Lift, this is the core reason why fighters can soar in the blue sky.

The high lift generated by the aerodynamic layout of the central lifting body is the reason why the No. 578 J-15 'Flying Shark', which weighs more than ten tons, can continue to fly.

Streams of dense air flowing at high speed are as sharp as knives, blowing on the smooth fuselage with a light gray appearance, and the left and right swept main wings separate the airflow, creating a pressure difference, providing the body with a steady stream of magic-like invisible energy - lift.

The double-slit lifting flap and aileron aerodynamic rudder surface system, plus two huge vertical tail and horizontal tail on the back of the fuselage as sharp as sharp knives, are further optimized to improve the lift coefficient and maintain the stability of the longitudinal and transverse axes of the fuselage.

Stable!

The entire No. 578 J-15 'Flying Shark' in an unmanned state, with a stable and normal flight attitude, was wrapped in an unstoppable momentum, slowly moving forward along the beautiful flight trajectory towards the end of its life, pointing directly at the sparkling pool in front of it, ready to meet death with the last flight in his life.

Flight!

Unyielding and proud!

No fear of death!

Only because of the noble Shen Hoy bloodline, only because of the pneumatic layout of the central lifting body, and only because of the precision structure that he is most proud of.

"Buzz!"

The roar of the S-10A 'Taihang' turbofan engine, peaceful and stable, has become the main theme of the Qingcheng base.

Or rather, the only voice.

The altitude is 120 meters, and the speed is 239 kilometers per hour, showing a slow decreasing trend.

The S-10A 'Taihang' in the working combustion state, due to the significant reduction in aviation fuel supply, has changed from the maximum thrust mode a few seconds ago to the idle state, and no longer provides power output for the airframe.

It doesn't matter, though.

The inertial energy contained inside the fuselage is enough to support it to cross the last insignificant distance without the power support of the turbofan engine.

Hundreds of kilograms of jet fuel stored in the fuselage can make it throw itself into the arms of death, and bloom the most brilliant and colorful beautiful fireworks of a lifetime.

The sun was shining brightly in the distance, and the dense air currents around it were chaotic and disorderly.

In the base, everyone was looking at the No. 578 J-15 'Flying Shark' that suddenly resumed its flight attitude and slowly fell.

As a second passed, the light gray warhawk, which was slowly decelerating due to the consumption of inertial power, quickly shortened the distance and height between it and the pool.

The distance was reduced to 318 meters, and the height was reduced to 99 meters.

"Click!"

At the same time, Zhou Hai, whose upper body was naked and bathed in the sun, did not care about the base guards who looked confused and confused, his whole face was calm and natural, and his hands were holding the brand-new Type 95-1 automatic rifle that exuded the smell of gun oil, turning on the safety switch, and the bullet was loaded.

The situation is urgent, time is precious, Zhou Hai didn't explain much, although he deeply understood that this Qingcheng base soldier who was robbed of his gun would most likely be locked up and write a review.

Of course, the premise of confinement and writing a review is to survive.

As the 5.8mm steel core bullet stored in the black plastic magazine entered the chamber, the entire 95-1 automatic rifle was activated, awakening from its slumber and transforming into its deadliest killing state.

Firearms, only for killing!

Su Peng's eyes were blood-red, and he yelled: "Zhou ...... Zero, run! ”

"Zero, obey the order, run for me!!" Looking at Zhou Hai's standard preparation action of quickly loading after grabbing the gun, Dai Minmeng, who had already run five or six meters away, was almost crazy, his eyes were blood-red, his heart was extremely anxious, and he couldn't help but roar loudly.

Run!

Come on!

For Zhou Hai, who did not obey the order, Dai Democratic League, as the supreme commander of training, had a deep idea in his heart that he wanted to give the general department unqualified on the spot, no, he wanted to take out the matching gun and put it directly on this guy's head.

Crazy!

The Dai Democratic League is really going crazy.

Changing the direction of retreat, snatching the rifle from the base guard, and opening the safety load, Dai DP did not know the idea of this training officer flying in the air, which was preparing to interfere with the No. 578 J-15 fighter in the sky at high speed through artificial means.

To put it bluntly - rifles jerk off.

Yes, that's right, firing at the J-95 fighter No. 578 with an automatic rifle from the 15-15 and attacking the weak point could potentially damage or even shoot down the fighter, thus saving the vast majority of people in the pool.

This idea seems good, but it is as unrealistic as the Arabian Nights, and it exists only in theory.

Is there a rifle to fight a jerk?

Yes.

Whether it was the anti-Japanese battlefield in North China 80 years ago or the white-hot Vietnam battlefield 60 years ago, there were cases where rifles shot down planes.

However, the former attacked propeller fighters with slow and weak protection, and the latter attacked low-flying helicopters.

And what about this training participant?

Prepare to shoot a third-generation semi-heavy carrier-based aircraft weighing more than a dozen tons and in a state of high-speed movement with a 95-1 automatic rifle belonging to the category of small arms!

Rifles fight planes, it's still fighter jets, as long as it's a normal fucking person, no, even a three-year-old kid won't do it, and he can't even think about it.

Although the fighter is fragile and can be called a typical representative of thin skin and filling, it is limited to all kinds of missiles with extremely high lethal effects.

A 5.8 mm bullet is like tickling on the fuselage, and it has little lethal effect unless it hits the most vulnerable part of the fuselage.

Rifle jerk off?

In the eyes of Dai Minmeng, Zhou Hai's actions are tantamount to death!

didn't care about the anxious roar of the Dai Democratic League, let alone Su Peng, who was worried and anxious in his heart, after the bullet was loaded, Zhou Hai's face was calm, his mind was extremely calm, he stood still in place, his posture was as majestic as a majestic mountain, and his momentum was awe-inspiring, and he suddenly raised the barrel of the gun that emitted cold air and aimed it at the blue sky.

A pair of blazing eyes like burning flames stared at the light gray war eagle slowly flying in front of him - No. 578 J-15 'Flying Shark'.

Calm and composed.

Heart, peace.

Mount Tai collapsed in front and the color remained unchanged, and the elk was on the left and the eyes were not instantaneous.

In an instant, everything in the world and all the people who retreated quickly disappeared, and only Zhou Hai and No. 578 J-15 remained in the whole world.

At this time, Zhou Hai stared at No. 578, which was wrapped in flames and was about to reach the end of his life.

At this moment, No. 578 also seemed to be alive, with a soul and consciousness, staring at Zhou Hai, who seemed to be small but incomparably tall.

One person, one machine, looking at each other.

This is the eye between Tianjiao and the war eagle.

Pride and nobility.

Calm and unyielding.

In the air, there is something inexplicable and meaningful.

Time seems to stand still, as if a year has passed, and as if a thousandth of a second has just passed, Zhou Hai, standing in the pool, and No. 578, soaring in the blue sky, each saw what they wanted.

"I'm sorry."

Zhou Hai's words were soft and peaceful, and he sent an apology, his eyes were like torches, his eyebrows were like swords, and he had already locked on the right side of the lower abdomen of No. 578 to pour square air intake.

PS: Originally, the climax was three times, but tonight a relative of my children came over to get my computer, lost hundreds of thousands of words of the original manuscript and the latest 8,000 manuscripts, and now it is in a state of autism, I just stayed up late to write it now, and there will be it during the day tomorrow.