In the runway, two war eagles slowly gliding, with silver-gray painted surfaces introverted and unique temperament, revealing a faint kingly style. The green aviation indicator light on the belly of the aircraft flashes at a certain frequency, facing the dense clouds rolling and surging above. This scene looks like a science fiction fighter jet that has been shuttled from the future.

What's going on?

Is this the J-10?

Is this thing really a J-10?

What about the old-fashioned silver-white paintings of the Air Force men as usual?

"These two J-10s are definitely the latest improvements!" The middle-aged controller took deep breaths, trying to calm the surging hearts, his eyes shone through the window glass, staring at the two war eagles that were gliding and slowing down in the heavy rain.

At this moment, not only was the middle-aged controller shocked, but a ground crew waiting in the simple shed-type tarmac area of ​​the base also widened his eyes and was almost dull, causing a sensation.

What is the J-10 that uses the same stealth coating as the J-20 ‘Weilong’?

Marxism-Leninism is on the top, what is this situation?

The heavy rain poured down and the wind was fierce and cold.

"Bang!"

In the wet base runway full of rain, two landing J-10d Fire Dragons continued to slow down steadily. After a few seconds, the metal device at the end of the tail opened, and two white umbrella flowers bloomed in the heavy rain, trying to resist the southeast wind blowing from behind.

The southeast that blows from the sea is a good wind.

Shunfeng is not a friendly SF Express delivery for thousands of households. This seemingly friendly and blessing word is extremely unfriendly for any fixed-wing aircraft.

The two white umbrella flowers spread and swelled, like holy white roses, providing resistance area and adding a touch of different beauty to the J-10d.

After placing the umbrella, continue to slide for about 100 meters, place the umbrella.

The umbrella picking section of the runway, the umbrella picker who maintains his military posture immediately rushed to the runway, started working in the heavy rain, picked up heavy speed reduction umbrellas stained with rain, cleared the runway obstacles as fast as possible, and prepared for the next takeoff.

Meanwhile, two war eagles returning to safe speed drove off the base's main runway and crossed the taxiway. Under the gaze of a ground crew and tower duty officer, they drove towards the metal shed-style tarmac area with a row of red indicator lights on the top.

look!

Nowadays, two mysterious J-10 fighter jets that seem to be replaced with a new silver-gray suit with great visual impact have become the well-deserved focus of the entire base.

Mysterious, novel.

There is no way, no one has seen the J-10 Raptors who looks like this.

If it weren't for the overall structural design of canard wings + triangular wings + single-shots, it would be impossible to recognize that this is a fine work that condensed into the crystallization of Lockheed's hard work and wisdom.

A ground crew member wearing a raincoat stood in front of the front end of the apron area, holding a military-grade red and yellow electronic light baton, quickly crossed and swung to make movements with different meanings, and gave instructions to Zhou Hai and Su Peng.

In heavy rainy weather, flag language and sign language will be invalid. The electronic lighting baton with the core communication means will have the highest information transmission efficiency.

"Buzz!"

The engine roared loudly, and a stream of high-temperature airflow ejected, burning countless pouring water droplets, and rolling white water mist appeared. Zhou Hai controlled the No. 012 J-10d to accurately drive into the No. 16 shed-type stoppage space and parked steadily in the central area.

Su Peng drove the No. 009 J-10d and parked in the No. 15 stopping space next door.

With the two war eagles completely stopped, the long-distance transfer mission of the two aircraft, which spanned more than 1,600 kilometers east-west, was completely over.

The HNA ground crew, who was staying in the No. 16 Shed-type parking space, was surprised by the mysterious J-10 fighter jet with a sense of science fiction, but did not forget to work. They quickly stepped forward to surround them, built a boarding ladder, placed a tire fixture, and carried out logistics maintenance work.

"squeak!"

The water drop-shaped glass canopy cover opened and slowly rose up. Zhou Hai issued a command via voice command in accordance with the guarantee process, closing the turbofan engine and the flame avionics system in turn, closing the main oil supply channel, interrupting the power output, and disconnecting the external data connection between the sharp eye aiming and the avionics system.

After a few seconds, the WS-10c turbofan engine received the command to idle state, and the complex and precise internal high-pressure fan quickly slowed down the running speed and stopped the engine and turned off.

The entire No. 012 J-10d was completely in a deep sleep.

Without delay, Zhou Hai stood up and left the advanced and fashionable cockpit with his flying backpack and tactical tablet, climbed down the boarding ladder, and stepped on the concrete floor of the Qingcheng base.

It feels no different.

However, there was a faint sea breeze filled the air, slightly salty.

"Hello comrade captain!"

The HNA ground crew leader, who was about forty years old, climbed the boarding ladder and was stunned and a little unbelievable when he saw Zhou Hai's young face. After a few seconds, he immediately reacted, suppressed the emotions that were revealed in his heart, took a step forward, and raised his hand to salute Zhou Hai.

Crazy!

As a third-level sergeant chief who has always been aware of the Air Force's birdmen, uh, proud uncle, does not catch a cold, Xu Ying feels like he is going crazy.

God, what's going on?

It's okay to have a mysterious Air Force J-10 fighter jet with a new coating that is shocking and tasty, but as a result, this fighter pilot affiliated with the Air Force is so young, what's going to do?

young!

Too young and disrespectful!

Xu Ying, the head of HNA ground crew, dared to guarantee that the Air Force fighter pilot in front of him was definitely not twenty-five years old, no, or even twenty-four years old. Of course, he might also look young, but in fact he was twenty-seven or eight years old.

But even at the age of twenty-seven or eight, this is shocking enough.

After working for so many years, he has never seen a pilot who has been undergoing carrier-based aircraft modification training in his twenties.

If it were not for the limitations of the confidentiality regulations, Xu Ying really wanted to ask whether the extremely young Air Force pilot in front of him had started learning how to fly from his mother's womb.

Too surprised and too shocked.

"Hello, Comrade Carrier, I'm glad to know you."

Zhou Hai's back was straight, holding his backpack and sharp eyes, and raised his hand to return the salute to the head of the HNA ground crew with a dark face blown by the sea breeze. He showed a smile like spring breeze on his face, and he whispered: "About this fighter, only basic maintenance is required, please trouble you."

"Okay, comrade captain." HNA ground crew leader Xu Ying looked at Zhou Hai's smile, and was stunned again. He felt strange and nodded.

What's going on?

Aren’t Air Force pilots always arrogant?

This is the first time Xu Ying has seen such a polite and approachable Air Force pilot.

At this time, Su Peng's voice came over: "Zero, leave, go to report."

"Here, dear comrades in the maid service, I'll ask you guys next time. Let's talk about it next time." Zhou Hai responded to Su Peng, his eyes turned to Xu Ying and several HNA ground crewmen, and smiled again.

The words are gone, leaving.

Smile and bring people closer together.
Chapter completed!