ps: The sixth update is over.
I'm too sleepy, so today's update will be postponed.
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After encountering a bird collision at ultra-low altitude, he finally made a successful emergency landing. This was something Yang Xiaolong never expected, just like the previous recovery from a tail spin at ultra-low altitude.
Today, Zhou Hai gave him too many surprises.
"No. 109, you did a great job. Please wait for rescue where you are. The emergency rescue mechanism has been activated. The rescue helicopter will arrive in 15 minutes. Please wait." The female airport controller looked serious and issued new instructions as quickly as possible.
When they learned that No. 109 had successfully landed, the people gathered in the airport control room also breathed a real sigh of relief.
After all, after an emergency landing, there is no danger again, unless someone dares to brazenly attack an active flying officer of the Air Force.
"Yes, received on the 109th."
After hearing the instructions given by the female controller, Zhou Hai responded in silence.
After saying that, he pressed the red button next to him with his right hand. The glass canopy with a hole in the top stained with blood and a solidified feather rose backwards and slowly opened.
After the cockpit cover was fully opened, Zhou Hai turned off the EZVIZ airborne avionics system and backup power supply in accordance with the operating specifications and procedures, confirmed that all security checks and parts returned to normal, then stood up and climbed out of the front cockpit, stepping on the large front edge strip. , standing on the fuselage, observing No. 109 from an external perspective.
Blood!
Everywhere you look, there are traces of solidified blood. At the damaged base of the right wing, there is still a half-wisp of gray-brown feathers fluttering in the wind. The middle section of the left wing has been affected to a certain extent, and the surface is dented due to the impact. The root of the leading edge of the single vertical tail is damaged. damage.
The surface of the fuselage was pitted and damaged everywhere, and it was extremely miserable.
However, the worst thing was that the two ws-17 'Minshan' afterburning turbofan engines caught fire and shut down due to the inhalation of pigeons.
The two engines were completely useless and were not even worth overhauling.
"Am I an expert at hitting birds?" Zhou Hai briefly glanced at his beloved eldest wife and sighed, with complicated eyes and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
Today is really a hell. I originally planned to fly solo and perform well, but now it has indeed become a "good performance". Less than an hour after obtaining the solo flight qualification, I encountered two accidents in a row, resulting in an L-15c worth tens of millions of dollars. The Falcon is nearing end-of-life status.
Overhaul?
The cost of overhauling an L-15C Falcon that is so severely damaged may reach two-thirds of the price of a new aircraft, and the cost-efficiency ratio of maintenance is too low.
Zhou Haide admitted that his fate with birds has never faded. From the time when a China Southern Airlines passenger plane was hit by wild geese, to now when he was hit by a flock of pigeons while flying solo, he seems to have really become an expert at hitting birds.
"Didi!"
At this time, the Civic with a silver-white Jicheng license plate slowly drove through the leftmost express lane, honked twice, then turned to the right, and stopped steadily after driving a few meters.
Behind, there was a continuous flow of traffic, with various vehicles slowing down and passing along the only fast lane on the right.
This section of the road belongs to the Jiqing Expressway and is adjacent to Jicheng. There are two slow lanes and one fast lane in one direction, as well as emergency lanes.
When landing, Zhou Hai intentionally veered to the right. The L-15C Falcon stopped between the emergency lane and the second slow lane, leaving the leftmost fast lane open for vehicles to pass.
In the Civic that stopped steadily ahead, the cab door opened, and a young man in fashionable clothes walked out, holding the latest Apple mobile phone in his hand, turning on the top camera, taking pictures while video chatting with his friends on the other side, describing this moment Moods and Thoughts:
"Brother, I told you, I'm definitely not joking. There is really a fighter jet in front of me. See for yourself."
"Damn it, it's really a fighter jet. Are you going to fight?"
On the other end of the video chat, a man of similar grade saw a look of shock and disbelief on his face when he saw the scarred L-15C Falcon in the picture: "Hu Quan, that pilot is coming towards you."
Looking at the behavior of this young man, Zhou Hai frowned slightly, wearing a pilot helmet and flying sunglasses, covering half of his face, jumped down from the large front edge, and headed towards Hu Quan, who was taking pictures with his iPhone. .
"Um, comrade, what's the matter?" Seeing Zhou Hai approaching in a menacing manner, the young man Hu Quan scratched his head and asked.
Zhou Hai stood directly in front, his voice cold: "Hand over your phone, no filming is allowed."
"I'm just taking pictures. Is it illegal? Everyone else is taking pictures. Comrade, you asked me to hand over my phone a little too much." Hu Quan frowned slightly when he heard this. He held up the iPhone in his hand and did not choose to turn off the camera. .
The L-15C Falcon was parked on the edge of the highway. The vehicles passing by slowly and anyone in the co-pilot position were taking pictures with their mobile phones.
So many people ignored him and asked him to hand over his phone. Why?
"I repeat for the last time, get out your cell phone and no filming is allowed." Zhou Hai's face was expressionless, but his tone was the same as before.
"You're going too far when I call you "comrade". Why should I hand over my cell phone? Who do you think you are?"
Looking at the partially covered face, the young man showed a cold look on his face. He was unceremonious and his words contained a hint of sting: "You are just a stinky soldier, and you can fly the plane like this. I would be better than you." Qiang, I’m warning you, this is a video shot in real time, please be careful if you upload it to the Internet.”
After receiving Hu Quan's answer, Zhou Hai looked calm and stopped issuing meaningless verbal warnings.
Taking a step forward, his body moved like a rabbit. The five fingers of his right hand formed into claws and clasped the young man Hu Quan's arm at an extremely fast speed. His left hand used a palm knife to attack the soft abdomen.
The force is neither light nor heavy, and it happens to make people feel pain without damaging their internal organs.
"ah!"
A scream filled with pain came out, and Hu Quan's whole body went limp. Zhou Hai effortlessly grabbed the iPhone that recorded the detailed information of the L-15C Falcon Higher Education, and performed a grappling technique from the pilot.
Hu Quan held a foreign-produced smart electronic product in his hand and photographed the most advanced L-15C Falcon advanced trainer aircraft in China at close range. He also failed to heed the warnings twice. This is an act of intentionally detecting important military secrets.
Zhou Hai has enough rights to stop and interfere.
As for three consecutive verbal warnings?
Sorry, as a soldier, he doesn't pay attention to these things. Zhou Hai prefers practical actions. Being able to seriously warn Hu Quan for the second time is already polite and conceding.
Issues involving important military secrets are never trivial.
Also, he was in a bad mood.
Strictly speaking, very bad.
"Hitting someone! Beating someone!"
In less than a second, Hu Quan was pressed to the ground, and his face touched the hot ground. After a brief daze, he realized a problem. His heart felt aggrieved, and a strong anger welled up in his heart. His body violently resisted, and he could not bear it. He kept shouting.
He was actually beaten by a stinky soldier!
