Chapter 125: A Lonely Journey
Yang Luo opened his locker, took out a diaper from it and put it on his body, this is the second time Yang Luo has worn diapers, and the last time he went to Hong Fei to wear it once.
A normal big man has to wear diapers, and there are probably only pilots in the world.
For a voyage of more than 4,500 kilometers, you can only land twice in the middle, but you may not necessarily be able to use it, just in case.
The distance between the two places is more than 4,500 kilometers, and such a long distance is a huge test for both Yang Luo and fighter planes, and it is necessary to make thorough preparations.
After that, he took out the flight equipment from it and put it on his body one by one, and then took out the pistol, umbrella knife, military mechanical watch, etc., and then carefully equipped it on his body, and also brought a diaper on his body, which he used on the return trip, and finally took out the helmet and put it aside, and put the changed clothes and other items into the locker.
He turned around and walked two steps, returned to the locker, took out his phone and put it in his pocket, and then went to the hangar with his flight helmet.
Normal lift-off training, it is not allowed to bring mobile phones, it must be placed in the locker, but this time it is too far, and there is a civil airliner on the way, so Yang Luo thought about it and it is best to bring it.
In the hangar, after routine inspection and signing, Yang Luo took all the technical information and maintenance records about the 866 J-7G handed over by Gou Quan, and then boarded the plane.
At ten o'clock, Yang Luo sat in the 866 J-7G on time in accordance with the procedure, left Dongling Station, and headed for the northwest.
After climbing for about 20 seconds, the 866 J-7G reached an altitude of 2,500 meters, Yang Luo adjusted the course with his rudder, continued to climb to an altitude of 10,000 meters, and went straight to the 161 regiment station more than 4,500 kilometers away along the predetermined route.
Today is a sunny day, cloudless, the sun is shining, and it is a good day to fly.
After maintaining a high-altitude cruising speed of 950 kilometers per hour and flying for about half an hour, Hacheng, the most prosperous megacity in Northeast China, came into view.
Hacheng, also known as the Ice City, is a beautiful city, a city full of fantasy and temptation.
Especially in the winter of Harbin City, the word ice city is completely vividly interpreted.
Harbin people interpret the ice and snow into a kind of romantic feelings, exquisite, ingenious, crystal clear, shocking artistic wonders, and urban construction complement each other, playing a gorgeous movement, igniting passion, highlighting civilization.
Civilization represents the romantic artistic feelings of the people of Kazakhstan, the fine character of the people of Kazakhstan who are enthusiastic, heroic, heroic and intelligent, and the spiritual strength of the people of Kazakhstan who are open, inclusive, innovative and enterprising.
Yang Luo has been in the Northeast for more than four years, but the number of times he has been to the beautiful Hacheng is only a handful, and he really wants to lower the altitude and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Hacheng in winter from the air, but unfortunately he can't, he can only enjoy it from the sky.
"866, this is the North Finger, your plane is about to enter the sky over the city, you need to fly in strict accordance with the route, please report the flight situation, over." In the radio communication channel, a somewhat familiar voice came from Yang Luo.
Yang Luo breathed steadily, and said calmly, "Report to the north finger, 866 everything is normal, over." ”
"866, reduce the altitude to eight thousand, pay attention to avoid civil aviation routes, over." Beizhi said.
"866 received, lower the height to eight thousand, over." Yang Luo replied, and then lowered the height of the pressure rod to eight thousand meters, and flew out flat.
In Yang Luo's sight, there were civil flight passenger planes from all over the country and even the world, some flying smoothly in the air higher overhead, some were lowering the altitude to prepare for landing, and some had just taken off and climbed the altitude......
The entire air is crowded and busy, and the slightest carelessness may lead to a serious flight accident involving a plane collision.
Military aircraft are controlled by the military, and civil airliners are controlled by the Civil Aviation Administration and the towers of major airports, and they must strictly abide by flight regulations, obey commands, and fly on specified routes.
Generally speaking, without important tasks, military aircraft will try to avoid the routes of civil aviation and not cause trouble to civil aviation.
The 866 J-7G swept through the gaps in the civil aviation route over Harbin City, and gradually moved away, and the next step will be to pass through the neighboring provinces and enter the prairie and fly along the border.
Leaving the sky over the territory of Harbin City, the number of civil flight passenger planes decreased, and Yang Luo piloted the J-7G as if entering a no-man's land, soaring in the blue nine days, enjoying the scenery of different regions.
"It's a pity that it's not a J-10, it can't drive automatically, otherwise you can take some pictures." Yang Luo shook his head and muttered to himself.
There is a camera equipment, and I brought a mobile phone, but unfortunately limited to the performance of the J-7G and the design of the hand, I can't take pictures at all, and I can't save the beautiful scenery along the way, which has to be said to be a pity.
Along the way, Yang Luo did not do maneuvering flights, and kept flying with a smooth horizontal attitude.
The first landing and refueling station is 1,750 kilometers away from Dongling Station, and there is no auxiliary fuel tank, so it may not be enough to reach the refueling station after a few maneuvers.
As time passed, Yang Luo's flight time gradually increased, and the flight distance increased steadily.
Five hundred kilometers!
A thousand kilometers!
Fifteen hundred kilometers!
Nearly two hours later, Yang Luo finally arrived at the outer airspace of the military depot where he was refueling, where he would have lunch and a short rest.
"Call the tower, this is 866 J-7G, apply to enter the no-fly zone, our plane is about to land at your field, over." Turn on the on-board radio communication system, adjust the frequency to the frequency given by Hu Zhongming when arranging the task before departure, and connect to the secret channel of the tower of the field, Yang Luohu shouted.
"866 J-7G, allowed to enter the no-fly zone, over." Soon, the voice of the tower commander came from the headset, and it turned out to be a very nice young lady's voice.
"866 J-7G understood." Yang Luo replied calmly, the look of surprise in his eyes flashed.
The commander of the tower of the military station is generally male, and there are very few women, and it sounds so good, so young, generally this situation only appears in the controller of civil aviation.
Glancing at the fuel gauge, there was still 10 of jet fuel left, which was enough.
Pressing the rod and pushing the rudder, Yang Luo rolled around recklessly, gradually lowered the altitude, approached the station, and at the same time observed the station in front of him through the glass cockpit.
This is a small military station, there are only three runways, one of which is in a busy state, two fighters are preparing to take off in formation, Yang Luo recognized the model as J-7E.
After obtaining meteorological parameters and landing permission from the young lady, Yang Luo landed on the runway, and according to the instructions given by the young lady, under the guidance of the flag of the ground staff, he controlled the 866 J-7G to park on the No. 4 apron of the station.
As soon as the fighter stopped, the crew began to divide the work and get busy, filling aviation fuel, oxygen, and routine inspections......
Yang Luo was picked up by a commuter bus and went straight to the temporary rest place prepared for Yang Luo, where lunch was prepared for Yang Luo.
After lunch, a little rest, and after putting it into the water, Yang Luo took a commuter bus to the tarmac.
Half an hour after landing at the station, Yang Luo took off again, facing the most intense but not much temperature in winter at noon, the 866 J-7G once again embarked on the road of flight, pointing directly to the station where the second landing and refueling.
The lonely journey of one person is hard, but it is something that pilots have to endure.
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