You were asked to repeat your senior year of high school, and you took advantage of the opportunity

Chapter 423: Pulling Onions from Dry Land

Eleven o'clock in the morning.

The sun is almost reaching the center.

Although the sun in Jiangcheng in winter has always been a decoration.

However, when the sun shines on people, it will bring some psychological comfort to a certain extent.

Following the order from the tower.

Jiang Chen and others hurried out of the flight briefing room.

He was holding a flight helmet and wearing a G-suit.

Although it looks a bit bloated.

But still walking briskly.

By the time they reached the tarmac, the Russian contestants had already arrived.

Seeing Jiang Yunpeng's face that looked as gloomy as if water was about to drip out of it, Ivanov immediately grinned and laughed, "Haha~~~ Dear Davari, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?"

Jiang Yunpeng heard this.

She rolled her eyes at him.

He said unhappily, "You are asking even though you already know the answer."

Ivanov nodded deliberately and said, "Oh, I see. You are depressed because you couldn't fight me, right?"

"But that's okay."

"After I have helped you teach your comrades and juniors, I will go to your leader and ask him to agree to our competition."

He deliberately emphasized the word "teach".

Its purpose is self-evident.

Isn't that just a deliberate denigration?

Translated into plain language, it means that I never considered your comrades and that freshman as my opponents, and they are not worthy of being my opponents at all, so this time when I fought with them, I was just "teaching" them.

Ha ha.

The Russians are so domineering.

Sure enough.

However, after hearing these derogatory words, Jiang Yunpeng was not angry at all.

Instead, he looked at Ivanov with interest, and said meaningfully, "Really, my Davari? Thank you in advance. You must not hold back and teach them a profound lesson."

Ok?
His words really made Ivanov very upset.

But Ivanov was only surprised for a moment.

I didn't take Jiang Yunpeng's words too seriously.

Because he felt that Jiang Yunpeng was just being stubborn.

Ha ha!

You're just trying to be stubborn.

Then wait until the fight is over, and then I'll see how hard your mouth is.

The veiled confrontation between the two did not attract the attention of others.

not far away.

Jiang Chen signed his name on the list only after he had carefully completed the inspection around the machine.

The same was true for the other three Air Force pilots.

But the Russians are more careless.

They just glanced at it briefly and signed their approval casually.

I even feel that these procedures are unnecessary.

The two armies' respective styles of doing things can be fully reflected from these small things.

After signing his name on the checklist, Jiang Chen immediately walked up the stairs and entered the cockpit.

Just as he put on his flight helmet and was about to put the oxygen mask on his face.

Boom!
Someone hit the helmet.

Jiang Chen turned his head in surprise.

Just then, he saw the dark and thin sergeant major, looking at him with an unfriendly face.

"Oh, how could I be so worthy as to be promoted to the old squad leader?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The sergeant reached out and pulled the data cable in the cockpit to connect it to the helmet.

Then he said, "If you remember the kindness of the old squad leader, please keep some for me later, and don't make a fuss like you did a few days ago."

He seems to have a special affection for the J-7E fighter jet.

Finished this sentence.

He even reached out and patted the canopy of the plane.

He sighed, "Alas, my old friend's old arms and legs really can't stand your torment."

"Do you know what happened to the J-7E you flew a few days ago? The engineers at Guizhou Aviation Industry Corporation have already conducted an online inspection, but they said the engine was severely damaged and there is no need to repair it anymore."

"So the J-7E has been sentenced to death and has been retired from active service."

"If it weren't for you, that plane would at least be able to continue to shine and serve for a few more years."

Jiang Chen was surprised and asked, "I didn't do anything wrong that day. I just turned on the afterburner a few times and drove at supersonic speeds a few times. How come I can't even repair it?"

"It's not that they can't be repaired, but that they are no longer worth repairing." The sergeant sighed, "The troops are now undergoing a major equipment upgrade, slowly replacing second- and third-generation aircraft with fourth- and fifth-generation aircraft."

"So let alone a J-7E with a severely damaged engine, even if it is intact, it will most likely be sent to an aircraft graveyard."

Jiang Chen nodded and said, "There is nothing we can do about it. This is the general trend."

"Yeah." The sergeant major continued to sigh as he touched the canopy of the aircraft, "After all, times are advancing."

"It seems like you have deep feelings for 'Seventh Master'." Jiang Chen asked curiously.

"Nonsense." The sergeant cursed with a smile.

Then he pointed at his shoulder straps and said, as if to show off or explain, "I got this shoulder strap thanks to 'Seventh Master', so when 'Seventh Master' retires from active service one day, I will probably have to take off my military uniform too."

Jiang Chen suddenly realized.

No wonder the old squad leader has such a big 'disagreement' with himself.

Should!
Rather than feeling sorry for 'Seventh Master', it would be more accurate to say that he felt sorry for his own military career which was about to come to an end.

After the sergeant connected the last data cable, he checked the aircraft instrument panel which was already in the startup state, then he knocked on Jiang Chen's flight helmet and said, "OK."

Jiang Chen adjusted his helmet.

He raised his head and looked at the sergeant major and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No need to say polite words, just be considerate to my old friend later." The sergeant major said with a smile.

Jiang Chen immediately made an 'ok' gesture to him. He saw the sergeant was about to go down.

Then he asked curiously, "Old squad leader, you are only concerned about your old friend. Aren't you afraid that I will lose the game because of my concern for your old friend?"

When the sergeant heard this, he rolled his eyes.

He said unhappily, "Don't you know what kind of person you are? You are just an old man with few hairs that haven't even grown out yet. In your eyes, you are nothing but a piece of dirt."

"Ah?" Jiang Chen's eyes widened, his face full of surprise, "Why do you trust me so much?"

"I'm not the only one who trusts you," the sergeant said with a smile, "Your flight academy lost so badly, but no one from the academy came to intervene. Don't you know that no matter how badly you lose, you'll have your back?"

"You are now 20 points behind, but I guess you already have some ideas in mind."

"So stop bullshitting me and stop messing with my old friend."

"You brats have never suffered and don't know the hard times in the army, so you all don't take 'Seventh Master' seriously. But decades ago, 'Seventh Master' was the well-deserved patron saint of our East University."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I knew your ability when you fought with those guys a few days ago, so it would be easy for you to defeat these old Russians even if you don't kill them. Don't destroy another plane of mine just to show off your skills."

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"If you really dare to do this, I will never let you go~~~"

The sergeant-major made some 'threatening' remarks.

Then I went down the boarding ladder.

As the boarding ladder was removed, Jiang Chen slowly closed the cockpit cover.

Not a moment later.

The tower gave the order to taxi out.

Jiang Chen took the lead.

The first pilot slowly taxied out of the apron and arrived at the take-off waiting area at the end of the runway to wait for the take-off command.

Three more friendly planes followed closely behind.

According to the competition format.

Our side is the home team, so we take off first, rush to the designated airspace after takeoff, and wait for the director team to give the "start war" order.

The Russian side was playing away and their take-off order was behind their own side.

It's just like playing football.

The home team kicks off first.

at this time.

The four J-7E fighter jets have all arrived at the take-off waiting area waiting for take-off.

As the tower gave the order for takeoff, it was 'ok'.

Jiang Chen immediately turned on the accelerator, lowered the gear, and released the brake.

The J-7E gained speed from the very beginning and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

In just over 1 meters, it has exceeded the V decision speed.

Jiang Chen didn't hesitate at all.

Immediately pull the lever back and upward.

The plane immediately raised its nose high.

Its take-off angle reached an astonishing seventy degrees.

This is the famous 'high-angle takeoff', also known as 'pulling onions from dry land'.

This takeoff method can gain altitude in a short time and shorten the takeoff time.

However, if the technique of this takeoff method is not mastered properly, it is easy to cause the risk of lift loss.

Therefore, few ordinary pilots have the courage to adopt such a radical take-off method.

Rumble~~~Rumble~~~
The J-7E continued to climb at an angle of nearly degrees.

It's like a scallion in the vegetable garden being pulled out by someone's hands.

The plane's WP-13F turbojet engine emitted a deafening roar, and the sound almost covered the entire Dafangshen Airport.

Viewing stand.

Everyone was stunned by the J-7E's "smart takeoff" style.

Almost everyone stared with wide eyes.

He looked at the J-7E flying farther and farther away with a look of disbelief on his face.

Several seconds passed.

Suddenly someone in the student team said "Fuck!"

This "fuck" sound was like a fuse, instantly causing a series of chain reactions.

Suddenly, the sound of "Fuck" was heard non-stop.

There were also various sounds of people gasping for air.

Reviewing stand rostrum.

Major General Pushkin also opened his brown eyes wide and opened his mouth slightly, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Pulling onions in dry land?

It turned out to be pulling onions in dry land!
Holy Mary, I actually saw "Pulling Onions from Dry Land" in a competition between students?
The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

As a senior member of the Frunze Military Academy's flight technology department, Major General Pushkin naturally knew the value of "pulling onions from dry land".

This is not just about pushing the aircraft to its limits.

It is also a test of the pilot's skills and courage.

Now this pilot dares to show off his skills in such an occasion in front of so many people.

This shows that pulling onions out of dry land is not difficult at all for him.

Even 'pulling onions in dry land' is no longer difficult.

Then wouldn't it be easy for him to perform other complex maneuvers as well?

In other words, only if you fully understand the performance of the aircraft and can use it as you wish can you be so bold.

Think of this.

Major General Pushkin took a deep breath.

At the same time, my heart was also covered with a layer of haze.

Because he knew his student's strength too well and knew he was no match for the other person.

Pushkin's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Because he had a vague ominous premonition that the victory that was within Russia's grasp would probably be handed over.

(End of this chapter)