The 122nd Regiment is stationed in the suburbs of Shuangshan City, about 650 kilometers away from the Haicheng base in a straight line.

Jianjiao-7 galloped all the way at an altitude of 5,000 meters, with a cruising speed of more than 900 km/h, and arrived at the 122nd regiment station, Dongling Field Station, in less than an hour.

The temperature in Shuangshan City in June is still very low, and although the sun is shining overhead, the temperature is still less than 20 degrees.

On the ground, iconic buildings, straight runways come into view, four runways, each 5,000 meters long, which can take off and land at least four fighters at the same time.

"Give me control, we're going to land." Arriving at the sky above the near field station, Ye Jianlong spoke.

"Okay." Yang Luo left the joystick with both hands, and his feet no longer stepped on the left and right rudders, handing over the control of the plane to Ye Jianlong.

Ye Jianlong held the joystick and slowly descended in height, while Yang Luo, who had let go of control, was looking down at the station.

Dongling Station, which can be described in one word - big, really big, compared to the station of Haicheng base, it is several times larger, and the runway alone is more than twice as long.

Suddenly, Yang Luo found that a silver-gray J-7G was climbing towards him in the direction of the station, and it seemed that it had just taken off.

"Squadron leader, a J-7G is coming." Yang Luo reminded.

"See, it should be Lao Lu." Ye Jianlong smiled faintly, and did not evade it just because the other party came at him, and still descended according to the established route.

The two planes are facing each other, one descending and the other climbing. Neither of them seemed to have the idea of changing course, so they just flew straight at each other.

Yang Luo pinched a sweat in his heart, and was taken aback by the operation of the two, not that he didn't want to believe the technology of the two, but that the two machines were almost in a straight line, and any one of them made a mistake in operation was the result of a collision.

"Don't be nervous, this is a common action of Lao Lu." As if knowing that Yang Luo was nervous, Ye Jianlong comforted him.

When the two planes were less than 50 meters apart, the J-7G suddenly increased the nose elevation angle during the climb, and climbed rapidly from the front of the nose of the J-7.

The distance between the two planes is less than 5 meters at the closest, which can almost be said to pass by.

Yang Luo was frightened, his eyes widened like copper bells, he had never seen this kind of flying technique in the ivory tower.

He is very bold and very skilled.

The J-7G made a half-catty bucket inverted maneuver, then lowered the nose of the fuselage and chased it to the left side of the J-7 fuselage to accompany the flight, and the two planes were less than 10 meters apart.

For these old Fei's courage and skills, he is speechless now, too good. It's nothing to be able to fly a plane, but it's a real cow to be able to play with flowers.

However, Yang Luo is not discouraged, he has the system, and he has twice as much flight time as others, the difference is just the accumulation of flight time, and one day, he will be able to catch up and surpass them.

Through the glass on the left, Yang Luo can clearly see the J-7G fighter, nose number 801, and the pilot is a man in his forties.

"Is this the pilot who retired today?" Yang Luo asked guessingly.

Ye Jianlong didn't care about the J-7G action on the left, he was used to it, and replied calmly: "That's right, it's him, the most skilled pilot in our brigade, Lu Yonghao." This is his gift to you. “

The meeting gift, so unique and unique, actually thinks in Yang Luo's heart that it is more like getting off the horse.

"Worm, it's very fast, I picked up the rookie so quickly, what is the assessment result?" No. 801 pilot Lu Yonghao asked through the infinite encrypted channel.

Yang Luo didn't have a flying helmet, so naturally he couldn't hear Lu Yonghao's voice, but he could hear Ye Jianlong's voice.

"It's better than expected, and you can fly directly on the plane." Ye Jianlong manipulated the fighter plane to continue to descend in altitude, and said, "Mouse, this is your last flight, don't drop the chain." “

"Bug, I really want to fight you again, but it's a pity that you brought a drag oil bottle." Lu Yonghao said in frustration, "In the first team, only you are worthy of being my opponent." ”

"Mouse, you wait, I'll send him down first, and then come up and fight you for three hundred rounds right away." After Ye Jianlong finished speaking, he accelerated to descend in height.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." After Lu Yonghao finished speaking, he pulled up the nose of the plane, rolled upwards and climbed, no longer flying with him.

Yang Luo could hear it in a fog, but he could deduce from Ye Stegosaurus's words what the two were talking about.

"I'll send you down first, and I'll come up with him one last time." After Ye Jianlong finished speaking, he turned to call the ground tower of the station: "Call the tower, 811 requests to land." “

The voice of the commander on duty at the tower immediately sounded on the military secret channel: "811, wind direction 115, wind speed 3 meters and seconds, field pressure 1008, can land, runway 4 has been cleared." “

"811 received, ready to land." Ye Jianlong said, "Tower, I have promised 801 to conduct an aerial fight just now, please approve it." “

"Yes." The commander on duty was concise and to the point.

"Understood." Ye Jianlong said excitedly, maneuvered the Jianjiao-7 to hover over the field station, and lowered the landing gear.

After getting the hint that the landing gear had been lowered, just entering the four-outfit corner, Ye Jianlong did not hesitate, pressed the lever, and aimed the nose at the runway.

The landing gear in the belly of the aircraft came into contact with the hardened road surface, the fuselage shook slightly, the nose landing gear fell, and the tail released the deceleration parachute.

Brake, slow down.

The Jianjiao-7 has a big disadvantage, the glide distance is super long, the take-off taxiing distance reaches an astonishing 900 meters, and the landing taxiing distance is more than 850 meters.

This is a very criticized distance.

The J-7 did not stop on the runway, but taxied straight to Hangar No. 1 and braked on the apron in front of Hangar No. 1.

As soon as the plane stopped, a ground crew pushed the boarding ladder, put it on the cockpit of the fuselage, and climbed the boarding ladder to open the cockpit glass cover.

"After getting off the plane, you wait for me on the tarmac, and I'll go up to meet Lao Lu first." Ye Jianlong said while unfastening the seat belt attached to his body.

"Okay." After Yang Luo finished speaking, he unbuckled his seat belt, picked up the travel bag behind the cockpit, and walked down the boarding ladder.

Ye Jianlong almost jumped off the plane, and he didn't care about any etiquette, and shouted: "Dog, is my plane ready?" “

Immediately, a ground attendant with the rank of major replied, "Bug, it's ready." “

Yang Luo listened to it funny, and felt that these people were too strange, and the nicknames they took were simply unsightly.

Bugs, dogs, and rats, can't they be nicknamed taller? I don't know what other strange nicknames I'll hear.

Yang Luo was a spirit, and suddenly thought of whether he would be given a nickname.

"No, it won't." Yang Luo shook his head and comforted himself.

Ye Jianlong didn't pay any attention to Yang Luo, and directly threw Yang Luo on the tarmac, and he himself ran into the hangar like a helmet wind.

Soon, a silver-gray J-7G, numbered 802, slid out of the hangar, and the pilot was none other than Stegosaurus buggylods.