"Take a break!"

Yang Tianming raised his hand to return the salute, revealing a trace of solemnity on his body, the rank of colonel worn at the top of his shoulders shone brightly, and the August 1st military emblem inlaid with the military hat on his head was particularly dazzling.

The posture is upright and dignified.

Formal occasions must be solemn and serious.

This is a rule that cannot be overcome.

"Da!"

After receiving the order, Zhou Hai and Su Peng both lowered their arms, retracted their postures, and leaned out their left feet to collide with the concrete floor, and their voices were neat and loud.

With the two of them in place, today's small memorial ceremony that belongs to the Pengcheng base officially began.

In the hangar of the No. 2 cave, a solemn and solemn atmosphere is permeated.

The morning sun hung in the sky, sprinkling countless gentle and dazzling lights, and all the members bathed in it, as if they were wearing golden armor and holy clothes, and the momentum was awe-inspiring.

It was 9:50 a.m.

"Hello comrades, I believe that today everyone knows the reason why we are standing here together."

Senior Colonel Yang Tianming, who was standing in front of all the members, cast his bright eyes on everyone, glanced around, and his voice was calm and powerful:

"Today is April 1, which is an ordinary and normal day for the people, but it is a special day for us soldiers and for us pilots, and it has been recorded in our "History of the Air Force" to record the tragedy and humiliation of our eagles in the sky."

The words spread out like water waves and entered everyone's ears.

Everyone stood silent, their eyes full of inexplicable emotions gathered on Yang Tianming, even if they had experienced it many times, their hearts were still fluctuating.

Tragic.

Humiliation.

For the soldiers, for the Tianjiao who soared on the top of the sky, the incident that broke out nineteen years ago will never be forgotten, and every time I read the words on the books that carry different charms, that is, tragic and humiliating, I can't help but be sad and indignant when I cry.

Zhou Hai's face was calm, his eyes were deep, and through the new type of flying sunglasses, he stared at the yellowed internal book in Yang Tianming's hand - "The History of the Air Force".

This is history.

Exclusive to the history of Tianjiao.

Every pilot who can be included in the history of the Air Force is a martyr who gave his life and blood.

"Comrades, I believe that everyone has read the "History of the Air Force" in my hand, read the history that belongs to April 1, and know why it is tragic and why it is humiliating! Nineteen years ago today, on 1 April 2001, when the collision incident in the southern sea area shocked the whole world, an EP-3 reconnaissance plane belonging to the United States was operating over the exclusive economic zone in the southeast waters of Hai Province. ”

Yang Tianming opened the book in his hand that had been yellowed and revealed the sense of age, and came to the part in the middle thick area, which was the beginning of "The 2001 Southern Sea Impact Incident", the whole person's momentum changed suddenly, his voice was raised, and his sharp eyes like eagle's eyes scanned everyone:

In this interception mission, wingman pilot Wang Wei piloted the No. 81192 fighter plane to intercept the US reconnaissance plane, but was not only provoked and ignored many times, but also suffered a deliberate collision by the other side, and unfortunately crashed and died. At the most difficult juncture of the country's rise, Wang Wei martyr defended national security and airspace sovereignty at the cost of his life, and fulfilled his oath and military duties under the red flag! ”

And this is tragic! It's humiliation! ”

The impassioned and penetrating voice echoed in the No. 2 cave hangar, piercing everyone's hearts like an incomparably sharp knife.

The atmosphere was dreary and oppressive.

Su Peng was silent.

All the ground crews were silent.

The ten Tianjiao standing in the front row of the team were silent, and their eyes revealed indescribable colors.

The wound in my heart that had been healed for a year was uncovered again, and it was bloody.

Every pilot has read this book of Air Force History, whether it is an Air Force pilot or a Navy pilot.

Because, this is history.

Time and space seem to change, and through a text carrying information behind the words, it is like returning to April 1 19 years ago, returning to the boiling but grieving land of China.

Boiling over the invasion of the enemy. ——

Grief over the sacrifice of heroes. ——

Nineteen years ago, the life of an eagle in the sky was frozen at the age of 33, and the white umbrella flower, a symbol of hope, did not bloom in the sky over the southern seas.

Nineteen years ago, a gentle wife who was preparing meals at home could no longer wait for her own pilot to come home and have a hot meal.

Nineteen years ago, the Air Force had just acquired the most valuable and powerful Su-27 Flanker heavy fighter, and it had entered the era of third-generation aircraft, with thousands of second-generation aircraft and only a pitiful third-generation aircraft.

Nineteen years ago, the military was in the midst of the shock of the Gulf War, deeply shaken by the subversive high-tech war.

The country is in the most critical stage of the road to rise, and the situation is extremely critical.

In the darkness, carry the weight forward.

If there is a war, it means that the road to rise will be interrupted, and there will be no more prosperity and prosperity today, and there will be no majesty today.

War?

No!

I could only break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.

Under such circumstances, Wang Wei used a shocking blow to force back the enemy's prying eyes with his life.

This is the real tragedy!

This is the real humiliation!

Just because, there can be no war.

……

In the hangar of Cave No. 2, there is no sound of birds, and the falling needles can be heard.

Everyone thought of Wang Wei, who had passed away for nineteen years, and subconsciously clenched their fists,

Blood, direct.

Ached.

Pain!

It really hurts!

Zhou Hai, standing on the left side, was quiet and silent, his mind was clear, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the emotions that welled up in his heart, and held the jetpack tightly in his right hand.

Didn't speak.

Stay calm and keep your emotions in check, as you must at all times.

"Comrades, I hope you will always remember that you should not only learn from the valuable spirit and belief of martyr Wang Wei, but also remember this shame, remember the countless sacrifices of the heroic martyrs, keep in mind the mission, do not forget the original intention, do not forget the national shame! From that day on, we know a set of numbers, 81192! Since that year, April 1, the day of April Fool's Day, which is positioned by the West, has been recorded in the history of our Sky Eagle! ”

Yang Tianming continued, his words sonorous and powerful, and then gave an order: "81192, this set of numbers embodies the Chinese spirit, April 1, tells us what the sky eagle is!" Now, with the approval of the base committee, a small memorial ceremony will be held on April 1, and all of them will pay tribute to the martyr Wang Wei, the 'guardian of the sea and air', who died heroically 19 years ago! ”

"Huh!"

In an instant, all the members who maintained the military posture raised their right hands violently and gave a military salute.