In the southeast of the motherland, in the dark sky, several third- and fourth-generation fighters are conducting night confrontation training.
Suddenly, black smoke erupted from a fighter jet's engine.
"what's the situation?"
"The aircraft is in trouble."
"The left engine is on fire!"
Inside the plane, when he heard the system alarm, Li Hang quickly dealt with the danger.
At this moment, a question from the command headquarters came over the radio.
"152, report the situation."
"After the left engine swallowed smoke, it surged and caught fire, but failed to extinguish the fire!" Li Hang calmly handled the danger.
At this moment, the engine on the right also failed.
"Warning, the right engine is overheated, the right engine is on fire, both engines must be stopped."
Hearing this alarm, not only Li Hang, but also everyone in the headquarters was shocked. Many people straightened their bodies and even prepared to stand up.
A two-engine fire is not a trivial matter. Everyone knows what to do next. Although they are reluctant to give up, there is nothing they can do. After all, the pilot is more precious.
These pilots were recruited from outstanding high school graduates, and were trained by local colleges during their college years. They were trained in three steps: Beginner 6, Teach 10, and J-10, and finally became heavy fighter pilots. How much did it cost.
If the aircraft is gone, the people will be gone, and it will take several years to train one. This is different from the propeller aircraft of World War I and World War II.
So as the person in charge of the headquarters, he looked at the people around him, hesitated for a while and said, "152, treat it as a special case, be prepared to parachute."
"I'm over the city, and there are missiles on the plane." Li Hang looked out the window at the brightly lit Nanjing City. If a plane fell down, who knows whether it would hurt anyone. The best way is to leave the main Urban, go to the suburbs.
At this time, the plane was still flying towards the suburbs, and several other planes participating in the confrontation exercise also came close to them. They looked at the malfunctioning plane and the comrades on board from a distance of several hundred meters, their faces filled with emotion. Worry.
"152, parachute immediately!" The voice from the command center became stern, because the later the plane parachutes, the less safe it is for the pilot.
"There are still a large number of private houses down there, and there will be no one there soon." Li Hang saw a small town in front of him. The lights were on in the town, and there were pedestrians on the streets. If the plane was allowed to hit it, it wouldn't be possible. I know how many people will die.
"152, parachute immediately." The voice of the person in charge of the command center was stern, but also a little choked.
"yes!"
On the plane, Li Hang looked ahead and saw that there was an open space. There should be no problem, and then he began to eject and parachute.
As the canopy opened and the ejection chair took off, Li Hang suddenly felt a flash of white light, and then he felt as if he was blind.
When his eyes returned to normal again, his whole body was still falling, but he found that his surroundings seemed to have changed.
Because the brightly lit town before was gone, there was no light around, and it was pitch black.
There were some fires in the distance, and there seemed to be gunshots?
Yes, it was gunshots.
Although Li Hang is a pilot, he has also touched a gun, and he was among the top in shooting competitions before. Of course, pilots do not have high requirements for marksmanship. After all, the pistol is for self-defense.
Thinking that the white light just now was different from the surrounding situation, Li Hang had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure.
Thinking of this, he immediately fiddled with his parachute and landed next to a river.
As soon as he landed, he quickly cut the parachute cord and put the parachute away. Then he took out the Type 11 pistol from his waist, checked the surroundings, and then opened the first aid kit he carried.
When he turned on the Beidou locator and found that there was no response, Li Hang's heart sank and he knew that his guess might be true.
As he was putting the parachute away and hiding it, gunshots were heard not far away.
Li Hang checked the direction and found the source of the gunfire, which was located in the southwest. There was a weak light there, and it seemed that the distance was less than a hundred meters away.
Although he was wearing a flight suit and a helmet, his face was still a little cold, indicating that it was winter, but it was just autumn when he skydived.
Fortunately, the helmet has a night vision function, which allows him to move forward in the dark without any problems.
In this less than 100 meters journey, Li Hang did not see any trace of modern society.
Just as he was groping carefully, his foot suddenly kicked something, and he almost fell down.
He quickly squatted down to steady his body, and then smelled a faint smell of blood.
And he also saw what tripped him through his night vision goggles.
A corpse, a hideous-looking corpse.
No, not just one, but many.
It is certain that these corpses must be really dead.
He quickly turned on the marker's lighting and blocked most of the light sources to prevent the light from revealing his position.
Through this weak light, he could clearly see the current condition of these corpses.
Each one of them was dripping with blood, and their death state was very miserable. Soon he saw a different corpse.
He was a soldier wearing a military uniform, but the uniform was already dripping with blood, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was dying with his eyes open.
When you touch the body, it's still warm, which shows that it hasn't been dead for long.
Thinking of this, he looked towards the place where the previous gunshot came from not far away.
He looked back carefully and found the other party's serial number on the corpse's chest.
The 5th Regiment of the 3rd Brigade of the Teaching Corps?
Seeing this familiar yet unfamiliar number, Li Hang, who is familiar with history, immediately thought of something.
That was the teaching corps during the Nationalist Government, and it was one of the four major military units of the national army in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War. After the Battle of Nanjing, this unit existed in name only and was reorganized not long after.
What does it mean that I now encounter the corpse of a soldier wearing the uniform of the Teaching Corps?
Either this is Nanjing in 1937, or it is Shanghai in 1937.
Did you really travel through time?
If the time is correct, no matter where it is, it is a time of suffering for the Chinese nation.
Looking at the corpses in front of him, he sighed, and his expression immediately became determined.
He closed the eyes of the soldier who remained silent, and then began to search the surrounding area.
Soon, he found many corpses of soldiers nearby, most of them were from the teaching corps, and one was from the 160th Division of the Guangdong Army.
Several guns and some ammunition were also recovered.
Finally, he carried a medium-sized rifle, a Mauser pistol, some bullets and three grenades on his back.
Then he cautiously moved toward the light. Before he could get closer, he heard bursts of wanton laughter.
After listening for a while, he was sure it was in Japanese.
Moreover, in the Japanese language, there were also minor curses and screams.
