The next day.

Yang Luo ran to Wen Xiangjun's office early in the morning to cancel the leave, and patiently listened to Wen Xianjun's nagging for half an hour, and then ran to the hangar and left.

As for the training summary and training plan handed over to Hu Zhongming, as well as the matter reported to Chief of Staff Yu Yangming, I will talk about it later.

Yang Luo couldn't hold back and wanted to fly up for a while.

In Hangar Three.

"Old friend, we're going to fight together again."

Looking at the No. 811 Jianjiao-7 in front of him, Yang Luo sighed lightly with deep feelings.

Just after the unit modification training, Yang Luofei was the 811 J-7, and after flying solo, there was 801 J-7G at that time, and the number of Yang Luofei J-7 was very small.

Counting up, Yang Luo hasn't flown the Jianjiao-7 for almost a year.

Today's weather is very good, it is a sunny day, the temperature is also slightly higher than yesterday, the maximum temperature is 16 degrees, it is a good weather for flying.

If it weren't for the exchange with Zhao Long, Yang Luo wouldn't have had a chance to fly up today.

As for wanting to fly his beloved 301 J-10C, according to the current training arrangements in the regiment, he will have to wait until tomorrow.

After waiting for a while, Hua Zhe was late, and there was another new Fei and an old Fei who came over.

They carried out air-target training, Hua Zhe followed Yang Luo up, canceled the air-target training, and arranged another new fly, led by Lao Fei.

"Senior brother, you came so early." Hua Zhe said hello with a smile from afar.

"Hello Captain Yang."

Lao Fei took Xin Fei and also greeted Yang Luo and saluted.

This Lao Fei is a major, and like Yang Luo, he is the squadron leader, but he doesn't dare to put on a big show, and his skills are not as good as others.

Among the pilots of the entire 122nd Regiment, no one dares to put up a stand in front of Yang Luo now, even though Yang Luo's qualifications are still very shallow.

"Hello." Yang Luo returned the salute and said with a smile, "Hua Zhe, hurry up." ”

"Here we are."

Hua Zhe trotted two steps and came to Yang Luo's side.

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

This is, the captain of the maintenance team saw that the pilots had arrived, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute the report.

Hua Zhe looked at Yang Luo, he was a student at this time, Yang Luo was an instructor, and he should be based on the will of the instructor.

"You go and receive." Yang Luo instructed.

Hua Zhe nodded, turned to the maintenance team leader to return the salute, took the handover documents, and said, "It's troublesome." ”

Turning around and walking towards the 811 Jianjiao-7, he carefully checked around the fuselage, and after confirming that it was correct, he signed it, and handed the document to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo followed Hua Zhe's procedure again, signed the handover document and returned it to the maintenance team leader.

"Captain Yang, you have to take it easy, drive less afterburner, the engine life of this 811 Jianjiao-7 is not high, and there are only dozens of flight hours left." The maintenance team leader specially reminded him.

He knows a lot about Yang Luo's flying style, and he also knows that the maintenance team for the 301 J-10C is heartbroken, every time the 301 J-10C comes down from the sky, the others don't care first, and the engine must be checked first.

"Got it."

Yang Luo's face was a little unsightly, and the words of the maintenance team leader made him very unhappy, as if he could scrap the engine after flying once.

"Board the plane." Turning his head, Yang Luo ordered.

"Yes."

Hua Zhe responded, walked towards the 811 Jianjiao-7, and climbed up the boarding ladder to the front seat of the cockpit.

After Yang Luo sat in the rear cabin, put on the flight helmet, and connected it to the cockpit, the crew leader closed the cockpit glass cover from the outside, and then withdrew from the boarding ladder.

Without Yang Luo's orders, Hua Zhe consciously carried out the instrument inspection, and reported to Yang Luo: "The instrument inspection is complete, everything is normal." ”

"Okay, start the engine." Yang Luo instructed.

"Understood, start the engine." Hua Zhe said, turned on the control switches of the engine, and then signaled to the maintenance staff to request external power assistance.

"Boom!"

With the assistance of an external power source, the J-7's aero engine was successfully started, emitting a familiar roar that had not been heard for a long time.

"Let's go." Yang Luo instructed again.

When Hua Zhe heard this, he immediately gave a thumbs up to the front and asked to slide out.

Immediately a flag was played in front of him, Hua Zhe took a deep breath, calmed his heart, and stared ahead with his eyes.

To be honest, the thunderous characters of the 122nd Regiment sat in the back cabin, and it was his senior brother, Hua Zhe was really nervous.

The throttle valve is pushed upwards to increase the power output, and the pressure rod is forward.

The 811 J-7 moved, slowly slid out of the hangar, and slid along the tow path connecting to the tarmac to the main runway.

Yang Luo found a comfortable sitting position in the rear cabin, clasped his hands around his chest, leaned on the back of the ejection seat, and watched Hua Zhe's operation.

"Call the tower, 811 is ready, request to take off, over."

After braking and stopping on the runway, Hua Zhe made a call to the tower through the radio security channel to obtain permission to take off.

"The tower received, the wind direction is 265, the wind speed is 6 meters and seconds, the gust is 8 meters and seconds, the field pressure is 1006, and 811 can take off, over."

In the communication channel, a voice that Yang Luo was very familiar with immediately sounded, this was Hu Zhongming's voice.

"811 received, ready to take off, over."

After Hua Zhe responded, he pushed the throttle valve up, and only released the braking system after the engine speed came up and the body began to shake slightly.

Suddenly, the 811 Jianjiao-7 was like an arrow off the string, galloping on the runway at great speed.

"It's kind of interesting, it's going to show your hand in front of me." Yang Luo smiled and said secretly, "I just don't know how well you practiced for your takeoff?" ”

The speed of the 811 J-7 continued to increase, and soon it ran wildly for a distance of more than 900 meters, gaining a critical take-off speed of 315 kilometers per hour.

Tie the rod, look up.

Hua Zhe did not hesitate at all.

The front and rear landing gear were successively separated from the shackles of the ground, and the entire 811 Jianjiao-7 jumped into the boundless sky against the sun at nine o'clock in the morning.

"811, follow the scheduled route to the training airspace, over." After Hu Zhongming saw the successful take-off of the 811 Jianjiao-7 on the tower, he gave an order.

"811 understood, over."

Hua Zhe responded, and then disconnected from the tower, at this time the tower could contact him, but could not hear him, this is to not interfere with the command of the tower.

"Senior brother, was the take-off just now okay?" Hua Zhe asked with a smile, maneuvering the fighter to turn and climb and head to the training airspace.

"It's not much, it's smooth, it's basically a critical takeoff. But you have a bad habit of keeping your eyes back and forth between the front and the dashboard, and you have to practice to the point where you don't look at the dashboard, and take off with your eyes and perceive criticality, which is a skill that a top pilot must have. Yang Luo commented.

In fact, Yang Luo was a little nitpicky, and it was only a long time since Hua Zhe left the group, more than three months.

So far, most of the old Fei of the 122nd regiment have not been able to reach the point that Yang Luo said, and even he himself has practiced for a long time to reach this level.

"I know, I will definitely break this habit in the future." Hua Zhe accepted it humbly.

The 811 J-7 passed through the thin clouds, climbed to an altitude of 9,000 meters, and then immediately broke away from the climbing attitude, changed to level flight, and flew at high speed at cruising speed along the predetermined course.

Yang Luo kept his head down and looked down, admiring the beautiful scenery along the way, although he was very familiar with the 122nd regimental defense area, and had seen it countless times, in fact, he couldn't see much at this height, but he just never got tired of looking at it.