The world of pilots is only the tip of the iceberg for him, and there are still too many mysteries and wonders waiting for him to discover.

"I'm relieved to hear you say that, and I'm worried that you'll be proud of it, No. 109, such an idea is good, but take your time."

Sensing Zhou Hai's attitude, Yang Xiaolong was even more relieved in his heart, and said, "By the way, do you have any thoughts about the Sky Eagle Military Exercise?"

Not arrogant or impatient, not blinded by the current achievements, Yang Xiaolong is extremely satisfied with Zhou Hai's learning attitude.

"No. 121, I'm wondering if I can hide with the help of a civil airliner, so as to evade the radar scanning of the Air Police 2000, as well as ultra-low-altitude penetration." Hearing Yang Xiaolong's inquiry, Zhou Hai was silent for a while, and said what he had been thinking about for a long time.

Using a civil airliner to hide itself is a crazy idea.

Originated from the China Eastern Airlines passenger plane he happened to encounter on the way back from Quzhou to Shicheng, and after seeing the civil aviation passenger plane, Zhou Hai had this idea deep in his heart.

If civil airliners are used, coupled with ultra-low-altitude penetration, it is possible to break through the 300-kilometer air defense line of the Quzhou base, and even attack the core target of the base tower.

"No. 109, I think you should immediately abandon this plan, we can't put the people's lives in danger for the victory of an exercise, this is absolutely forbidden." When Yang Xiaolong heard this, he was startled, his eyebrows were furrowed, his voice was serious and solemn, and he retorted without hesitation.

Crazy!

Zhou Hai's idea is really crazy.

The tactic of using civil airliners to hide themselves and evade the scanning and detection of ground radar and aerial radar is theoretically feasible, but the actual operation requires the pilots to have extremely superb flying skills.

However, in real life, this kind of crazy behavior is absolutely forbidden in all countries of the world, and no commander dares to give a similar order, putting the lives of hundreds of people on a passenger plane in danger.

If nothing happens, it will be a disaster, and the consequences and effects will be comparable to that of a magnitude 9 earthquake.

"Sorry, number 121, I was wrong." Zhou Hai was stunned for a moment, fell into silence, suddenly remembered his identity and duties, and apologized softly to Yang Xiaolong.

Well, he has to admit that his ideas are indeed too crazy, and he was influenced by Li Fu in the first place - to do whatever it takes to win in the end.

The Skyhawk exercise is just a military exercise.

"It's good to know your mistakes, No. 109, even in wartime, this kind of behavior is absolutely prohibited, ultra-low-altitude penetration is okay, but you should know that ultra-low-altitude penetration is very dangerous, and a little carelessness will cause flight accidents." Yang Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief, a little scared in his heart, and continued to emphasize: "Do you want to learn ultra-low-altitude penetration? ”

Civil airliner + ultra-low-altitude penetration, with such a tactical idea, as long as the technology is exquisite, careful and courageous, there is no problem in easily breaking through the 300-kilometer defense line.

However, no one can afford such a risk.

Fortunately, I asked in advance, this kid's idea is too crazy, if he goes to the Skyhawk military exercise to implement the tactic of using civil airliners to deceive radar, whether it is successful or not, it will be a major demerit punishment at the least, and even grounding.

Zhou Hai responded: "Well, yes, ultra-low-altitude ......"

"Drop!" Suddenly, a sharp and rapid prompt sounded, interrupting Zhou Hai's words, filling the narrow teardrop-shaped glass cockpit space, the fuselage trembled violently, lost its stable flight attitude, and tilted to the left.

Red!

The multi-function display on the left side is directly a harsh red color, indicating that it is about to enter a stall, while the right screen gives a red indication that it has been hit by a high-speed air current.

"Number 121, encounter jet airflow, repeat, encounter jet airflow!"

Glancing at the prompts given by the two screens, Zhou Hai's heart froze, his face was expressionless, his right hand clenched the metal joystick, and his left hand quickly pulled down the throttle valve, while sending a message to Yang Xiaolong, while trying to stabilize the war eagle under him that was about to stall.

A stall means that the body is out of control, and at this time, the result of the body losing control will be catastrophic.

The entire No. 109 L-15C Falcon, under the attack of high-altitude jet airflow, was like a flat boat in a storm in the sea, drifting with the current, and its speed fell like a cliff.

"Number 109, steady!" Yang Xiaolong was anxious, trying to control the body, and let out a voice full of anxiety, resounding in the encrypted communication channel.

At the same level, the No. 121 L-15A Falcon High School, encountered the same situation, the fuselage seemed to be stuck in a muddy swamp, slow and bulky, in the face of high-altitude jet turbulence, like a child in swaddling clothes, without the slightest ability to resist.

In an instant, the two warhawks were in an extremely dangerous situation.

High-altitude jets are a terrible and invisible killer in nature, highly lethal to aircraft.

The air flow is in a state of high-speed irregular and disorderly movement, irregular, like a turbulent torrent composed of air currents, the width can reach several kilometers, more than ten kilometers, or even hundreds of kilometers, and the thickness ranges from a minimum of 5,000 to 500 kilometers.

Each upper-air jet belt, depending on its size, can contain one or more wind cores, accompanied by strong horizontal and vertical windshear, with core winds of 200 to 350 km/h, faster than severe typhoons.

High-altitude jets are the most terrifying types of air turbulence.

"Drop!"

The sound of a stall warning is extremely urgent.

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the silver-gray L-15C Falcon that was attacked by high-altitude jet air has exceeded the maximum controllable angle of attack, and the aerodynamic rudder surfaces such as the wings and flaperons have completely failed.

Stall tailspin!

Stall tailspin in high-velocity jets!

The body is like a child's spinning top, spinning faster and accelerating.

"No. 109 has entered a stall tailspin, ready to try to change out, No. 121, how are you doing?"

The stall tail spin alarm warning sounded wildly, Zhou Hai stayed in the cockpit that was spinning, his face was calm and calm, without any panic, with the strength of his non-human body, resisting the terrifying flight overload that was enough to stun a normal person, holding the lever with his right hand, trying to adjust the state of the fuselage.

"I'm fine, the left aileron is back and I'm changing it out!"

In the constantly rotating cockpit, Yang Xiaolong was pressed on the ejection seat by flight overload, sweating, muscles tight, the throttle valve had been zeroed and released, the left and right hands held the lever together, the right to the rudder, and tried to control.

The L-15A Falcon he piloted was not trapped in the terrifying central area of the jets.