Time passed quietly in training, and in the blink of an eye, more than 20 days passed, and it came to the beginning of July.

In July, the station still doesn't feel the heat, only the warmth of the day, and the daily maximum temperature is around 25 degrees.

With his own car, Yang Luo no longer has to borrow other people's planes for training, and is in crazy training every day.

To be honest, Yang Luo prefers the 301 J-10C with the Taihang-10C, which has more thrust and is more in line with his rough and wild flight style.

In particular, the Taihang-10C three-element thrust vector technology makes Yang Luo more handy in maneuvering.

Every time Yang Luo landed, Gou Quan shook his head and felt distressed, because the life of the engine and body was sharply reduced.

After nearly 20 days of overtime, the remaining three J-10Cs of the Sword Squadron have also completed the work of changing aircraft and successfully conducted test flights.

The batch of Taihang-10C aero engines issued by Dawn Airlines is quite reliable, and none of them have had problems.

The maintenance led by Gou Quan also did a very good job and did not drop the chain, so Yang Luo allocated another sum of money to improve their food.

This (rì), Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong were in the air for single-plane air combat training, and when they were having fun, the sweet voice of the tower commander's sister came into Yang Luo's ears: "301, 302, the tower calls, please answer when you receive it, it's over." ”

"301 received, please speak at the tower, over." Yang Luo hurriedly replied.

"302 received, please speak at the tower, over." The same is true of Ye Jianlong.

The commander said: "301, 302, the training is over, please return immediately, over." ”

"Tower, what's wrong?" Yang Luo asked.

The commander's sister replied: "Our division commander is here, and I have something to look for you." ”

"What are you teachers looking for me for? Is he idle? What is it that deserves him to come all the way? Yang Luo threw out a series of questions suspiciously, thought about it seriously, and didn't come up with what Jiang Changhe was looking for him.

"Captain Yang, you are a noble person, you just called me yesterday and asked me to come over, why did you forget? It's not a good sign to have amnesia at such a young age. "A person's voice changed in the communication channel, and it was Jiang Changhe, the commander of the 75th Division, who was speaking.

The Kat Station was a subordinate station of the 75th Division, and it was not surprising that Jiang Changhe, who was the division commander, could appear on the tower, and no one dared to stop him.

"Yesterday?" Yang Luo suddenly realized, "You came here to receive the engine?" ”

Jiang Changhe didn't mention it, Yang Luo really forgot about this stubble, the main thing was that he was not responsible for the AL-31FN aero engine that was transferred, it was Ye Jianlong who was in charge, and this call was also made for Ye Jianlong.

"That's right, I'm just here to pick up the rubbish." Jiang Changhe said self-deprecatingly.

Yang Luo (cāo) controlled the fighter plane to fly smoothly in the direction of the station, and said: "Commander Jiang, you have just used half a year's flight to call it a tattered, it seems that you don't want it very much, so I will simply stay as a spare flight engine." ”

"Even if it is only used for one day, it is second-hand, and its value has been greatly reduced, so it is not an exaggeration to call it tattered." Jiang Changhe changed his words and said, "However, it is not okay to leave it to you, my 75th Division is used to picking up rags, so I don't care about it, no matter how I say it, it is also a vector version, which is much better than my non-vector version." ”

"Alright, I'll be right back." Yang Luo said, terminating the conversation, and the communication channel returned to silence.

Not long after, Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong both landed on the runway and taxied to a steady stop in the hangar.

On the open-air tarmac, a military transport plane is parked.

Jiang Changhe was also already waiting in the hangar, (shēn) in his summer clothes, his two-bar and four-star rank shining brightly, apparently coming by transport plane.

As soon as Yang Luo got off the plane, Jiang Changhe couldn't wait to say, "Captain Yang, where is my engine?" ”

"It's useless for you to look for me, and I'm not responsible for the work that is handed over." Yang Luo pointed at Ye Jianlong, who was walking towards him, and said, "You have to find him." ”

Ye Jianlong stepped forward and saluted Jiang Changhe: "Senior Commander Jiang, I am Ye Jianlong, and I am responsible for the handover of the Hangfa with you. ”

"Comrade Ye Jianlong, I am Jiang Changhe, commander of the 75th Division." Jiang Changhe returned the salute and said.

"Division Commander Jiang, he is the captain of our brigade, the major of the battalion." Yang Luo further introduced.

There is nothing superficial (shēn) on the flight equipment, and the rank and seniority cannot be seen, and the only thing that can be known is that it must be an officer.

"Captain Ye is young and promising." Jiang Changhe praised, and did not put on a show at all because he was a colonel.

"Master Jiang has won the award." Ye Jianlong replied and said, "Yang Luo, you accompany Senior Commander Jiang, I'll go get the documents, and at the same time arrange for someone to transport the engine over." ”

After finishing speaking, Ye Jianlong left quickly, and the handover work was not only to hand over the engine to the other party, but also to sign the relevant documents and return them to the 122nd regiment for the record.

After Ye Jianlong left, Yang Luo said, "Senior Commander Jiang, do you want to know what the level of the six people in your division is?" ”

"Of course I thought about it, Captain Yang, do you have any good ideas?" Jiang Changhe asked rhetorically.

"So, at the end of August, how about we have a confrontation?" Yang Luo said a plan that he had thought of a long time ago.

"I want to hear about it." Jiang Changhe became interested.

"On August 30th, I took the Sword Squadron and six pilots of your 75th Division, a total of eleven fighters, to attack your Gannan Station, how about it?" Yang Luo said seriously.

"You don't have a fever, do you? Or is your brain short-circuited? Jiang Changhe looked at Yang Luo from top to bottom, and said, "My Gannanchang Station has two regiments of fighters, although they are all old models, but it's not that you are not satisfied with the formation of a brigade that can capture it, I can pile you to death with fighter planes, not to mention that I still have anti-aircraft firepower." ”

"How do you know if you don't give it a try? Maybe we've made it? Yang Luo said with a smile.

In Yang Luo's opinion, it is naturally best to successfully win the Gannan station, even if he loses, it doesn't matter, the important thing is to test the training results during this time.

Yang Luo had a hunch that even if he didn't bring it up, the air division would definitely arrange a confrontation of testing (xìng), but he didn't know who the opponent would be at that time. It's better to pick an opponent you are slightly familiar with, although this opponent is a bit strong, and it is very difficult to win.

Another reason is that after all, Jiang Changhe took out tens of millions of dollars to sponsor 10 million yuan for the training of his squadron, and the six pilots in his division spent a lot of money, and 20 million yuan has been spent so far.

This is also because live ammunition is rarely fired, and even if it is live, it is a relatively cheap rocket, otherwise the cost will be higher.

With so much money, you have to let people see the effect of training.