Chapter 391 Who is this guy? He destroyed a J-7E in less than an hour?
Wanli Chang Station!
Because of the escort mission in the morning, everyone's god level has been tightened.
Three major air traffic accidents occurred one after another.
It also filled the most important military airport in the Yangtze River Delta with a war-ready atmosphere.
And now.
The atmosphere at Wanli Station has become extremely tense.
The critical point has almost been reached.
Because in the distant sky, a J-7E fighter was swaying and flying towards Wanli Field Station.
Actually, it’s not quite accurate to describe it as ‘flying’.
A more accurate adjective would be 'gliding'.
The pilot flying this J-7E glider is none other than Wang Zhihe, the captain of the ‘Wang Hai Brigade’.
Just over half an hour ago.
Wanli Field Station received instructions from the East Point and rushed to No. 5 airspace to deal with sudden major air conditions.
Because today’s military strength is really stretched.
Therefore, Wang Zhihe, as the highest military commander, had to go into battle personally.
It’s just that Wang Zhihe’s luck is not good at all.
Originally, he and Jiang Chen formed a formation and drove two J-7E fighter jets to the No. 5 airspace to deal with the air accident.
Unexpectedly, we rushed to the sea area where the incident occurred and began to search for the target.
He had a 'traffic accident' with a group of seabirds.
Don't think that hitting a bird is a trivial matter.
Don’t even think that airplanes are made of steel and will not pose a threat at all if they collide with a mortal bird.
To know.
The action of forces is reciprocal.
The speed of the plane is too fast.
Therefore, if it hits a bird, it can easily cause damage to the aircraft and even cause an air crash.
Accidents caused by bird collisions are inevitable every year.
Otherwise, there is no point in hitting a bird, and we can be called the two killers of aviation together with bad weather.
Wang Zhihe after hitting the bird.
The engine started to idle.
Although the speed dropped relatively slowly, for safety reasons, he returned immediately.
It is a full six to seven hundred kilometers from Airspace No. 5 back to Wanli Field Station.
The speed dropped quite slowly in the first half of the race.
But the speed of the plane dropped wildly in the second half of the journey.
When the plane was less than fifty kilometers away from Wanli Station, the engine could no longer provide power.
Fortunately, the plane was high enough.
Wang Zhihe’s driving experience is also rich enough.
So the last fifty kilometers.
He almost glided back.
A plane hitting a bird, causing the engine to idle or even lose power, is a special air accident.
In addition, the person piloting the plane was still the lieutenant colonel.
The highest military commander at Wanli Field Station today.
So can the war-fighting atmosphere at the airport not be tense?
However, the atmosphere at the airport was tense, and Wang Zhihe himself was quite calm.
While gently pushing the control stick, he pulled up the flaps to increase lift.
A few more minutes passed.
This J-7E finally appeared over the airport.
Almost everyone raised their heads and looked forward to it.
Wang Zhihe kept adjusting the flight attitude of the plane in the air, keeping the nose of the plane aimed at the center line of the runway.
He only has one chance to land.
Because the engine has no power now, if the landing fails, there is no chance for a go-around.
But fortunately Wang Zhihe is experienced enough.
So this J-7E looked shaky in the air, but its nose was always aimed at the runway.
Finally.
The plane finally flew over the runway.
As the front and rear landing gear landed smoothly, everyone's anxious hearts finally returned to their stomachs.
The J-7E fighter jet began to taxi on the runway.
Wang Zhihe didn't even open the parachute, the speed of the plane slowed down visibly to the naked eye, and then slowly stopped on the runway.
The plane has not stopped yet.
Several commuter cars were already speeding towards this direction and stopped on the runway.
Then a few people got off the commuter bus.
Hold the boarding ladder and put it under the cockpit cover of the fighter plane.
But when they saw that the J-7E had been knocked out of a big hole, they all took a breath.
Rub!
Did it hit a bird or was it hit by a shell?
The fuselage was actually hit with a big hole?
"Old Wang, are you okay?"
Zhao Yong, captain of the maintenance team, saw the canopy slowly opening and quickly climbed onto the boarding ladder. He helped Wang Zhihe take off his helmet and asked road.
Wang Zhihe took off his oxygen mask.
Shaked his head and said, "What can happen?"
"How is the other J-7E doing now? Has it returned?" Wang Zhihe asked.
Zhao Yong suddenly lost his temper and said, "You still have time to care about others, and you don't even look at what a bird your plane has been smashed into."
"What's the point? What a fuss, I don’t think so It's all good." Wang Zhihe stood up and said anxiously, "But if that little bastard really gets into trouble, my life will be very difficult."
"What little bastard?" "Zhao Yong looked confused.
“I won’t tell you anymore, I have to go to the tower.”
Wang Zhihe turned over and got off the plane.
Hold the flight helmet and got on a commuter bus.
I didn’t even have time to take off my anti-gravity suit.
Zhao Yong looked at the commuter car driving away with a trace of doubt on his face, "What happened to this old boy today? Why is he so anxious?"
He saw other people. Still frozen in place.
Immediately he said angrily, "You are all standing there in a daze, why don't you drag this thing to the hangar quickly? Mom sells batches and finds work for us. This J-7 has been tortured a lot, not even one or two Months can’t be fixed.”
A few minutes later.
Tower.
When Zhao Rongyuan looked at Wang Zhihe, who was holding a flying helmet and wearing an anti-Dutch uniform, he hurried into the control hall.
Immediately greeted him, "Captain, are you okay?" Wang Zhihe waved his hand and asked quickly, "How is the situation? I just focused all my attention on the emergency landing and didn't pay much attention. Over there at Airspace 5.”
“What else can we do?” Zhao Rongyuan said with a bitter smile, “Let’s just wait to be punished.”
Wang Zhihe’s expression changed and he immediately said, “That US military plane crashed , crashed?”
“It didn’t crash, but the leaders of Dongzhi already knew about it. What a little bastard who disobeyed orders.”
“Damn it, when I heard Dongzhi ordering that kid to ‘come close for reconnaissance’, I knew I was going to be a bad guy. I told him to ‘come close for reconnaissance. 'Isn't it the same as giving him a Shangfang sword, allowing him to do whatever he wants,' Wang Zhihe said angrily.
Zhao Rongyuan said helplessly, "Just take it. Anyway, we won enough honors last year. If we receive a punishment this year, we should regard it as giving our brother troops a chance to catch up with us."
"But I am special. I'm curious, what did that little bastard do to make the Yankee, who usually raises his tail to the sky, so frightened that he just stood there? Calling for help on a public channel?"
"This is a fucking public channel, and Americans are not ashamed of it!"
Wang Zhihe also said, "I'm also curious, do you think so? Did that kid open fire? "
" Fired?" Zhao Rongyuan was shocked, "Yes, it shouldn't happen, right?"
"I can't say for sure." Wang Zhihe raised his eyebrows, "That guy said it sounds like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but it sounds like he is lawless. I don't find anything strange about what he does."
" If you really open fire without permission, it will be a lot of fun." Zhao Rongyuan was worried.
Wang Zhihe was quite open-minded.
Waving his big hand, he said, "It's okay."
"As long as no one is killed and the plane doesn't crash, it won't be a big problem."
"It just so happens that the Americans are treating our air defense identification zone as their back garden during this period. They can come and leave whenever they want. It's good to let a stupid young man give them strength."
Zhao Rongyuan was worried.
The intensity is OK.
But today’s intensity is too strong.
Capital time.
Nine eleven in the morning.
"Wanli Tower, Dongyaoguai is calling."
Jiang Chen's voice sounded in the control hall again.
Wang Zhihe and Zhao Rongyuan looked at each other.
Picked up the intercom again and replied, "Dongyaoguai, I've seen you on the radar. The weather conditions at Wanli Field Station are currently good. The standard air pressure is 1008 and the wind speed is level 3. You can land."
Hearing Wang Zhihe's voice ringing on the communication channel, Jiang Chen's heart that had been hanging around finally returned to his stomach.
He had been worried that Lao Wang would not come back.
"Dong Yaoguai understands."
Hang up the call with the tower.
Jiang Chen turned the fuselage slightly sideways and glanced below.
Wanli Station has appeared at the end of the line of sight.
Continue to press the operating lever forward and continue to lower the height.
It didn’t take long.
He flew the J-7E fighter jet over Wanli Field Station.
Flyed the 'three sides' according to the procedure.
The nose of the plane was aimed at the runway.
Jiang Chen continued to reduce fuel and speed.
The plane flew lower and lower.
The front and rear landing gear landed on the runway very smoothly.
As the parachute is opened.
The J-7E finally slowly stopped on the runway.
When the drag chute separated from the plane, Jiang Chen did not stop the plane directly on the runway.
Instead, he steered the plane slowly into the apron.
As soon as the plane stopped, several ground staff trotted over carrying the boarding ladder.
Zhao Yong, the captain of the maintenance team, was busy with other things.
But he suddenly remembered what Wang Zhihe said when he got off the plane.
So I took off my protective gloves and walked towards the J-7E.
But when he approached the J-7E, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Holy shit!
What has this plane experienced before?
He was tortured into such a horrible state!
Although the aircraft had no obvious external injuries, there were large and small ‘wounds’ everywhere on the fuselage shell.
Even the sound of the engine is strange.
To be able to serve as the captain of the Maintenance Brigade of the Laojiu Regiment, Zhao Yong is not an ordinary person.
In the past few years.
He has repaired and maintained not one hundred fighter planes, but seventy or eighty.
So as a professional.
Of course he knew that this J-7E had obviously been seriously injured.
Still an internal injury.
Zhao Yong raised his head.
Look at the canopy that is slowly opening.
Now he really wants to ask this pilot, was he flying this 'Seventh Master' to fight, or was he going to show off his skills?
Why a good airplane.
The flight only lasted less than an hour and it was scrapped?
But before Zhao Yong could speak.
This young and outrageous pilot jumped off the plane and asked himself, "Chief, where is the confinement room at Wanli Station? I'm going to squat for a while."
Zhao Yong looked confused.
Where is the solitary room?
Would you like to squat for a while?
Boy.
I'm afraid you don't have any serious illness.
Otherwise, why would you want to stay in a solitary cell?
However, he still subconsciously pointed in a direction.
And this ridiculously young pilot was quite polite. He turned his head and glanced in that direction, then nodded to him and said, "Thank you."
Then he held the flight helmet as expected. , and walked towards the confinement room.
It’s not just Zhao Yong.
Others were also confused.
They didn't react until the other party completely disappeared from sight.
A ground crew member then asked, "Captain, is this J-7 also towed to the hangar for repairs? It feels like it is seriously injured?"
Zhao Yong then replied. God comes.
He said angrily, "It's a far-fetched repair. It's probably even the engine that has been destroyed. Now it's either return to the factory for overhaul or it will be scrapped directly."
"Who the hell is this kid? It took less than an hour I just scrapped one of my J-7Es.”
"No. I have to go to the tower and settle the accounts with Wang Zhi and that thief. I only have four J-7Es left. He destroyed one and injured another in one breath. ! ”
(End of this chapter)