Chapter 312: Forced Landing at High Speed!
Pigeon!
This is the dove of peace's cousin!
"I ......"
Zhou Hai saw a flock of domestic pigeons more than 100 meters away, and his face turned green.
At this moment, flying at an altitude of only 100 meters, the L-15C falcon travels at speeds of up to 100 meters per second, while this family flock travels at a speed of about 20 meters per second.
The relative speed of the two sides is as high as 120 meters per second, and the distance is only more than 100 meters.
When I spotted this oncoming flock of pigeons, it was too late to dodge.
Impacts, inevitable.
After gliding for some distance, the leading pigeon flailed his wings again and led the large group behind him to fly, and when he spotted the oncoming L-15C falcon flying directly in front of him, a pair of small and clear eyes turned around, as if he was curious about what it was.
"Bang!"
In an instant, when the L-15C falcon tried to climb up, the lead pigeon with wings spread and soared slammed into the right wing like a cannonball, the flesh and blood blurred, shattered in an instant, and the body tissue mixed with blood and bones was scattered everywhere, like a glass falling to the ground.
At this moment, the life of the leading pigeon came to an end.
It can weigh up to 1.6 kilograms, but it caused an irreversible fatal blow to the right wing of the fuselage, the internal structure of the wing root part was seriously damaged, and the surface showed a hideous and sharp irregular shape, losing its original aerodynamic shape.
Damaged wings, which can be catastrophic for any fixed-wing aircraft in flight.
However, this is only the beginning of the nightmare.
"Bang Bang Bang !!"
A family pigeon that enjoys the fun of daily flight, also has no time to dodge, like a moth to a fire rushed to the L-15C falcon, in the state of high-speed movement, even a steamed bun can kill people, not to mention each pigeon weighing about 1 kilogram.
This is a network of biological anti-aircraft shell fire composed of domestic pigeons as the basic unit.
Strike!
A terrible impact!
"Bang!" The teardrop-shaped glass canopy was broken, and a hole about 10 centimeters in diameter appeared, and the surrounding glass showed dense cracks like a spider's web, and a bird's head fell through the hole in the glass cockpit and fell into the cockpit avionics system, gray-brown feathers falling down.
At this moment, the No. 109 L-15C was suffering the deadliest attack since its birth, several pigeons hit the nose, several pigeons hit the left and right wings, and most of the pigeons were sucked into the air intakes on both sides of the belly like a tide.
This is an extremely deadly situation!
Because the air intake connects the most important part of the aircraft - the engine.
Modern aviation turbofan engines are particularly demanding in the working environment, and the slightest metal foreign matter can lead to turbine blade damage and engine failure.
The S-17 Minshan turbofan engine in the middle thrust state has a speed of more than 10,000 revolutions per minute, which is no different from the meat grinder in the vegetable market.
The pigeon that was sucked into the air intake, the moment it touched the high-speed rotating turbine blades, before it could react, it was instantly torn apart by the turbine blades, stirred into a flesh paste mixed with blood and shattered wings, and continued to move towards the internal structure of the engine.
With the continuous intrusion of foreign bodies, the internal working environment of the engine changes abruptly, and the rotor blades and combustion chamber of the compressor in the working state cannot adapt, resulting in damage to the blades and various structures such as the flame cylinder and fuel nozzle, and finally a violent physical reaction - engine fire.
What does it mean to start a fire?
Parking in the air.
After a violent tremor of the silver-gray fuselage, the two turbofan engines suffered heavy damage, and the tail end burst into flames and black smoke to stop the fire, and the on-board central flight computer obtained information about the two engines as quickly as possible through the sensors.
Today, the collision between the L-15C falcon and the domestic pigeon flock has ended, and the domestic pigeon flock has changed from a peak of 30 to a few five or six, and the falcons attacked by the biological control fire network are a miserable picture.
The right wing root was badly damaged, the left wing was damaged to a certain extent, the fuselage was badly damaged, the nose tip area was dented, the teardrop-shaped glass cockpit was full of cracks, and the two turbofan engines were groundfired, and the situation was very critical.
"Drop!"
The most urgent warning sounded again in the cockpit, and the screen on the right side flashed red, giving a warning to the fire and stop of engines 1 and 2.
"Damn."
Zhou Hai scolded secretly, extremely distressed, operated with his left hand, cut off the main fuel supply channel, activated the onboard engine fire extinguishing device, and called to the encrypted radio channel at the same time: "Bird hit at low altitude, repeated, 109 suffered a bird strike, the twin engines caught fire and stopped, request to make a forced landing on the highway!" ”
Distressed!
Urgent!
Having just escaped from a stall tail spin, only to be hit by a bird strike at an ultra-low altitude, Zhou Hai felt that he might have to buy a lottery ticket.
The on-board fuel supply is switched off as quickly as possible, the engine fire extinguishing device is energized to play a role, the on-board backup power supply avionics system and the sensors of the aircraft body are activated, and a series of corresponding measures are implemented.
Turning off the engine means that there is only one last option, a forced landing.
The only good thing is that the L-15C Falcon was designed with a certain level of gliding ability that allowed him to make a forced landing.
Otherwise, the only option is to eject and escape.
At 368 kilometers per hour and 103 meters in height, the only place around it is equipped with a forced landing is the highway below.
“……”
Yang Xiaolong, who was happy for Zhou Hai to save the fighter, was stunned for a moment after hearing the news, his heart sank to the bottom, his throat seemed to be pinched, and when the words reached his throat, he couldn't make a sound.
"No. 109, forced landing!" The female controller, who was obviously stunned for a moment, had a serious face and immediately agreed to the permission to make a forced landing.
The atmosphere in the control room of the airport tower was extremely tense in an instant.
Inside the encrypted radio channel, there was silence.
Zhou Hai, who had obtained permission for forced landing, held the lever in his right hand to stabilize the slightly inclined and shaking body, and looked for a high-speed section that could be used for forced landing as quickly as possible, and the devastated L-15C Falcon Gaojiao, dragging billowing black smoke, leaned towards the road below.
There is not much time left for him.
On the highway today, a white Volkswagen Tiguan car is driving smoothly.
"Mom, look, it's an airplane, an uncle of the People's Liberation Army! Will Uncle Know Dad! ”
In the co-pilot's seat, an eight-year-old boy was wearing a seat belt, folding a paper airplane with both hands, a little bored, a pair of dark and pure eyes cast out of the window, and found the L-15C Falcon slowly approaching the highway in front of him, he was stunned and couldn't help shouting.
There is excitement in the words.
Plane!
An airplane that belongs to the Bayi pattern.
However, it seems that the butt of this plane is emitting black smoke?
The woman holding the steering wheel with both hands looked at the warhawk leaning over through the car window, was stunned for a moment, her pupils shrank, and she didn't have time to answer her son's question, so she decisively released the accelerator with her right foot and quickly stepped on the brake.