As time passed, the sun rose to its highest point.

Soar over the blue sky at an altitude of 12,000 kilometers and immerse yourself in a dreamlike and boundless landscape.

The two warhawks flew steadily along the predetermined course, patrolling the sky, overlooking the bustling and beautiful mountains of northern Sichuan Province, like eagles patrolling their own territory.

Unconsciously, the two-hour time gradually passed, and the memorial team that carried out the flight readiness patrol mission did not encounter sudden emergencies and emergencies.

Airliner malfunction?

No.

Experiencing high-altitude turbulence?

No.

Flying on a top-secret air support mission?

Not even more.

There aren't so many things, everything is calm, ordinary, and extremely normal.

As soon as the two hours arrived, the flight patrol task belonging to today was completed, and the entire small memorial ceremony was over, Su Peng, as the commander of the team, looked at the parameters of the remaining fuel on board, and then issued an order to turn around and return: "Zero, turn around and return." ”

With a sharp eye, only 20% of the fuel remaining on board is on the verge of the minimum safe fuel limit.

The entire flight patrol covers an area of about 30,000 square kilometers, mainly focusing on the mountainous areas in the north, the plains in the south and the super city of Rongcheng in the southwest.

This patrol is a memorial service, and second, to increase qualifications and flight experience, and as for safety, not a single unidentified fighter plane has been able to fly to the southwestern hinterland.

"Zero received, confirm the order." Zhou Hai responded immediately.

Tie rod on the rudder.

In an instant, with the order to return home, No. 009 J-10D and No. 012 J-10D, which maintained a safe distance of 100 meters at an altitude, tacitly pulled out a beautiful arc, turned together, and quickly turned around, showing excellent maneuverability like a flexible swift, pointing directly to the Pengcheng base 100 kilometers away.

As the ultimate improved version of all-round optimization, the J-10D still far surpasses the three-and-a-half-generation J-10C and Su-11B and other active models in the extreme environment at an altitude of 12,000 meters.

The aerodynamic layout of the fuselage surface changed, and after turning around, the two sun-shrouded warhawks maintained an economic speed of Mach 0.8 and cruised.

"Zero, I'll ask you a question." Su Peng, who was controlling the fighter, glanced at No. 012, which was a hundred meters away on the right, and said loudly.

Zhou Hai was slightly curious: "What's the problem?" ”

"What would you do if you were in a state of running out of ammunition and food and without support in the face of an enemy attack?" Su Peng asked.

Zhou Hai smiled, and his eyes gradually deepened: "It depends on the situation, anyway, I won't become the first pilot to be captured in the history of the Air Force." ”

The words are soft and calm, as if they were telling a real fact.

Since the establishment of the Huaxia Air Force on November 11, 1949, there has never been a precedent for pilots to be captured, and there is no 'first'.

If you are faced with an enemy attack and you run out of ammunition and have no support, the answer to this question depends on the situation, you can drive a fighter plane into an enemy plane, you can eject and escape according to the regulations, and try to survive with your military skills, and finally escape back, but you will never be captured by the enemy.

Regardless of others, Zhou Hai didn't want to break through the history of the Air Force and become the first pilot to be captured.

"You guy, you are so literary and artistic, I thought you would say sacrifice for the country or something."

When Su Peng heard this, he was stunned for two seconds, and then he recalled the meaning of Zhou Hai's words, slightly helpless, and a touch of interest appeared in his words: "Don't worry, this question is not a small assessment, just ask, I am thinking that if I face the same situation in the future, before I am about to sacrifice, should I say some touching words, and then put on a handsome posture, and finally become a heroic martyr recorded in the "History of the Air Force", that is, tragic and great." ”

“……”

Zhou Hai was speechless.

This question is quite exquisite.

I'm about to go back to the base, and what kind of trouble is it going to talk about sacrifice and the history of the Air Force on the way?

Glancing to the left, looking at Su Peng, who was shining like a Buddha in the drop-shaped cockpit, Zhou Hai sighed: "Overlord, friendly reminder, according to the intensity of modern air combat, if you can't escape in time, you shouldn't have a chance to say your last words and pose, and there is a small probability that you can keep the whole corpse." ”

In high-intensity modern air combat, life and death are only in an instant, and if you are hit by a less powerful air-to-air missile, you will have a chance to eject and escape, and if you are hit by a long-range air defense missile, it is good luck to be able to leave a whole corpse.

Generally speaking, broken bones are normal.

"Zero, can't you be literary when answering this question?" Su Peng, who was thinking about the great and tragic time of his sacrifice, was a little speechless.

"Overlord, I think it's quite literary, don't worry, I will definitely come to see you every year, send flowers to sweep the tomb, and clean up the grave grass." Zhou Hai smiled.

“……”

Su Peng rolled his eyes, not wanting to speak, but suddenly, a faint and familiar feeling came from his stomach, his complexion changed, and he quickly tightened his legs and said, "Zero, my stomach is suddenly uncomfortable." ”

Feel.

It's a feeling that comes from the buttocks, and it's incredibly familiar.

In the abdomen, it is like turning over the sea, and at the same time, one after another satiety sensations continue to hit the buttocks like a wave, and the feeling gradually strengthens through the sensitive neuronal endings, and transmits to the brain.

"Uh...... Overlord, how is the situation, can you hold it, do you want to speed up? ”

Hearing this sudden accident, Zhou Hai showed a strange look on his face and immediately asked: "According to the current speed, it will take 7 minutes to return." ”

Stomach discomfort, this matter is not big, but it is not small.

If you say it bigger, it will affect your combat effectiveness and physical health, and if you say it smaller, you will lose face.

"No, I can still hold it! It should be no problem! ”

Su Pengyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just seven minutes, and that's it." ”

Hold.

Try to hold it.

Zhou Hai endured the smile in his heart, forcibly showed a serious face, and reminded: "Ahem, overlord, if you really can't hold back, you can pull the crotch, anyway, I've seen it many times, don't let this affect the operation and judgment of the landing, the crotch is small, and the fighter is big." ”

Can't laugh!

Absolutely not to laugh!

This is a very serious moment, it must be serious, and Zhou Hai, who has been professionally trained, can easily restrain the smile in his heart.

"Fuck off! I'm feeling a little uncomfortable right now that you're temporarily the commander of the memorial squad and report to your superiors immediately. ”

Su Peng suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of impact coming, his pupils shrank suddenly, his body trembled slightly, his back involuntarily straightened, he gritted his teeth, issued a series of instructions and handed over command at the fastest speed, no longer spoken, his eyes stared at the rapidly decreasing route distance parameters with sharp eyes and heads.

The day he was the first to draw the crotch in the hospital, what is it to fly a fighter in the sky to pull the crotch?

You have to endure it!

PS: Make up for yesterday's third update.