PS: There's one more more.,It's going to be a little later.,The last chapter is for Delmar to add more.,I forgot to say.,The main debt of the Delma League has been paid off.,It's easy.。

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Something happened!

Something happened to this troop fighter!

As a pilot's military wife, under the influence of her husband for a long time, she has been promoted from the original military novice to the military white, and has the most basic military knowledge.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

The boy felt a force, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, a little puzzled.

"Drop!" Suddenly, a rapid and loud horn sounded from behind the car.

In an instant, a silver-white Civic with a streamlined body is speeding up with its horn, the front of the car is the most familiar original pattern, and the engine sound is low and surging, and the output is abundant.

In just two seconds, the silver-white Civic passed the Volkswagen Tiguan from the left fast lane.

"Grass, don't slow down at high speed! Female driver, do you know how to drive?! "In the cab sat a young man, annoyed, holding the top of the steering wheel with his left hand and raising his middle finger with his right hand to the woman who was slowing down the car rapidly, shouting loudly.

He was just talking on the phone, and the Volkswagen Tiguan in front of him suddenly slowed down, which caught him off guard and almost crashed into it.

If you crash, not only will you pay for the money, but you will have to repair the car.

Civic!

His is the latest Civic, how can a Tiguan be compared with an ordinary cargo, one foot on the accelerator, let alone surpass the Tiguan, even the Tiguan's brother Touareg can't compare, and even surpass the take-off and taxiing fighter.

At this moment, on the Jiqing Expressway, not only the owner of the Civic reacted violently, but as the white Tiguan continued to slow down, many vehicles in the slow lane on the right side of the highway were driving loudly to convey dissatisfaction.

The woman didn't care, put her hands on the steering wheel, left the slow lane, drove into the emergency lane and came to a steady stop, her eyes staring at the L-15C Falcon in front of her, and a look of worry.

She could see that the fighter plane was going to make a forced landing.

"Mom, what's wrong with that plane?" The boy also sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't know what it meant, and he was a little puzzled.

"Xiaoyuan, don't speak."

The woman comforted her son, took out the mobile phone in her pocket, and quickly dialed 110: "Hey, 110?" I'm ...... on Jiqing Expressway."

Before the words were finished, the L-15C Falcon in the sky had already found a suitable forced landing section and was approaching the Jiqing Expressway below, and all kinds of rapid sirens sounded in the cockpit, Zhou Hai pressed the bar slightly, a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he tried to control the body whose posture was becoming more and more unstable.

The height is 50 meters, and the speed has been reduced to 150 kilometers per hour.

The left and right wings were damaged, and the fuselage lost its original aerodynamic layout, and it is fortunate that it has been able to hold on until now.

If it weren't for the latest L-15C Falcon, which has been improved and used composite materials to optimize flight performance, it is even more fly-by-wire control, and it would have been shot on the ground early.

As the altitude gradually decreased, the L-15C Falcon began to be affected by the ultra-low-altitude turbulence of the highway, which made the snow worse, the flight attitude became more unstable, and the frequency of left and right shaking increased.

This particular air turbulence, which is mainly found around the highway, is caused by every car moving at high speed, with no regularity, sometimes accompanied by horizontal wind shear.

With a calm and clear mind, Zhou Hai's back was straightened as he swayed from side to side, holding the pole with his right hand, gently stepping on the rudder in the left direction, and staring at the road surface below through the cracks in the cockpit glass.

The road section below is flat and straight, and there are no viaducts and other obstacles above the road, the field of vision is good, the traffic flow is scarce, and the whole road section area is only more than 100 meters away from the red trailer, which has a relatively good forced landing section.

Moreover, Zhou Hai had no choice but to look for a place to land under better conditions.

Pressing the bar, downward, instinctively chooses the best landing angle of attack.

The swaying L-15C Falcon reacted sluggishly, and under the backup power supply, the landing gear under the belly of the aircraft poked out, ready to land.

"Hey, brother, let me tell you, today I met a female driver who drove a Tiguan on the highway, I, the Civic, am not joking, I kicked the accelerator down, and I can't even compare to a fighter jet...... I'm a mother! ”

Holding the steering wheel in his left hand, a young man driving a Civic, holding a phone in his hand and about to brag to his friends, but when a silver-gray fighter plane with a single vertical tail painted with the Bayi logo came into view, the whole person was stunned and instantly confused.

The newly bought iPhone slipped out of his hand and smashed on his thigh.

"Hello? What the? A friend's confused voice came over the phone.

"Squeak!"

The on-board braking system plays a role, and the front and rear four tires rub violently against the ground, leaving black rubber traces and a scorching smell.

The young man's words were choppy and stammered: "Fight, fighter?!" All eyes were on the L-15C Falcon heading towards the highway.

If he could turn back time, he would swear to heaven that he would never brag.

What's going on with this Nima?

A real thing has appeared!

When the troop fighter landed on the high-speed runway, was it really the same as before, looking for the Civic car?

"Squeak!"

Just when the young man was confused, the fuselage shook and tilted the L-15C Falcon, completely entered the area with the most intense ultra-low air flow, the left and right flaperons lost part of the aerodynamic effect, the nose of the aircraft leaned up slightly, and the main and auxiliary landing gear tires came into contact with the surface of the highway one after another, wiping out bursts of green smoke.

In the state of the cockpit glass full of cracks, the landing attitude is extremely standard.

Immediately afterward, the tires roll clockwise, carrying the fuselage forward.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the flaps and spoiler are fully opened, and the tail part of the parachute is opened, releasing a tightly wrapped white parachute, and with a dull sound, the blooming parachute provides great resistance.

The on-board braking was activated, and under a variety of deceleration conditions, the L-15C Falcon successfully landed in the Jinan-Qingdao Expressway after taxiing for more than 100 meters and stopped steadily.

"Hoo ......"

When the war eagle stopped, Zhou Hai let go of the joystick, exhaled a breath of turbidity, without joy and excitement, and sent a message to the people who had been waiting for a long time on the other side of the encrypted channel: "Report that the tower No. 121 and No. 109 have successfully made a forced landing. ”

The words were heavy and contain a hint of sadness.

After the successful forced landing, Zhou Hai began to feel sorry for No. 109 under him.

Today is the first day that it has truly formed a comrade-in-arms relationship with itself.

However, No. 109 suffered a bird strike during ultra-low-altitude flight, the left and right engines caught fire and stopped, the cockpit glass was broken, and the fuselage was damaged, and everything showed a miserable appearance.

In such a state, there is no way to continue flying.

"Good, well done, number 109!" Yang Xiaolong's words revealed excitement.

In the sky, the roar of the turbofan engine resounded, and the L-15A Falcon Higher Education, which was painted with 121 white numbers on the nose, steadily hovered over the Jiqing high-speed forced landing point