Changkong Fighter

Chapter 32 Convergence
After Liu Jun calmly, accurately and in detail described the process of shooting down three enemy planes, Song Xizhu looked at the paper in front of him. Most of the questions were explained in his description, and the remaining questions were supplementary details.

Song Xizhu adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, remembered the questions she wanted to ask, looked at Liu Jun, and spoke in a tone of inquiry. Although her military rank was higher than Liu Jun's, the rank was given by the people and was not a source of pride.

"Comrade Liu Jun, I have three questions for you."

"Please say."

"First question, during the intersection, the enemy launched an attack [140] and the aircraft was damaged. Why did you evade in advance?"

"I felt danger." Liu Jun told the truth.

It sounds mysterious, but several people believe what Liu Jun said. The human sixth sense does exist, but there is no scientific explanation that can convince everyone.

"Second question, why weren't you confused by the sight of the UFO?"

"That was my feeling. I felt they looked awkward, but during contact I concluded they were probably an optical decoy."

"Feel."

Song Xizhu nodded, wrote the word "feeling" on the paper, and then added some of his own guesses.

"One last question, how did you accurately determine their location?"

This is very important. Seeing through optical decoys is not uncommon. The other two J15s also discovered the existence of optical decoys, but how did they find the main body? If there is any experience worth referring to, it would be the best.

"It's still a feeling, I can't describe it."

Liu Jun spoke frankly again. He simply "knew" where the target was. Was it supersensory perception? Special abilities? Qigong? He couldn't quite put his finger on the feeling.

"Yeah, okay, I have no problem with that."

The lieutenant colonel looked at Song Xizhu and saw that she had no more questions to ask. He drank the water in the cup in one gulp and stood up.

"excuse me."

"No, you guys have worked hard too." This is not a courtesy, it really is hard work.

Zhang Peng and Liu Jun stood up and followed the two out of the cabin.

"Thank you for saving Ship 815A! Goodbye! If you have time to come to our place, I will definitely let you taste our local specialties."

The Lieutenant Colonel and Song Xizhu looked at the two of them, saluted solemnly, turned around and left quickly. They wanted to return home without stopping.

After watching the two leave, Zhang Peng turned to look at his apprentice and smiled with satisfaction. The boy had even thought of giving him a chance to step up. This recording would definitely be studied when he got back, and Liu Jun would be listed there. His rank would definitely be raised, but that was only superficial. Having gone through the test of war, he had proven his oath under the national flag, the Party flag, and the military flag. His future advancement would be smooth.

"You kid, you've made it."

"Oh." Liu Jun said calmly.

"Not excited at all?" Zhang Peng looked at his apprentice who seemed not very interested in the promotion.

"Serve the people!"

"Let's go! Let's go eat!"

As the two men walked towards the cafeteria, the lieutenant colonel and the technicians got into the prepared Z-8. The propeller stirred the air, and the Z-8's landing gear slowly left the deck. After taking off, the pilot adjusted the propeller pitch and flew towards the Shandong ship.

After the Z-8 flew away, two J-15s equipped with auxiliary fuel tanks escorted it from high altitude. Inside the cockpit, Song Xizhu wore headphones to protect his hearing. The helicopter's turboshaft engine was still very noisy, and he lowered his head to sort through his notes.

"Professor, eat something."

Lieutenant Colonel Wang handed her a compressed biscuit and a bottle of mineral water, and then distributed biscuits and mineral water to other technicians. They didn't have time to sit down and eat a hot meal.

"Thank you."

The Z-8's range makes it impossible to fly directly back to China in the Western Pacific, but it can use leapfrog technology. Behind the Liaoning, the Shandong is on its way, and behind the Shandong there is a dock landing ship, which serves as the fulcrum for leapfrog technology.

The plane stops but the crew does not, and the plane changes but the crew does not. On the Shandong ship, a well-prepared helicopter is waiting for several people to land, take care of their physiological needs (go to the toilet), and then take off directly.

After opening the package of compressed biscuits, Song Xizhu took a bite. The compressed biscuits did not taste very good. The moisture in his mouth was immediately absorbed by the biscuits. He drank a sip of water and swallowed the biscuits. His throat felt much better and he continued to eat.

Song Xizhu felt full after eating a piece of compressed biscuit. She put down the mineral water and concentrated on writing down some of her guesses and opinions about those UFOs in her notebook.

The J15s responsible for escort in the sky returned, and they were replaced by two J15Ts from the Shandong carrier-based aircraft.

During the boring flight, Song Xizhu organized his notes and prepared to hand them over to his teacher, an academician at Southeast University, after returning. He seemed to be very interested in these aircraft. In Colonel Wang's box, there were also fragments of aircraft wreckage.

He put down the notes in his hand, stretched his sore neck, turned his head to look out the window, and another steel behemoth on the sea appeared in his sight.

At the same time, on the Liaoning's subordinate ship 052D sea search radar, the target identified by IFF as 815A and Charles de Gaulle slowly entered the aircraft carrier's defense circle.

Under the command of Dongda, 815A approached the Liaoning. The injured soldiers on the ship needed to be immediately transferred to the Liaoning, which had better medical facilities. The Charles de Gaulle was placed in the waters 15 nautical miles away from the Liaoning, and another subordinate ship was guarding it.

In the bridge, the captain of the Charles de Gaulle was observing the frigate not far away with a telescope. He recognized this "sword-bearing guard" model - the Type 054A frigate - by its hull number and ship type.

Putting down the telescope, the captain turned his head to look at the still shining crater in the sky and said meaningfully:

"We're safe, for now."
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"Mr. President, today is America's darkest day. Our Carl Vinson aircraft carrier battle group has suffered heavy losses!"

The old man sitting on the presidential throne stared blankly at the Minister of Defense with a kind of Alzheimer's beauty.

"Where are the rest of our carrier battle groups?"

"One is in the Middle East, one is in the Mediterranean, and the rest is"

The Minister of Defense did not say the rest. The remaining aircraft carriers are under maintenance in the shipyard. Don’t even think about getting them out for a year or two.

"Don't publicize this. Oh, and those movies should be pulled from the shelves!"

Even though Americans are always beating up aliens in Hollywood blockbusters, when aliens really appear, they will no longer talk about beating up aliens.

"Mr. President, I need you to give me a talk now, Mr. President? Mr. President?! Doctor! Doctor!"

The old man fainted after his eyes rolled over halfway through his words. He was going to retire in a few days, so it wouldn't be a bad idea for him to pretend to be sick for a few more days, just in time to pass the mess to the next president.

After he retires, no matter how great the flood is, now that aliens have appeared, the United States must increase its military power. Since the Carl Vinson aircraft carrier battle group has been scrapped, it is fortunate that we can directly place a large order for two nuclear-powered aircraft carriers!

Thinking about the pension (kickback) he could get, the old man's expression became even more dull.

(End of this chapter)