Chapter Seventy-Two: What to Say? (For the first helm owner)
"Absolutely."
Zhou Hai's face was extremely serious, and he tried his best to control the steering of the fuselage, and soon, the slight bumps in the fuselage gradually disappeared, and with the reversal of the direction and angle given by the airborne head display, the ground airport came into view.
Turn to success.
Exhaling a breath of turbidity, his heart was slightly relieved, Zhou Hai controlled the ailerons to return to the original angle, aimed the nose at the airport, and glanced at the altitude and speed.
Height 900, watch speed 450.
Holding the joystick and adjusting the flight attitude, Zhou Hai thought of the detailed explanation of take-off and landing knowledge, his face was indifferent, and he slowly lowered the flight altitude and faced the airport runway.
The flight altitude gradually decreased, and the simulated scenery on the screen changed rapidly, Zhou Hai worked hard to stabilize the fuselage, aimed at the slender and straight runway, and opened the landing gear.
The speed is reduced to 280 kilometers per hour, and when the altitude drops to about 50 meters, pull the rod hard and lift the nose of the aircraft.
The nose of the aircraft is tilted up, and the attitude is stable.
"Squeak!" After a few seconds, a sharp grinding sound was heard in my ears.
There was a vibration sound in the cabin, the fuselage was slightly bumpy, Zhou Hai did not doubt him, grasped the joystick, stepped on the rudder with both feet at the same time, braked, and pressed the start switch of the tail parachute.
The tail parachute opens, and the airframe lowers the speed of descent.
Soon, the entire simulated J-10 canard wing fighter, the gauge speed dropped to 0, and the horizontal altitude dropped to 0.
"The landing was successful, and the assessment was passed." Immediately after that, the front screen will give a green prompt message.
Looking at the green prompt message, Zhou Hai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, relaxed slightly, and released the joystick: "Whew, it's not bad, it's finally back." ”
The whole process was full of difficulties, and the take-off and landing stages were even more reluctant.
That's not all it takes to fly a flight simulator, let alone a real warplane.
However, Zhou Hai did not lose confidence, but looked forward to the aviation school life in the near future.
In the cabin, Zhao Gang looked at the green prompt message, the whole person fell silent, not knowing what to say, and looked at Zhou Hai in the front seat, revealing a complicated color.
Say what?
To be honest, Zhao Gang didn't know what he should say now.
Compliments, encouragement?
Do these things that were useful in the past really need for the genius in front of him?
Zhao Gang didn't know, he couldn't speak, and the whole person was even a little confused.
Outside the cabin, the atmosphere was quiet and seemed slightly eerie.
Everyone stared blankly at what was on the big screen, opened their mouths, but couldn't say anything.
"Coach, shall we continue?" After recalling the operation just now, Zhou Hai said to Zhao Gang.
To become proficient in flying, you need to go through a lot of training and gain experience from training time and time again.
At present, it is one of the few opportunities to get in touch with flight simulation, and Zhou Hai will naturally not give up.
Zhao Gang heard Zhou Hai's inquiry, only then did he react and nodded: "Uh, okay, continue." ”
"Drop!"
The screen resettles and a beep is heard.
Holding the joystick tightly, Zhou Hai stared at the screen with both eyes, and operated with more skillful techniques.
once
twice
Three times.
All successful.
Zhou Hai, who is addicted to flight simulation, learns and understands faster and faster, and has a thorough understanding of take-off and landing knowledge, and his techniques are becoming more and more proficient.
The simulated fighter steering gradually changed from the initial reluctance to normal.
In the third round of flight talent assessment, ten chances, except for the first time when Zhou Hai crashed because of the wrong adjustment angle of the aileron, the remaining nine chances were all successful.
Nine simulated takeoffs and landings were successful, such an achievement, appalling.
Coach Zhao Gang went from the initial shock to numbness, and then from numbness to today's calmness, as well as a hint of expectation.
It is understandable that Zhou Hai's flying talent is extremely high, and when he arrives at the aviation school in the future, he is likely to grow into a top pilot.
Twenty minutes later, the tightly sealed six-degree-of-freedom flight simulator was turned on, and Zhou Hai and Zhao Gang, who had finished the flight, both left the cockpit and went down the escalator.
In the simulation room, most of the boys cast their eyes at Zhou Hai, containing admiration and envy.
Zhou Hai showed a peaceful smile, did not speak, found an empty place to sit down, and quietly reminisced about the flight just now.
"Zhou Hai flies very well, who will simulate the flight next?" Zhao Gang smiled at everyone and said softly.
"I'll come." When Zhao Gang's words fell, in the crowd, Jiang Lei raised his right hand.
Zhao Gang nodded: "Okay, you come with me." ”
Jiang Lei was full of anticipation in his heart, and hurriedly followed and entered the simulator together.
Then, after more than ten minutes of friction, the large screen in the simulation room showed the picture.
"Boom!"
Not long after the fighter plane took off and taxied, the nose of the plane pressed forward, and a violent explosion was heard.
The screen is colored red, showing the words "failed the assessment".
After a few seconds, the screen returns to its place.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Next, the continuous sound of explosions passed through the indoor speaker equipment and reached everyone's ears, and the screen was full of horrific images.
There were eight take-off crashes, two flight crashes, and not a single successful take-off and landing.
The nose of the aircraft was counterpressurized, deviated from the runway, the fuselage lost its balance, the aileron deflection angle was wrong, the canard wing was accidentally manipulated to destroy the aerodynamic balance, and the aircraft crashed at a low altitude.
The dazzling crash pictures were staged in the eyes of everyone one by one.
Only five minutes later, Jiang Lei, who was simulating flight, left the cockpit with a face full of embarrassment, followed by Zhao Gang with a black face.
Zhao Gang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and remained calm: "Who is next?" ”
"Me!" Zhang Zhe's voice sounded with some eagerness.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Just ten minutes later, there were bursts of explosions like a tidal wave in the simulation room.
Crash.
A wide variety of crash ways.
The time was very fast, only three minutes, and Zhang Zhe, who was full of gloomy face, left the cockpit without saying a word, followed by Zhao Gang.
The next flight simulation time is definitely torture.
After a short period of study, candidates have entered the military-grade six-degree-of-freedom flight simulator to simulate the take-off and landing operations of the J-10 canard wing fighter.
Crash.
Without exception, the vast majority of people crashed, including girls such as Han Aya, who was full of confidence.
Most of the people can fly a certain distance after takeoff, and as for the steering and the most difficult landing, it is simply not possible.
Gradually, the atmosphere in the simulation room fell silent.
The vast majority of people, the corners of their mouths were bitter, their faces were full of frustration, and their eyes were all cast on Zhou Hai, who was resting with his eyes closed in the corner of the room, and there were inexplicable and complex colors in the depths of his eyes, and a thought welled up in his heart-
Can the gap between people really be so big?
After a long period of simulated flight, crashes and explosions again and again, everyone has a real understanding and concept of flying.
PS: The honor level of the Dharma Protector, the first winner, will be added.
Elders, heads, and grandmasters are 2-3-4, that is, there are two elders who can be added, three heads and four grandmasters.
As for the alliance leader, there is no limit to the number.
I forgot to say, fried chicken is tired, really fried chicken is tired, add more.
Thank you for eating, please.