Chapter 295: A military salute is enough.

Style: Historical Author: Nakao 2Words: 2163Update Time: 24/01/12 03:26:32
Unique flying shark!

Four J-15 'Flying Shark' fighter jets in gray and white naval standard paint showed a fierce momentum, passing at high speed and shrouded in the sun. Each wing was equipped with basic defense weapons, and subtle white airflow was drawn on the wingtips.

In the distance on the sea, the Liaoning aircraft carrier battle group, which symbolizes the navy's cutting-edge military power, sails into the wind. Dozens of ships of various types leave white waves on the sparkling sea.

On the top of the mast of the Liaoning aircraft carrier, a bright red and eye-catching August 1st military flag fluttered.

At this time, it was already 9:50 am.

This is the sea area where the incident occurred.

The scene eighteen years ago is still vivid and vaguely visible.

"Buzz!"

The scream of engines resounded all around, and four J-15 'Flying Shark' carrier-based aircraft flew towards us. Commanded by Tianyan No. 1, they passed by the formation of aircraft that maintained an orderly formation, turned around, reduced their speed, and flew to the right side of the formation. fly.

"Attention, all aircraft, turn on the radio and implement the predetermined plan." The clear and serious voice of the supreme commander of Tianyan-1 sounded, breaking the silence of the universal encrypted channel and issuing new orders.

After the order was issued, all aircraft in the Air Force's comprehensive formation turned on their radios, as did the four J-15 'Flying Shark' carrier-based aircraft that temporarily joined the formation.

Turn on the radio, slowly lower the flight altitude, and face the vast sea below.

Today, the strongest lineup of the Air Force arrived.

Today, the Navy aircraft carrier battle group arrived.

The sky is clear and blue.

The wind is calm and the blue waves are rippling.

the weather is nice today.

"Comrades, I am the captain of the Liaoning ship. On this day 18 years ago, I believe everyone knows what happened, and this is why we are here today. A US EP-3 reconnaissance aircraft flew in the southeast of Hainan Province As for the activities over the exclusive economic zone in the sea, our naval aviation force immediately dispatched two J-8 fighters to perform expulsion and interception missions, and their wingman pilot Wang Wei’s plane number is 81192.”

At this time, the voice of the Liaoning's supreme commander suddenly resounded through the universal encrypted channel and entered the ears of all air force and navy officers and soldiers:

"After many failed interceptions of Wang Wei's plane, he resolutely chose to defend national interests and airspace sovereignty and security at the cost of his life, and fulfilled his oath to pledge to the August 1st military flag when he enlisted in the army! Wang Wei, a pilot of our naval aviation force, died heroically at the age of 33. At the age of 18, he had the rank of major. Later, he was posthumously awarded the honorary title of 'Sea and Air Guard' and the First-class Hero and Model Medal by his superiors, and was approved as a revolutionary martyr."

There was silence in the general encrypted channel.

The atmosphere is dull and depressing.

The deck of the Liaoning aircraft carrier and the decks of all ships are already filled with officers and soldiers wearing white navy uniforms. Everyone performs traditional naval etiquette and silently looks at the sea ahead.

At this moment, Wang Zhuyu and others, as juniors, all fell into silence, driving the L-15C Falcon steadily underneath them, not knowing what to say.

Zhou Hai had a calm expression on his face and maintained a level flying posture. He stared at the rippling blue sea with his eyes. There was no sadness in his heart, only a heavy sense of mission.

sad?

Cry?

This is not what senior Wang Wei wants.

Visiting this sea area, Zhou Hai seemed to see the scene from eighteen years ago, a pair of angry eyes, unyielding and blood red, and the belief that even if he faced death, he would not take a step back.

Inheriting the spirit, moving forward with a heavy load, and protecting the home and country—this may be what senior Wang Wei wants to see, and it is also the core of this memorial ceremony.

"81192, these are five ordinary numbers, but the meaning behind them is extraordinary. It contains a spirit - the Chinese spirit. Wang Wei fulfilled his oath, interpreted the military duties, and told us one thing, don't forget mission, never forget the national humiliation.”

The top commander of the Liaoning ship had a low and distant voice: "Back then we only had J-7 and J-8, but now we have J-20, J-16, J-15, J-11, J-10 and other advanced fighters. This is progress. , is also powerful. I not only hope that Comrade Wang Wei will smile, but also hope that comrades will always remember the spirit conveyed by Wang Wei. Now, salute Comrade Wang Wei!"

The words echoed through the radio in the ears of all officers and soldiers.

Spirit!

This is like the soul of the army.

Today is the Memorial Day for Martyr Wang Wei. We not only pay homage to Wang Wei, but also let the officers and soldiers remember his valuable spirit.

How critical was the situation back then?

If you dare to start a war, it means that your rise will fail.

Why Wang Wei is so special is because he keeps away the prying eyes of foreign enemies.

"boom!"

In the sky, the Air Police 2000 strategic early warning aircraft responsible for leading the formation had lowered its flight altitude to three thousand meters. The smoke device temporarily installed on the tail of the aircraft was activated, emitting bursts of red smoke.

Two J-20 stealth fighters with silver-gray split paint trailed narrow yellow smoke from their tails. The Goshawk Squadron in the second row emitted blue smoke, and the Silver Snake Squadron in the third row emitted purple smoke. The four L-15C Falcons carrying the student pilots emitted green smoke symbolizing life.

Four J-15 'Flying Shark' carrier-based aircraft painted by Hainan Airlines emitted dazzling orange smoke.

Fourteen fighter planes of various types from the Air Force and four fighter planes from Hainan Airlines, led by Air Police 2000, hovered steadily over the sea area.

In an instant, the blue sky suddenly changed, and strips of smoke of various colors gathered together to form beautiful colorful colors, like blooming flowers, lingering three thousand meters in the air.

This is a ritual that belongs only to the proud man of heaven.

"Buzz!"

In the distance, the Liaoning aircraft carrier battle group sounded their horns to show respect, and naval officers and soldiers in white uniforms paid military salutes to the sea ahead.

There is no sadness as imagined, only strong hope and vitality.

Sad?

The heroic spirit Wang Wei staying above this sea area may not want to see it.

Soldiers only need a common and all-inclusive military salute.

April 1st of this year is of great significance to the four student pilots from Shicheng Flying Academy. For the first time, they experienced a different place and learned the spirit passed down by their predecessors.

This triennial memorial ceremony quickly came to an end at the place where the heroic spirits rested in the South China Sea.

But this is not the end, but a new beginning.

When Martyr Wang Wei saw the motherland's dazzling array of advanced fighter jets, he might have smiled and slowly raised his right hand in a military salute.



After this highly confidential ceremony ended, the two J-20 stealth fighters broke away from the formation, climbed and flew, trailing blue tail flames, swept towards the northern sky amidst the surging sound of their turbofan engines, and disappeared.

The four J-15 'Flying Shark' carrier-based aircraft turned around and returned to perform air patrol missions, while the Liaoning aircraft carrier battle group turned south and continued to perform due training missions.

The Air Police 2000 strategic early warning aircraft was like a nanny, carrying twelve fighter planes from the Goshawk Squadron, Silver Snake Squadron and Young Eagle Squadron, climbing to an altitude of 10,000 meters and returning to the Quzhou base at a slow standard cruising speed.