"Okay, pack your luggage and let's go." His eyes were staring at Zhou Hai. After a while, Li Fu nodded, withdrew his gaze and issued an order.

To be honest, Li Fu could not fully confirm whether Zhou Hai really had no psychological problems, but he chose to believe Zhou Hai and did not want Zhou Hai, an excellent young seedling with endless potential, to be broken.

After receiving the instructions, Zhou Hai did not hesitate, turned around to pack his luggage, left the temporary room, followed his master to the base apron, and embarked on the way back to the Dancheng training base.

Outdoor, the sun shines brightly, bringing warmth and dispelling the cold.

Base, No. 5 tarmac.

A military green first-class teacher was parked quietly in it. The fuselage reflected light, as if it was covered with a layer of gold coat. The nose number was written with a white number of 17, and the side of the horizontal tail was painted with a number of 81103.

"Comrade Captain, the plane is ready, please accept it!" The ground crew leader who had been waiting for a long time straightened his body and saluted Li Fu in winter clothes.

"Thank you." Li Fu nodded and saluted, thanked him, and instructed Zhou Hai: "Give me your luggage, check it, go to the front seat, you can drive it."

"yes!"

Zhou Hai nodded, handed the luggage to Li Fu, and turned to head towards the strange No. 17 Chucai Six.

The whole person inspected the fuselage, rotated the hydraulic double-blade propeller, and after the inspection was completed, climbed up the front escalator and entered the same cabin.

Li Fu did not review it, but went directly into the back seat and stuffed his luggage into the narrow space behind the cabin.

After Li Fu and Zhou Hai boarded the plane, a ground crew member removed the escalator and retreated outside the safe area, and lined up with the remaining four people in the ground crew team.

"Master, where is the No. 12 aircraft?"

Zhou Hai was observing the cockpit instrument and checking the air inlet pressure and pressure mercury, while carrying out takeoff operations, his hands were flying.

"Due to being shot on the left wing, the metal component is tired, distorted and deformation, the bearing limit is reduced, and the rear seat instrument and control system are damaged, the fuselage is in poor condition and maintenance value is not great, so I retired early." Li Fu's voice was stable and clear, and he slowly expressed the future fate of the No. 12 trainer aircraft.

Retired!

Retirement early!

This is the fate of the No. 12 trainer aircraft. To be honest, Li Fu couldn't believe that Zhou Hai could drive No. 12, whose left wing was shot, back to Hacheng Air Force Base.

In other words, the No. 12 trainer overdraws his life and uses his willpower to support the base until Zhou Hai safely stepped onto the ground.

The fuselage was shot in many places. During the attack, the fuselage made various air combat maneuvers, resulting in a large overload on the fuselage. After being shot in the left wing, the No. 12 Junior Education Six even flew around.

Flying hovering is not a simple flight action. This maneuver has strict requirements on the fuselage status and requires the pilot to perform complex operations.

“Retirement early?”

When Zhou Hai heard these words, he shook his head gently, feeling a little stuffy in his chest, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and pressed the engine start button with his right hand.

After retirement early, he stayed quietly in a theme park center for many years, telling his past history and past. This may be the fate after the 12th first teaching sixth.

"Buzz!"

The slightly unfamiliar aviation engine sounded, and the Piston-6 star nine-cylinder engine successfully started, outputting power, driving the hydraulic twin-blade propeller at the top, turning from slow to fast, in a counterclockwise direction at high speed.

Zhou Hai's face was calm, his eyes looked straight ahead, he held the joystick tightly with his right hand, and slowly pushed the throttle with his left hand.

"Boom!" In a blink of an eye, the entire aviation engine obtained more and more high-quality aviation fuel, making a roar, and bursts of blue smoke came out of the exhaust hole.

strangeness.

Although this No. 17 trainer aircraft is the same as the No. 12, everything seems so strange.

"salute!"

Outside the safe area of ​​the tarmac, the ground crew leader straightened his back and raised his right hand to salute the trainer No. 17, with a loud voice.

The other four people in the ground crew raised their hands to salute at the same time.

Zhou Hai's eyes turned to the ground crew and raised his hand to return the greeting.

"Let's go." After Li Fu returned the gift, he gave instructions to Zhou Hai.

"yes."

Zhou Hai nodded, slowly pushed the throttle valve upward, stepped on the rudder, controlled the entire frame to slide out of the No. 5 apron, and turned to the right to head towards the taxiway.

Soon, when he entered the base taxiway, Zhou Hai looked calm and skillfully turned on the airborne radio equipment, connected to the military encrypted communication channel, and contacted the tower of the Hacheng Air Force Base: "Call the tower, request takeoff on the 17th!"

"No. 17, the ground is in a east wind, the wind speed is level 3, the gust is level 4, accompanied by level 3 side wind, the field pressure is 1013, the weather is sunny, you can enter Runway No. 1 and take off, please pay attention to protecting your eyes."

Soon, the base tower controller heard a sound and reported a series of corresponding parameters: "Safe all the way."

"Thank you for your reminder, Tower 17 is ready to take off."

After obtaining the takeoff permission, Zhou Hai took a deep breath, put on the Type 07 pilot glasses that were not damaged in the attack, and controlled the Chucai Six to leave the taxiway and enter Runway 1.

Push the throttle valve with your left hand and hold the rod with your right hand.

accelerate!

accelerate!

accelerate!

The hydraulic twin-blade propeller rotates at high speed like a afterimage. The sound of the aviation engine resounds around the runway. The main landing gear anti-slip tires roll and move, and cooperate with the power provided by the engine to provide the fuselage with an increasingly faster speed.

Behind him, blue smoke bursts.

After gliding for 250 meters, the airspeed gauge is 135 kilometers per hour.

"Farewell, No. 12."

Seeing this, Zhou Hai pulled the rod without hesitation and looked back at the Hacheng Air Force Base behind him, and said goodbye softly in his heart.

With the laws of aerodynamics, as the first teaching of the lifting body, the left and right wings divide the airflow to generate a pressure difference, providing abundant lift, slightly raise the head to change the angle of attack of the fuselage, and sweep towards the blue sky again like an eagle spreading its wings.

Flying away from the heavily guarded Hacheng Air Force Base, the first 6th climbed to 3,000 meters, entered a cruise flight state, and headed towards the Dancheng Training Base at the north end at a speed of 170 kilometers per hour.

"Zhou Hai, how do you feel when the bullet penetrates the cockpit?" After a steady flight for a while, Li Fu suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

Zhou Hai heard Li Fu's question, thought for a moment, and responded: "I didn't have time to feel it. It was too urgent at the time, so I couldn't take care of these things. Only by dealing with it calmly can I escape from danger."

"What happened later?" Li Fu nodded slightly and continued to ask.

"Later, I didn't feel anything. I was very calm. Master, I can guarantee that I have no psychological problems." Zhou Hai said helplessly.

"...I believe you." Li Fu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and was a little amused and laughed: "I mean, have you learned anything useful from this process?"
Chapter completed!