PS: The sixth update ends.

Too sleepy, today's update will be postponed a little.

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After being hit by a bird at an ultra-low altitude, the ultimate forced landing was successful, which Yang Xiaolong never expected, just like the ultra-low altitude stall tail spin was modified before.

Today, Zhou Hai gave him too many surprises.

"On 109, you did a very good job. Please wait for rescue on the spot. The emergency rescue mechanism has been started. The rescue helicopter arrives in 15 minutes. Please wait." The female controller at the airport tower looked serious and issued new instructions as quickly as possible.

When I learned that the emergency landing on 109 was successful, the same was true for the crowd of people gathered in the airport tower control room, and I was truly relieved.

After all, after a forced landing, there is no longer any danger, unless someone dares to attack the active flight officer of the Air Force.

“Yes, received on 109.”

After hearing the instructions given by the female controller, Zhou Hai felt silent and responded.

After the words were finished, pressed the red button next to it with his right hand. The hole at the top was stained with blood and a glass canopy covered with solidified feathers, rising backwards and slowly opening.

After the canopy cover was fully opened, Zhou Hai turned off the fluorite airborne avionics system and backup power supply in accordance with the operating specifications and procedures, confirmed that all security checks and parts returned to normal, then got up and climbed out of the front cockpit, stepped on the big edge strip of the front edge, stood on the fuselage, and observed No. 109 from an external angle.

Blood!

Wherever you see, there are traces of solidified blood. There is also a half-broken gray-brown feather at the root of the right wing, which flutters with the wind. The middle section of the left wing is affected to a certain extent. The surface is sunken due to impact, and the root of the single vertical tail is damaged.

The surface of the fuselage is bumpy and damaged everywhere, which is extremely miserable.

However, the worst thing was the two WS-17 ‘Minshan’ afterburner turbofan engines, which caused the engine to catch fire and stop due to inhalation of domestic pigeons.

The two engines are completely useless, and even the value of overhaul is not enough.

"Am I considered a bird-hitting expert?" Zhou Hai sighed with a simple look at his beloved wife, with a complicated look and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Today I was really a ghost. I was originally planning to perform well in solo, but now it has indeed become a "performance well". It has not been an hour since I obtained the solo qualification and encountered two accidents in a row, resulting in the L-15C Falcon worth tens of millions of dollars approaching scrapped state.

Overhaul?

The L-15C Falcon, which is so damaged, may cost two-thirds of the price of the new machine, and the maintenance efficiency ratio is too low.

Zhou Hai had to admit that his fate with birds had never faded. From the China Southern Airlines flight hit by a geese, to the fact that he was now flying solo and hit by a flock of pigeons, he seemed to have become a bird-hitting expert.

"Didi!"

At this time, the Civic, with a silver-white Jicheng license plate, slowly drove through the far left fast lane, pressed the horn twice, then turned to the right, drove for several meters and stopped steadily.

Behind, there is a continuous rolling traffic, with various vehicles slowing down and passing along the only right fast lane.

This section of road belongs to the Jinan-Qinghai Expressway, close to Jicheng, and has two slow lanes, one fast lanes, and emergency lanes in one direction.

When landing, Zhou Hai deliberately went to the right, and the L-15C Falcon stopped in the middle of the emergency lane and the second slow lane, leaving the fast lane on the far left for vehicles to pass.

In the Civic that was stably stopped in front, the cab door was opened, and a young man in fashion walked out, holding the latest Apple phone in his hand, opening the top camera, and chatting with friends on the other side of the video while shooting, telling his mood and thoughts at this moment:

"Brother, I said everything, absolutely nothing is joking. There is really a fighter in front of me, you can see it yourself."

"Damn it, it's really a fighter. Is this going to fight?"

On the other end of the video chat, a man of similar grades saw the L-15C Falcon covered in scars in the picture, and his face was shocked, and he was a little incredible: "Hu Quan, that pilot is coming towards you."

Looking at the young man's behavior, Zhou Hai frowned slightly, wore a pilot's helmet and flying sunglasses, covering half of his face, jumped down from the big edge of the front edge, and headed towards Hu Quan who was taking a picture with an Apple phone.

"Well, comrade, is there anything wrong?" Seeing Zhou Hai coming in a fierce manner, the young man Hu Quan scratched his head and asked.

Zhou Hai stood in front of him, his voice cold: "Ship your phone out, no shooting is allowed."

"I'm just taking pictures. Is it illegal? Everyone else is taking pictures. Comrade, it's a bit too much for you to hand over my phone." Hu Quan frowned slightly when he heard this, holding up the Apple phone in his hand, and did not choose to turn off the camera.

The L-15C Falcon is parked on the edge of the highway. As long as there are people in the co-pilot position, they are taking pictures with their mobile phones.

So many people don’t care about it, but only ask him to hand over his phone. Why?

"I repeated it last time, called out my phone and prohibited shooting." Zhou Hai's expressionless face, his tone as before.

"I'm still trying to call you. Why should I hand over my cell phone? Who do you think you are?"

Looking at the lack of complete appearance of covering half of his face, the young man Hu Quan showed coldness, without any politeness, and his words were filled with a hint of thorniness: "You are just a soldier. You drive the plane like this. If I am better than you, I will warn you that this is a real-time video, so be careful to upload it to you online."

After receiving Hu Quan's answer, Zhou Hai's face was calm and no longer initiated meaningless verbal warnings.

With one step forward, his body moved like a rabbit, his five fingers formed claws with his right hand, he grabbed the young man Hu Quan's arm at an extremely fast speed, and his left hand was in a palm-knife posture to attack the soft abdomen.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, and it happens that people can feel pain, but their internal organs will not be damaged.

"ah!"

A scream of pain came out, Hu Quan's whole body became soft, and Zhou Hai effortlessly seized the Apple phone that recorded the details of the L-15C Falcon Higher Education, and staged a grapple technique from the pilot.

Hu Quan held a foreign-produced smart electronic product and photographed the most advanced L-15C Falcon advanced trainer in China at close range. He did not obey the warning twice, which was an act of intentional detection of important military secrets.

Zhou Hai has enough rights to prevent and interfere.

As for three consecutive verbal warnings?

Sorry, as a soldier, he doesn't care about these things. Zhou Hai prefers to take practical actions. Being able to seriously warn Hu Quan for the second time is already a polite and concession.

No trivial matters involving important military secrets.

Also, he was in a bad mood.

Strictly speaking, it is very bad.

"I'm hitting someone! I'm hitting someone!"

In less than a second, Hu Quan was pressed to the ground, his face touching the hot ground. After a brief moment of confusion, he realized a problem, felt aggrieved, and a strong anger surged. His body resisted violently and couldn't help but shout.
Chapter completed!