Yang Luo sat on the left wing, waiting for rescue, and above his head was the J-10S hovering.

Not long after, two high-speed helicopters appeared in the air in the direction of Anxian, and the sound of propeller rotation gradually became clear and loud.

These are two Z-8 transport helicopters, which are flying towards the forced landing point at the fastest speed.

A little more than a minute later, two helicopters arrived over the forced landing point, and instead of landing, the helicopters hovered over the forced landing point, the propellers rotating at high speed, providing the power to float while the strong air currents blew around.

The hatch opened, and two rope ladders were lowered from the two helicopters, and a captain officer in a training uniform was the first to grasp the rope ladder and fall to the ground, followed by soldiers carrying guns and falling one after another, and a full platoon of soldiers came.

Yang Luo got up, jumped off the wing, and greeted the rescue unit of the captain and officer who ran over.

"Hello, comrade pilot, I was ordered to carry out the guard duty, you can leave by helicopter." The captain officer was about thirty years old, with a resolute face and a capable aura, and raised his hand to Yang Luo and saluted.

Without the command of the captain's officer, the soldier who had already known the task held a Type 95 automatic rifle in his hand, automatically surrounded the 801 J-7G, and a pair of eyes vigilantly strafed around to carry out the guard mission.

"I'm sorry for you." Yang Luo raised his hand and saluted back.

After glancing at the scarred 801 J-7G again, he walked to the nearest Z-8 transport helicopter and climbed the rope ladder into the helicopter cabin.

The next thing has nothing to do with Yang Luo, and how to transport the 801 J-7G is naturally responsible for the relevant personnel.

The helicopter carried Yang Luo away, and the J-10S hovering in the air also left, returning to the Anxian station, leaving the captain officer with a platoon of soldiers guarding the 801 J-7G.

When Yang Luo returned to Anxian Station by helicopter, the faster J-10S had already returned for a long time.

As soon as he got off the helicopter, he couldn't help but say, no matter how Yang Luo defended, Yang Luo was still forced to get into an ambulance, and the driver went straight to the hospital with one foot on the accelerator.

Medical examinations are indispensable after an emergency.

After tossing in the hospital for most of the day, I got the examination report, and all the results showed that I was physically healthy and mentally healthy.

Although the mission went wrong in the end and the fighter plane was seriously damaged, Song Yongqi still organized a celebration banquet at dinner and praised Yang Luo in front of all the pilots in the pilot's restaurant.

This time it was only a verbal commendation, and the specific commendation was not so fast, and it needed to be reported to the higher authorities for approval.

The successful forced landing of a fighter plane in this bird collision accident alone can at least get a military merit medal. Whether the task arranged by Song Yongqi will also have a military merit medal, Yang Luo doesn't know, it depends on whether Song Yongqi can win it.

After the celebration banquet, Yang Luo found Song Yongqi.

"Hello teacher." Yang Luo raised his hand and saluted.

After Song Yongqi saw that it was Yang Luo, he said: "You are really good, you are lucky, there is nothing to do after hitting the bird, good boy, it's really good." ”

"Commander, you see that I have nothing to do, so I shouldn't need to ground the flight, right?" Yang Luo asked solemnly, what he was most afraid of now was that he was grounded and that there was no plane to fly.

"No, you won't come to me to confirm this question, right?" Song Yongqi glanced at Yang Luo strangely, and chuckled, "I can tell you responsibly that in this accident, your handling and performance are very good, better than I imagined,." ”

Yang Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good if you don't need it." The plane ......"

"Just say what you have, and it's not a, what does it look like." Song Yongqi said.

"Commander, then I'll say it directly." Yang Luo was cross-minded and said his thoughts, "Division commander, you see that my plane needs to be overhauled, and I don't know when it will be repaired, I don't have a plane to fly during this time, can you transfer a J-7G from the 123rd regiment to fly for me first, and I will return when my 801 is repaired." ”

"You kid, it turned out to be this attention." Song Yongqi shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't let you have no plane to fly, speaking of which, you also crashed a plane because of the mission, and I will compensate you for a plane." ”

"Really?" Yang Luo is full of joy.

"Of course it's true, I'm a division commander who can't lie to you. In this way, you don't have to return it, I'll just replace it for you with a good J-7G, how about it? Song Yongqi said with a smile.

Yang Luo was even happier when he heard it, his current engine of this aircraft is almost reaching the end of its service life, and it will not last long to change the engine, and then he will have to enter the repair shop, which will inevitably take time, and now directly change an aircraft, the engine life will definitely be longer.

"Okay, great." Yang Luo was overjoyed and said, "Division Commander, where is the plane?" Can I change the number to 801? ”

"It's up to you whether you change the number or not, as for the plane, let's go, I'll take you there." Song Yongqi got up with a smile and said.

Song Yongqi took Yang Luo to the No. 8 hangar, where the maintenance team was busy nervously around a J-7G, and the nose number was a very auspicious number 866.

The livery is no different from the J-7G of the 31st Division, but the plane is too new, almost brand new, and has not been exposed to the wind and sun like the fighters that often rise into the air.

"This plane is mine, and when it came to the 31st Division, I was the regiment commander at the time, and I flew more at that time, and I rarely flew it again since I became the deputy division commander." Song Yongqi stroked the fuselage and said with a little sadness, "Today, I handed it over to you, I hope you treat it well." ”

Although Song Yongqi is over 50 years old, he is the commander of the first division, and he is not among the 45-year-old grounded flights, and he can still fly airplanes into the air.

"Divisional commander, give me your plane, isn't that right?"

Yang Luo was taken aback, he thought that Song Yongqi was transferring a spare plane from the 123rd Regiment to himself, but he never expected that he would give his own plane, and what he didn't expect was that Song Yongqi's landline was a J-7G, not a J-10B.

Generally speaking, there is good equipment, and in most of the troops, if the number is insufficient, they basically come according to their positions, from the division commander to the bottom of the line. Two regiments of the 31st Division are equipped with J-10B, Yang Luo never expected that Song Yongqi, as the division commander, flew a J-7G.

"Isn't that what weapons and equipment are used for? It's basically hard for me to have a chance to go up, and it can only eat dust every day when it stops here, so it's better to leave it to you and play its role than to let it be an ornament. Besides, if I want to go up and fly around, aren't you afraid that you won't find the plane? Don't talk about J-7G, I want to fly J-10B, who can stop it? Song Yongqi glared and said, "Okay, don't be hypocritical, do you still want it?" Refresh yourself. ”

"Yes, teacher, then I will be disrespectful." Yang Luo hurriedly said, for fear that Song Yongqi would regret it.

Yang Luo didn't really want to refuse, but he was a little embarrassed, because he first proposed to ask for a plane, and it was inevitable that he would be suspected of stealing people's love.

"Comrade pilot, the plane is ready, please accept it." After the plane was inspected before take-off and refueled, the leader of the maintenance team stepped forward and saluted, "This is the technical information of the 866 J-7G, please take it back and hand it over to the 122nd regiment." ”

In addition to the handover folder, there was also a thick document bag handed to Yang Luo.

The production batch of each fighter is different, which may vary, and the parts of the fighter will wear out after the flight, how much service life remains, etc., these will be recorded. When the aircraft is handed over, all of these must be handed over together, so that the receiving troops can have a more intuitive understanding of the aircraft.

The document bag contains the original technical data of the 866 J-7G when it left the factory, as well as its maintenance records.

"Okay, it's not too early, you look like you're in a hurry to go back to the 122nd regiment, go back early, pay attention to safety on the road." Song Yongqi waved his hand.

"Yes, Commander." Yang Luoli stood upright, saluted solemnly, and walked towards the new car.