There is a saying that when your ability cannot support your ambition, it is best to hide it first, but don't forget it.
With his first solo career having to be carried out twice, Li Hai really didn't have the confidence to speak out the great ideals deep in his heart. If he hadn't been strongly aware that if he didn't tell his true feelings, Xue Zhengrong would have let him go back to his original company.
At that time, even the party and the people were shocked. He was such a good comrade-in-arms with Li Hai, and he had never heard Li Hai talk about his ideals.
Becoming a carrier-based fighter pilot and marrying Lin Li are not ideals, just goals.
Xue Zhengrong was satisfied, and Li Hai and the Party for the People were at ease.
Before the afternoon flight, in the small flight briefing room, Xue Zhengrong, who was wearing a new green flight suit, said to Li Hai and Li Hai who were also dressed, "My master told me that to fly a fighter plane well, you must first learn to talk to her. Falling in love. It’s like falling in love with a woman. If you don’t like her, will you fall in love with her? The difference is that we can choose the person we fall in love with, but we can’t choose which fighter plane to fly.”
"My father used to fight on the northwest frontier, and his army was still using J-6s at that time. It was already 2010. But they never disliked their fighter planes. Fighter planes are our close comrades-in-arms. When foreign enemies invade, we have no choice."
"I know you don't like Jianba, but you must make yourself like them in the shortest possible time. You must do this. You must keep in mind that Jianba will be your close lover in the next year!"
These words made the two rookies excited.
Xue Zhengrong pointed at Li Hai, "Your performance in the Flying Shark Force is not stable. I have learned about the situation. What I want to tell you is that for Forgotten Reef, what is needed is a fighter plane that can take off and fight. And the pilot, don’t care about anything else, you can overcome it yourself.”
A completely different commanding style, with a strong front-line flavor.
It's very appetizing, Li Hai thought.
"Put on your flight helmets and board the plane, let me see your level." Xue Zhengrong gave the order.
Li Zhan spoke highly of Xue Zhengrong and believed that he had great potential to become an excellent brigade-level aviation unit commander. To be fair, this evaluation is even higher than that of his father Xue Xiangdong. Being driven and courageous, having the courage to take on responsibilities and making contributions, these are Xue Zhengrong’s dazzling labels.
Holding the patinated joystick head, Li Hai undoubtedly felt the courage of his new superior. Sitting in the cockpit and looking forward, I saw the endless ocean, and the end of the runway was less than a hundred meters from the shore.
This is the runway that will be used heavily in the coming year.
The runway runs roughly in a north-south direction. Most of the time, the take-off and landing direction is south. Only a few times in winter will there be a stable north wind. In other words, most of the time aircraft take off and land towards the shore.
The cockpit of the J-8F has been greatly improved compared to earlier models, but compared with the cockpit of a third-generation advanced trainer aircraft such as the Haishan Eagle, it is still so simple that it makes people feel like they have traveled back in time. When Li Hai shook the joystick wildly to check each control surface, he found that the joystick was very heavy.
The joysticks of Gaojiao-7 and Seamount Eagle are relatively light, especially Seamount Eagle. When using fly-by-wire flight control, the joystick is very light and the response is very agile.
After Li Hai confirmed that all systems were normal, he reported to the tower and requested to take off. The tower issued an instruction to allow takeoff, and the timekeeper started timing.
After pushing the throttle lever forward forcefully, J-8F No. 81103, without any braking measures and with the flaps in the take-off position, began to roll forward. The two WP-13B turbojet engines made a tsunami-like sound, bursting out more than ten tons of thrust to push the fighter aircraft weighing more than ten tons to accelerate.
The split cockpit glass gives people the feeling of the retractable front windshield of the old Jiefang truck.
With his oxygen mask on, Li Hai's whole body was shaking with the fighter plane. The shock absorption performance of this fighter plane was indeed not very good, and the ejection seat was not as comfortable as the Seamount Eagle. But these are just small details, Li Hai's attention is focused on the current status of the fighter plane.
After gliding for more than 700 meters, the ground speed reached the take-off standard, and the engine power reached the requirement to pull the nose earlier.
Li Hai gently pulled the control stick, but the pitch angle did not change. Just when he was about to pull again, the nose of the aircraft finally slowly lifted up. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, this reflex arc was too long.
J-8F No. 81103 slowly lifted off the ground. When the airspeed reached 500 kilometers per hour, the fighter plane had already flown over the end of the runway. Li Hai turned his head and glanced down. The blue water was so clear that it was intoxicating. He was very cautious. He kept the pitch angle and continued to climb before retracting the landing gear. The fighter plane could finally continue to accelerate without any scruples.
Dang Weimin took off behind him. In terms of take-off movements, Dang Weimin's take-off movements were relatively aggressive and more like a passionate combat pilot. Xue Zhengrong was the last to take off. After Li Hai and Dang Weimin completed the formation according to the command of the tower, Xue Zhengrong directly turned and cut the radius during the climb phase to catch up, flying level and in the same direction as the two-plane formation.
Li Hai put down his goggles and turned to look at Xue Zhengrong, who was more than 200 meters away. Xue Zhengrong was driving J-8F No. 81101, and the one driving the Party for the People was No. 81104. Their wireless call sign is based on the last two digits of the phone number, and sometimes the last digit is used instead.
This batch of J-8Fs on the Forgotten Reef are still in old-fashioned paint, with a white fuselage and a black radome. Red military emblems are on both sides of the vertical tail, and large red aircraft numbers are painted on both sides of the fuselage in front of the air intakes on both sides, which is very conspicuous.
This coating that has been used for more than ten years has not been replaced, which means that the four J-8Fs will not be in service for a long time.
The J-8 series fighters are a symbol of an era and a profound memory of a generation. Sixteen years ago, the martyrs flew a J-8 fighter plane to spread blood over the South China Sea. Since then, sea and air sanitation has become known to the Chinese people, and it has become the most profound memory and humiliation of that generation.
It is difficult for people of Li Hai's generation to imagine the scene where their predecessors discussed how to use J-8 fighters to fight against F-22A fighters. In that era, no one did not know that with a technological gap of at least thirty years, confrontation would mean death. .
what to do?
Only if you know that there are tigers in the mountains, you will go to the tiger mountains!
Once a foreign enemy invades, fight even if you can't defeat it!
Xue Zhengrong does not need to waste time on giving special ideological education to new pilots. He only needs to let them fly into the air and take a good look at the vast and beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland. He only needs to let them fly in the sea and air of the motherland like the martyrs. Take a cruise!
Li Hai thought of one of his father's old comrades who joined a central enterprise after changing his career and was now the deputy general manager of a regional branch. Every time Li Hai asked him about what happened when he was a soldier, the premature old man would remain silent, as if he was hiding it and not sharing it with others.
At that time, Li Hai secretly thought that maybe being a soldier was not something he could be proud of.
However, Li Hai was always surprised to see that whenever he and his father drank and talked about the past, the two old men would burst into tears.
Finally, Li Hai was admitted to the aviation school, and he gradually understood what his father's generation of soldiers had experienced, and understood what spirit supported them in such a difficult internal and external environment.