The sound that really vibrates the air and pierces the heart is often not necessarily loud, nor is it noisy. It is a feeling of being so majestic and grand that it is ethereal and silent, deep and inclusive, and it can make all things silent, a kind of great spirit to let go and suck.

At this moment, the engine of the J-10BM is fully turned on, emitting a rhythmic roar, low frequency and loud. The plane swept away all the air around it from the air intake, and after inhaling it into its body, it burst out with a thousand powers, causing the 15-ton dragon flying rider to turn into a bolt of lightning and stab straight forward.

The people in the airfield saw not a fighter plane, but a powerful rattling tail arrow, which flew so fast that it was silent, and only a terrible howling was heard piercing the sky. Only the long tail flame behind the plane's vent was bright and dazzling, and the bright-colored flame was decorated with a blue-purple Mach ring, forming the feathers of this rattle-tailed arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the plane accelerated to the speed of lifting the front wheels.

Squadron Leader Tang Yujian, who had been carefully observing at the end of the runway, had sharp eyes and immediately found the problem, "Not good! A sentence blurted out.

On the runway, after the aircraft accelerates to the speed of the nose wheels, the pilot should slowly lift his head with the rod up, and then keep the fuselage in an upward position, and the air will slowly lift the aircraft off the ground.

But Meng Bang drank all day, and he couldn't suppress his temper. I saw that the J-10BM fighter on the runway was also like a madwoman and a fierce horse, and after suddenly rising, it did not maintain its head-up posture, but continued to roll back with a ferocious momentum, and it seemed that it was about to rush back under the impact of the air current.

At this time, the speed of the plane had already exceeded the speed of lifting the front wheels, and under the top of the engine, it suddenly jumped upward, and instantly took off into the air, followed by a loud tearing sound like rags on the wings on both sides, and at the same time turned out a large cloud of white smoke.

"It's over, the plane is stalling!" Tang Yujian was sweating all over his head. I can only accept what my eyes see, and I can't think about anything else, but I am already thinking about preparing to take care of the aftermath of Meng's death.

To stall is to lose power, to lose the power of the air to lift it, to lose the power to save yourself. When the wings of an airplane are tilted too much relative to the air, the gases are separated from the surface of the wing – that is, the stubborn pile of iron is discarded. There is no difference between an airplane abandoned by the air and a steel ingot, and can only be slammed to the ground under the pull of gravity.

The airflow on the upper surface of the wings of the J-10BM piloted by Meng Zheng has been completely separated, and the leading edge vortex has broken to form a huge separation vortex, which has torn the transparent and quiet air into milky white beads and turned into two dense fogs, wrapping the aircraft tightly. Wings that have lost their aerodynamic function are of no use other than to gain weight.

At this time, not only Tang Yujian and Hong Duye, who were watching from the end of the runway, but also the pilots in the parking area of the government air defense team were also dumbfounded. They are all professionally trained pilots on active duty, and they must retire immediately if they have the slightest idea in their heads, not to mention practicing this kind of unconventional maneuver close to the ground.

As the wings of the plane rose into a huge white whirlpool, the crowd of onlookers around the airport burst into cheers and shouts, and they only thought it was exciting.

However, Tang Yujian only saw the main wing stalling, and did not notice that the canard front wing had not stalled.

The pair of small wings on the nose of the plane are like beacons in a storm, standing firmly and firmly pointing to the direction of the wind. Conventional aircraft have two pairs of wings, a pair of main wings that generate lift and a pair of pitch control wings that control attitude, and as long as the latter has not stalled, the aircraft can still control it.

The J-10BM is characterized by a canard layout, with the pitch-controlled wing in front of the main wing, which is naturally not affected by the separation vortex of the main wing. Meng Zhu precisely controlled the joysticks and firmly grasped the attitude of the aircraft with this pair of canard front wings.

At this time, the fighter had completely folded back and turned into a vertically erected Cheng dù. At that very moment, the roar of the engine turned into a terrible chirp, like the mad cry of the demon after it appeared in its original form.

The 117SFN engine has been overdrawn to its full capacity and has reached the limit of its working condition. In the midst of this earth-shattering shrill scream, the J-10BM fighter has simply become a carrier rocket, rising vertically on the runway.

However, people only hear the mournful sound of this engine, but they cannot understand the madness of its variable vector vent. You must know that the engine lifts straight into the air against the fuselage, and in the case of losing the pneumatic face control, it is like a pencil standing on the tip of the finger, and only by constantly moving and adjusting the fingertip can the pencil not fall. Now the condition of this J-10BM is exactly the same, the engine variable vector nozzle is extremely fast to move back and forth under the coordinated operation of the bomb and the computer, although the amount of activity is subtle and fast to be observable by the naked eye, but the precision and stability ensure that the fuselage does not have any tilt.

The attack is connected in series with the on-board computer, and the J-10BM fighter is coordinated with the 117SFN engine, and this fist-like powerful whole gradually accelerates vertically on the runway, piercing into the deep and infinite dark sky.

Tang Yujian opened his mouth at the end of the runway, not knowing what to do, until he heard the thunderous applause of the crowd at the airport on all sides.

Hong Duye also came up and said, "Mr. Meng is really ...... Awesome, awesome is not the right word, it should be said to be incomparable. In the event of a big war, you all took to the air in such a hurry? ”

"No," Tang Yujian shook his head blankly, "I've never seen anything like this." ”

"Hmm. It may be that just now, Mr. Meng has fully understood the capabilities of the new fighter's on-board attitude control computer and variable vector nozzle. ”

"No, it's not just that, it's that they trust each other." Tang Yujian replied.

"They? But Mr. Meng was the only one on the plane? Hong Duye didn't know what Tang Yujian was referring to.

"Fighter...... and drivers. Tang Yujian turned around, "Just like I said to you before, you have to trust your fighter, hand over your heart, and put it in the blood of the fighter, in order to achieve the integration of man and machine." ”

"Well, to be honest, I never understood that."

"Yes, for us, it's all in flight suits, helmets, sitting in the cockpit, and manipulating this iron shell that holds our bodies through layers of wrapping. But the struck ...... different"

"Oh?"

"I've heard him say," replied Tang Yujian, "that when he flies, it's as if he's floating naked in the air, with nothing but his soul." ”

"Poof!" Hearing this, Hong Duye burst out laughing.

"Well, I'm serious." Tang Yujian frowned and laughed, "That's really what he said." ”

As the plane lifted off, the night sky suddenly became silent. The sound of the wings tearing the turbulent flow and the roaring of the engines disappeared in an instant, and the struck and the fighter seemed to melt into the silent night sky.

Everyone in the airport was looking into the sky with their necks out, but nothing could be seen in the dark.

Only Tang Yujian was able to capture the light point formed by the Mengsheng fighter in this night, as a fighter pilot has good eyesight, but more importantly, he understands Mengzheng and this kind of fighter, so what is the approximate position, and he thinks about it in his heart: "Heh-Brother Meng is really not good to serve." ”

"How?" Hong Duye was a little puzzled, although he looked in the direction of Tang Yujian's gaze, he couldn't see anything.

"He confiscated the landing gear and came back right away."

"Where?" Hong Duye is still looking.

At this moment, Tang Yujian's mobile phone rang in his coat pocket. He picked it up and didn't speak, but finally said, "Okay, I got it." Then he hung up the phone and said to Hong Duye, "Prepare to evacuate, we will go back to the parking area and wait for him." ”

"What's going on?"

"It was relayed by the airport tower just now, and Brother Meng said that the plane is not good, and you have to use a knife to sharpen your bones."

"Bone shaving? Is this a metaphor or a ......"

"Who knows."

Before the words fell, Tang Yujian had already seen the attack.

At this moment, the right slope of the fighter he piloted was very steep, and it was slanted towards the runway. In the beginning, the plane was still a small dot. Later, with the rapid approach of the distance and suddenly increased, soon to the front, the whole fuselage is as big as a Dapeng gold-winged bird, to the runway over a twist and slide, as if sitting on the cloud for half a circle, the nose of the plane in an instant aligned with the runway.

At this moment, something even more jaw-dropping happened to Hong Duye.

Meng Yan released the parachute in the air, and after the parachute bag was dragged out of the tail cabin, it made a loud bang, and instantly opened into a huge umbrella flower, almost pulling the plane to a halt in the air. Just at the brink of the plane's shaky stall, Meng Strike decisively released the parachute line. The umbrella floated away, and the fuselage sank down instantly, squatting steadily on the runway. Then the fuselage is pushed forward by the engine, and turns to drive onto the side fork into the liaison road, ready to return to the parking area.

Hong Duye recalled that the rocket that had just been hit and soared straight into the air and now opened the parachute in the air and smashed the ground straight and ground, and the runway took about 100 meters, and it was not much different from vertical take-off and landing.

Tang Yujian saw Hong Duye's appearance and smiled: "He used to land like this a lot, and the landing gear didn't know how much it was destroyed." It was mainly forced by the forced landing of the "Liaoning" during the Battle of Okinawa. ”

"With the J-10? Mr. Meng has piloted a land-based aircraft to land on an aircraft carrier? ”

"Alas, there are too many ridiculous things about him, so I'll go back and tell you more." Tang Yujian waved his hand to the car, "Hurry up to the parking area and wait for him, I don't know what is wrong." ”

"yes, how could it go wrong? That J-10BM was carefully selected by us, and it was a high-end configuration. The conformal fuel tank, the stealth cocoon bag bomb bay, and the attached electronic jamming cabin are all complete, so you don't have to pick it. Hong Duye opened the passenger door, waited for Tang Yujian to get into the car first, and then went around to the other side to get into the driver's seat.

"yes." Tang Yujian said in the car, "Let's go over and take a look first, I don't know what's wrong." The tower said in a tone of Mont Go's ...... I seem to be quite angry. ”

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