Zhou Hai pulled the lever back, raised the nose of the plane, and after climbing to a height of one thousand meters, he maintained a left-side inclined flight attitude, looked at the four gray-brown steppe wolves on the ground that were rapidly leaving, and nodded with satisfaction.

Facing the strong wind, return to climb up.

There were no bells and whistles in air combat maneuvers, no low-altitude hovering, everything was stable.

In order to avoid the loud noise caused by low-altitude flight, which affected five people and caused hearing damage, the J-10D climbed to a mid-altitude altitude of 3,000 meters, and flew steadily over the grassland, showing its momentum like a king of the sky, and giving a hint of waiting for rescue.

The blue sky is full of red clouds.

The red Bayi logo in the middle of the single hanging tail is particularly dazzling.

"Circling and flying, it should be for us to wait, to indicate that rescue is coming, thank you, No. 012, thank you, the loveliest person."

Hearing the loud sound of aero engines in his ears, Jiang Xiaochun, who was sitting weakly on the grass, opened his dry and cracked lips slightly, and whispered softly.

The whole person raised his right hand that was stained with mud and sand, gently wiped away the crystal tears that came out of his eyes, and did not let his vision continue to blur, and a pair of eyes stared at the fighter plane that was steadily circling in the sky, just wanting to remember this shocking picture deeply in the deepest part of his heart.

What is shock?

When you are facing a desperate situation, when your life is in danger, the arrival of that unique August 1 symbol in the world is shocking.

In normal times, it is difficult to see a fighter jet in person.

And now, in the sky overhead, a fighter belonging to the People's Liberation Army is circling and flying, like a guardian saint, escorting and defending her and her companions from danger!

This is shocking and moving.

Bayi!

The unique Bayi!

The one-of-a-kind number 012!

Jiang Xiaochun raised his head and looked at the sky quietly, the evening breeze blew the strands of hair, his thoughts were like springs, his right hand was calm, sliding along an invisible trajectory in the air, as if holding a sketch pencil, depicting the picture that belonged to his heart.

In my mind, the long-lost inspiration burst out.

She didn't know what model it was, but she was able to record every detail clearly, keep it in her heart, and draw it gently with one stroke to create a stunning painting.

This painting will be kept by her private collection.

"I must brag when I go back this time, not to mention anything else, I am also a man who has enjoyed the protection of PLA fighter jets, it is even better than my father, no, more awesome than high-ranking officials, and the police car is a yarn ......"

Fang Yuyu gently hugged his girlfriend, looked up at the sky, smiled on his stained cheeks, tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, and vented his inner emotions in his own way.

It's enough to be alive.

This trip to the northern prairie is like a turning point in his life.

Time passed gradually, and not long after the distant sunset fell to the horizon, the sky gradually darkened, and a small black dot appeared in the southeast direction, and an army green painted Z-8A multi-purpose helicopter belonging to the army aviation unit flew at a cruising speed of 200 kilometers per hour.

"Buzz!"

The sound of propeller and turboshaft engine work gradually increased from weak to louder, blending into the huge roar of the S-10C turbofan engine, and the three turboshaft-6 aero engines steadily output a steady stream of power.

This army-green helicopter made Jiang Xiaochun and Fang Yuyu even more excited.

"Comrade fighter pilot of the Air Force, according to the order of the superiors, our plane was ordered to come to the rescue of the people, thank you very much for your protection."

The main pilot of the Army Airlines, who controlled the Z-8A with both hands and served as the captain, switched to the dedicated encrypted communication channel, his face was solemn and serious, and his eyes looked through the protective glass directly in front of the cockpit to observe the J-10D fighter hovering in the dim sky.

This is the J-10?

The Air Force also has the J-10 with a gray split livery?

"Comrade Army Aviation Helicopter Pilot, our plane has completed its mission and is now handed over to the protection work, please protect the people, goodbye."

Zhou Hai touched the sharp eye with his left hand, switched to the electronic synthesis sound mode, avoided exposing the voiceprint data, and returned the salute to the Luhang Zhi-8A helicopter flying slowly like a snail, pulling the lever with his right hand and pushing the throttle valve with his left hand.

"Boom!"

In the next second, the sound of the turbofan engine suddenly became louder, and the J-10D, which had been circling steadily for 30 minutes, changed to a horizontal hovering flight state, and the canard wings and flaperons played their respective roles, without any souvenirs, bidding farewell to the five people on the grass three thousand meters below, like a sharp sword, piercing the gradually dark night sky.

The temporary task of protecting 30 minutes has been completed, and there is still nearly half of the unfinished circumferential mission waiting for him.

"Goodbye."

Looking at the strange J-10 fighter that was rapidly moving away, the eyes of the chief pilot of the helicopter showed a trace of envy, and he couldn't help but say softly: "Fighter, what a lifetime regret." ”

The world of pilots is high and low.

And becoming a fighter pilot is undoubtedly the most desirable existence for every Tianjiao who has just entered the Air Force Aviation University.

It's a pity that his grades were not good at the beginning, coupled with talent limitations, after graduating from the University of Aerospace, he was assigned to Lu Airlines, which even HNA looked down upon.

In land aviation, only slower transport helicopters can fly, not gunships at the top of the food chain.

"Are you gone?"

Jiang Xiaochun sensed the movement of the fighter overhead, tugged at his heartstrings, stood up again, stood up, and waved goodbye.

……

It's getting dark.

After more than a minute of high-speed climbing, the J-10D returned to the top of the stratosphere at an altitude of 12,000 meters, and flew along the predetermined course at a standard cruising speed of Mach 0.8, creating a white wake cloud like silk at the end.

"Report to the command center, No. 012 has completed the temporary mission, all the 5 people are safe, handed over to the army aviation force, and has now returned to the mission route, with 30% of the remaining fuel on board, and the airframe is in good condition." Zhou Hai looked at the bright starry sky above that was gradually revealing his true face, enjoyed the beautiful scenery, checked the flight parameters of the airframe, and reported the situation to the command center.

The female operator who stayed in front of the console recorded the relevant information content of Zhou Hai's report, and then responded: "The command center received, well done, zero, rescued five people in time, and gave you five-star praise." ”

"Only five-star reviews? I thought it was going to send a third-class merit or something. Zhou Hai shook his head with a smile, took out the last half of the uneaten chocolate with his left hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and quipped.

“……”

The young female operator rolled her eyes when she heard this.

Do you think the third-class merit is so worthless?

It took me three years to get a third-class merit!

"Command center, why don't you speak?" Zhou Hai finished eating the chocolate and said with a smile.

"No small talk during the mission."

The female operator spoke calmly and indifferently.