The 302 J-10C finally stopped, parked diagonally on the highway, the nose had already poked out of the highway, and the nose landing gear was on the guardrail of the shoulder, almost rushing out of the highway.

Yang Luo, who was in the air, saw this scene clearly, and he had an urge to help his forehead, which was too much of a coincidence.

Ye Jianlong can't be blamed for this, there is no problem with his disposal, assuming that Ye Jianlong didn't let the nose of the plane rush to the opposite lane at that time, the tail of the plane will also be thrown over, which will also force the two cars to brake sharply, at most, the front car may not get into the belly of the machine.

The biggest problem is actually in the BMW owner, he is speeding, which will cause the car to brake.

Yang Luo saw very clearly, the BMW accelerated far away, Yang Luo guessed that it was because the owner found a few fighters and wanted to hurry up and take a closer look.

"Tower, 302 has had an accident." Yang Luo reported, and couldn't help laughing as he spoke, who could believe such a bizarre car accident if he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Hearing Yang Luo's report, Hu Zhongming and Yu Yangming were stunned.

302 got into a car accident, what does it mean?

No. 302 is not a car, it is a fighter jet, how could it have an accident?

Does that mean......

"Commander, what Yang Luo said shouldn't be that Ye Jianlong had a car accident when he got off the plane, right?" Yu Yangming said tentatively.

Yu Yangming's thoughts coincided with Hu Zhongming, and he picked up the intercom and hurriedly asked, "301, what's going on?" Did Ye Jianlong have a car accident when he got off the plane? ”

"Tower, where do you want to go, the brain hole is too big, I mean the landing gear of 302 hit the car." Yang Luo smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, 302 has stopped, let him tell you, I have to land, the aviation fuel is about to bottom out." ”

Fighter jets hovering at low altitude and low speed are very jet fuel consumption, and the fuel gauge of the 301 J-10C has already been alarmed, but Yang Luo ignored it, and now it is the real bottom, and if you don't land, you won't have a chance, you have to fall directly.

After Yang Luo finished speaking, he turned straight to the highway, and the pressure rod went down.

"Squeak!"

The 301 J-10C landed lightly on the specially treated road surface of the highway in a standard posture, with the nose slightly tilted up, the three-point landing gear landed one after another, and the aviation tires were in contact with the ground, wiping out bursts of green smoke and water mist.

Brake, slow down.

The flaps and airbrakes all opened, and with a dull sound, the tail parachute was released and opened into the wind.

Under the use of a variety of deceleration methods, after the 301 J-10C taxied for more than 300 meters, the speed dropped to a controllable stage, and Yang Luo immediately controlled it to stop on the highway so as not to affect the follow-up traffic.

The wingspan of the 301 J-10C is close to 10 meters, but the highway is 28 meters wide, with a one-way three-lane width of about 14 meters.

And Yang Luo deliberately deviated to the left during the taxiing phase, the landing gear finally stopped on the leftmost lane, the left wing had extended to the opposite lane, and the right wing only occupied one lane, in fact, leaving a lane and an emergency lane.

This section of the highway used as a combat runway cannot be planted with trees for greenery, and there is only a 50-centimeter-high central barrier.

"It's really thrilling!"

Seeing that there was only 1 remaining oil left, Yang Luo sighed and pressed the rarely used button to open the glass cockpit cover inside, and suddenly the glass cockpit cover opened and slowly rose backwards.

According to the operating procedures, Yang Luo turned off the engine, avionics, power supply and other systems in turn, checked and confirmed it again, disconnected the connection between the helmet and the cockpit, and after the glass cockpit was fully opened, he climbed out of the cockpit, stepped on the canards, stood on the fuselage, and observed it all over again.

Xue Fei, who landed first, was retracting the 302 J-10C's parachute; Xu Zhiqiang is setting up roadblocks to remind vehicles to change lanes and slow down to prevent them from colliding directly with fighter planes; Wang Hanyu was still using a parachute to cover the important parts of the fighter plane, so as not to leak secrets after passing vehicles took pictures.

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On the opposite lane, after Ye Jianlong reported to the tower, he had already gotten off the plane and stood on the driver's side of the BMW with a man in a white casual T-shirt, seemingly confronting the people in the BMW.

Obviously, the man in white should be the owner of the Great Wall SUV.

Yang Luo jumped from the canard wing to the lower right wing, and then jumped to the ground from the right wing, ran to Xue Fei, took the deceleration parachute that had just been retracted in his hand, and said, "Scorpion, you go and help me put away the deceleration parachute, cover the fuselage, and then stay here to maintain order, especially pay attention to the secrecy of this part, and prohibit anyone from taking pictures." I went to the other side to take a look, and Team Ye seemed to be in trouble. ”

Without waiting for Xue Fei to answer, Yang Luo ran away with a deceleration parachute.

Xue Fei shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the deceleration parachute thrown by the 301 J-10C, acting as a bitter paratrooper picker.

There are two possibilities for the parachute to be thrown off

One is that the parachute is subjected to too much resistance and automatically disengages, which generally does not occur, and will only appear when the parachute is released too early;

The other is that the pilot took the initiative to throw it away, once the fighter slowed down to a controllable speed, he would manually throw off the parachute, mainly to prevent the parachute from being dragged on the ground and facilitate recycling.

The 301 J-10C throwing off the parachute falls into the latter case.

"Team Ye, what's the situation?"

Yang Luo stepped over the guardrail with a heavy parachute, ran to the side of the BMW, threw the parachute to the ground, and asked.

Ye Jianlong said with a gloomy face, "This guy keeps dissuading, he has been taking pictures, you look at the mobile phone in his hand, he is still shooting." ”

Through the glass window, it is clear that in the driver's seat of the BMW, a 212-year-old fashionably dressed young man holds a latest iPhone 7Puls mobile phone in his hand, constantly taking pictures of the fighter plane in front of him from all angles.

Yang Luo knocked on the closed glass window that only showed a gap, and said in a cold voice, "Open the car door, hand over your mobile phone, and don't take pictures." ”

At a distance of several hundred meters, it doesn't matter if you take pictures from a distance, but taking photos at close range is absolutely not allowed, and it is very likely that secrets will be leaked.

"If I have a car accident, how can I do if I don't take pictures for evidence, otherwise how can the responsibility be divided? I didn't break the law, and you repeatedly asked me to hand over my phone, you are really too much. The man in the driver's seat said, turning his head to look at Yang Luo, Ye Jianlong and the man in white dissatisfied, and did not turn off the camera on his mobile phone.

"Brother, listen to my advice, listen to them, quickly turn off your mobile phone, and hand over your mobile phone to them for inspection, otherwise, you are really breaking the law." The man in white smiled bitterly and persuaded.

"Who is your brother, I haven't said anything about you, okay, what kind of car did you brake suddenly, or I would have drilled through from underneath, how could I hit you, you must be fully responsible for this accident, you must compensate me and fix my car." The BMW owner shouted loudly and angrily.

Seeing that the owner of the BMW did not listen to his persuasion, the man in white looked at the owner of the BMW with pity, stood aside, and stopped talking.

"I've warned you many times, and I'll warn you one last time, open the car door and hand over your phone." Ye Jianlong's face was already frosty, and his voice was so cold that it did not contain a trace of emotion.

The BMW owner did not have a trace of fear, with a hint of mockery, and said arrogantly, "I warn you, don't get an inch, and you still want my mobile phone, why should I give it to you, aren't they just two soldiers?" You think you're a policeman, I tell you, even the police don't dare to ask for my phone, my dad is ......"

Hearing the arrogant words of the BMW owner, the man in white couldn't help but shake his head, and secretly said in his heart, "It's really ignorant and fearless, it seems that he is a cheating father again." ”

Yang Luo no longer had the patience to spend it with him, and he didn't want to hear who the BMW owner's father was, so he said directly to Ye Jianlong, "Team Ye, since he refuses to cooperate, I see that he is suspected of stealing state secrets, just break the window, control him and hand him over to the top for review." ”

"I agree." Ye Jianlong nodded, and coldly glanced at the BMW owner who was still taking pictures in the car.

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