The reason for getting stuck is also very simple.

Writing textbooks is not the same as writing a thesis.

He cannot assume that the readers are all insiders with a certain academic foundation, and get straight to the point after a short summary and introduction.

For example, now, if he wants to talk about computational simulation, he must first talk about what computational simulation is and how to perform computational simulation.

In short, when Ms. Zhou Li came out of the kitchen after brushing the dishes, she saw her baby son in a daze at a shiny screen.

"Xiao Nan?"

Mother's voice finally made Chang Haonan react:

"Huh?"

"You're ......"

Zhou Li walked to the side of the bed and looked at the machine in front of Chang Haonan with curiosity.

"Computers? It's so small? ”

Thanks to the country's emphasis on education, most middle schools already had computer labs and computer courses (at least on paper) in the 90s, so Zhou Li, as a teacher, has naturally seen computers.

It's just that laptops are still a novelty for most Chinese people in this era.

"Well, yes, it's called a laptop, and the tutor sent it to me for ease of work."

Chang Haonan took his eyes off the screen and looked at his mother not far away.

Anyway, I worked overtime just now because I really had nothing to do, and now that I have no ideas, I might as well put it down for the time being.

Zhou Li's attention did not stay on the computer for a long time, but showed a look of wanting to speak and stopping:

"Xiao Nan, mom has something I want to ask you."

"You say."

Chang Haonan sat down at the head of the bed slightly, making way for his mother.

"You're specialized in airplanes, that ......"

Halfway through speaking, Zhou Li turned her head and glanced at the door of Chang Jiayao's bedroom:

"Let's be honest with my mother, is the pilot profession dangerous?"

Perhaps because of the news in the evening, she obviously began to worry about Chang Jiayao's choice again:

"Your dad has been a policeman for most of his life, to be honest, every time he is on duty, although he knows that there are not so many things to do in this small county, he is still a little hanging in his heart."

"Now that he is finally old, he doesn't have to work when he is transferred to an administrative position, and Jia Yao is going to be a pilot again, which is ......"

Looking at his worried mother, Chang Haonan didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

He couldn't lie to the other party that piloting was a safe profession.

But he didn't want his parents to worry too much, or to destroy Chang Jiayao's dream.

After the phone call shortly after he was reborn, the brother and sister talked about it a few more times, and Chang Haonan was very sure that his sister was not a whim.

Whether he wants to get out of the shadow of his brother, or really likes it, or yearns to fly.

In short, Chang Jiayao is indeed preparing very seriously.

I even gave myself a daily workout plan.

"Mom, nothing is absolutely safe."

After a long silence, he barely managed to organize his words.

As soon as it came up, it must have stabilized Zhou Li's mood first:

"In terms of our country's current policy, we will not arrange for female pilots to fly fighter jets."

Zhou Li's face changed a little better.

Although she doesn't know much about airplanes, even if she only looks at the news, she can probably see that those small planes with wild actions are more dangerous than the big planes.

"If you just fly a passenger plane or a transport plane, the safety factor is still very high in general, you think, if it was really so easy to have an accident, no one would have wanted to travel by plane, but in recent years, the number of civil aviation passengers has been increasing."

Chang Haonan secretly changed the concept slightly, there is still a little difference between military transport aircraft and civilian transport aircraft.

But it doesn't matter.

"The plane that crashed in the news just now ......"

Sure enough, it's because of this.

"It's because there are few air crashes that it's in the news."

In this case, Chang Haonan had no choice but to sacrifice the Dafa of sophistry.

In order not to give Zhou Li time to think clearly, he hurriedly continued to analyze seriously:

"Although the cause of the accident is not yet certain, there are only a few reasons why the plane crashed at the airport."

Chang Haonan stretched out a finger:

"Either it was intentional by the pilot as speculated in the news, then it has nothing to do with flight safety, and in this case, it is more comfortable to fly a plane by yourself than to take a plane."

The half-joking tone made the corners of Zhou Li's mouth rise slightly.

"Either it's a mechanical failure, such as engine shutdown or something like that, which is related to ground handling, and our domestic airlines are much more serious than the gringos in this regard, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Or there's also the possibility of external conditions, such as icing on the wings."

When he said this, Chang Haonan's heart suddenly chuckled.

The crash of this EMB120 does seem to be a bit like a certain Yun-8 in a previous life......

But now he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly continued:

"It just so happens that I am studying the flight safety of passenger aircraft, and in this regard, the level of our country is much higher than that of Europe."

Hearing Chang Haonan's words, Zhou Li's eyes widened in surprise.

Since the 80s, the products and cultures of developed countries in Europe and the United States have been imported in large quantities in an almost barbaric and out-of-control manner, and the impact on China has been quite huge.

One of the most intuitive effects is that the Chinese people gradually lost confidence.

And it's all-round and subtle.

Even a teacher in a small county like Zhou Li can't avoid it.

When she heard that the level of research in Huaxia was higher than that of Europe, even if this sentence was said by her own son, her first reaction was to feel incredulous.

"We? More powerful than Europe? ”

"Of course."

Anyway, the worried look on Zhou Li's face has faded a lot, and Chang Haonan naturally struck while the iron was hot:

"This is the direction of your son's research, I don't dare to say it in other fields, just in terms of dealing with wing icing, let's think second, no one dares to be first!"

……

At the same time that Chang Haonan was at home to dispel Zhou Li's concerns about the career risks of pilots.

Kashmir, Skadu Airport.

Two slender fighter jets appeared in the sky with a roar getting closer and closer.

The lights on the landing gear and the wing lights on the left and red and green indicate that they are on their descent and that the landing gear has been lowered and is ready for landing.

The landing lights on the runway have also been lit.

A few minutes later, the two planes landed on two runways, 3,600 meters and 2,600 meters long, respectively.

After the planes came to a standby, the ground crew, who had been on standby for a long time, rushed up in an auxiliary vehicle and dragged the two planes into the reinforced bunker at the end of the runway as fast as possible.

With the help of the bright lights in the fort, it can be recognized that these are two of the four J-8Cs that the First Air Force Division has just received at the beginning of the year.

A group of East Asian-faced soldiers quickly began various post-landing inspections and removed a total of eight Thunderbolt-11 air-to-air missiles hanging under the wings for maintenance.

Another group of ground crew, who were generally bearded, brought in the gangway and were ready to repaint the plane.

Zheng Liangqun and Chen Jialiang climbed out of the cockpit of the plane with some difficulty.

The two were the deputy division commander and chief of staff of the 1st Air Force Division, respectively, and had been stationed in Tibetan Province for a week.

In fact, in terms of age, they are no longer suitable for long-term tossing at highland airports.

But there is no way, the J-8C is a new equipment, and there are not many pilots who can skillfully drive and use semi-active radar shells.

And in the Chinese Air Force in the mid-90s, the level of training is really hard to describe.

Even basic night flight training can only be carried out by a small number of backbone aviation regiments under the leadership of the regiment commander.

So after sifting around, I couldn't find a young pilot who met the requirements, so I could only let the two veterans go on top.

As for why they rushed to this strange land in a fighter jet when the Chinese New Year was approaching.

Naturally, it was to deal with the tripleonic squadron, which has become more rampant in recent months, repeatedly penetrating into the airspace of the two countries to conduct reconnaissance and retreating in its entirety.

After the first reconnaissance was locked by the ground-to-air missile array, they optimized the flight path and chose to bypass the fixedly deployed Hongqi 2BA missile position.

As a result, the only anti-aircraft missile, where there was a theoretical possibility of interception, also lost its role.

However, the previous rounds of failed attempts were not for nothing, and at least the Pakistani Air Force had a rough grasp of the activities of the opposing side's reconnaissance planes.

One of the most important ones is -

For some unknown reason, the top speed of those MiG-25s seems to be limited, so they usually choose 2.2 times the speed of sound and an altitude of 23,000 meters to cut in from the direction of Afghanistan in the north, and then maintain horizontal flight until they turn east near Jammu and return home.

Of course, it makes no sense for aircraft like the Mirage 3 or F16A to know this information, they simply don't have any means to shoot down each other.

With the exception of Sammy, who took a picture on the first intercept, the next few times they could only see the wake cloud left by the other party.

However, after the J-8C was delivered to the Huaxia Air Force for trial, the situation was different.

Although the J-8C only flew above the ceiling of 22,500 meters in the test flight, it will be further reduced to about 21,000 meters after the bomb.

However, the Thunderbolt-11 missile, which is semi-active radar-guided and has a head-on attack range of about 30 kilometers, still gives the opportunity to carry out ambush interception.

(End of chapter)