Chapter 190 Sixth Master, go well! (For the Xinmeng to be bright and beautiful
From a height of 10,000 meters to a medium-low altitude of 2,000 meters, Qi Hong was confident that he had ruled this airspace. He had regained his former glory moment and was filled with passion.
This is the second division, and the Nan Batian!
"Teacher! You were shot down!Teacher!!!"
Fang Chenghe's voice suddenly rose, and the radio was quiet.
"What the hell is that!"
A aircraft with a strange appearance with a gray, low-visual coating all over the body rushed over from behind Qi Hong, and its speed reached 1,400 kilometers per hour. The nose of the aircraft attracted several huge Arabic numerals 95533.
His abdomen was hung with a simulated air combat confrontation system, and he almost flew over the double vertical tail oblique end of Qi Hong's fighter No. 01 fighter. The strong airflow brought by Qi Hong almost failed to hold the operating lever!
"You are the Red Army Cave! You have been shot down! Repeat, you have been shot down!" The ground operator repeatedly reminded Qi Hong, and he could hear that the ground terminal operator was also shocked.
It turned out to be a J-6 Plas fighter!
The Su Liangqin of the Red Army were all stunned. They saw with their own eyes that the No. 95533 J-6 Plas came out from behind the mountain and caught up with the No. 01 su-27ubk, which was three thousand meters high at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, from behind.
Shoot down the unprepared Qi Hong.
The simulated air combat confrontation system faithfully recorded the information that the continuous signal was received by the pod carried by No. 01 su-27ubk, and was judged 100% as shot down.
"J-6?"
Qi Hong finally realized, and then saw the J-6 flying without reducing speed, turning left and right, turning, then rolling the barrel and turning again. In the Red Army formation, it was like a spirit monkey returning to the forest, when you thought it was impossible
It always appears unexpectedly in the most suitable position for him.
You can't imagine what it means to pull smoke on the heads of a group of third-generation aircraft that were born over thirty years ago!
A curved and intertwined red smoke was like a ribbon in the hands of a dancer and continued to spread in the Red Army's group. No one could stop all this from happening. Perhaps when the other party was less than ten meters above your head or belly.
When you pass by the high speed, you will feel a strong sense of powerlessness and you will be helpless.
Everyone was scared. The third-generation Red Army aircraft were more like a group of little kids who went to the river to play with water. After being caught by the old grandfather, they waved the thin willow branches in their hands and chased and whipped them, except for howling and wailing.
I cried and had no other thoughts.
All the Red Army fighters maintained their flight posture, including Qi Hong. They were like students who did something wrong, quietly accepting the roar and scolding of their husbands. They lined up slowly at the 95533 J-6 Plass
The left and right wings are neatly lined up, just like the most loyal and brave warrior in the world being inspected by the veteran general.
Liu Xiao was shot down at a high altitude at this time. He opened the reconnaissance pod to record the air combat scenes according to his opportunity, and completely captured the entire process of the appearance of the No. 95533 J-6 Plass until now.
The Red Army pilots saluted the attention of the 95533 J-6 Plass. They knew that when this fighter jet that represented the Chinese Air Force for half a century took off, they had lost all the battle, and the J-6 Plass
Win all.
No matter how powerful the enemy is, it is impossible for a nation that dares to fight all its strength to do its best!
The 95533 J-6 Plas accelerated its dive, dived towards the mountain, and then fired its cannons, hitting all the cannons on the mountain, indicating that he was finally going to get rid of his armor and return to the field. He exhausted all the blue sky to guard the motherland.
, to the end of his life.
He returned with a staggering pace, and all the Red Army fighters followed him into an escort formation, guarding him firmly in the middle, just like escorting a veteran who returned from war, and like welcoming the martyrs who have been buried in the bones for many years.
We are an invincible force!
When Li Zhan drove the 95533 J-6 Plas to the ground, everyone on the ground burst into tears. What they saw was not an old body, but the Great Steel Wall of the motherland sky made by countless predecessors and martyrs in the past half century.
What I saw was the courage of countless senior martyrs to protect the peace of the motherland and use simple weapons and equipment to resist the voyeurists!
Fifteen Su-27 fighters were opened at low altitude in sequence, paying their highest respect to the J-6 Plas. The whole row of J-6 fighters that were habitually forgotten once again ushered in the most glorious moment in their lives.
Finally, I can smile and rest.
Master Liu, go!
Li Zhan stood on the edge of the runway, with a flying helmet in his arms, took off his white labor protection gloves, and saluted the No. 95533 J-6 Plas towed by the tractor. The double-engineered ship was scrapped, and it took more than ten minutes.
During the high-intensity use, during a continuous high-speed flight of more than ten minutes, No. 95533, which had been in service for 30 years, finally exhausted its last trace of strength.
But he was satisfied. Before he retired from active service and left this glorious group, he left an eternal fighting spirit!
Li Zhan walked, crossed the grass and crossed the taxiway, watching the No. 95533 J-6 Plass being dragged directly into the warehouse, witnessing the half-century miserable and glorious era coming to an end.
Looking at Li Zhan in the flying area, on the main tower, Deputy Minister Liang sighed deeply, "He was born to lead troops, and all his subordinates were killed, so he would never survive."
"Maybe he never thought about doing something for his subordinates. He just thought that even if he had only a piece of scrap iron that could fly, he would rush towards the enemy. Chief, the most important thing he brought to the 101st Regiment was the blood of the soldiers.
The fighting spirit of looking at death." Xue Xiangdong's lips were trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears.
Deputy Minister Liang closed his eyes slightly and wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, "Yes, the equipment is getting better every year, but the blood is getting less and less. The troops are training in a formal manner, the troops are disciplined scattered, and the officers and soldiers
The lack of preparation for war has reached a point where it has to be more important!"
"Chief, it's exaggerated." Chen Hualin was startled and said quickly, "Overall, it's still good. Look, isn't Li Zhan a good example? You used to say that a good soldier can influence a large number of soldiers.
But a bad soldier cannot affect the troops. I agree with this view very much."
Deputy Minister Liang was moved and it was difficult to take back his emotions at once. He said in a deep voice, "Soldiers are a special profession, and Chinese soldiers need to be dedicated. Some people keep silent and just keep talking about money, while some people think about it every day.
It’s his own official hat, and some people always want to take advantage of the public. Do the troops still have combat effectiveness in this way for a long time? How can the troops fight? They will collapse without others fighting themselves!"
He looked at Li Zhan who was slowly walking towards the tower. On the runway behind Li Zhan, the Red Army fighter planes were landing one after another, indicating that the air combat competition was over.
"Li Zhan, who is like a person who is free from low-level fun, regards money as dirt, and is dedicated to building a strong People's Air Force, there are fewer and fewer soldiers. Sometimes I really hope there will be one hundred and ten thousand and ten thousand, if I can To achieve this, our People's Air Force stands tall among the world's powerful air force just around the corner!”
Xue Xiangdong's tragic mood was perfectly destroyed by Deputy Minister Liang's words. He secretly continued in his heart: If there were 10,100,000 him, our Air Force's military expenditure would not be enough to pay them the lever! He was still out of the low-level interest Is it someone who is like dirt? Even if you use a cannon to thrust me, I don’t believe it! I even suspect that the guy secretly drove the J-6 Plas to go up to avoid the opportunity to earn lever fees!
It's just a nonsensical suspicion. At this moment, Li Zhan would never be able to calculate those small accounts. Seeing his soldiers being shot down one by one, even Chen Hualin and Xue Xiangdong had the urge to rush out to fly the plane and fight, not to mention Li Zhan.
He brought the Mad Devil Team and taught them step by step. To a certain extent, those are his students! How could a teacher see his students being shot down one by one and remain indifferent!
The convertible commuter car rushed from the apron along the parallel highway. Li Zhan stood by the road because he saw Qi Hong and Fang Chenghe sitting in the car.
The car stopped and Li Zhan saluted them.
Qi Hong jumped out of the car and walked over, walked until Li Zhan before returning the gift. Li Zhan put down his hand.
Looking at Li Zhan, Qi Hong said, "Li Zhan, I have to admit that I did something stupid. If there is a chance in the future, I still hope that you can return to the Second Division, where your home is there."
Still not giving up, but he finally admitted his mistake in person.
Li Zhan said, "Report to the leader, revolutionary soldiers are bricks wherever they need to move!"
Qi Hong had nothing to be wrong with the formulaic answer, and he was responsible for what he did. He also told Li Zhan about this.
Qi Hong turned around and Fang Chenghe came over, showing the old father's smile, patted Li Zhan on the shoulder heavily, and there were tears in his eyes. He said, "Good, the soldiers brought by Liu Fengzi are all good. !I'll give you a message, someone has visited Liu Guisong for you, so you can do training with peace of mind."
"My senior sister?" Li Zhan was stunned.
Every year during the Qingming Festival, I would go to visit Liu Guisong's tomb, but this year's training task forced Li Zhan to stay away from the station, so he failed to make a trip.
Fang Chenghe nodded slightly, "It's her. Sometimes she will contact you to worship again, so that you don't feel distracted."
"I understand." Li Zhan lowered his head.
"Don't let your head down, your soldiers are watching over there." Fang Chenghe said.
Li Zhan waved his head and looked over, and the Mad Devils Team on the tarmac were waiting in line.
"The training in two weeks is over. I'm going to be over. I'm going to go back to Dongku today. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see you again next." Fang Chenghe sighed softly, "Tell you good news in advance. The Su Liangqi, which was eliminated by the Second Division, will be handed over by the Su Liangqi, who was eliminated by the Second Division. For you, you can retire the Sixth Master.”
"Really?" Li Zhan was extremely surprised and threw everything else behind him.
Nodding slightly, Fang Chenghe said, "Teacher Qi has a lot of energy, his words work very well, and he basically didn't run away what he promised."
Li Zhan asked quickly, "When will it be in place? If you ask me, don't drive back, just stay here."
His attention is not at all about whether the energy of Teacher Qi is great, but when can he be turned on the third-generation machine? No matter how old or bad it is, it is still a third-generation machine, and it is also a crushing second-generation machine!
Surprisingly, Fang Chenghe actually pondered for a moment and said, "You can consider it, I will tell you something for you."