To Tong Yuan?

This flight cadet was not selected for the Eagle Squadron at the beginning, and his qualifications were not good, and his comprehensive score ranked fifth in the crash course, barely being considered to be in the upper middle, but his character and personality were average.

As for the rest of the crash course students, for the time being, they are not unable to meet the conditions and qualifications for the allocation of J-10C, and they still honestly go to the third-generation aircraft unit to temper themselves.

Who is this quota for?

The director stood under the eaves, smiling silently, with a pair of bright eyes, looking at the rainy world ahead.

In addition, there are also a group of high-quality top trainees, who will be injected into the troops as fresh blood to enhance their combat effectiveness.

That's a good thing.

A good thing that every aviation person would like to see.

……

It was evening, the sky in the north was still hot and dry, and the sun was setting in the distance, and the brilliant red reflected half of the sky.

"Buzz!"

The screeching sound of the turbofan engine is slow and loud from far to near, and the six war eagles are bathed in the red glow of the sky, like a bird returning to their nests, with a kind of peaceful and tranquil beauty.

The first squadron, which served as the combat mission of the air raid headquarters of the Blue Army, after a small half day of adjustment and rest, and after enjoying the feast of the old pilots at the Quzhou base, bid farewell to the old pilots with inspection and tactical analysis written on them, and crossed thousands of kilometers of long distances again, and went straight to the Shiyuan Airport that was like home.

The feast at the Quzhou base is delicious enough, and the chicken legs belonging to Lao Fei have a different taste, and by the way, you can also watch the J-10A "Raptor" take off and land, and admire the old Fei with a gloomy face and training.

Even so, for Zhou Hai's six flight cadets, the Quzhou base is still not as good as the Shiyuan.

The stone courtyard is the home of the flight students.

Shiyuan Airport, located in the bustling Shicheng area, came into view, the ground and the apron area were overcrowded, waiting quietly, and a pair of eyes cast on the sky full of brilliant red glow, condensed on the six war eagles.

"Attention of all aircraft, they are about to enter the field and land in a two-plane formation."

Zhou Hai held the joystick, looked at the straight and slender main take-off runway of the airport in front of him, gave a hint to everyone in the radio channel, and then sent a landing request to Shiyuan Airport: "Call the tower, the first squadron requests to land." ”

"Received on the 2nd."

"Received on the 3rd."

"Received on the 5th."

In the encrypted channel, the sonorous and powerful answers of the five elite class students sounded one by one.

"The tower received, the first squadron was allowed to land, the ground northwest wind, wind speed level 3, no gusts, no crosswinds, field pressure 1015."

Lin Ying, the airport tower controller, stood in his position, his back straight, his bright eyes cast to the sky, staring at the six war eagles returning from the sunset, holding the intercom, and speaking in a positive voice; "Welcome home, heroes, and congratulations on your successful victory and honor."

The voice is crisp and tactful, warm and heartfelt, without the slightest change.

This sound is still a unique and beautiful scenery of Shiyuan Airport.

Giving ground flight parameters and take-off permission, Lin Ying, who was standing in a military posture, silently watched the Falcon Higher Education aircraft group, and slowly raised a military salute with his right hand.

Salute!

Between soldiers and soldiers, all it takes is a military salute to express everything.

The thousand-mile attack can be called the first squadron to turn the tide, worthy of the evaluation of the word 'hero', and worthy of a military salute containing respect.

"The first squadron received, ready to land." Zhou Hai responded.

After obtaining the landing permission given by the tower, soon, under the gaze of many personnel on the ground of the Shicheng Flying Courtyard, the six Falcon Higher Education lowered their heads to meet the main and auxiliary runways of the airport, and landed in a two-plane formation.

The Warhawk's attitude is stable, its speed is reduced, the two turbofan engines are in a state of low thrust, and the left and right main wings cut through the air.

"Squeak!"

The main and auxiliary landing gear slowly poked out from the underside of the belly, the nose of the aircraft was slightly raised, and the high-performance aviation tires rubbed violently against the concrete surface of the main runway of the airport, wiping out bursts of green smoke, and the fuselage was slightly bumped before landing safely.

After successfully landing, it left the main and auxiliary runways in an orderly manner, and slowly slid into the corresponding shed parking stand under the guidance of the ground staff holding the red and yellow flags, and stopped steadily.

Immediately afterwards, a total of five ground crews quickly surrounded the six warhawks and set up boarding ladders.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the S-17 'Minshan' aviation turbofan engine gradually weakened, closed normally, and the transparent glass canopy slowly opened.

Outside the taxiway directly in front of the airport apron, all the officers and men belonging to the participating units of the Red Army's No. 1 base formed a standard formation.

In front of the team, Xu Jian, the supreme commander and captain of the No. 1 base, who received a boxed lunch at the beginning of the exercise, Lei Qiang, the deputy captain of the group, on the right side, more than 20 flight instructors headed by Yang Xiaolong and Liu Xin, the third row of flight trainees participating in the exercise, and the fourth row composed of aircraft maintenance troops and guard troops.

"All assembled!"

After Zhou Hai got off the plane, he held the pilot's helmet in his hand, ran out of the parking position, his face was serious and solemn, and as the leader of the first squadron of the Red Army, he gave the assembly order to the other five people.

In an instant, Wang Zhuyu, Bai Tangfei, Tong Yuan, Zhao Yingping, and Wu Cheng, who had just gotten off the plane, ran and gathered in front of Zhou Hai at the fastest speed.

Each person holds a pilot's helmet in his left hand, wears black sunglasses, tilts his head slightly, puffs out his chest, and stands in the most standard military posture.

"Take a break, stand upright!"

Zhou Hai had a solemn face, his eyes were fixed on everyone, and he shouted loudly.

"Da!" The five people gathered in a line, without any hesitation, instinctively made movements that were repeated thousands of times.

Take a break and stand upright.

The two basic movements, which run through the career of the soldier, constitute an indispensable part.

Keep your head held high, and your eyebrows are like swords.

Each person is like a sword that has been tempered thousands of times, and the momentum is compelling.

"Report to the commander, the first squadron has completed the combat mission, it should be eight people, but it is actually six people, the assembly is complete, please instruct!"

Zhou Hai held the pilot's helmet in his left hand, turned around, looked at all the officers and soldiers standing quietly, and raised his right hand to Xu Jian, his voice was sonorous and powerful, loud and upright, full of momentum.

The red glow in the distance is sprinkled, and the six shadows are stretched obliquely.

The breeze blows gently.

"Please take a break!"

Xu Jian, who was standing at the front of the team, carefully swept his eyes over everyone's faces, nodded slightly, his eyes were full of relief, and finally stared at Zhou Hai, raised his hand to return the salute, and gave an order.

"Take a break!"

Zhou Hai conveyed the order to all the members of the first squadron, and after everyone made a short resting movement, he folded his hands and trotted to the front of the team, waiting for a speech.

"All of them, salute the six heroes!"

A thick and powerful shout, like thunder, resounded through the open space of the tarmac.

"Huh!"

At this moment, the 'dead' participating troops who maintained a military posture were assembled in a queue and raised their right hands neatly.