Li Fu exhaled a mouthful of white mist and looked at General Mao Zi and the principal who were gradually walking towards the rostrum in the center of the playground. His eyes flashed with anticipation and he said softly: "Also, for the leader and wingman, which position do you choose?"
"Captain." When Zhou Hai heard this, he looked calm and chose the former without hesitation.
In air combat, there are two attack types: single-machine autonomy and multi-machine coordination.
The former is a single aircraft, while the latter is a two-aircraft or multi-aircraft formation. Generally, a multi-aircraft formation will have two positions: lead aircraft and wingman.
The lead aircraft is the main aircraft, and the wingman is the secondary aircraft.
Generally speaking, the lead aircraft is responsible for transmitting tactical instructions to the wingman, making tactical decisions, and can actively attack enemy aircraft. The wingman is mainly responsible for covering the lead aircraft, observing the enemy's situation, assisting the lead aircraft in attacking, and is always under the unified command of the lead aircraft.
Since he can choose the lead position, Zhou Hai will naturally not be modest.
Some things can be ignored.
Some things must be fought for!
Li Fu felt Zhou Hai's confident temperament, his eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he smiled: "Okay, let's go to training first. I will ask the wingman to come to you after that."
"Yes." Zhou Hai nodded, turned and left.
…
In the playground, Russia's majestic and high-pitched military music played.
The red-faced General Maozi stood on the rostrum, looking at the Russian student pilot team below, and then at the sun hanging high in the sky. He couldn't help but smile at the principal with a 'you know' smile.
The cold could no longer hide the joy welling up in his heart.
sunny!
It was sunny for three days, cloudy for two days, and it wouldn't snow until a week later.
The principal standing next to him kept his expression unchanged, his smile undiminished, maintaining his posture and momentum, but the data report on this year's pilot cadets came to his mind, and he felt sad.
The average score of senior flight cadets this year is lower than the previous year. There are only five people with top-level flying talent, and 14 with excellent level.
How many people are there?
The principal, who was standing on the rostrum and wearing regular uniforms, glanced at the majestic and confident formation of Russian flight cadets. After a brief glance, he thought of the documents and reports he saw this morning and couldn't help but want to curse.
Damn it, a total of twenty, eight more than last year!
What is going on with these idiots? Where did they find them? !
Headache, helplessness, sadness, but there is no way.
Although, he is the principal.
It has been held for three consecutive years, and with the fourth year this year being the pilot competition between the two countries, it already has extraordinary significance.
Canceling the game is impossible.
At the most serious level, this game involves the honor between the two air forces. At the most minor level, people think you can't afford to lose and have no courage.
"I hope we won't lose too badly this year, otherwise the chief will be really angry." The principal's forehead was swollen, he had a headache, and he was smiling. The melody of Russian military music was heard in his ears, and he sighed silently in his heart.
It's a tie, this is the best level in the principal's estimation.
As for winning?
This is not realistic.
…
The sky is clear and blue, and the rising sun hangs from the dome.
"Buzz!"
The sound of propellers and aircraft engines resounded through the sky. No. 17 No. 6, No. 17, flew smoothly at an altitude of 3,000 meters and along the airspace border at a speed of 240 kilometers per hour.
On the right side of the airspace border is the yellow camouflage-painted Su-35 heavy-duty air superiority fighter No. 309. The tail end of the 117s aviation turbofan vector engine spurts out high-temperature airflow. It is flying horizontally. In the water-drop-shaped glass cockpit, it is still the same fighter. An old pilot who likes vodka and wants to have grandchildren.
Public channel.
"No. 17, I heard your voice. You must be a rookie on the No. 12 trainer aircraft. I didn't expect to fly solo so soon. I heard that the rookies in the army went to visit you, right?" the Su-35 pilot said. A cheerful voice praised.
Holding the stick with his right hand and steadying the throttle with his left hand, Zhou Hai steadily controlled the Novice 6 under him, communicated through the public channel, and responded: "Sorry, No. 309, I can't say anything about the content."
"It's okay. I'm a little envious of those rookies. I think we used to train and study every day, and go abroad to visit competitions. This is completely impossible. Their lives are quite exciting."
The Su-35 pilot smiled and said: "By the way, I heard that you lost badly last year. I hope you can come back this year. However, their group of rookies are well prepared."
"..."
Zhou Hai fell into silence after hearing this, took a deep breath, resisted the urge to turn off the onboard radio, and said in a calm and powerful voice: "We will win this game."
After learning more about the competition between the two countries' student pilots, Zhou Hai already understood how badly his side had lost last year. The scores of the pilot students on both sides were basically the same in the basic subjects of written examination, comprehensive physical fitness and personal combat.
However, in the free air combat stage, in addition to winning three single-aircraft air battles, our side has not won a single air battle in a two-aircraft formation or a multi-aircraft formation.
Maozi's twelve flight students are top-notch talents, possessing proficient air combat skills and flying experience.
However, we only have seven people with top talents who have met the training requirements and have mastered proficient air combat skills and flying experience.
Twelve to seven, this is an irreparable gap.
Moreover, after last year's competition, two outstanding student pilots were unable to withstand such a blow and suffered severe psychological trauma. As a result, they had to retire from the pilot team sadly.
As for this year, Zhou Hai couldn't help but have a headache when he recalled the Maozi flying trainee formation on the playground, which consisted of more than 20 people.
"Haha, rookie, I hope you can beat my nephew. He has also gone to your base. Let me tell you secretly, he is very powerful."
Hearing Zhou Hai's words, the Su-35 fighter pilot laughed loudly, with a hint of amusement in his voice, and said slowly: "How long have you been flying solo? Is it 20 hours? I don't think so. His flight hours and The experience is probably several times that of yours, and he has been tutored by me and professional flight instructors.”
When it comes to the highest honor, no soldier will choose to give in, even the Su-35 pilot flying fighter No. 309.
First!
For the Russian student pilot team, they are bound to win the highest honor of first place in the student pilot competition between the two countries.
Hearing these words, Zhou Hai felt helpless and turned to look at the Su-35 fighter jet that was very close at hand: "You guys are really well prepared..."
A Maozi pilot student received guidance from active Su-35 fighter pilots and professional flight instructors. The meaning contained in this sentence is enough to set off a storm.
Not only was this prepared, it was almost like cheating!
"We will still win this game." Zhou Hai took a deep breath, his eyes showed determination, his will was not shaken, and his voice was calm and powerful.
