Chapter 593 Today is a special day

Today is Tuesday, July 1st.

It's a special day.

Six o'clock in the morning.

It was already bright.

The melodious wake-up call resounded throughout the Dafangshenchang Station.

The air force base also woke up from its sleep under the 'urging' of the wakeup call.

soon.

The sound of noisy footsteps rang out in the military camp.

Then came the uniform shouting of slogans and the sound of running.

seven in the morning.

The base cafeteria is already overcrowded.

They are all young and good guys.

And the amount of exercise every day is very large.

So starting from this morning meal, almost everyone ate to their heart's content.

"What happened to you these past few days? You seem to be distracted."

In the pilots' mess hall.

Zhang Yong looked at Jiang Chen, whose eyes were dull and who was biting his bun mechanically like an eating machine, and couldn't help asking, "I've been observing you for a few days. If you hadn't been so steady during training, I would have suspected that you had lost your soul."

Wu Zhigao also came over and sat down with a tray.

Looking at Jiang Chen, he said with concern, "What Cha Chi Hu said is right. I also feel that you have been acting strange these days."

Jiang Chen finished the steamed bun in his hand in just a few bites.

He forced a smile at the two people and said, "Look at what you two are saying, what can I have?"

"I'm done eating, so I'll leave now."

"You two should hurry up. Chief of Staff Zhan said last night that everyone should gather in the flight briefing room at 8 o'clock this morning. If you are late, a scolding will be the least of your punishment."

He finished.

Without waiting for the two to say anything more.

He picked up the food tray and left.

Zhang Yong and Wu Zhigao looked at each other and could only shake their heads helplessly.
A little after eight thirty.

This brief meeting is over.

Today is a special day for the martyrs to return home.

The brutal war decades ago could be called the founding war of the nation.

Hundreds of thousands of martyrs crossed the river with courage and vigor for this newborn and fragile country.
Their opponents are powerful enemies who are armed to the teeth and have overwhelming advantages on land, sea and air.

The enemy even threatened that even if the University of Tokyo sent troops, the war would end on Christmas.

However, it took the martyrs only a few months to defeat these well-armed enemies and drive them back to the former armistice line.

Then, over the next three years, we took turns fighting with more than a dozen countries in the world (five of which sent medical teams).

Not only did they defeat these sixteen countries, but they also stabilized the battle line firmly on the 3.8 line.

What made the enemy's defense even more broken was.

The martyrs captured prisoners from more than a dozen countries and even held an unprecedented Prisoner of War Olympics in the prisoner-of-war camp.

It was also this battle.

This allowed the newly born Xia Kingdom to completely stabilize its foundation.

The war washed away a century of humiliation and the Chinese nation once again stood among the nations of the world.

Therefore, it is not excessive to use any words of praise to praise the contributions of the martyrs.

Now the remains of the martyrs who have been away from home for decades are about to return home.

It is no exaggeration to say that it has attracted national attention and hundreds of millions of people are watching.

The 113th Regiment of the 1st Air Division is responsible for the escort mission for the return of the remains of these martyrs. The weight of the task has almost made several senior officials of the regiment breathless.

Fortunately, the 113th Regiment is also an elite division.

During this period, we went through another half month of special training.

So just play your best.

You will definitely be able to complete the task successfully.

"Okay, I won't say any more unnecessary nonsense."

In the conference room.

Head of the 113th Regiment, Xie Zhiyao, took a deep breath, looked at everyone with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "I only have one request. Today's mission is extremely important. If anyone messes me up, I will quit my job as head of the regiment to make you know why the flowers are so red."

"The meeting is adjourned." He waved his hand, "Hurry up and get ready. We will set off in thirty minutes."

This is the first batch of remains of martyrs to return home in decades.

So the escort formation is very large.

It consists of twenty-five fighter planes.

The names and hometowns of the two martyrs were written on the fuselage of each fighter plane.

The 25 fighter jets were divided into two groups. One group spread out on the periphery to guard the surroundings, while the other group stayed close to the two civilian airliners carrying the remains of the martyrs, providing close protection.

After the two civil airliners land at Fengtian Taoxian International Airport, the 25 fighter jets will fly over the airport collectively to pay high tribute to the martyrs.

Jiang Chen is on outer security duty.

There are a total of twelve outer alert fighters, commanded by Chief of Staff Zhan Jifeng.

So after Captain Xie Zhiyao announced the adjournment of the meeting, he called the other sixteen pilots (five flight trainees) and carefully and earnestly instructed them on some details before waving his hand and asking the others to get ready.

Only Jiang Chen was left in the meeting room.

"You haven't been in good shape these days."

Zhan Jifeng frowned and said, "I was too busy a few days ago and didn't have time to take care of you, and your training was also normal, so I didn't find you until now to ask you, what happened? Why are you like a different person?"

Jiang Chen was a little puzzled, "Is there?"

"Hmph." Zhan Jifeng snorted coldly, "Although I don't know you very well, I can say that I know you. You are not such a dull person. You are very lively and cheerful. You even think about my daughter's ideas... cough cough cough."

Jiang Chen looked at Zhan Jifeng in surprise.

Heaven and earth conscience.

I have no romantic feelings towards Lao Jue.

I just simply admired her heroic figure as she punched the old lady and kicked the little kid.

"So what happened that made you so sullen these days?" Zhan Jifeng continued, "Broken heart? That shouldn't be the case. You look pretty good and have talent. How can girls not like you?"

Jiang Chen said helplessly, "Nothing really happened. I was just infected by the solemn atmosphere these days."

"Really?" Zhan Jifeng looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Chen said seriously, "Really."

"Okay." Zhan Jifeng said, "In that case, I won't say much."

He still felt a little worried, so he reminded her, "Today is a special day, don't do anything weird to me."

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, "I know, don't worry."

"it is good."

Zhan Jifeng reached out and patted his shoulder, "Let's go, change clothes quickly, we only have half an hour."

"it is good."

Today, the 113th Regiment was almost considered the elite in and out.

Among the 10 fighter jets, 10 are J-B Raptor fighters and are J-S two-seat fighters.

Originally, the remains of the martyrs were returned to the country.

The 113th Regiment is fully responsible for this.

But with just one order from Kong Si, several fledglings were actually involved.

Although everyone in the 113th Regiment was very dissatisfied with this.

But the arm cannot twist the thigh.

However, during the past fifteen days of special training, Jiang Chen not only caught up with the pace of other pilots, but even showed signs of catching up.

So there are fewer weird things.

The military is based on strength.

Even though Jiang Chen is only nineteen years old this year, he is still a child to them.

But he is more capable than you.

Even if you don't accept it.

You have to hold it in!

It's nine o'clock sharp in the morning.

Following the orders from the Air Force Headquarters and the Fengtian Military Region.

At the Dafangshen Airport, one J-10 Raptor fighter jet after another slowly slid out of the apron and slowly headed towards the runway.

Just over twenty minutes later.

All twenty-five fighter jets took off and ascended successfully.

After forming a huge formation in the air, the fleet immediately turned south and roared towards the national border.

(End of this chapter)

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