Chapter 313: Looking for a Civic racing car? (Pumpkin Alliance)

Style: Historical Author: Nakao 2Words: 2139Update Time: 24/01/12 03:26:32
ps: There is one more update, it will be a little later. The last chapter was for Dema. I forgot to mention that Dema’s leader’s debt has been paid off. It’s so easy.



problem occurs!

Something happened to this army fighter plane!

As a pilot's military wife, under the constant influence of her husband, she has been promoted from a military novice to a military expert, possessing the most basic military knowledge.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

The boy felt a force and leaned forward involuntarily, feeling a little confused.

"Beep!" Suddenly, a rapid and loud horn sounded from behind the car.

In an instant, a silver-white Civic with a streamlined body was speeding away with the horn honking. The front of the car was the most familiar original pattern. The engine sound was deep and surging, outputting abundant power.

In just two seconds, this silver-white Civic passed the Volkswagen Tiguan from the left fast lane.

"Hey, don't slow down on the highway! Female driver, do you know how to drive?!" A young man sat in the cab, extremely annoyed. His left hand clenched the top of the steering wheel, and his right hand raised his middle finger to the woman who was controlling the car and quickly slowed down. Shouting loudly.

He was on the phone just now when the Volkswagen Tiguan in front of him suddenly slowed down, catching him off guard and almost hitting him.

If you are involved in a collision, not only will you have to pay for it yourself, but you will also have to have the car repaired.

Civic!

His is the latest Civic. How can an ordinary car like the Tiguan compare? With a single step of the accelerator, not to mention surpassing the Tiguan, even the Tiguan's brother Touareg can't compare to it. It can even surpass a fighter jet taking off and taxiing.

At this moment, on the Jiqing Expressway, not only the owner of this Civic reacted violently, but as the white Tiguan continued to decelerate, many vehicles driving in the slow lane on the right side of the expressway honked loudly, conveying the message. dissatisfied.

The woman didn't pay attention. She turned the steering wheel with both hands, left the slow lane, drove into the emergency lane and stopped steadily. Her eyes stared at the swaying L-15C Falcon in the sky in front of her, with a look of worry.

She could tell that the military fighter plane was about to make an emergency landing.

"Mom, what happened to that plane?" The boy also noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know what it meant and was a little confused.

"Xiaoyuan, don't talk."

The woman comforted her son, took out the mobile phone in her pocket, and quickly dialed 110: "Hello, 110? I'm on the Jiqing Expressway..."

Before he finished speaking, the heavily damaged L-15C Falcon in the sky had already found a suitable road section for emergency landing and was approaching the Jiqing Expressway below. Various rapid sirens sounded in the cockpit. Zhou Hai pressed the lever slightly. A layer of sweat broke out on his forehead as he struggled to control his increasingly unstable body.

The altitude is 50 meters and the speed has been reduced to 150 kilometers per hour.

The left and right wings were damaged, and the body lost its original aerodynamic layout. It is lucky to be able to persist until now.

If the latest L-15C Falcon hadn't been improved, using composite materials to optimize flight performance, and even using fly-by-wire control, it would have been shot on the ground long ago.

As the altitude gradually decreased, the L-15C Falcon began to be affected by the ultra-low-altitude turbulence on the highway. Adding insult to injury, the flight attitude became more unstable and the frequency of left and right shaking increased.

This special air turbulence mainly exists around highways and is caused by every high-speed car. It is irregular and sometimes accompanied by horizontal wind shear.

With a calm and clear mind, Zhou Hai straightened his back while he was swaying from side to side. He held the pole in his right hand and gently stepped on the rudder to the left. His eyes stared at the road below through the cracks in the cockpit glass.

The road section below is flat and straight, and there are no viaducts or other obstacles above the road. The visibility is good and the traffic is sparse. There are only red trailers more than 100 meters away in the entire section of the road. It has a relatively good emergency landing section.

Moreover, Zhou Hai had no choice but to find an emergency landing site with better conditions.

Press the stick down and instinctively choose the best angle of attack for landing.

The swaying L-15C Falcon responded sluggishly. Under the backup power supply, the landing gear under the belly of the aircraft was stretched out, preparing for landing.

"Hey, brother, let me tell you, I met a female driver driving a Tiguan on the highway today. I'm not kidding about this Civic. When I step on the accelerator, even a fighter jet can't compare... I'm such a mother. !”

The young man driving the Civic held the steering wheel in his left hand and was about to brag to his friends with a phone in his hand. However, when a silver-gray fighter plane with a single vertical tail painted with the Bayi logo came into view, he was stunned and instantly confused.

The newly purchased iPhone slipped from his hand and hit his thigh.

"Hello? What?" came the friend's confused voice on the phone.

"squeak!"

The on-board braking system came into effect, and the four front and rear tires rubbed violently against the ground, leaving streaks of black rubber and a burning smell.

The young man spoke intermittently and stuttered a bit: "Fighter, fighter?!" All his eyes were focused on the L-15C Falcon heading towards the highway.

If he could turn back time, he would swear to God that he would never brag.

What's wrong with this?

A real and genuine thing appears!

The military fighter jets landed on the high-speed runway. Are they really looking for the Civic racing car like before?

"squeak!"

Just when the young man was confused, the L-15C Falcon, with its fuselage swaying and tilting, completely entered the area where the ultra-low air flow is the most intense. The left and right flaperons lost part of their aerodynamic effect, the nose of the aircraft tilted up slightly, and the main and auxiliary landing gear tires It came into contact with the surface of the highway one after another, sending out bursts of smoke.

With the cockpit glass full of cracks, the landing attitude was extremely standard.

Immediately afterwards, the aviation tires rolled clockwise, carrying the aircraft body and sliding forward.

"boom!"

At the same time, the flaps and spoilers were fully opened upwards, and the tail parachute was opened, releasing the tightly wrapped white parachute. As a dull sound came out, the blooming parachute flowers provided huge resistance.

The onboard brake was activated. Under various deceleration conditions, the L-15C Falcon successfully made an emergency landing on the Jiqing Expressway and stopped steadily after gliding for more than 100 meters.

"call……"

When the war eagle came to a stop, Zhou Hai let go of the control lever, exhaled a breath of thick air, without any hint of joy or excitement, and sent a message to the people on the other side of the encrypted channel who had been waiting for a long time: "Report to the tower, No. 121, No. 109 made a successful emergency landing."

The words are heavy and contain a hint of sadness.

After the successful emergency landing, Zhou Hai began to feel sorry for No. 109 under him.

Today is the first day that it truly forms a comrade-in-arms relationship with itself.

However, No. 109 suffered a bird strike while flying at ultra-low altitude. The left and right engines caught fire and stopped, the cockpit glass was shattered, and the aircraft body was damaged. Everything was in a terrible state.

There is no way to continue flying in this state.

"Okay, well done, No. 109!" Yang Xiaolong's words showed excitement.

In the sky, the roar of the turbofan engine resounded, and the L-15a Falcon High School with 121 white numbers painted on the nose of the aircraft hovered steadily over the emergency landing point of the Jiqing Expressway.