"The J-10S has a take-off speed of 290 kilometers per hour, and the simulation begins." Su Peng said with a straight face, giving instructions.

Zhou Hai will know, with his rich experience in higher education aircraft and the process of flying yesterday, he carefully operates with both hands, pushes up the throttle valve, presses the lever forward, and maintains a horizontal acceleration attitude.

The roar of the simulated engine resounded in the cabin, and the analog screen in front of it flew away.

Accelerate, take off.

After taxiing at high speed for a distance of more than 300 meters, the simulated J-10S leans up slightly, facing the blue sky, and the six-degree-of-freedom simulation cabin under it moves with the screen, as close to reality as possible.

"Yes."

After observing the simulated take-off process, Su Peng praised.

The first simulated fighter flight, the whole process is standard and natural, skillful, no unfamiliarity, no low-level mistakes made by rookie pilots, just like an elite veteran flight who has flown thousands of hours, exactly the same as described in the data - sophisticated and mature.

Zhou Hai didn't speak, he concentrated on the screen in front of him, immersed in the simulated flight of the J-10S two-seater, like a sponge, frantically accumulating and absorbing the flight experience of the fighter stage.

Becoming a freshly baked official pilot is just the official starting point of embarking on the road of Tianjiao, which does not mean that you can sit back and relax, be proud and arrogant, and indulge in the glory and aura brought by the status of a pilot all day long.

Rookie

intermediate

Senior

Top

There is also the supreme throne in the field of flight - the ace pilot.

The road ahead is long and long, with levels to cross and steep mountains to conquer.

……

In the training ground, all the old pilots are engaged in physical training.

"Eh, Team Li, what do you say this new flyer is like? Immortal Banban, a 19-year-old official pilot, I saw it for the first time in my life. ”

"It's the first time I've met, you ask me, who do I ask?"

"Niang Xipi, this one is called Zhou Hai, it shouldn't be the second generation of red in the capital who came to gild through the back door, right? The 19-year-old student turned regular, which simply broke my worldview, according to the training system, this guy started training at the age of 13. ”

"Gilded? I don't see it. ”

"Not like? Why is it not like, if you look through the history of our Air Force, even if it is a war year, can you find a 19-year-old Zhengfei? The Su team is very enthusiastic about him, if it weren't for Su Peng's face, he wouldn't have paid attention to this new flying and played with our IQ. ”

"Comrade Yan Hua, if it's gold-plated, what are you doing at our Pengcheng base? It's better to stay in the capital than anywhere,"

"So how do you explain turning positive at the age of 19? Sign up at the age of eighteen and graduate from the higher education machine at the age of nineteen? Fool who can. ”

"This, I don't know, but all in all, this new pilot should really have some ability, didn't he say that the L-15C defeated the J-10A?"

"That's just talk, the devil knows if it's true."

"Okay, don't make any noise, Lao Yan, pay attention to your attitude, where can you say that comrade! I believe that the superiors are not stupid, and the personal information will not be faked, and the new flying Zhou Hai can be selected into the base and get the J-10D quota, which only shows that he does have something extraordinary. ”

“……”

The team was silent.

Yes, a classic and realistic sentence, no one is stupid.

Gild?

The second generation from the capital, if you want to gild, will never choose the ranks of pilots who seem to be beautiful but are actually full of danger.

Because, this is completely looking for death.

Let's not talk about the absolute rules like iron, a high-performance fighter can easily be hundreds of millions, if it falls due to human factors, who can take responsibility, who can withstand the wrath of the Air Force?

In the same way, the Air Force is by no means stupid and cannot be deceived.

The nineteen-year-old captain of the Air Force is flying, which can only show that the other party is indeed powerful, and it is impossible to fool the IQ of many organizations and personnel.

"Alas, the 19-year-old captain turned regular, and the higher education plane defeated the fighter, if this is true, I have a feeling that I am dreaming, Lao Yan, did I cross over?"

After a while, there was an exclamation full of complicated meanings.

"Wear your head, I still have reservations, wait to see how this new fly performs."

"Everyone, keep quiet, don't chew your tongue, train well."

……

Time passed little by little, and the days passed imperceptibly.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

On the edge of the inaccessible mountain, Zhou Hai has gradually integrated into the unfamiliar and highly confidential Pengcheng base, returned to a normal learning state, soaked in the flight simulation room every day, operated the simulator, learned and understood the two-seat version of the J-10S, and prepared for the upcoming actual flight.

The sky is blue, the sky is blue, and the sun is like fire.

Indoor shooting range.

Zhou Hai wore protective earmuffs, held a Type 95 automatic rifle equipped with a red dot scope in both hands, stood with a straight back, stood at the No. 2 shooting window, aimed at the target through the red dot crosshair, and gently pulled the trigger with the index finger of his right hand.

"Bang bang bang!"

The rhythmic sound of crisp gunfire rushed to all directions like water waves, filling the surrounding shooting windows.

In an instant, hot and deadly metal bullets shot out like arrows from the string, spinning at high speed like drill bits, breaking away from the dark and slender barrel, flying along the predetermined trajectory at a speed of 930 meters per second, spanning a distance of 100 meters, and accurately hitting the red area in the center of the paper target in a moving state.

After firing ten times in a row, Zhou Hai put down the weapon in his hand, his face was calm, wisps of gunsmoke came out of the muzzle, he unloaded the magazine, and turned off the safe.

"Ten shots, ten hits, 100 rings."

Next to it, a multi-functional display screen installed at the indoor shooting range gives the results of the live-fire training assessment: "The live-fire training assessment has passed." ”

Wei Li, who was standing next to him to participate in the live-fire assessment, was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little straight: "100 rings?!" Immortal Banban, Zhou Hai, have you also studied marksmanship? This hand is no different from the marksmanship of those veterans of the Scout unit. ”

Pilot Wei Li, codenamed 'Snow Wolf', is a second-class pilot of the Air Force, belonging to the Haiyan squadron, and is an old pilot of the same team.

"It's nothing, I've studied it before, I've fought a lot, and marksmanship isn't particularly important."

Zhou Hai smiled at Wei Li and carefully checked whether there was any problem with the firearm and sighting equipment.

Marksmanship is like a flight experience, all fed by countless bullets. During his days in Shicheng Flying Courtyard, he created the feat of scrapping a Type 95 automatic rifle in seven days, and even fired tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition before and after.

It's just that pilots who are like dragons in the sky do not attach much importance to marksmanship, and the qualified line only needs to meet the shooting standards of the army's front-line field units.

Rather than delving into bullet accuracy, air warriors pay more attention to honing their air combat skills and strength.

Than killing?

I'm sorry, but with a light press of my finger, the bomb feast washes the floor, and the killing effect and destructive power are thousands of times that of a rifle.