Chapter 178: The Dance of Broken Wings (15)

The wind was fierce, Zhuang Yichen sat in the helicopter cabin, looking at the jungle that was constantly retreating under his feet, and was full of emotion for a while.

For this moment, how many people have gone incognito and paid their whole lives of energy and sweat for it; And how many people sleep forever on this secret escort road. Zhuang Yichen only participated in the last journey, and he couldn't even imagine how many lives he had to pay to resist the attack of waves of monsters on this long road from northeast to southwest, and finally let the roar of propellers and wings tearing through the air reverberate in the clear blue sky.

The other soldiers accompanying him on the plane knew the identities of him and Qi Han, and they also knew that they were the veritable heroes of this mission. The eyes of those warriors looking at Zhuang Yichen and Qi Han were all full of reverence. Experiencing this heroic treatment again, he just glanced at Qi Han, and read the complexity and helplessness from each other's gazes. Then both of them remained silent with tacit understanding.

Flowers and glory have always belonged only to the living, and to the dead, they have no meaning.

Zhuang Yichen's eyes suddenly appeared in front of him, and the clump of burning fighting qi turned into a dazzling brilliance like a meteor. There was no hesitation, no hesitation, and no heart-rending sensationalism that depended on others. The warriors were as silent as stones, just looking at each other in tacit understanding, and then seeing the burning flames in each other's eyes.

Half an hour later, the helicopter roared and landed on a neat tarmac. Outside the tarmac, the team and the senior leaders of the airport who had already received the message were waiting.

As soon as I got off the plane, I heard the hoarse voice of a professional soldier shouting loudly: "Salute!" ”

Zhuang Yichen and Qi Han looked at each other and smiled, and then walked over quickly. As soon as he stepped forward, Captain Liu rushed up directly and gave him a bear hug, and he almost couldn't breathe. Zhuang Yichen didn't say anything, just punched him hard in the back, then let go of him, and stepped forward to hug a bear with several fighters who were traveling along the way.

After meeting with several people in the team, Captain Liu took Zhuang Yichen and several officers who had been waiting around him to introduce each other. It was sent to the research institute in the heart of Yanhuang, and soon transferred to a nearby military airfield to complete the final commissioning and installation.

So Zhuang Yichen and Qi Han were also taken directly to the airport.

This airfield is just a standby airfield, and a flight group is stationed in the airfield, and the aircraft equipped are still J-8Bs that are about to be decommissioned. The supreme commander of the airport was a colonel named Jiang Hecheng. In his forties, he is very kind. Zhuang Yichen shook hands with them one by one, and then exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then returned to the temporarily arranged accommodation under the leadership of several entourage soldiers.

In the evening, Zhuang Yichen participated in the celebration banquet prepared at the airport. Although it was a celebration banquet, it continued the style of the army. The venue of the banquet was directly placed in the large dining hall, and there were forty or fifty people in attendance. A large long table is filled with braised rabbit meat, vermicelli stewed wild boar, and roasted crispy and oily wild deer. In front of each person there was a large green enamel jar, two pot heads, small poplars, opened in boxes and poured into the enamel jar.

As soon as I ate in the canteen, the aroma of meat was rich and the aroma of wine was impressive. As a recognized combat hero, everyone in the squad was warmly entertained, especially Zhuang Yichen, who had not finished a table yet, and his legs were basically floating after drinking.

Along the way, his nerves have been tightly tense between life and death, and at this time, he finally had the opportunity to relax, and Zhuang Yichen fortunately let go and drank happily. After a night of carnival, in the end, Zhuang Yichen didn't know how he went back.

This scene was completely drunk, and he didn't wake up until the next day, when the sun was almost noon. After a night of hangover, the biggest feeling is a splitting headache. Zhuang Yichen suffered from his dry throat, got out of bed and found some water and poured it wildly, and then he felt a lot better.

Two days have passed, and in those two days, the final prototype of the Yellow Heart's testing on the helicopter has been finalized, and the final version will be officially put into mass production. And the experiment on the fighter plane is still in full swing.

On the third day after Zhuang Yichen came to the airport, Yan Huang Xinxin's first test flight on the fighter plane also officially began.

On this day, the morning light had just pierced the clouds, and all the preparations for the test flight had been completed. The long runway of the airport was full of people on both sides, and Zhuang Yichen was naturally among them.

A J-8 stopped steadily at the end of the runway, allowing the golden morning sun to gild it with a layer of magnificent rose gold.

The telegram of the Central Military Commission has not been interrupted since early in the morning, and under the watchful eyes of all people, what this old J-8 represents is the wings that can make the republic really take off.

At 7:30 a.m., with an order, the turbojet engine of the J-8 fighter instantly roared and spit out orange flames, and then accelerated along the straight runway.

The group looked nervously at the plane gliding rapidly on the runway, and the expectation in their hearts was also raised to the highest point. If this test flight is successful, it will mean that the blue sky above the head will be completely in the hands of the Republic.

In the eyes of all the people, the J-8 fighter numbered 812 slowly raised the nose of the plane, turned into a sky-high sword, and rushed to the embrace of the blue sky without hesitation!

A large group of blood crows was instantly attracted by the huge roar of the plane, and densely gathered into a large black group of blood crows in the sky. Zhuang Yichen's heart suddenly rose to his throat, right and wrong, success or failure, just in one move!

The quacks of thousands of blood crows echoed above everyone's heads, and the dense black dots formed a huge encirclement, encircling the fighter in the middle. Everyone's hearts were also like being grabbed by an invisible hand, and they contracted little by little.

After a while, I saw that the blood crow swarm finally gathered into a momentum, and then, as if receiving some order, all the blood crows swooped down on the fighter without fear of death!

The scene was extremely quiet, and everyone at the airport held their breath, quietly waiting for the final judgment.

The group of blood crows rushed to the interference range of a hundred meters within a radius of the heart of Yanhuang in a few seconds, and as soon as the blood crows at the forefront entered the interference circle, they saw their momentum pause, and then let out a terrible howl, desperately flapping their wings and fleeing out.

The outside squeezes inward, and the inner rushes outward. The flock of blood crows in the sky instantly became chaotic, and in just one minute, they scattered and fled, flying cleanly.

It worked! It worked!

The crowd at the airport, which had been watching with bated breath, instantly burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers, Zhuang Yichen squinted his eyes and looked at the plane in the sky that was circling above everyone's heads, and his heart suddenly swelled with a great sense of relief.

The heroic souls of the warriors should be comforted, and the death of the great country will be peaceful!

This dance of folding wings finally came to a perfect end at this time.