Chapter 597: Military Salute Curtain Call!

"The general has issued a notice that the training squadron can go through the field at a low altitude."

Before leaving, the verbal praise and the low-altitude air farewell etiquette.

Now, the imminent departure of the flight instructor team to Afghanistan has spread throughout the Fat Air Base, and everyone knows about it.

The tower controllers who witnessed the take-off of the Frog and Jade Bird fighters again and again knew that the zero instructor of the training squadron piloting the No. 001 long plane was on his last flight in Argentina.

"Thank you, the training squadron received, ready to pass through the field at a low altitude."

When Zhou Hai heard this, he was a little surprised, knew what it meant, and after replying to the tower, he immediately issued an order to the adjacent No. 002 Qingjiao: "Baker, the two planes are in a side-by-side formation, with an interval of 20 meters, a height of 10 meters, and a speed of 450. ”

The low-altitude passage, the most classic and romantic traditional aviation etiquette, is exclusive to the pride of the sky.

This was Zhou Hai's first low-altitude clearance at Fateh Air Force Base, the first low-altitude clearance in the South American sky, and the last low-altitude clearance.

With this, I would like to say my final goodbyes.

"Report, no problem!"

On the other end of the encrypted radio, Rosal's somewhat excited answer was heard.

Flying at a low altitude is of great significance to Rosal, who has returned from his inductee duties.

For the first time in his flying career, he flew the FC-20 "Qingjiao" fighter, flying over the tower and base, looking down at the earth and looking up at the blue sky, implementing the most classic honor etiquette!

It's a glorious moment!

A few seconds later, the two FC-20X 'Qingjiao' lowered their heads in a steady attitude, reduced their speed and altitude, adjusted their flight attitude, and faced the empty and expansive Fateh Air Force Base, pointing directly over the straight and spacious main runway of the base, constantly reducing the distance between them.

Thirty meters!

Twenty meters!

Ten meters!

Under the constant attention of the tower controllers and many ground crews, two gray warhawks gathered countless eyes, bathed in bright sunlight, and the light gray single hanging tail painted Argentine Air Force pattern was particularly dazzling, maintaining a safe altitude of ten meters on the ground.

10 meters!

This is a very ordinary ultra-low-altitude flight altitude for Zhou Hai, but for Rosal, who is immature and not yet fully mature, it is the ultimate altitude at this stage.

Not every pilot can master the pinnacle technology of ultra-low altitude and one meter low altitude.

Maintaining an altitude of 10 meters, the two frogs were about 20 meters apart from each other, skimming the ground at a speed of 450 kilometers per hour, and in the eyes of the instructor team and 19 qualified pilots who had been trained and qualified, they pointed directly at the towering base tower and the end of the runway.

Ten meters!

Fly at a speed of 125 meters per second!

At such a height and speed, there is no room for error.

In the high-speed flight state, even if the hand trembles, the Qingjiao fighter weighing more than ten tons will have a huge deviation, and eventually cause the disaster of the plane being destroyed and people killed!

In the cockpit of 002, Rosal's whole body was tense, his right hand was holding the joystick, his eyes were staring at the front, looking at the earth that seemed to be in close contact in the next second and the countless eyes gathered on his body, the adrenaline in his body was secreted wildly, and his body trembled slightly, not afraid, but excited and excited.

"Buzz!"

The roar of the engine swept around like water waves, the conical nose was sharp and sharp, and the vast and dense high-density air at ultra-low altitude rushed towards the airframe, flowing and wrapping the surface of the fuselage, maintaining a stable aerodynamic layout of the fuselage.

Two warhawks, in a way close to the ground, bathed in the sun.

At this time, the light is dazzling!

At this moment, all eyes are on!

"God, it's only about ten meters high, right?"

In the apron area of the base, Bulow, who was wearing the rank of captain on his shoulder, looked at the two frogs flying at an ultra-low altitude and swept the ground, and his whole body was shocked and his heart was shocked.

Ten meters!

This is an unimaginable height, an unimaginable realm for Bulow!

It's like a majestic mountain, you can only look up and look into the distance, but you can't walk in and touch it.

Not only Bulow, but also the surrounding Albanian pilots were in a sensation and shocked.

There is no doubt that the Huaxia instructor can fly at a height of ten meters.

However, Rosal, who is also a trained pilot, can even fly at a height of ten meters!

"Rosal's luck is too good......"

Next to him, an Albanian pilot wearing the rank of captain in a military uniform and on both shoulders was shocked, and a touch of envy appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he thought silently in his heart.

He was a trained pilot of the third group of Lychee, not the fourth group under the command of Zhou Hai.

Standing at the front of the crowd, Shui Lian couldn't help but sigh: "Zero's skill is not covered, cow." ”

"Definitely, no, the technology and teaching ability are better than ours." Lychee, who was wearing a hat, quietly gave a thumbs up, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the two fighters flying at high speed over the runway of the base in the distance.

"All the instructors are there, salute!"

"All trainee pilots, salute!"

A few seconds later, when the two frogs flew to the tower and apron section with the classic low-altitude air etiquette, the voices of the military chief of the instructor team to Afghanistan, Fugu and Major General Bavino, resounded together.

"Huh!"

All the instructors and pilots in training maintained a military posture, their eyes were bright, and they neatly arranged the two frogs that had always been surrounded by fierce and vigorous spirit, and gave the most standard military salute.

"Huh!"

In the tower of the base, the controllers and commanders of the Afghan side on combat readiness duty straightened their backs, raised their right hands sharply, and put their five fingers together.

Salute!

A symbol of the military, used all over the world!

Argentina's coaching trip began with a military salute and ended with a military salute!

Zhou Hai, who had a calm and calm face, gave a thumbs up with his left hand to show his return salute.

The same is true of Rosal, who holds the joystick in his right hand and gives a thumbs up with his left hand, saluting the crowd in return.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the two frogs, which gathered countless eyes, swept past the base tower and the crowd of spectators at high speed, and when they arrived at the end of the runway, they raised their noses and swept into the blue sky in the distance, showing an elegant and noble attitude.

Make a U-turn and get permission to land.

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by the gentle and low roar of the engine, the two frogs under the watchful eyes of the tower controllers and many ground crews landed on the runway in an orderly manner according to the order of success, with a slight upward standard.

"Squeak!"

The sharp friction between the aviation tires and the runway surface came out, and the No. 001 and No. 002 frogs, which had successfully landed, opened their parachutes one after another, slowed down and headed for the taxiway.

This was Zhou Hai's last landing in Argentina and the last landing of Rosal, a trainee pilot.

After Zhou Hai completes the coaching mission, he will embark on the road back to China, and Rosal, who has completed the training of the new aircraft, will lose his status as a trained pilot, reinstate his official position, and fly the frog in the blue sky in his original identity until he has the initial combat power and combat readiness on duty.