An actual combat experience, the things learned and learned in that real environment, are far more than hundreds of mental simulations.
No matter how much it is simulated, it lacks a trace of reality.
Of course, Zhou Hai had to admit that he seemed to have been cursed by flying solo.
During the day, I flew alone on the J-10s in the morning and it was fine. It was a safe journey.
As a result, the J-10d flew to Taicheng Base in the north and came back at night. We encountered our own strategic-level scientists who were attacked and received a mission to provide support.
The J-10d 'Fire Dragon' left the main runway, crossed the taxiway at a speed of thirty kilometers per hour, came to the access road, and headed for the brightly lit No. 2 cave hangar.
In the hangar, stood a group of personnel and base commander Yang Tianming.
Ground crew members belonging to the 2nd Maintenance Squadron, holding flags, are responsible for guidance and give flags to indicate stopping in the take-off section.
Zhou Hai nodded in understanding, and after the J-10d slid into the hangar, it stopped steadily in the take-off section.
"Turn off the engine, turn off the fuel supply system, turn off the avionics system, and open the canopy." Simultaneously stepping on the left and right rudders, Zhou Hai read out a series of instructions in standard and fluent Mandarin.
Voice control, the best partner for lazy people.
Following the instruction, the highly intelligent internal program of the airborne avionics system shuts down the engine and fuel supply system in sequence. After the self-check is completed, the avionics system is shut down and the drop-shaped glass canopy is opened.
Picking up the tactical backpack, leaving the cockpit, and climbing down the boarding ladder, Zhou Hai took off the sharp-eyed head sight that reflected the light, came to Yang Tianming, raised his hand and saluted: "Report to the commander, pilot Zhou Hai completed his first solo flight. Field flight mission, please give instructions!”
The first solo flight has a beginning and an end.
Taking off is the beginning of dancing with death, and landing is the end of saying goodbye to death and preparing for the next takeoff.
It's a cycle, an eternity for pilots, until it ends.
"Perfect performance on the solo mission, welcome home, come with me." Yang Tianming stared at Zhou Hai, with a hint of relief in his eyes, nodded, turned and walked out of the hangar.
Zhou Hai picked up his backpack, followed closely, and left the hangar together.
After the two people left, the ground crew who were carrying out logistics support and maintenance around the No. 012 J-10d smelled a faint smell of gunpowder smoke and were slightly confused. Then they found the remaining traces of cannon fire. They suddenly widened their eyes and looked at the squadron leader. Liu Honglin shouted: "Squadron Captain, there are signs of machine gun fire. Immortal Banban, is Captain Zhou going to fight?!"
Fire?
This situation made the surrounding air feel solemn.
"Pay attention to discipline and do your job well. Don't worry about this. Don't ask random questions. Check the number of remaining shells and disassemble the missiles." Liu Honglin frowned and glanced at the firing marks of the airborne double-barreled cannon. He was slightly confused and said seriously. .
Before takeoff, there seemed to be no actual combat training missions?
Every time the Pengcheng base carries out a long-distance solo flight mission, it is required to carry basic self-defense weapons.
The aircraft cannon is fully loaded with two PL-8B or two PL-10. If the combat readiness level is not improved, the PL-8B is usually mounted.
Everyone nodded silently, drove the tractor to pull the J-10d into the parking space, and then started logistical support and maintenance.
Outside the hangar.
"How's it going? Zhou Hai, do you have any psychological problems? The Western Theater Command Center just called and the commander praised you by name. Your performance in combat tasks was outstanding and the process was perfect." Yang Tianming walked neither fast nor slow, as if strolling, towards Zhou Hai Concerned.
Zhou Hai understood the meaning, shook his head and replied: "Killing the enemy is a soldier's job, there is no psychological burden."
In this sudden combat mission, a total of seven enemies were eliminated. It is normal for the superiors to be concerned and worried, and they are afraid of the psychological burden caused by it.
Normally, there may be problems when killing an individual, let alone killing seven enemies at once, which is still a situation where there are no whole corpses.
Well, it seems that it also brings a little barbecue feeling?
"This is a good idea. If you have any questions or thoughts, just say them. Don't keep them in your heart."
Hearing Zhou Hai's answer, Yang Tianming felt even more pleased. He patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "We will conduct aerial refueling training tomorrow. Are there any problems?"
"No, I'm always ready." Zhou Hai said seriously.
Yang Tianming heard this and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go back and rest first. It's getting late. I think your superiors will give you a reward. However, since this mission is a level two top secret, the reward content will not be officially disclosed and is strictly prohibited from being leaked. ,Understand?"
"clear."
Zhou Hai responded with a serious look on his face, then said goodbye to Yang Tianming and walked along the quiet base path towards the living area.
It's late at night.
The bright moon hangs high and the stars shine brightly.
The heat of the day has disappeared, and the surrounding environment is cool and comfortable.
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Pearl of the Orient, Youyuan Teahouse, and private rooms in Ningyun Pavilion.
"Boss, the attack on target No. 2 failed. There were serious flaws in the internal intelligence. According to satellite images, the target had a special information transmission device. At the 48th second of the attack, the target received support from a fighter jet. Our team All killed."
A blond woman wearing a classic urban secretary outfit with a solemn face and a document in her hand walked into the private room of Ningyun Pavilion and said to the white-skinned man who was studying the document carefully.
"clatter!"
The exquisitely crafted pen accidentally fell onto the dignified table.
"Fighters...is today April Fool's Day? How can target No. 2 have the protection of a fighter jet?!!"
The white-skinned man was dumbfounded. His body felt like it was struck by lightning. He froze on the spot. His eyes showed an unbelievable color. He originally thought he would hear good news that the target had been eliminated, but he didn't expect it to be this purely bad news. He couldn't help but roar. .
The protection intensity of the target belongs to the Chinese standard red level. Short-distance travel is protected by a team of eight people 24 hours a day. The number of personnel for long-distance travel is doubled. They are all special forces, well-equipped and equipped with live ammunition.
If contact is lost within 10 minutes, the standard red emergency plan will be activated.
The white-skinned man was simply stunned when he learned from insiders that the target had such protection and level. This was more powerful than the leaders of many small and medium-sized countries.
The target has a potential special information device, which is understandable and a life-saving means, although I don't know what it is.
However, 48 seconds after launching the attack, what the hell is a fighter jet coming to support?
This is a fighter jet!
After waiting for a whole year, I finally seized the opportunity to travel to the target for a short distance, but it ended with the entire action team being wiped out!
The blond woman continued: "A thorough investigation has begun around target No. 2. The insider will be lurking for a long time and no news will be delivered within three years. Boss, what should we do?"
"What to do? How do I know what to do?"
