To Tong Yuan?
This student pilot was not selected into the Young Eagle Squadron at the beginning, and his qualifications were not good. His comprehensive performance ranked fifth in the crash course, barely above average, but his character and personality were average.
As for the remaining students in the crash course, they are still unable to meet the conditions and qualifications for being assigned to the J-10C, so they should go to the third-generation aircraft unit to train honestly.
Who will this quota be given to?
The director stood under the eaves, smiling and saying nothing, looking at the rainy world in front of him with a pair of bright eyes.
This year's Skyhawk military exercise gave him a different kind of surprise. In addition, there was also a group of high-quality top trainees who would be injected into the troops as fresh blood to enhance combat effectiveness.
This is a good thing.
A good thing that every aviation person would like to see.
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It was evening, and the sky in the north was still hot and dry. The sun was setting in the distance, and its brilliant red color reflected half of the sky.
"Buzz!"
The scream of the turbofan engine slowly and loudly sounded from far to near. The six war eagles were bathed in the red clouds of the sky, like birds returning to their nests, giving them a peaceful and tranquil beauty.
The No. 1 Squadron, which is responsible for the combat mission of the Blue Army Headquarters, after a short half-day of adjustment and rest, and enjoying a feast from the veteran pilots at the Quzhou base, bid farewell to the veteran pilots who wrote inspections and tactical analysis, and once again crossed the distance of thousands of kilometers. On the way, we headed straight to Shiyuan Airport, which is like home.
The meal at the Quzhou base is delicious enough, and the chicken legs belonging to Lao Fei are even more delicious. By the way, you can also watch the J-10a Raptor taking off and landing, and admire Lao Fei with a gloomy face as he is being trained.
Even so, for Zhou Hai's six student pilots, the Quzhou base was still no match for Shiyuan.
Shiyuan is the home of student pilots.
Shiyuan Airport, located in the prosperous Shicheng District, comes into view. The ground and apron area are crowded with people, waiting quietly, with pairs of eyes looking towards the sky full of brilliant red clouds, focusing on the six war eagles.
"Attention all aircraft, we are about to approach the site and land in a two-plane formation."
Zhou Hai held the joystick and looked towards the straight and slender main take-off runway of the airport in front. He gave a prompt to everyone in the radio channel, and then sent a landing request to Shiyuan Airport: "Call the tower, the First Squadron requests a landing."
"Received on the 2nd."
"Received on the 3rd."
"Received on the 5th."
In the encrypted channel, the sonorous and powerful replies of the five elite class students rang out one by one.
"The tower received it, and the No. 1 Squadron has given permission to land. The ground wind is northwest, wind speed level 3, no gusts, no crosswinds, and the field pressure is 1015."
Airport tower controller Lin Ying stood at the position, with his back straight and a pair of bright eyes looking at the sky, staring at the six war eagles returning against the sunset. He held the intercom in his hand and said in a serious voice: "Welcome home, everyone. Heroes, congratulations on your successful victory and honor."
The words were clear and gentle, and warm to the heart, without any change.
This sound is still a unique and beautiful scenery of Shiyuan Airport.
After being given ground flight parameters and permission to take off, Lin Ying stood in a military posture, silently watching the Falcon fleet, and slowly raised his right hand in a military salute.
military salute!
Between soldiers, only a military salute is needed to express everything.
The First Squadron, which has been able to turn the tide after running thousands of miles, deserves to be called a 'hero' and deserves a military salute containing respect.
"The First Squadron has received it and is preparing to land." Zhou Hai responded.
After obtaining the landing permission from the tower, six Falcons quickly lowered their heads towards the main and secondary runways of the airport and landed in a two-plane formation under the watchful eyes of many people on the ground at Shicheng Flying Institute.
The War Eagle's attitude was stable, its speed was reduced, its two turbofan engines were in a low-thrust state, and its left and right main wings cut through the air.
"squeak!"
The main and auxiliary landing gear slowly protruded from the underside of the aircraft's belly, and the nose of the aircraft was raised slightly. The high-performance aviation tires violently rubbed against the concrete surface of the airport's main runway, emitting bursts of smoke. After a slight bump in the aircraft's body, it landed safely.
After a successful landing, the aircraft left the main and auxiliary runways in an orderly manner. Under the guidance of the ground staff holding red and yellow flags, it slowly slid into the corresponding shed parking space and stopped steadily.
Immediately afterwards, a total of five ground crews quickly surrounded the six Warhawks and built boarding ladders.
"Buzz!"
The sound of the ws-17'Minshan' aviation turbofan engine gradually weakened and shut down normally, and the transparent glass canopy slowly opened.
Outside the taxiway directly in front of the airport apron, all officers and soldiers belonging to the Red Army Base No. 1 participating troops formed a standard formation.
In front of the team, stood Xu Jian, the top commander and battalion captain of Base No. 1, who had received a box lunch at the beginning of the military exercise. On the right was deputy battalion commander Lei Qiang. In the second row were more than 20 flight instructors headed by Yang Xiaolong and Liu Xin. , the third platoon is the Skyhawk flight students participating in the exercise, and the fourth platoon is composed of maintenance troops and guard troops.
"Everyone assemble!"
After Zhou Hai got off the plane, he held a pilot's helmet in his hand and ran away from the parking lot. His face was serious and solemn. As the captain of the first squadron of the Red Army, he issued a gathering order to the remaining five people.
In an instant, Wang Zhuyu, Bai Tangfei, Tong Yuan, Zhao Yingping, and Wu Cheng, who had just gotten off the plane, ran over and lined up in front of Zhou Hai as quickly as possible.
Each person held a pilot's helmet in his left hand and wore black sunglasses. He raised his head slightly, puffed out his chest, and stood in the most standard military posture.
"Take a break and stand at attention!"
Zhou Hai looked solemn, looked at everyone with his eyes, and shouted loudly.
"Ta!" The five people gathered in line without any hesitation, and their bodies instinctively made movements repeated thousands of times.
Take a break and stand at attention.
Two basic movements form an integral part throughout a soldier's career.
He held his head high and his chest high, his brows like swords.
Each person is like a sword that has been tempered for thousands of times, with a powerful momentum.
"Reporting to the commander, the first squadron has completed the combat mission. Eight people were supposed to be present, but six were actually present. The assembly is complete. Please give instructions!"
Zhou Hai held the pilot's helmet in his left hand, turned around, looked at all the officers and soldiers standing quietly, raised his right hand to Xu Jian, his voice was sonorous and powerful, loud and upright, full of momentum.
The red clouds were falling in the distance, and six shadows stretched diagonally.
The breeze blows gently.
"Please rest!"
Xu Jian, who stood at the front of the team, carefully scanned everyone's faces, nodded slightly, his eyes filled with relief, and finally stared at Zhou Hai, raised his hand in return, and issued an order.
"Take a break!"
Zhou Hai conveyed the order to all the members of the First Squadron. After everyone made a rest movement, he folded his hands and trotted to stand at the front of the team, waiting to speak.
"All of you, salute the six heroes!"
A deep and powerful high-pitched shout, like thunder, resounded across the open space on the apron.
"Uh-huh!"
At this moment, the 'killed' participating troops lined up to maintain their military posture and raised their right hands in order.
