Chapter 533 New Year’s Gift
On the afterglow display of Figure-4, the light spots representing the enemy aircraft suddenly blurred, as if ink was spreading in the water. The comrades on Figure-4 must know Something happened, but they were not sure what happened. They waited with expectation for the report of the Feitian formation.
On Feitian 02, the pilot comrade pressed the camera gun continuously. Although no shells were fired, the photos he took could also be turned into shells fired at the enemy.
In the sky at this time, in addition to the enemy planes falling downwards dragging thick smoke and fire, a parachute was slowly falling downwards. To be honest, whether you can survive a skydive at an altitude of 20,000 meters depends on luck.
The pilot of Feitian 02 rushed forward and pressed the shutter of the camera gun.
He hoped to put Feitian 01, the falling enemy plane, and the floating parachute into the picture, but he didn't know if it would work. This was a photo gun, not a camera, and there was no viewfinder.
"It would be nice to have a wide-angle lens." He thought.
If Gao Zhendong knew what he was thinking, he would probably sigh, it turns out that military propaganda journalists love to use wide-angle and fisheye lenses. Did you come from here?
In the command center, Feitian 01's report sounded: "Report, Feitian 01 launched one attack, launched one missile, and shot down one enemy plane. The enemy pilot has parachuted. Please organize a search as soon as possible. ”
Since they have all been shot down, and they are flying reconnaissance planes, we have to look for them when they need to be looked for, and save when they need to be rescued. We have a bottom line.
There was a burst of cheers in the command center.
“We’ve beaten it, we’ve beaten it!”
“You can’t be arrogant this time, how dare you come in so arrogantly?”
“All reactionaries are Paper tiger.”
“If the jackal comes, he will be greeted by a hunting gun~~~~”
"..."
Amidst the laughter, the commander picked up the microphone.
"Feitian Formation, congratulations on your victory in the first battle. Under limited conditions, with a fearless spirit, you fully tapped and exerted the potential of your equipment and successfully shot down the enemy plane. Your mission has been successfully completed. You can report to XX "Return to the airport."
It is impossible to return to the original airport with the remaining fuel, especially Feitian 01. A jump consumes a lot of fuel, but the command center has already prepared and arranged it nearby. Got to the airport.
"Feitian 01/02 understand."
The two fighter jets adjusted their directions and flew towards the designated airport facing the rising sun. Their silver fuselages shone brightly in the early morning sun.
The comrades of Tu-4 were still waiting for instructions from the command center. At this time, the radio rang: "Sky Eye, the center is calling."
"Sky Eye received it, please speak."< br>
"The fighter formation has successfully completed its mission, shooting down an enemy plane and the enemy pilot parachuting. Thank you for your close cooperation, now your department can return!"
"Sky Eye Received!" Picture The voices of comrades from the -4 special crew were filled with excitement.
After cutting off the call, the Tu-4 captain picked up the intercom: "Comrades, let me tell you some good news. With our cooperation, the comrades of the fighter unit shot down the enemy plane!"
When talking on the phone, the language is much more casual.
The Tu-4 is not a specialized early warning aircraft. It is modified in the style of a combat aircraft. Unlike the early warning aircraft, most of the personnel are concentrated together, but are distributed in various combat positions throughout the aircraft. , if you want to inform everyone of the good news, this is the only way.
Immediately, cheers came from all over the plane, and on the intercom, the crew members launched an enthusiastic "grabbing wheat" operation.
Everyone was expressing their joy and encouragement, and some comrades began to spit out fragrance. It is understandable that they are excited.
This new combat style makes them feel very fresh. We can't fly fast or high, but with our physical strength, we can fly around in the sky with radar and report the location and status of enemy aircraft to the fighter force. Comrades can successfully defeat the enemy plane?
The radar operator on the Tu-4 was thinking and regretting: "It's a pity that the radar is not good enough. It can only look up, not down. Otherwise, no aircraft can evade us. Eyes! "
On the ground below the combat airspace, comrades are busy preparing to go to the fields for spring plowing. This is the south, and the temperature rises early, which is earlier than the spring plowing time in the north.
They couldn't see what was happening at an altitude of 20,000 meters, but the comrades on the ground felt the huge roar of the fighter jets when they sprinted at supersonic speeds.
“Is there thunder in the sky today?”
"Why are there thunders? Is that our plane?"
"What are you flying about? I can see the plane passing by, but there is no plane in the sky."
Everyone is busy working , while guessing.
When the U-2 fell all the way to the point of thick smoke and fire that was visible to the naked eye, it was discovered by sharp-eyed comrades.
“Hey, look, what is that?”
"Hey, it looks like a plane has fallen." There were trained militia comrades in the crowd, and they were recognized at a glance.
"No wonder there was a rumbling just now. It's broken! There won't be any of our comrades in there, right?"
"Let's go, hurry up and get over."
Just when everyone was about to put down what they were doing and rush towards the direction of the plane's crash, the village chief said: "Why panic? The basic militiamen gathered and brought the health workers. Other comrades, what should you do? Spring plowing can be done." There is no need to delay! "The crash site is clear, there is no need to search, and there is no need for more people. Spring plowing cannot be delayed. The weather waits for no one. It is enough for the basic militia to go. If ten people cannot solve the problem, a hundred people cannot solve it.
At this moment, everyone saw another thing falling slowly.
"Parachute! Parachute!" The main militiamen who were gathering were anxious, which meant that what was hanging on the parachute might be a living person.
When the village chief heard this, he immediately changed his mind: "Go and guard the place where the plane fell! Everyone else, follow me!"
This time, he didn't either It is limited to the basic militia.
Although the parachute target is quite big in the air, once it falls to the ground, it is not so easy to find. If there is one of our comrades on top, he may be injured. The sooner we find him, the better!
As soon as everyone put down the things in their hands, when they were on their way, the village party secretary who was on duty at the village office ran over.
“The Ministry of Human Resources and Armed Forces notified by phone that our air force comrades just shot down an enemy plane. The enemy parachuted out and asked us to capture the prisoners immediately!”
The feelings of grassroots comrades are relatively simple and direct. Yes, search and rescue means capturing prisoners!
When the village chief heard this, he immediately stopped the comrades who were running in the direction of the parachute: "Comrades, stop! The basic militiamen go over, and the others go back to spring plowing."
and Compared with catching the enemy, spring plowing is more important.
As long as the enemy falls, even if he has three heads and six arms, he will be unable to fly. All the comrades of the basic militia can do is go over. If the enemy has weapons and ordinary comrades do not have weapons, they will still be in danger.
Most of the comrades were very sorry, "Oh~~~~~~"
The village chief scratched his head and expressed his embarrassment at the change of his order.
The basic militiamen continued to advance, while other comrades turned around with regret.
The situation in the nearby villages is probably the same, but some villages have more specific conditions and did not receive a phone call, which means that the whole village, young and old, went into battle.
Major Huang hung on the parachute and was tortured by the temperature all the way down from 20,000 meters. When he saw the solid ground, he felt somewhat comforted. As he controlled the parachute to slowly fall, he saw a scene that made his heart tremble.
There seemed to be a swarm of ants on the ground, flying towards him.
Oh no, militia! The regular army will not arrive so quickly.
This made him very panicked. If he didn't panic when he met the regular army, he became furious when he met the militiamen.
The regular army has discipline, as does the militia, but again, the emotional expression of the militia may be simpler and more direct. There is definitely no fear of life, but it is hard to say the pain of flesh and blood.
Subconsciously, he pulled the control rope of the parachute, trying to land in a different place.
When the direction of the parachute turned, he gave up the idea dejectedly.
There are more people in this direction!
Having been very close to the ground, he even saw old people and children inside!
No, no, no, we can’t move in this direction!
The child is neither serious nor serious, and the old man may have a deep hatred for himself! Major Huang knew very well that in this area, before he successfully moved in, he scraped the ground very hard.
Although these two types of people may not have the same fighting ability, and even a slap in the face can't knock a tooth out of one's own, but they have backing!
Major Huang turned the parachute and lowered it towards the group of militiamen.
The comrades on the ground are all very strange. What is this guy in the sky doing wandering around? Do you still want to find a Feng Shui treasure place?
It’s broken, he wants to commit suicide!
As for why you don't just commit suicide in heaven if you want to commit suicide, comrades don't think so much about it.
After working so lively for a while, Major Huang was surrounded enthusiastically as soon as he fell to the ground.
Fortunately, no one took heavy action against him. It is not easy to catch a living person these days, especially in the inland areas. Apart from the enemy agents who are lurking with their tails between their legs, there is no one alive. Yes, it's rare.
He completely gave up on resisting, and as soon as he stood up, he saluted the standard Gallic military salute. Although he had a pistol on him, he did not even think of reaching down his hand, for fear of being misunderstood by the people around him. , the morning sun illuminated his armpits.
“Caught! Caught!”
Comrades from several villages on our side gathered around him, and it was as lively as the Chinese New Year.
Originally, it’s not even the New Year’s Eve yet, so this is the Chinese New Year! The pseudo-officer with his hands raised in front of him is a New Year's gift!
There is more than one New Year gift. As the saying goes, good things come in pairs, and the other side knows how to give gifts.
On the other side, the plane that fell to the ground was quietly emitting green smoke. Except for the slender wings that were broken by the air and scattered everywhere, the main body of the plane was basically here.
The fire on the machine body has been extinguished by people. Maybe there is something on it that is useful to us. The militia comrades have been trained and understand.
(End of this chapter)