No. 037 J-7EGGHS returned home, climbed to a supersonic speed after climbing to altitude.
A few minutes later, there was sudden movement on the sea surface five kilometers away from the incident area. A Los Angeles-class attack nuclear submarine that had been at periscope depth surfaced and immediately accelerated its navigation to the incident area.
Captain Brinton, the captain of the submarine, organized the crew to carry an inflatable lifeboat on the back of the submarine to prepare for rescue.
This Los Angeles-class attack nuclear submarine called the "Buffalo" has actually been quietly following the Great Wall. After noticing the abnormal situation on the sea surface, it decisively surfaced to the periscope depth and witnessed the whole process.
After the two Burke-class ships collided, Colonel Brinton decided to give up tracking the Great Wall and wait to rescue the crew members who fell into the water.
He had nothing to do with the No. 037 J-7EGGHS in the sky, and there was also a J-8F carrying YJ-83K anti-ship missiles, so he did not dare to act rashly, let alone reveal his position.
After all, Li Hai was a rookie. When he was fighting against the two Burkes, his attention was all here. He had neither the consciousness nor the energy to pay attention to the situation around the battlefield. The same is true for Zhan Yuntian.
If it were two experienced pilots, the "Buffalo" at periscope depth might have been discovered long ago.
The crew quickly launched a rescue operation in an inflatable rubber boat. Colonel Brinton looked at the No. 037 J-7EGGHS in the distance with a cold expression on his face.
A few years ago, the "Buffalo" hit the stern of the "McCampbell" during the Mediterranean Spring confrontation exercise. Both sides were severely damaged and both lay in the shipyard for more than a year, spending a total of More than two billion dollars were spent to complete the restoration.
At that time, Colonel Brinton was the deputy captain. After the captain was dismissed, he took over as captain and continued to lead the newly built USS Buffalo, a Los Angeles-class attack nuclear submarine.
Perhaps because they felt that the Mediterranean environment was not suitable for the two ships, they were transferred to the Seventh Fleet after returning to the establishment and started their lives again.
As a result, not even two years later, one of the victims was broken into two pieces, and this time even maintenance was omitted.
Colonel Brinton couldn't help but feel a chill in his lips and teeth. The inexplicable feelings were concentrated on No. 037 J-7EGGHS, or in other words, all the resentment was concentrated on the red side.
He and many officers and soldiers who simulated the blue army couldn't figure out one question: why do accidents of this kind always happen to our side when facing the weak red side when we have an absolute advantage?
Colonel Brinton had no time to think too much, because the entire Seventh Fleet would be blamed next - you know, the one that crashed and sank was a Burke-class!
The poor "McCampbell" did not die in the hands of the little prince who pulled the lever. Instead, he was surprised by the superb shooting skills of the photographer Mr. Li and died in two pieces.
The sun was setting, the sea was golden, the weather was surprisingly good, and it felt great to be flying in such a wonderful sky.
Li Hai wanted to sing a song: This is the feeling of freedom!
Zhan Yuntian wanted to sing: The sunset is flying over the western mountains!
It's a pity that there are strict communication disciplines.
After seeing the Forgotten Reef, Li Hai remembered that Zhao Feiyan was still waiting in the flight briefing room for a small assessment.
I looked at the time and saw that there was still more than an hour until sunset, so there was still time.
After Li Hai entered the take-off and landing airspace, he immediately asked Xue Zhengrong on the tower for instructions. Xue Zhengrong did not know what happened in Sea Area No. 17, so he immediately agreed and ordered the ground team to prepare for support.
After landing, Li Yuanchao's maintenance team inspected the fighter jet and found that the No. 037 J-7EGGHS, which had experienced extremely large overload and "high power and low speed", was in very good condition, and it still had half of the fuel, so refueling was saved.
Zhao Feiyan immediately boarded the plane, and Li Hai took him off again to begin a forty-minute assessment.
After Li Hai took off, Dang Weimin, who had been patrolling and guarding in Sea Area No. 17, returned. After he landed, he reported the situation to Xue Zhengrong. Only then did Xue Zhengrong know that something big had happened there, and he immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
However, he did not call Li Hai back, and he also believed that the matter had nothing to do with him.
Dang Weimin laughed casually and said, "Li Hai is also a god. As long as he takes out his camera, an exciting scene will happen, as if he has special powers."
Xue Zhengrong was stunned for a moment, recalled it, and laughed, "That's right, last time it was the Sulawesi tsunami, and this time it was a simulated collision between two Blue Army ships in Sea No. 17."
"He calls himself the best photographer, the best photographer." Dang Weimin said with a smile.
"Yeah, that's quite appropriate."
Ten minutes before sunset, No. 037 J-7EGGHS landed again. Today's daytime flight came to an end. There were no alert patrol arrangements at night and the aircraft entered normal combat readiness status.
Because the Party for the People has not approved the Party for the People to fly at night, so until now, Li Hai is still responsible for the combat readiness duty.
Normally this is an impossible arrangement, but the current situation of the 167th Independent Battalion is that only Li Hai can fly at night. Xue Zhengrong wanted to fly again, but his wounds had not completely healed, and his superiors would never approve it.
Unless there is an emergency, Xue Zhengrong must wait until the aviation doctor is certified after the next physical examination before he can resume normal flights.
Dang Weimin needs to undergo 20 hours of night flight guidance before he is qualified to fly alone at night. Li Hai is not qualified to take him, only Xue Zhengrong can take him. In other words, before Xue Zhengrong resumes flying, the Party for the People cannot expect to fly at night unless new senior pilots are in place.
Xue Zhengrong has tried his best to arrange for the party to be on duty during the day, but no matter how he arranges it, there are only two of them and they can't be separated at all.
There was nothing he could do. During this period, Li Hai could only spin and feel that his body was hollowed out. But the advantage was that the flight hours soared and the flight experience bar soared.
Otherwise, how could his flying skills be so proficient in such a short period of time?
In the final analysis, flight skills are closely related to flight hours.
After returning to the dormitory after dinner, he had two hours of rest. Li Hai lay on the bed in high spirits, not feeling sleepy at all.
Party for the People was surprised and said, "Does the McCampbell count as your victory?"
"Really?" Li Hai sat up suddenly, his face full of surprise.
"I'm asking you, I know this." Dang Weimin said.
Li Hai was stunned and spread his hands, "I don't know. However, it shouldn't be possible. They collided accidentally and it has nothing to do with me."
"That's true." Dang Weimin said regretfully, "It should be counted as the result of the battle, at least part of the result, and you have to take credit for it."
Li Hai waved his hand quickly, "No, no, no, no, I can't bear this responsibility. It has nothing to do with me. This credit is really hot."
Dang Weimin sneered and said, "Then why are you so excited? You can't even sleep. How can you fly at night when you are on combat readiness duty?"
Li Hai chuckled and said, "Do you know how many hours I flew last month?"
"How many?"
New recruits all care about flight hours and love to compare flight hours.
Li Hai grinned mysteriously...
