Chapter 165: Farewell, Twelve!

"Alright, pack your bags, let's go." His eyes were fixed on Zhou Hai, and after a while, Li Fu nodded, withdrew his gaze, and gave an order.

To be honest, Li Fu couldn't fully confirm whether Zhou Hai really didn't have psychological problems, but he chose to believe in Zhou Hai, and he didn't want Zhou Hai, an excellent seedling with infinite potential, to break down.

After receiving instructions, Zhou Hai did not hesitate, turned around and packed his luggage, left the temporary room, followed his master straight to the tarmac of the base, and embarked on the way back to the Dancheng training base

Outside, the sun shines brightly, bringing warmth and dispelling the cold.

Base, Tarmac No. 5.

An army green Junior Sect VI was quietly parked in it, the fuselage reflected the light, as if it was covered with a layer of gold, with a white number 17 written on the nose and 81103 painted on the side of the horizontal tail.

"Comrade Captain, the plane is ready, please receive!" The leader of the ground crew, who had been waiting for a long time, straightened up and saluted Li Fu, who was wearing a winter coat.

"Thank you." Li Fu nodded and saluted, thanked him, and instructed Zhou Hai: "Give me the luggage, after checking, go to the front seat, you drive." ”

"Yes!"

Zhou Hai nodded, handed the luggage to Li Fu, and turned around and headed towards the unfamiliar No. 17 Junior Sect Six.

The whole person is inspected around the fuselage, turns the hydraulic double-bladed propeller, and after the inspection is completed, climbs the front escalator and enters the cockpit with the same arrangement.

Li Fu did not recheck, but went directly into the back seat and stuffed his luggage into the narrow space behind the cabin.

After Li Fu and Zhou Hai boarded the plane, one of the ground crew members removed the escalator, retreated outside the safe area, and lined up in a row with the other four members of the ground crew.

"Master, where's the 12th machine?"

Zhou Hai observed the cockpit instruments, checked the pressure and pressure mercury at the air intake, and carried out the take-off operation with his hands like flying.

"Due to the bullet in the left wing, the fatigue of the metal components, the distortion and deformation, the reduction of the bearing limit, and the damage to the rear seat instrument and control system, the fuselage was in poor condition, and the maintenance value was not large, so it was retired early." Li Fu's voice was steady and clear, and he slowly told the future fate of the No. 12 training aircraft.

Retire!

Early retirement!

This is the fate of the No. 12 training plane, to be honest, Li Fu can't believe that Zhou Hai can drive the No. 12, which was shot in the left wing, back to the Hacheng Air Base.

In other words, the No. 12 trainer overdrew his life and used willpower to support the base until Zhou Hai safely stepped on the ground.

The fuselage was shot in many places, and the fuselage made various air combat maneuvers during the attack, resulting in a large overload acting on the fuselage.

Circling flight is not a simple flight maneuver, this maneuver has strict requirements for the state of the fuselage, and requires the pilot to perform complex operations.

"Early retirement?"

When Zhou Hai heard this, he shook his head slightly, felt a little stuffy in his chest, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and pressed the engine start button with his right hand.

Retired early, years later, staying quietly in the center of a theme park, recounting its past history and past, this may be the fate of the first six after the twelfth.

"Buzz!"

The slightly unfamiliar sound of the aero engine sounded, and the piston-6 star-shaped nine-cylinder engine was successfully started, outputting power, driving the hydraulic double-bladed propeller at the top to rotate at high speed in the counterclockwise direction from slow to fast.

Zhou Hai's face was calm, his eyes were looking straight ahead, his right hand clenched the joystick, and his left hand slowly pushed the throttle valve.

"Boom!" In the blink of an eye, the entire engine was getting more and more high-quality jet fuel, roaring, and puffs of green smoke coming out of the exhaust holes.

Unfamiliar.

This No. 17 trainer aircraft, although it has the same layout as the No. 12, everything seems so unfamiliar.

"Salute!"

Outside the safe area of the tarmac, the ground crew leader straightened his back and raised his right hand to salute the No. 17 trainer aircraft, with a loud voice.

The rest of the ground crew, consisting of four people, raised their hands and saluted at the same time.

Zhou Hai looked at the ground handling team and raised his hand to return the salute.

"Let's go." After Li returned the salute, he gave instructions to Zhou Hai.

"Yes."

Zhou Hai nodded, slowly pushed the throttle valve up, stepped on the rudder, and controlled the entire Chujiao 6 to slide out of the No. 5 tarmac, and turned to the right towards the taxiway.

Soon, driving into the taxiway of the base, Zhou Hai's face was calm, and he skillfully turned on the airborne radio equipment, connected to the military encrypted communication channel, and contacted the tower of Hacheng Air Base: "Call the tower, and request to take off on the 17th!" ”

"No. 17, the ground is easterly, the wind speed is level 3, the gust is level 4, accompanied by a level 3 crosswind, the field pressure is 1013, the weather is fine, you can enter the No. 1 runway, you are allowed to take off, please pay attention to protect your eyes."

Soon, a voice came from the control officer of the base tower, reporting a series of corresponding parameters: "Safe journey." ”

"Thanks for the reminder, Tower, the 17th is ready to take off."

After getting permission to take off, Zhou Hai took a deep breath, put on the Type 07 pilot's glasses that were not damaged in the attack, and steered Chujiaoliu to leave the taxiway and enter the No. 1 runway.

Push the throttle valve with your left hand and hold the lever with your right hand.

Hasten!

Hasten!

Hasten!

The hydraulic double-bladed propeller rotates at high speed, like an afterimage, the sound of the aero engine resounds around the runway, and the anti-skid tires of the main landing gear roll in motion, with the power provided by the engine to provide faster and faster speed for the fuselage.

Behind him, there was a burst of green smoke.

After 250 meters, the airspeed is 135 kilometers per hour.

"Farewell, Twelve."

Seeing this, Zhou Hai did not hesitate to pull the lever and raise his head, glanced back at the Hacheng Air Base behind him, and said goodbye softly in his heart.

Relying on the physical laws of aerodynamics, as a lifting body, the Chujiao VI, which splits the airflow between the left and right wings, generates a pressure difference, provides abundant lift, and after raising its head slightly to change the angle of attack of the fuselage, it is like an eagle spreading its wings, and sweeps towards the blue sky again.

Flying away from the heavily guarded Hacheng Air Base, the Chujiao 6 climbed to 3,000 meters, entered a cruising flight state, and headed for the Dancheng training base at the northern end at a speed of 170 kilometers per hour.

"Zhou Hai, how did you feel when the bullet pierced the cockpit?" After flying steadily for a while, Li Fu suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

Zhou Hai heard Li Fu's question, thought for a moment, and responded: "Feeling? I didn't have time to feel it, it was too urgent at the time, where can I take care of these, only by responding calmly, it is possible to get out of danger. ”

"And then?" Li Fu nodded lightly and continued to ask.

"Later, I didn't feel anything, I was calm, Master, I can guarantee that I don't have any psychological problems." Zhou Hai was slightly helpless and repeated.

“…… I believe you. When Li Fu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I mean, have you learned anything useful from this process?" ”