After several days of preparation, the 122nd Regiment officially began training on the "107" topic.

Hu Zhongming is also quite a thief, and he took advantage of this shareholder wind to propose the matter of training bombs to the air division, and he succeeded.

The Air Force approved training bombs for three purposes, each with as many as 50 ammunition.

During this time, Yang Luo could fly up at least once a day, and the main thing he trained with Ye Jianlong and Xue Fei was air combat.

The position of deputy director of the training department is relatively rare, and the specific training plan involving each pilot is all drawn up by the training staff officer, and Yang Luo only needs to sign it occasionally.

As for the "107" project, since the training plan was handed in, it has not had much to do with him.

A leading group was set up in the regiment, with Hu Zhongming as the leader, Luo Chengbin and Yu Yangming as deputy leaders, and three captains as the specific executors.

This is not to say that the group picks peaches, but Yang Luo's level is too low.

Yang Luo has no dissatisfaction, anyway, when the training is over, it will definitely not be without his credit.

Therefore, Yang Luo is happy and relaxed, more things are better than less things.

For the current Yang Luo, no amount of resume can withstand the fact that his qualifications are too shallow.

The days go by in training.

……

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed, and it was November 11.

This day, commonly known as Singles' Day, is also called Chop Hand Day.

But this is a special day for the aviation units of the whole army, and this is the day of the expedition to the northwest.

Because tomorrow, the Golden Helmet Free Air Battle will be fought in the depths of the desert in the northwest.

Donglingchang Station.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The sky was blue, dotted with white clouds, and the golden sunlight from the sun did not have the slightest temperature to speak of.

Dongling Station has entered the severe cold season, and the temperature is below zero all day long.

A few days ago, there was the first snow of this winter, and because the temperature was too low, it has not yet melted, and white is the main color of the station.

Flight area.

Three pilots in winter flight suits sit in a commuter van heading to Hangar One, flight helmets resting on their knees together.

Ye Jianlong sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Yang Luo and Xue Fei sat in the back seat.

The faces of the three of them were a little excited, and they couldn't suppress their excitement.

After waiting for so long, this day has finally come.

"Squeak".

The moving commuter truck came to a steady stop in front of Hangar No. 1.

"Get out of the car, assemble."

It was Ye Jianlong who gave the order.

The three quickly opened the door and got out of the car and lined up in front of the hangar.

In front of them were regiment commander Hu Zhongming, deputy regiment commander Luo Chengbin and chief of staff Yu Yangming, who specially marched for the three of them.

Standing behind the three regimental leaders were pilots and maintenance personnel who volunteered to see them off, as well as some personnel affiliated with the station.

"Comrade Regiment Commander, the three of us have already prepared, please instruct." Ye Jianlong reported loudly.

"The three of you are the three pilots with the best flying skills in our 122nd Regiment, and this time I will go to ......"

Hu Zhongming's eyes swept over the three of them, and he slowly spoke, and finally said: "I don't ask you to win the award, but you must play with the momentum of our 122nd regiment, and you can't embarrass me If anyone is eliminated on the first day of the war, and after coming back, he will go to the confinement room for seven days, can he do it?" ”

The three of them straightened their chests, their faces were serious, their eyes were full of sharpness and confidence, and they said loudly: "Yes." ”

Subsequently, Luo Chengbin and Yu Yangming also spoke one after another, and the central content was nothing more than to cheer for the three of them.

After the brief speech, Hu Zhongming stood with his hands in his hands, his bright eyes swept over the three of them again, and he made a voice full of momentum, and said: "I am waiting here for your triumph, and now I order, board the plane." ”

"Yes, salute!"

Ye Jianlong roared loudly and gave the order.

In an instant, the right hands of the three people were raised almost at the same time, saluting the three regiment leaders in front,

"Go, we are waiting for your good news at home."

Hu Zhongming said slowly, raising his hand to return the salute.

Luo Chengbin and Yu Yangming looked at the three people who were about to go on the expedition with expectations in their eyes, and solemnly raised their right hands to return the salute.

The same goes for others.

The three people who went there this time competed not only for their personal honor, but also for the honor of the whole regiment.

After the salute, the three-person team disbanded, carrying their own flight helmets, each running towards their own fighters, and the ardent words of hope of their comrades-in-arms came to their ears.

"Comrade pilot, the fighter plane is ready, please accept it."

After Gou Quan raised his hand to salute, he handed Yang Luo the receipt log with both hands.

Yang Luo returned the salute, nodded, took the signing documents, quickly checked the fighter, and after signing, climbed the boarding ladder and sat in the cockpit.

Gou Quan followed, climbed the boarding ladder, assisted Yang Luo to put on the flight helmet, connected it to the cockpit, and asked: "Yang Luo, you must bring a golden helmet back, let me also see what the golden helmet looks like." ”

Yang Luo said modestly: "Those who can participate in the Golden Helmet competition are all masters, and I don't have a high grasp, I will try my best." ”

"The madman has become humble, it's not like you." Gou Quan said with a smile.

Yang Luo smiled and praised himself: "I have always been very modest, but you didn't find out." ”

"Come on, I don't know about you yet, what does the word modesty have to do with you." Gou Quan patted Yang Luo on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, first of all, I wish you good results and a golden helmet." ”

As he spoke, he slowly closed the glass canopy.

"Thank you."

After thanking Gou Quan for his blessings, Yang Luo began to conduct an instrument inspection.

"Boom!"

After a short time, the Taihang-10C aero engine was started with the assistance of an external power supply, emitting a surging roar, a total of three, spread throughout the entire flight area, and the momentum was huge.

"Dingxin Airport, I'm here."

Yang Luo sat upright and looked at the ejection seat in the cockpit, looking into the distance with deep eyes, as if he could pass through a distance of more than 3,000 kilometers and see Dingxin Airport in the depths of the desert.

Ye Jianlong's No. 302 J-10C drove out of the hangar, Yang Luo took a deep breath, pushed the throttle valve in his left hand up, and pressed the lever forward.

As the jet fuel is pumped up, the roar of the aero engine grows louder and the speed increases rapidly, providing high power, and the tail nozzle spews out a hot azure tail flame.

Under the command of Qi Yu, the 301 J-10C parked in the No. 1 hangar moved, slowly drove forward, and left the round arch shed hangar.

On the other side, the No. 311 J-10C piloted by Xue Fei followed closely behind Yang Luo, manipulating the fighter plane and slowly sliding out of the hangar.

In the safe area outside the hangar, under the bitterly cold north wind, Hu Zhongming and the rest of the staff kept raising their right hands in salute, watching the three fighters taxiing on the runway.

Three J-10Cs braked on the runway one after another and stopped steadily.

"Call the tower, 302, 301, 311 are ready, request to take off, over."

Ye Jianlong, as the leader of the formation, sent an application to the tower to take off.

"The tower received, the wind direction is 340, the wind speed is 6 meters second, the gust is 8 meters second, the field pressure is 1008, and it can take off."

In the tower, Wen Xianjun held the intercom, calmly reported a set of meteorological parameters, gave permission to take off, and finally sent a blessing: "I wish you all the way to victory and good results." ”

"Thank you, Tower, we're ready to take off, over."

After Ye Jianlong responded, he immediately issued instructions: "Attention all planes, the three planes will take off in formation, and we will go." ”

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the three fighters released their brakes almost simultaneously and accelerated on the three runways.

After taxiing for 350 meters, the critical speed of take-off was obtained, and the three fighters invariably raised their noses slightly, took off against the wind in the howling north wind, and faced the blue sky overhead.

Steering, climbing.

The destination, Dingxin Airport, 3,000 kilometers to the northwest.

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In the end, I cheekily begged for a subscription, and I was about to lose my boutique.

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