The penultimate martial arts training, parting, is one step closer.

Staying in the cockpit, covered in sweat, Rosar adjusted his breathing, controlled the joystick with all his might, and began to prepare for a new round of fighting.

In the picturesque blue sky, two gray frogs circled each other in an elegant and noble posture, and then pulled apart until they were five kilometers apart.

Turn around and sprint to meet the enemy.

The thrilling short distance, the chaotic and disorderly high-speed air flow, the dazzling air combat maneuver, the low-key and restrained fuselage atmosphere, two war eagles bathed in the scorching sun, dance together in a battle dance above the sky.

Battles between instructors and cadets!

A contest between teacher and student!

The competition between frogs and frogs!

More than ten seconds later, the thrilling and short air combat training ended, and the No. 001 frog, who had a high advantage, deservedly became the winner of this simulated battle.

Victory!

Countless victories!

The FC-20X 'Qingjiao', which was defeated for the 149th time, changed to a high-overload air combat maneuver and entered a stable circling level flight.

Zhou Hai hovered the lever, looked at the No. 002 frog who had lost Pingfei, and asked the exhausted Rosar through the encrypted radio channel: "Baker, are you okay?" ”

"Zero, no problem."

Rosar took a big breath, his right hand tightly grasped the metal lever, his left hand gently wiped the sweat from the edge of his cheeks and forehead, and a pair of bright and attentive eyes looked at the No. 001 frog hovering at a height of more than two hundred meters above and responded.

At this moment, Rosal, who had suffered a high flight overload during combat training, was already on the verge of the limit of his body and could only support one more aerial combat training.

In the same way, not only can the body physiology support only the last time, but also the time can only support the last.

"Let's get started."

Zhou Hai, whose face was as pale as ever, breathed steadily, the corners of his mouth bent, and smiled slightly.

Training!

Embark on the last melee training in the skies over the South Atlantic!

For Zhou Hai, today, February 24, 2020, is the day of the successful completion of the coaching mission of the flight instructor team to Afghanistan.

After returning to landing, he will leave with the instructor team, bid farewell to Argentine pilots such as Rosar and Bulo who have been trained to master the basic flying skills of frogs and bluebirds, bid farewell to this strange land where he lived for 123 days, and embark on the road back to China.

"Boom!"

The high-pitched roar of the Taihang turbofan engine sounded again, and the two frogs pulled each other apart for the last time, and then turned back in tacit agreement and entered the fierce simulated battle.

In the 149 close-quarters combat with Zhou Hai, Rosal, who had excellent flying talent and combat talent, although he was defeated in all of them, accumulated particularly valuable Qingjiao air combat experience from them, which made his strength improve rapidly.

Offensive!

Obey orders and follow commands.

In the face of the enemy, dare to show the sword, dare to fight, and never retreat.

This is the spirit of air combat, or the belief in combat, that Rosal, who has been ravaged by conservative military posture and close-quarters combat, learned from it!

"Buzz!"

The two warhawks were entangled with each other in an almost face-to-face posture, invisible air currents flowed at high speed on the surface of the body, and the dazzling and brilliant orange-red high-temperature tail flame swept around, causing the surrounding cold air to produce a physical reaction, presenting a soft white condensed cloud like a slender coat belt.

The leading edge of the nose on both sides of the canard provides the most aerodynamic efficiency.

In the cockpit of the No. 002 Frog, Rosal, who knew that this was the last battle, was slightly moist at the corner of his eyes, and he forcibly endured the emotions in his heart, almost bursting out of the full potential in his body, and launched a fierce attack on the No. 001 Frog Jiao piloted by Zhou Hai.

As a student, in the name of No. 002, blow the horn of the last attack to the No. 001 FC-20X 'Frog', which is a dazzling collection of honors, and to Zero, who single-handedly created the legend of the frog to rule the South Atlantic sky!

Farewell today, I don't know when we will see each other again, and I don't know if we will see each other in the future.

"Drop!"

Thirteen seconds later, in the cockpit of No. 002 Qingjiao, a sharp radar alarm sounded, which lasted for a long time, and Zhou Hai, who had the upper hand and advantage, used a fast and decisive attack rhythm to find the fatal flaw exposed by No. 002, seize the fighter, and cleanly solve the student who challenged him.

There were no surprises in the outcome of the battle, as always.

With multiple advantages in strength and body, Zhou Hai, as a teacher, undoubtedly won the last close-quarters combat training in the skies of the South Atlantic.

There was no imaginary release of water, or weakness, and no very old-fashioned deliberate defeat that allowed Rosal's victory.

None of this is possible!

As far as the brutal air battle involving life and death is concerned, Zhou Hai has always been strict and does not talk about any feelings, and there is no saying about releasing water.

Because once the water is released, it will only harm the other party.

"The One Hundred and Fiftieth Defeat ......"

Rosal, whose body has reached the limit, can no longer support high-overload maneuvers, and the corners of his mouth can't help but feel bitter.

Zhou Hai stepped on the rudder, kept circling and flying, his face was calm, he pressed the cockpit button with his left hand, set up the route data, and immediately said to Rosar: "Baker, the close-quarters combat training is over, turn around and return, the route data has been transmitted, and climb to an altitude of 12,000 meters." ”

"The baker received it, and is climbing."

Rosall, who received the new order, took a deep breath, raised his head with the lever of his right hand, and controlled the No. 002 frog to sweep towards the blue sky like the sea above his head.

"Buzz!"

The calm and gentle sound of the engine is endless.

Zhou Hai sat on the seat, his eyes were calm, the lever was operated, and the whole No. 001 Frog changed out to circle, with a gentle and elegant attitude, raised his head to meet the clear blue sky above, and flew in front of the right of the No. 002 Frog.

Climb!

The two war eagles that had finished their training missions were also like sharp swords pointing straight at the sky.

"Zero, thank you for teaching during this time, you are the best flight instructor, I feel very honored to be your student, this is the proudest thing in my life." In the silent encrypted communication channel, a slightly suppressed voice from Rosall suddenly came out.

This is a deepest thank you from the heart!

From seeing Zhou Hai's doubts and confusion, to today's admiration and gratitude, from the initial flight simulation of various trick crashes, to today's stable driving, from the initial clumsiness, to today's skillful operation.

In four months, Zhou Hai's figure has been completely imprinted in Rosal's heart.

Because of the enigmatic square characters and the most difficult Chinese to learn, he got acquainted with the young Chinese flight instructor, gained valuable fighter piloting skills from the other party, and learned how to fly the advanced blue bird and frog in the blue sky and how to fight.

Three months ago, an air battle that broke out in the sky of the South Atlantic made Rosar understand how strong this young instructor from the East was and how advanced the performance of the frog was.