military salute!
Between soldiers, there is no need to say anything, just a standard military salute.
Su Peng, standing in a military posture, raised his right hand, his eyes like torches seemed to be burning slowly, firm and persistent, his whole person had a calm aura, showing a hint of domineering, showing the demeanor of a top pilot with a golden helmet.
"I hope you will have a smile on your face, Senior Wang Wei, we must overcome all obstacles and move forward bravely." Zhou Hai's face was calm, he stood in a military posture, his eyes were like fire, and he stared at the blue sky in the distance. He raised his right hand and held his five fingers together.
No sadness, no sadness, just remember the pain and the past.
This special and extraordinary group of numbers 81192 is solemn and great, glorious and dazzling. It embodies the spirit passed down by countless martyrs who founded the country - when facing a strong enemy, even if it means death, never take a step back!
Zhou Hai showed great respect to Wang Wei, who also had the status of genius.
If his father Zhou Pingyuan taught him how to be a human being; his master Li Fu taught him how to fly; his girlfriend Zuo Xue taught him what love and warmth are; then senior Wang Wei, who shed blood in the sky, taught him how to be a human being. A soldier gives faith and spirit!
As a proud man of heaven and a soldier of the Republic, April 1st, which was stained with blood and humiliation nineteen years ago, will always be remembered and never forgotten.
Pain is the best motivation.
And the humiliation nineteen years ago can always give pain and make people remember, never forget the original intention and the mission.
Although the body disappears, the mind remains.
Never forget,
Can't forget,
Don't dare forget.
"After the ceremony, the memorial team, board the plane!" After a few seconds, Yang Tianming turned his eyes to the two people who were performing the memorial mission today and issued new instructions.
"yes!"
"yes!"
Su Peng responded loudly, turned around and walked towards the No. 009 J-10d fighter that was ready with an inexplicable aura all over its body.
Zhou Hai took a deep breath, his eyes were shining, and he was silently expecting in his heart. He picked up the flight backpack, followed closely, and faced the No. 012 J-10d under the watchful eyes of all the pilots and ground crew.
expect!
Just because of this unusual flight today.
The year before last, as a high school student with a dream of flying, I paid tribute with incense, liquor, and paper money.
Last year, as a high-education aircraft pilot student, I flew the world's most advanced L15C 'Falcon' advanced trainer aircraft and personally went to the location of the incident in the southern seas to participate in the triennial sea and land competition composed of the strongest lineup of the Air Force and the Navy's aircraft carrier battle group. Memorial ceremony.
This year, as a formal pilot, I will fly into the blue sky in the J-10d, a quasi-fourth-generation cutting-edge fighter jet that is several times more powerful than the J-8 II fighter. On the eve of my departure to the Qingcheng Aircraft Carrier Naval Base, I will pay tribute to my past. Wang Wei, the hero who fought back the enemy with death.
This small memorial ceremony set up by the Pengcheng Base not only commemorates the passing of martyr Wang Wei, but also commemorates countless martyrs who have sacrificed their lives in succession.
The entire flight mission is a flight patrol in the base airspace, which lasts two hours.
As for whether it is worth using two J-10Ds to pay homage at high flight costs, there is only one answer to this question: worth it.
Today, we can see the J-20 'Vyron' stealth fighter, we can see a series of high-performance fighters such as the J-16, J-11, J-15, J-10, etc., and we can see the dawn of the future, all because of the life he gave.
Check in, board.
Except for the ground crew that needed to work, all pilots and remaining ground crew officers and soldiers evacuated the small cave No. 2 hangar in an orderly manner and retreated to a safe area outside.
"Buzz!"
Tens of seconds later, there was a low and loud engine roar.
J-10d No. 009, which was waiting in the take-off section of the hangar, woke up. The internal fuel tank and conformal fuel tank were full of aviation fuel. After receiving instructions from the ground staff to allow the taxi to slide out, it steadily drove out of the hangar gate and drove for a distance of 300 meters. meters of access road.
After No. 009 left, a ground crew member drove a tractor to drag the No. 012 J-10d out of the parking bay and to the take-off section. Liu Honglin, leader of the second ground crew squadron, and several ground crew members began preparations for take-off. Work.
Continuously communicates with Zhou Hai through sign language, and the two parties cooperate to pull external wires to connect to the body to provide an energy source for auxiliary power.
"Buzz!"
Soon, the wires connected to the hangar's power network were continuously supplied with electricity, and the industrial flower of ws10c started to bloom, making a thick and surging roar, reaching the lowest level of idling, and spraying hot arrow-like high-temperature airflow.
The engine started, and the J-10d 'Fire Dragon', fully loaded with fuel and basic self-defense weapons mounting plan, immediately woke up from sleep.
Subsequently, Liu Honglin and several surrounding ground crew members quickly retreated outside the safe area. A ground crew member stood in front of the fighter plane, holding a red and yellow flag, waving it to the No. 012 J-10d in a special way, indicating permission to slide out. semaphore.
"Huh... we should go, eldest wife."
Zhou Hai, who was sitting on the ejection seat in the drop-shaped glass cockpit, habitually checked the various body parameters provided by the sharp-eyed head sight and the large central screen of the avionics system to confirm that they were safe and correct, and then breathed out gently. He held the smooth and light metal light transmission joystick in his right hand and whispered softly.
After five days, I don't feel any stranger. I am still familiar and intimate.
close!
The J-10d beneath her is like a real big wife, her soul and body blending and understanding each other like glue.
Stare directly ahead at the hangar door, with the throttle up and the pressure lever forward.
Be gentle and delicate, and never be rough with your beloved fighter.
"boom!"
The engine screams louder and louder, orange-red high-temperature flames emerge from the inside of the tail nozzle, and the engine output power increases. The J-10d, which is painted in a split type and filled with a sense of futuristic science fiction, moves forward, with aviation tires rolling on the cement ground. Slightly deformed.
Leave the take-off section and go straight to the hangar door, pointing to the blue sky.
"salute!"
Liu Honglin stood in the safe area on the right side of the hangar, with a solemn expression on his face. He stared at the back of the advanced war eagle that slowly slid away from the hangar, and spoke loudly.
The four ground crew members in the hangar raised their right hands at the same time to show respect to the J-10d who was performing an ordinary but special flight mission today.
"salute!"
At the same time, outside the hangar, the top commander of the base, Yang Tianming, had an unchanged expression, solemn and solemn. Accompanied by loud shouts, he rushed around like water waves. All the pilots and ground crew officers and soldiers who lined up lined up and walked towards the 012 who finally slipped out. J-10d suddenly raised his right hand.
etiquette!
To the two war eagles who performed the memorial ceremony, I extend the most noble etiquette from my heart!
Today, we pay homage to the martyrs.
The hero of the country will live forever!
Zhou Hai raised his right hand and returned the military salute. The surface of the drop-shaped glass cockpit shrouded in sunlight reflected colorful rays of light.
