "Okay, let's start doing some actions. I said, you do it!"
"Okay, Lin!" In order to behave better in front of the Chinese instructors, Glaphido went above and beyond today.
"The first action is 'breakturn' plus 'highyoyo!'" Lin Mo said, putting his hand on the joystick to prepare for emergencies. He never thought that he would one day be a teacher for others.
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The K-8 trainer tilted sideways, pulled up a large arc in the air, and then rushed upward, almost vertically. When it reached an altitude of 5,000 meters, it leveled off for two seconds, and then dived downwards. Grafido showed off particularly hard.
Then, the continuous high-g movements made him grit his teeth and endure the overload pressure.
"Very good, very good, hold on steady, pay attention to the fuel supply, if there is loss of feedback, immediately increase the power output, and use sprint speed to offset the changes." Lin Mo's voice was unhurried, as if he had not suffered any high overload at all.
generally.
The K-8 trainer aircraft is not a supersonic fighter. Its maximum speed is only 800 kilometers per hour. It is mainly used for training combat skills and can carry aerial guns and aerial bombs.
"Next, the first step is 'immelmanturn', followed by 'quickbarrelroll' and finally the 'scissors' maneuver. This is a combination of 'verticalrollingscissors'. "Take a deep breath and get ready to start!" Lin Mo issued another tactical move, which was a typical air combat.
The combo technique is very difficult, also known as the rising barrel roll and front knife maneuver.
Grafido's heavy breathing could be heard in the earphones, and then the K-8 trainer suddenly roared with full power. A huge noise suddenly filled the entire cockpit, and the powerful overload pressed the person on the seat.
The speed of the K-8 trainer aircraft suddenly increased by nearly one-third, and then it quickly climbed at a large elevation angle. At the same time, it turned the barrel and rolled clockwise. It almost reached speed and climbed upwards with a roar, reaching an altitude of 8,000 meters.
Not only were the people on the ground dazzled, but looking out from inside the K-8 cabin, the world was spinning. Ordinary people were completely unable to withstand such maneuvers and might even be injured. Only professional pilots dared to do such actions.
Lin Mo's face was serious, and he suddenly operated quickly with his hand, pulled up the joystick, and switched the operating mode in an instant, taking over the control of Lieutenant Grafido. The K-8 trainer aircraft was like an instant shot of chicken blood, and once again flew toward
High-altitude dashes, barrel rolls, scissor cuts, and extremely complex and bizarre tactical maneuvers make the K-8 trainer aircraft perform all kinds of incredible actions as if possessed by magic. It is like an elf in the sky and cannot be caught at all.
flight path.
Lin Mo was not unfamiliar with this combination of maneuvers. It was somewhat similar to the wind dragon's "hunting trajectory", which was to combine different aircraft postures to perform high-speed defensive maneuvers and effectively switch between defense and attack.
"Oh God, Oh God!" Grafido, who had been deprived of control, felt dizzy for a while.
He could still do one of the maneuvers Lin Mo mentioned before, but the combination was beyond his ability. In order to perform well in front of Lin, Lieutenant Grafido did not dare to say that he was not good at it.
, he was so humiliated that he bit the bullet and forced himself to fly and control the trainer aircraft according to the previous training in his memory.
However, in this kind of high maneuverability, not only the aircraft body carries a huge overload, but the human body also bears a huge overload. After Grafedo tried his best to perform the "immelmanturn" maneuver, it was no longer able to maintain the "quickbarrelroll" of the tower and was even unable to
After making a follow-up maneuver, changing speed to altitude, the aircraft was close to losing control. At this moment, Lin Mo made a decisive decision and switched operating authority, taking over from Grafido and regaining control of the aircraft.
This was just a trainer aircraft. If it were a fighter jet, Grafido simply couldn't imagine it. It wasn't that he had never flown a K-8 trainer aircraft. He was an official pilot of a MiG-21 fighter jet, but he had never imagined that he would be like this.
Just a few consecutive tactical maneuvers took up most of his physical strength. Is this the real elite in air combat? Are Chinese pilots so good?!
It was at this moment that Grafido was truly convinced of the Chinese pilot for the first time.
Sitting on his seat, Grafido breathed heavily, trying to control his heart that was about to jump out. In his ears, he heard Lin Mo's voice while driving the K-8, "Lieutenant Grafido, watch my operation.
Pay attention to the power control not to be too large. Use your body to feel every vibration of the aircraft. Feel the wind outside through the wings. Pay attention to the airflow, especially the clouds. It will tell you what the upper airflow is like now. Pay attention to the motivation.
Keep the engine at a reasonably high output, you don’t have to worry about breaking it, it’s more durable than a tank.”
The experience and skills taught by Lin Mo are completely based on his experience in the state of man-machine integration. General training textbooks cannot describe this magical driving technology. Because everyone's talent and understanding are different, even the same maneuvering skills
, each person plays it completely differently.
This guy, this guy!
Lin Mo's voice had always been very calm. It didn't sound like he was undergoing a high-intensity overload maneuver. It was transmitted to the tower, ground instructors and pilot students through the radio. Everyone didn't notice anything at first, but finally felt that something was wrong.
His expression was dull, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of disbelief. Wasn't this guy on the plane? Lin Mo's calm voice and Grafido's heavy breathing sounded like the bellows were being opened.
sharp contrast.
Regrettably, Lieutenant Grafido could not last for the full thirty minutes. Only 12 minutes later, the K-8 trainer plane carrying Lin Mo and Lieutenant Grafido rushed into the runway and switched from fast to slow.
Gliding on the ground, he turned into the runway of the exit area.
The ground station staff quickly drove the car to the side of the cockpit. Lin Mo still held the sides of the cabin as he did on the plane, and jumped out of the plane with a pommel horse movement, but Lieutenant Grafido was present.
With the help of the station staff, I climbed off the plane. My originally light-black skin seemed to have lost its color and turned pale.
Suddenly Grafido ran to the edge of the grass on one side, half-knelt on the ground, vomited, coughed, shed tears, and had runny nose.
Finally letting go of the turmoil in his stomach, Grafido gasped and suddenly came to his senses. It was so embarrassing that he, a pilot, could not bear it and vomited during the flight.
"Here, wipe it!" Several paper handkerchiefs were handed to Glaphido.
Graphidor raised his head and saw that it was Lin Mo. His face turned red and he couldn't tell it anyway, "Thank you!"
He took it and took a while to hide his embarrassment.
"Graphido, how are you!" Nolav rushed over, patted Graphido on the back, and looked at his comrade with concern.
"Much better, much better, I'm fine!"
Grafido shook his head, but did not dare to raise his head to look at his other comrades.
"How terrible! It's unimaginable."
"Does the fc-20 really need such a range? It's simply too powerful."
"Chinese pilots are really powerful. No one else can be better than Glafildo."
"Is this the strength of the Chinese Air Force? It's so powerful."
What?! Graphido raised his head in surprise. What he heard in his ears was not the ridicule of his comrades, but the lingering joy in his heart.
He saw Captain Leoca, Major Bambinon and other pilots following other Chinese instructors raising their thumbs at him, as if they were congratulating themselves on surviving the disaster.
"Are you feeling better?" Lin Mo saw that Grafedo's face looked better.
"Thank you, Lin!" He took a few hard breaths and stood up straight. It was so exciting. It was not something that could be endured by willpower alone. He still had a lot to learn.
Until this moment, Grafido still felt that his tui was shaking a little.
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