Changkong Fighter

Chapter 101 New Department
A week passed, and the sinkhole was still very quiet, with no special changes occurring. The same was true for the sentinels in the sky.

Type 2 has never appeared again after being dealt a blow by Liu Jun.

"12315, perfect!"

After the ground crew carefully finished painting, they looked at the little stars and flying saucers on the aircraft and nodded with satisfaction. With 15 kills, he became a triple ace. At present, he is considered the pilot with the highest number of kills in the history of Tokyo University.

Liu Jun looked at the number of kills above, then looked at the three five-pointed stars representing fighter jets, and frowned slightly. These three kills were completely BVR (beyond visual range combat). He didn't even see the opponent, and the missiles were not on his carrier aircraft. He was just guiding them.

"what happened?"

A voice came from behind him, Liu Jun turned his head and saw Eagle slowly walking to his side. His eyes swept over the honors on the J15T, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes, just like which soldier does not want to be a general, and which pilot does not want to be an ace!

Of course, as the launcher, three stars were also painted on his fighter plane, representing that he shot down three fighter planes.

"Uncle Li, these three victories are not mine." Liu Jun was somewhat resistant to having these three victories attributed to him.

"Haha, but it was indeed you who shot it down. We are a collective, and we are all members of this collective." Li Jianzhong patted Liu Jun on the shoulder.

He looked at the J15T with a damaged vertical tail again. He didn't know if there were any hidden injuries inside the fuselage. Before a thorough inspection, this J15T could not fly.

"You can't fly for the time being, and the tiankeng hasn't changed much. Do you want to go back? Someone wants to see you." The eagle whispered.

"Someone wants to see me?" Liu Jun looked at Eagle in confusion. This was the front line now.

Who has such great powers that can transfer him back from the front line?

"Well, there is an old leader who wants to see you." Eagle said mysteriously,
"This is the front line, and I'm still on duty!"

Liu Jun's position is a fighter on the Liaoning. Unless his superiors give a transfer order, he cannot leave his post without permission, which is equivalent to being a deserter.

"Hey, Comrade Liu Jun, humans are not machines. They need to rest. You've been in battle for so many days and haven't rested enough. You're too tense and your spirit will break!"

As the voice sounded, Liu Jun turned his head and saw the instructor of the Liaoning walking over with a document in his hand.

He reached out and took the file bag handed to him by the instructor. After opening it, he found a transfer order inside. He turned his head to look at Li Jianzhong, only to see him winking at him.

"Let me go to Shandao City?"

Shandao City, located on the eastern coast, is a beautiful coastal city famous for its wine and seafood. It is one of the important deep-water ports in the East. The city has a population of over 1000 million and is also close to the Pacific Ocean.

"Yes, a new department is being established to deal specifically with extraterrestrial civilizations."

Liu Jun listened to Li Jianzhong's words and felt that it was normal. After all, all the departments and war zones established by Dongda so far were to deal with external interference from other countries. Alien civilizations were different from all the people Dongda had encountered so far. They came from the outside and everything was a mystery. It was time to set up a department dedicated to studying aliens.

"What does this have to do with me?" Liu Jun is a pilot, not a researcher or a civil servant.

"The superiors want you to go back and learn more about the aliens. By the way, they want you to take a half-month vacation to rest." The first shootdown will also affect the pilot's entire future career. As an instructor, he always pays attention to the physical and mental state of this triple ace. After many battles, there are no problems with the psychological assessment and physical condition, but the spirit will definitely be tense, and he must relax appropriately. He is very worried that Liu Jun will take all the responsibilities on his shoulders, thereby creating pressure on himself.

According to records from World War I and World War II, after shooting down an enemy plane, the pilots' morale would be high and they would fight more boldly. Before reaching the tenth combat flight, the proportion of pilots being shot down would steadily increase.

"I'm not tired, and my mental and physical evaluations are all normal."

Liu Jun didn't want to go back yet. This time, because of the Indians, he let Type 2 escape. Next time he meets a spindle, he must shoot it down.

He was confident that he could shoot down the other party's escape pod this time, and he was very curious about what kind of life form this alien had.

"Comrade Liu Jun, there are no extra planes on the ship for you to fly," the instructor whispered.

The Liaoning has only so many carrier-based aircraft. In combat readiness, there is a job for every pilot, or even several pilots for every job. There are more pilots than carrier-based aircraft. Liu Jun's J15T cannot fly. He can only stay on the ship and wait for other pilots to be on sick leave or encounter accidents before he can fill the job.

It is impossible for the wing commander and the group commander to take down other pilots in order to send him out. That is not in compliance with regulations.

"I"

Liu Jun wanted to say something, but looking at the [1189] aircraft in the tethered state in the hangar, 1 represents 001, which is the carrier aircraft of the Liaoning, and 189 is the aircraft number. It is impossible for him to fly his beloved aircraft in the short term. It is indeed the same as what the instructor said. If he continues to stay on the Liaoning, he can only be a "spare tire".

"Okay, Comrade Liu Jun, take a vacation, a short rest. We need to prepare for a better battle later. Humans are not machines." The instructor advised earnestly, like an old mother.

This is the instructor's job, to care about the physical and mental health of every soldier, both at work and in life.

"Then how do I get back?"

After thinking about it, Liu Jun felt that what the instructor said made sense. He seemed to be flying more and more aggressively recently.

"That's right, there is a way."

Looking at Liu Jun who listened to the advice, the instructor smiled happily.
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The Capital Aviation Museum is the only aviation museum in Southeast University, the largest in Asia, and one of the top five in the world.

Today, the museum welcomed a new guest.

Liu Jun changed into casual clothes, bought a ticket, queued up and walked slowly into the museum, and came to the cave exhibition hall.

Entering the exhibition hall and walking along the chronological display, Liu Jun saw a MiG-15bis. He looked at the plane quietly, scanning the stars on it representing the shot down, his eyes full of respect.

It is these older generation pilots who have established the backbone of the Southeast University Air Force.

After scanning the meritorious fighter planes one by one in chronological order, Liu Jun finally stopped in front of a J15 Flying Shark that was missing a canard, with tenderness flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that his comrade was well accommodated, although he knew that his superiors would not treat her unfairly, Liu Jun was relieved only after confirming it and turned to walk out of the museum.

(End of this chapter)