Chapter 165 Farewell, Number 12!

Style: Historical Author: Nakao 2Words: 2068Update Time: 24/01/12 03:26:32
"Okay, pack your bags and let's go." His eyes were fixed on Zhou Hai. After a while, Li Fu nodded, withdrew his gaze and gave the order.

To be honest, Li Fu could not completely confirm whether Zhou Hai really had no psychological problems, but he chose to believe in Zhou Hai and did not want Zhou Hai, an excellent young plant with unlimited potential, to be broken.

After receiving the instruction, Zhou Hai did not hesitate, turned around to pack his luggage, left the temporary room, followed his master straight to the base apron, and embarked on the road back to the Dancheng training base.

Outside, the sun is shining brightly, bringing warmth and dispelling the cold.

Base, apron five.

A military green JJ-6 was parked quietly among them. The fuselage reflected light and seemed to be covered with a layer of gold. The number 17 was written on the nose in white, and the number 81103 was painted on the side of the horizontal tail.

"Comrade Captain, the plane is ready, please take it!" The ground crew leader, who had been waiting for a long time, straightened his body and saluted Li Fu, who was wearing a winter coat.

"Thank you." Li Fu nodded, saluted, thanked Zhou Hai, and instructed Zhou Hai: "Give me your luggage. After checking, go to the front seat and you drive."

"yes!"

Zhou Hai nodded, handed the luggage to Li Fu, turned around and headed towards the unfamiliar No. 17 Junior Teaching Six.

The whole person conducts inspection around the fuselage, turning the hydraulic double-blade propeller. After the inspection is completed, he climbs up the front seat escalator and enters the cockpit with the same layout.

Li Fu did not check again, but went directly into the back seat and stuffed his luggage into the narrow space at the back of the cabin.

After Li Fu and Zhou Hai boarded the plane, a ground staff member removed the escalator and retreated outside the safe area, forming a line with the other four members of the ground staff team.

"Master, where is Unit 12?"

Zhou Hai observed the cockpit instruments, checked the air inlet pressure and pressure mercury column, and performed takeoff operations with his hands flying.

"Due to the bullet on the left wing, the metal components were fatigued, twisted and deformed, and the load-bearing limit was reduced. In addition, the rear seat instruments and control systems were damaged. The fuselage was in poor condition and had little repair value. It was retired early." Li Fu The voice was smooth and clear, slowly telling the future fate of the No. 12 trainer aircraft.

Retire!

Retire early!

This was the fate of trainer aircraft No. 12. To be honest, Li Fu couldn't believe that Zhou Hai could fly trainer aircraft No. 12, which was shot in the left wing, back to the Harbin Air Force Base.

In other words, the No. 12 trainer plane stretched its life and used its willpower to hold on to the base until Zhou Hai safely stepped on the ground.

The fuselage was hit in multiple places. During the attack, the fuselage made various air combat maneuvers, which caused a large overload load to act on the fuselage. After the left wing was hit, No. 12 No. 6 even started to circle. flight.

Circling flight is not a simple flying maneuver. This maneuver has strict requirements on the state of the fuselage and requires complex operations by the pilot.

"Retire early?"

After hearing these words, Zhou Hai shook his head slightly, feeling a little tight in his chest, exhaled a thick breath, and pressed the engine start button with his right hand.

Retire early, and many years later, stay quietly in the center of a theme park and narrate its history and past. This may be the fate of No. 12 No. 6 after No. 1.

"Buzz!"

The slightly unfamiliar sound of an aviation engine sounded. The piston-6 star-type nine-cylinder engine successfully started and output power, driving the hydraulic double-blade propeller at the top to rotate at high speed in the counterclockwise direction from slow to fast.

Zhou Hai looked calm, stared straight ahead, held the joystick with his right hand, and slowly pushed up the throttle with his left hand.

"Boom!" In an instant, the entire aircraft engine received more and more high-quality aviation fuel, roaring, and bursts of blue smoke came out of the exhaust hole.

strangeness.

Although the layout of this No. 17 training aircraft is the same as that of the No. 12, everything seems so strange.

"salute!"

Outside the safe area of ​​the tarmac, the ground crew leader straightened his back, raised his right hand and saluted the No. 17 trainer aircraft with a loud voice.

The other four members of the ground crew raised their hands in salute at the same time.

Zhou Hai looked at the ground support team and raised his hand in return.

"Let's go." After returning the courtesy, Li Fu gave instructions to Zhou Hai.

"yes."

Zhou Hai nodded, slowly pushed up the throttle, stepped on the rudder, and controlled the entire JJ-6 to slide out of the No. 5 apron and turn right toward the taxiway.

Soon, as they entered the taxiway of the base, Zhou Hai looked calm and skillfully turned on the airborne radio equipment, accessed the military encrypted communication channel, and contacted the Harbin Air Force Base tower: "Call the tower, request takeoff on the 17th!"

"On the 17th, the ground wind is easterly, wind speed is level 3, gust level 4, accompanied by level 3 crosswinds, field pressure is 1013, the weather is clear, you can enter runway 1, takeoff is allowed, please protect your eyes."

Soon, the voice of the base tower controller came out, reporting a series of corresponding parameters: "Have a safe journey."

"Thank you for reminding me, tower, we are preparing to take off on the 17th."

After receiving the permission to take off, Zhou Hai took a deep breath, put on the Type 07 pilot glasses that were not damaged in the attack, and controlled the Chujiao 6 to leave the taxiway and enter the No. 1 runway.

Push up the throttle with your left hand and hold the lever with your right hand.

accelerate!

accelerate!

accelerate!

The hydraulic double-blade propeller rotates at high speed, like an afterimage. The sound of the aircraft engine echoes around the runway. The anti-skid tires of the main landing gear roll, and the power provided by the engine provides the fuselage with faster and faster speeds.

Behind him, there were bursts of green smoke.

After taxiing 250 meters, the airspeed indicator was 135 kilometers per hour.

"Farewell, Number Twelve."

Seeing this, Zhou Hai pulled the lever and raised his head without hesitation, looked back at the Harbin Air Force Base behind him, and said goodbye softly in his heart.

Relying on the physical laws of aerodynamics, Chujiao Liu, as a lifting body, divides the airflow between the left and right wings to create a pressure difference, providing ample lift. After slightly raising its head and changing the angle of attack of the fuselage, it flies into the blue sky again like an eagle with spread wings. .

After flying away from the heavily guarded Harbin Air Force Base, Junior Education Six climbed to 3,000 meters, entered cruising flight status, and headed for the Dancheng training base in the north at a speed of 170 kilometers per hour.

"Zhou Hai, how did you feel when the bullet penetrated the cockpit?" After flying smoothly for a while, Li Fu suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

Zhou Hai heard Li Fu's question, thought for a moment, and responded: "Feeling? I didn't have time to feel it. It was too urgent at the time, so I couldn't care about it. Only by responding calmly can we escape danger."

"What happened next?" Li Fu nodded slightly and continued to ask.

"Later, I didn't feel anything. I was very calm. Master, I can guarantee that I have no psychological problems." Zhou Hai repeated helplessly.

"...I believe you." After hearing this, Li Fu was stunned for a moment, a little confused about whether to laugh or cry: "I mean, have you learned anything useful from this process?"