Chapter 562: This is the British Air Force! (Please give me a monthly vote) (Page 1/1)

“The baker received it.”

Rosal, who was the wingman position of the dual-aircraft formation, immediately responded and drove the Bluebird fighter jet out of the No. 2 stoppage position, followed Yu Qingjiao fighter jet, and gradually drove to the base main runway.

To perform air flight missions, there is no need to call the position, just call the code names of both parties normally.

Not far away, the open space area of ​​the apron and base building, three flight instructor teams and all trained pilots, including Major General Bavino and a group of Afghanistan flight officers, all maintained military postures and their eyes were all concentrated on the two powerful war eagles.

"salute!"

Major General Bavino's solemn and excited shouts echoed throughout the team.

"Swish!"

Everyone subconsciously raised their right hand and moved neatly, sending military salutes to the two war eagles.

Today, it is an important moment for the weak Argentine Air Force. The first pilot of the motherland who passed the layers of assessment and strict screening has obtained solo qualifications and is about to take off the Bluebird fighter with powerful performance and soar in the sky of Argentina.

Worth remembering!

Worth remembering!

In the cockpit of Bluebird, Rosal, an Argentine eagle, had rosy eyes, trying to force himself to remain calm, and quickly replied with his right hand.

For him, the Argentine Air Force will surely rise and return to its original glory.

"Baker, I'll start with you, five seconds apart, and you will have to master the dual-machine formation takeoff technology in the future." Zhou Hai's calm reminder came from the encrypted communication channel.

Rosal immediately responded: "The baker received it."

Obtaining ground parameters and takeoff permits from the base tower, Zhou Hai, who was flying the Qingjiao fighter jet, first slid into the base main runway.

The roar of the high engine spread all around, in a state of intermediate thrust, supplying a steady stream of surging power.

After accelerating and gliding for more than 300 meters, the Qingjiao fighter, which was in a normal air-controlled and mounted state, reached the critical point of takeoff, lifted the head of the aircraft in a textbook-like posture and faced the blue sky.

The bluebird followed closely behind, the canard wing deflected, glided for nearly 400 meters, lifted the head of the plane to take off, and the excellent flight experience and flight overload enveloped Rosal.

"The baker, here is a long plane, climbing to an altitude of 12,000 meters, and the route and training area data have been transmitted."

Zhou Hai skillfully and freely controlled the Qingjiao fighter jet, ignoring the influence of flight overload, the pull rod maintained a high elevation climbing state, transmitting data through the on-board export comprehensive data link, and commanded Rosal as a long-distance aircraft.

Rosal's answer came from the radio: "The baker received it."

The flight process adopts a high-low-high mode, with the southeast direction of the route. The training area is located 200 kilometers away from the Port of San Julian, 700 kilometers away from the Fate Air Force Base and about 430 kilometers away from the Cavalier Island.

This position, after four British Air Force typhoon fighters at the Cambridge Air Base, was replaced by defense, was already a restricted area for the Argentine Air Force.

There is no way, let alone the natural disadvantages of propeller attack aircraft. Pukara, with a combat radius of only 350 kilometers, is a super short-legged type and can be called an "airport defender". She can't even play with the third and a half-generation typhoons.

How to play 350 kilometers?

Climb!

Climb at high speed!

The green dragons and blue birds painted with Afang Air Force patterns are like extremely sharp arrows, fearing the dazzling sunshine, tearing the invisible and turbulent cold wind, and thrusting the endless blue sky above our heads.

After a few dozen seconds, the two war eagles climbed to a height of 12,000 meters with thin air. Due to their own load problems, their maneuverability and comprehensive flight performance dropped by one third, and they flew out in a slower attitude.

"How do you feel for baker?"

Zhou Hai held the pole in his right hand and admired the blue halo at the edge of the sky in the distance, often asking.

Ten thousand meters high, always blue, this is a painting that can never be seen tirelessly.

In the encrypted radio channel, Rosal's emotional answer came out: "Zero, it feels great. This is the first time I have been to a height of 12,000 meters. It's so beautiful. The experience of driving the blue bird alone is very good. I was very nervous at the beginning, but now I'm much better."

"Baoist, you have to adapt slowly when flying solo. If you have any discomfort, you should report it immediately. Now the speed has increased to 840 kilometers per hour. After reaching the target area, you will start close combat training." Zhou Hai said seriously.

The scenery is the scenery, but he has not forgotten the content teaching technology of this air flight mission!

For this Afghan pilot with excellent performance and good conduct, Zhou Hai is willing to help the other party improve his strength and accelerate the running-in without violating the confidentiality regulations.

As for the contents involved in your own confidentiality, I am sorry, so I will never disclose any of them.

“The baker received it.”

There is a hint of expectation in the voice.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine resounding through the sky, without the constraints of dense air, the green dragon and the blue bird sailed faster and faster, reaching a standard cruise speed of 840 kilometers per hour, dragging a white trail cloud like silk and satin, and heading straight to the east according to the scheduled route.

Soon, two war eagles left the barren desert and flew over the bustling Brigadier General City, reaching the coastline across five hundred kilometers without stopping, and sank into the vast blue sea.

Along the way, Rosal, who had been solo for the first time, gradually adapted and became familiar with the bluebirds with a comprehensive combat power of three and a half generations, and was in the stage of mastering basic flight skills.

"Baoist, lower the altitude and high speed, prepares to conduct close combat training at 7,000 meters. Both sides will first open a distance of 10 kilometers at a horizontal height, and then fight freely. There is only one rule that prohibits no-angle hedging. The fire control radar will be locked in three seconds and win. Are you wondering?"

Over the blue high seas, in the Qingjiao cockpit, Zhou Hai looked at the prompts given by the multi-function display screen on the left, and asked through the encrypted radio channel.

"Zero, no, but this location is very close to the island of Malay Island. Will we be obstructed by the British Air Force?"

Rosal, who was looking at the sea below, suddenly came to his senses, lacking confidence, and remembered his experience of flying the A-4ar "Fighting Skyhawk" to encounter a typhoon fighter.

When we arrived at the training area, Rosal, who was immersed in the excellent flying experience of the Bluebird, remembered the problem.

Things are going on!

Going to this position to carry out close combat training, isn’t this the face of the British army on the Horse Island?

Of course, as an Argentine eagle, Rosal felt that this kind of slap in the face was very comfortable.

No matter how cool it is, we must consider the reality. They are equipped with famous typhoon fighters!

God, this is a typhoon, no joke!

"Baker, don't worry, prepare to start training. I will pull it apart, and I will pull it apart." Zhou Hai shook his head slightly and ordered.

"This is the British Air Force, two UFOs, you have entered over my Frank Islands Fishery Reserve. Please immediately indicate your purpose and identity."
Chapter completed!