Chapter 81: The Aftermath, the Way Home

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Loud firecrackers exploded from the back of the terminal, far from the runway, and a big red banner was thrown from the window on the third floor of the terminal, with the words "Welcome home the ace" written on it.

The ramp of the F14 fighter plane flipped out lightly, and Ning Lei and Qiao Pengfei jumped out of the cockpit with agility as they grabbed the escalator.

Seeing that Ning Lei's feet landed on the ground without any abnormality, Liang Yuan put his heart in his stomach completely, but he was worried and went away, and his suspicion rose again, remembering that when Ning Lei boarded the plane, he received the news that two Su-22 attack planes were provocative, how did he shoot down five planes, could it be said that Uncle Ning was ambushed by the Vietnamese.

Looking at the bustling crowd around Ning Lei, Liang Yuan simply didn't go to join in the fun, and pulled Xiong Weixin straight back to the barracks.

It wasn't until an hour later that Ning Lei, who had finished arranging work at the airport, changed back into civilian clothes, pushed the door and walked in.

"Congratulations to Uncle Ning for his success in the first battle and his longevity. Liang Yuan said with a smile: "Uncle Ning has left a strong mark in the history of world air warfare. ”

Ning Lei laughed and said, "How can it be so exaggerated as you say, Uncle Ning's record is not even a fraction of that of a famous pilot." ”

Liang Yuan shook his head again and again when he heard this, and said: "Even if you don't consider the generation difference of aircraft, the pilots that Uncle Ning said have all achieved achievements in large-scale air battles, and Uncle Ning has already made history by fighting a group alone." ”

After the Korean War in the 50s, the air war completely entered the jet age, and from the 60s to the present, there have been four local wars, the India-Pakistan-Kashmir conflict, and the Middle East war. The Vietnam War and the Iran-Iraq War, which has been in full swing in recent years.

However, with the exception of the Iran-Iraq war, where it is extremely difficult to verify the truth of the war report, the remaining three conflicts were fought by both sides of the MiG-21. Mirage 3, F4 and other typical second-generation aircraft, and Ning Lei's F14 fighter is defined as a third-generation fighter by the United States, and the MiG-23 dispatched by the Vietnamese Air Force is also defined as a third-generation fighter by the Soviet Union (Note 1).

"Uncle Ning, I remember that there were only 2 Su-22 attack planes in Hangar No. 7, why did so many planes pop up?" Liang Yuan asked suspiciously.

"There are four more MiG-22 fighters a few tens of kilometers away from the Su-23. Ning Lei said.

"Su-22 is a decoy. It's a trap. Liang Yuan blurted out.

Ning Lei knew that Liang Yuan was ghostly, and he was not surprised to see that Liang Yuan guessed the truth in the blink of an eye, and said: "It should be that we were targeted by the Soviet Union when we negotiated in Hong Kong." ”

"I just received a telegram from Fiery Cross Reef that the MiG-23 fighter pilot shot down by Uncle Ning has been salvaged, and the preliminary inquiry made the other party said that it was a volunteer from the Soviet Union. ”

"Fiery Cross Reef still has a Russian translator?" Liang Yuan asked curiously.

"The Fiery Cross Reef newspaper man had devoured Russian materials when he was learning radio technology, and he knew some simple Russian, and this news was guessed by the newspaper man Lian Mengzai. ”

It was no surprise that Liang Yuan was far away from this vice of the Soviet Union. Smacked his lips and said with a smile: "This time we are in charge, we can't imagine killing the Soviets, Uncle Ning will solve them so cleanly, I guess their idea should be to fight with Uncle Ning, whether it is to shoot down the F14 or force Uncle Ning to run out of fuel is a very cost-effective thing." ”

"Maybe the Soviets are still dreaming of salvaging F14 fighters. It's a pity that now the chickens are flying and the eggs are beating. Liang Yuan said with a smile.

Ning Lei rubbed Liang Yuan's head with a smile and said, "Lin Xiaoshan, the commander of the Air Force, and Xiao Guanghua, the commander of the Navy, are both rushing here by plane, Uncle Ning will not come back at night, and he will not be able to send Xiaoyuan to Sanya tomorrow morning." ”

Liang Yuan scratched his head after listening to Ning Lei's words, and he could foresee the arrival of the big guy. There must have been another endless quarrel, the plane was HNA's. The pilot is from the Air Force, who is this achievement, the only active air combat ace of the Republic, whether it is spent by the Navy or the Air Force, it is a very uplifting thing, and it can be used as a killer weapon in the future when fighting for military expenses.

The reason why the 6th Army has the loudest voice among the three branches of the armed forces is not because it has a hard foundation for military exploits.

This kind of thing is obviously a big pit to provoke right and wrong, Liang Yuan couldn't avoid it, nodded and said: "I go with Uncle Weixin, Uncle Ning has something to worry about, if it weren't for Geng Lao, I would have gone back a long time ago." ”

Ning Lei was right, Lingshui Airport really didn't sleep all night, and in the middle of the night, three sorties of military planes landed at the airport, and Liang Yuan was also woken up three times.

In the early morning of the next day, Liang Yuan learned that Geng Qinghua, who had just left Lingshui, had taken the plane back to Hainan.

The Boeing 737 of China Southern Airlines rose from the ground after a long run, and after more than ten minutes of climbing, it slowly leveled out, Liang Yuan let go of the seat belt buckled at his waist, and stared blankly at the white clouds outside the porthole with his hand on his forehead.

Xiong Weixin, who was beside him, saw that Liang Yuan didn't move for a long time, and thought that Liang Yuan was airsick, so he touched it lightly and asked, "Xiaoyuan, do you have a headache, do you want to bring some motion sickness medicine." ”

"Oh, Uncle Wilson doesn't need it, I'm waiting for that female devil down there with a headache. Liang Yuan said subconsciously.

Xiong Weixin heard Liang Yuan say this, and finally couldn't help laughing, in the kindergarten days, under the purging of a certain Lori, Liang Yuan was often beaten by two Lori, howling, those bad debts between the two little girls and Liang Yuan have long been happy to see and familiar to the old workers who work in the 35157 airport and railway depot.

Hearing Xiong Weixin laughing very happily, Liang Yuan realized that he had spoken out of his mouth.

With a bitter smile, Liang Yuan held the attitude of a bachelor, and threw aside what he had called Ning Wanfei the female devil some time ago, but was heard by himself, and decided to get some food from the flight attendant to anesthetize himself first.

China Southern Airlines flight 6679 from Sanya finally arrived at Taoxian Airport in Shengjing after more than five hours of flight.

Turning the last corner of the boarding aisle, Liang Yuan raised his eyes and saw two lilac slender figures eye-catching.

"Xiaoyuan, over here. The gentle and crisp voices of the two little girls poured into Liang Yuan's eardrums through the messy hall.

Xiong Weixin smiled and took the luggage in Liang Yuan's hand, patted Liang Yuan's shoulder and said, "You ask for more blessings, Uncle Xiong will go out to find the car first." ”

Looking at the two little girls standing at the boarding gate, Liang Yuan suddenly felt a little tight in the corners of his eyes, and walked a few steps out of the security checkpoint, the two little girls rushed over excitedly, and one of them pulled up one of Liang Yuan's arms and hugged him tightly in his arms, and in an instant, the fresh and elegant aroma surrounded Liang Yuan.

The light purple princess dress will reach the knee, a small piece of tight thigh looms at the corner of the skirt, the rounded calves and delicate ankles reflect the ivory tight light under the reflection of the afternoon sun, two pairs of white little feet step on the same color as the skirt of the light purple sandals, and the delicate toenails are also painted with lilac kodan.

With a slender waist, slightly bulging breasts, a slender pink neck, and a long jet black, Liang Yuan suddenly appeared and had not seen him for more than a month, and the two little girls already had the appearance of girls.

"Pig's head, what are you looking at stupidly?" Ning Wanjia's sweet voice was like heaven.

Seeing Ning Wanjia sneering at herself, feeling an unusually soft touch coming from her arm, Liang Yuan felt that his heartbeat was tight.

"Why are you two here?" Liang Yuan tried his best to control his voice so as not to get out of shape.

"I thought I was a big man. Ning Wanfei pursed her lips disdainfully.

"My sister and I came to pick up the airport today, and we have taken care of your face. Ning Wanfei said disdainfully, but the strength of holding Liang Yuan's arm did not weaken by half a point.

The matter of the female devil has not been revealed, where does Liang Yuan, who has a ghost in his heart, dare to provoke Ning Wanfei, smiled dryly and said: "Trouble the sisters to come and pick up the airport, the little one is really scared and grateful." ”

"Gratitude is not something Xiaoyuan can say. Ning Wanjia's eyes bent slightly, and her smile was extraordinarily meaningful.

Two beautiful girls who don't look like real people, intimately holding a teenager's arm, in the waiting hall to be more dazzling, Liang Yuan looked at the three of them like animals in the zoo being watched, where would they stand in place to pull the wind, patting Ning Wanfei's ass without words, and the three of them went out of the terminal together.

A milky white brand new Volga parked opposite the terminal, Xiong Weixin watched the three of them walk out of the waiting hall intimately, smiled and waved, and got into the co-pilot's seat.

The two little girls didn't let go of Liang Yuan's arm until they walked to the door of Volga's car.

Liang Yuan dogged open the back door of Volga and made a gesture of please, and Ning Wanjia giggled and got into the back seat.

Seeing Ning Wanjia get into the car and instantly reveal most of her straight thighs, Liang Yuan's heart rose, and he put his head into the back seat with a shy face.

"Xiaoyuan is very bad now. Ning Wanjia's tail is long, as if it can be sweet to the soul of a person.

Ning Wanjia pouted slightly, the smile and warmth in her eyes seemed to be able to drown people out, she reached out and pinched Liang Yuan's cheek, and the little girl moved to the other side of the back seat lightly.

"I knew that Jia Jia was always the best. Liang Yuan patted his ass and quickly entered the back seat and sat down triumphantly in the center of the seat.

Ning Wanfei, who was outside the car, lowered her head and got into the car, glanced at Liang Yuan with disdain, closed the door casually, and said to Zhou Heng in the driving position: "Uncle Xiao Zhou, let's go back to the 9o9 community today." ”

Note 1: After Mao Zijue, who claimed to be the third generation of MiG-23, was abused infinitely, he couldn't eat back what he said, so he simply made another generation of fighters, and directly divided the Su-27 into four generations, which is also the origin of Mao Zi's five generations of American imperialism and four generations.