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"Long plane, haven't you been tired of flying for so long?" Yi Xuewu tried her best to stabilize the joystick and keep the fuselage level, and when she heard Zhou Hai's powerful answer, she was puzzled.

Zhou Hai responded softly: "I'm not particularly tired, I'm fine." ”

"......" Yi Xuewu heard this and sighed: "Your physical strength is too abundant." ”

"Monsters." Bai Tangfei, whose eyes were bloodshot, muttered softly.

At this time, Yang Xiaolong's voice sounded again: "Inform me, after everyone lands, eat and rest, recover your strength, and there are important flight tasks today." ”

The four of them immediately responded, controlled the warhawks with little fuel left, formed a corresponding formation, and faced the straight and slender main runway of Kuncheng Airport.

"Buzz!"

With the screeching of the glamorous engines in the air, four L-15C Falcon shuttled through the rainstorm into the clear space, and landed safely one by one with the nose slightly upturned in an elegant and light attitude.

Calm and elegant.

After landing safely, the four L-15C Falcon of the Eagle Squadron were guided by the ground staff of Kuncheng Airport into the standard shed apron and came to a steady stop.

In other shed aprons, there are silver-gray J-8-2 supersonic fighters, as well as a few J-11A heavy air superiority fighters, and four fashionable and sci-fi new Falcons, which can be said to attract a lot of people's attention.

After the curtain came down on the long-distance flight mission to Queenstown, the tired people got off the plane one after another, faced the next non-stop rainstorm, and went to the airport air crew stove for dinner, while the war eagle was handed over to the ground staff to maintain, replenish fuel, and routinely check the status of the aircraft.

The hungry crowd did not relax, because before landing, Yang Xiaolong informed him that there was still an important flight mission.

In the airport air service stove, Yang Xiaolong and the four of them solved the special meals for nutritional matching, after eating, rested for four hours, recovered their physical strength and energy, and then checked and confirmed by the airport aviation doctor, everyone in the Eagle Squadron rushed to the tarmac non-stop.

The sky was dark and gloomy, sometimes twilight, and the clouds overlapped, and the torrential rain continued for several hours.

Among the four shelter-type aprons, the roof of the shed released bright orange lights, and the four L-15Cs were restored to new condition, and the internal mailboxes and auxiliary fuel tanks were fully filled.

"The next flight training mission is a long-distance transfer to a night flight, and the destination is the Quzhou base in Zhejiang Province, do you have the confidence to complete the task?" Standing in front of the tarmac, Yang Xiaolong was wearing a light green anti-load suit, holding a pilot's helmet in his hand, his body was upright, his face was serious, and he said to the four people assembled in the line.

"Yes!" Zhou Hai and the four of them were a little surprised, their eyebrows were strong, and they replied neatly and imposingly, and raised their hands to salute.

Transition Night Fly!

This has always been a difficult flying subject, and the limitations of the night situation and the hidden dangers of long-distance flight make the flight danger skyrocket, and it is even more difficult to land, which is a strict test of flying skills and willpower.

However, the most surprising thing is that the destination of the night flight - Quzhou base in Zhejiang Province.

This situation is to familiarize everyone with the famous Quzhou base in advance?

Yang Xiaolong nodded with satisfaction, looked at Zhou Hai, and said in a straight voice: "Zhou Hai, I will transfer to Wang Zhuyu's landline, this transfer to the night flight, I hope you will perform well and fly solo smoothly after returning to the base." ”

"Yes!"

When Zhou Hai heard this, he was slightly surprised, his face was solemn and serious, and he nodded and replied.

Flying solo in an informal sense, this is Yang Xiaolong's trust and support.

"Okay, now everyone check in and board the plane." After explaining, Yang Xiaolong had a serious face and issued an order to check and board.

After the words fell, the four people walked to the corresponding landline, checked around the fuselage, confirmed that it was correct, and climbed the boarding ladder into the cockpit.

As the supreme commander and flight instructor of the Eagle Squadron, Yang Xiaolong had a serious face, re-inspected the four -15C Falcon in turn, and finally entered the rear position of the No. 107 Wang Zhuyu landline and gave the take-off order.

The rain was continuous, and the wind was fierce.

More than 30 seconds later, the ignition of the eight aviation turbofan engines started normally, spewing out high-temperature airflow, and the four warhawks slowly slid out of the shed apron under the guidance of the ground crew, and were hit by countless crystal clear raindrops, splashing white water.

Keeping a safe distance and driving slowly along the apron passageway, the entire squadron of Eagle Eagles gathered the eyes of a famous ground crew member and a regular pilot to meet the taxiway.

Yang Xiaolong called to send a take-off application to the airport tower, and after obtaining take-off permits, the four war eagles shuttling in the rainstorm entered the main runway in an orderly manner in two planes and accelerated taxiing and take-off.

In the dark and gloomy night, the cone-shaped orange-red flame of the tail nozzle is particularly dazzling.

The teardrop-shaped glass cockpit is filled with the familiar screeching of engines.

Zhou Hai, who was alone, his eyes showed serious colors, staring at the dark night sky in front of him, holding a slightly heavy metal joystick in his right hand, and keeping the fuel supply in the middle of the throttle valve with his left hand, and steadily controlling the No. 109 War Eagle with auxiliary fuel tanks and fuel under him.

Raindrops hit the fuselage and converged into a clear trickle that flowed along the edges and corners of the wing to the ground.

Now, the first unofficial solo flight, the first long-distance overnight transfer flight.

Speed up, take off!

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the loud roar of the engine, after taxiing for nearly 300 meters, the slow and bulky L-15C Falcon, reaching the critical speed of take-off, gently raised the nose of the plane, spread its wings and soared, like a sharp sword to meet the dark night sky ahead.

The planes of the Eagle Squadron successfully took off, and then, according to Yang Xiaolong's order, climbed steadily, dragged the slender orange-red high-temperature tail flame, broke through the blockade of the dense cumulus cloud layer at low altitude, climbed to an altitude of 11,500 meters, and turned due east.

Looking up, the edge of the bright moon exudes a halo of light, shining brightly, and the bright stars hang high in the unreachable dome, forming a sophisticated and complex starry sky map.

Peaceful, peaceful.

Beautiful, shocking.

The unreachable but close starry sky overhead is the pursuit of countless people, and everyone has come to the edge of this sky.

Zhou Hai gently pressed the rod to change it, looked up at the starry sky, exhaled, and thought silently: "You can observe Quzhou this time, well, by the way, the route is going to pass over Star City, I don't know what happened to her." ”

Thinking about it, the girl's face and shadow came to mind.

Star City, the capital of a province, is an important city located in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, where the main campus of the National Defense University of Science and Technology, known as the 'No. 3 Prison', is located.

Zuo Xue, who has the dream of pursuing the pinnacle of knowledge, is studying in the No. 3 prison of Star City.

The route of the Eagle Squadron will fly from Kuncheng in the southwest border to the Quzhou base in Zhejiang Province along the eastward direction, passing through the sky over Xingcheng.