Great Power Fighting Falcon

A JJ-6 flew over the field, and Li Zhan followed it with his eyes until it reached a very far place, watching as it slowly climbed up and quickly turned into tiny dots until it was almost invisible.

Overlooking the flat flight area, the main runway, the taxiway, the emergency landing strip, the parallel highway, and then the neat leafless woods further away.

The sky is clear, the sun is just right, and there are few clouds.

The wind direction is 170 degrees and the wind speed is 3 meters per second.

The normal pressure in this field is 760 mm of mercury.

The temperature is 12 degrees Celsius.

A great flying day.

Along the taxiway in front of the arched hangar, Li Zhan was dressed in combat attire and holding a flight helmet in his right hand. He strode forward with his head held high, but he felt uneasy and disappointed in his heart. He stopped at Shed No. 3. Two new trainees pose for photos at the nose of the No. 37 JJ-7.

"Brother!"

The student who was photographed giving a thumbs up was surprised when he saw Li Zhan. He quickly grabbed the student who was playing with the camera, ran over with them, and stood at attention to salute.

Li Zhan returned the greeting and moved his gaze from fuselage No. 37 to the two new students, whose faces were flushed with excitement, "What are you doing?"

"Take a photo with the war eagle and send it home!" New student A said excitedly.

New Student B stared at the 13 cents on Li Zhan's shoulder, then looked at his own red epaulettes, his eyes full of envy, and said, "Brother, take a photo with War Eagle before you leave!"

Looking at these two bright smiling faces, Li Zhan's heart stopped for no reason.

Wasn't it the same for me a year ago?

"Okay." Li Zhan agreed, walked to the nose of No. 37 and stood still.

The camera freezes, and he takes the last photo with the phone No. 37 that has been with him for a year, in the winter of the North.

"Treat her well."

The new student nodded excitedly, "Yes! Senior brother!"

Seeing no importance in their eyes, Li Zhan said solemnly, "She has served for fifteen years and trained 101 pilots, including seven martyrs. Remember, she is a hero."

The two new students stared at War Eagle No. 37 in awe.

Slowly raising his hand to salute the war eagle, Li Zhan suppressed the sourness in his nose and said softly, "Old man, take care."

Looking at Li Zhan's retreating figure, the two new students invariably saluted him from a distance.

New student B asked, "Do you know him?"

"You have also seen his photo hanging on the honor wall in the honor room of the base." New student A said solemnly.

…

The two-plane formation of J-7s surged past. Although it did not exceed the speed of sound, the sharp roar produced by the WP-7B jet engine operating at full load still made people feel uncomfortable.

The rookies are in the sky, and the veterans are having their last carnival.

After two years of preparatory school and two years of flight school, I graduated. I came to this training base and flew for a whole year before my wings finally became strong. When I have to leave, I will inevitably feel sad and reluctant to leave. In the winter morning, the sunshine is still very comfortable, but my mood is not better.

How difficult it has been along the way. Thinking about it now, the corner of your mouth can't help but curl up. After rounds of eliminations, you should be happy to finally get the "Flight Certificate". Among the students who were recruited in the same batch, many were rejected midway and were transferred to the ground handling major due to various reasons. Only a small part can make it to the end. So tough.

It's just yesterday's abnormality that made Li Zhan lose his mood and make him feel uneasy.

The trainees of the same period left the training base yesterday and went to various combat units. In a few months, they will become fighter pilots capable of flying Warhawks independently. But his name was not there, so the political commissar of the base asked him to gather in the briefing room today.

He didn't know what was going on.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the political commissar's office in the base's administrative building was heated. Political Commissar Chen of the base stood behind his desk with his hands behind his back, his face looking ugly. He was facing the air force colonel who was sitting upright, with a gentle face and a smile. The depressing atmosphere stems from Political Commissar Chen.

"Chief of Staff Fang! You are making things difficult for me!" Political Commissar Chen glared at the Air Force Colonel, "Your Second Division is so talented. You can't recruit any kind of soldiers but you have to come to me to poach people!"

As he spoke, his anger started to rise again. He picked up the documents on the table and threw them down, saying, "Except for Li Zhan, you can take your pick of them. I promise to handle the procedures for you without saying a word!"

Fang Chenghe, the chief of staff of the Second Division, smiled and pressed his hands, saying, "Brother, Senior Brother Chen, don't be anxious. Sit down, sit down, sit down first."

It turns out that the two of them were senior students in the same college. Political Commissar Chen was one grade higher than Fang Chenghe, and both of them attended Peking University. Even the experiences of the two people in the first fifteen years were similar. Later, Political Commissar Chen transferred from a military position to a political position.

Fang Chenghe said, "Brother, let me tell you the truth. Before I came here, the division leader asked for this soldier by name. Everything else is easy to talk about. I must take this Li Zhan away."

"Fang Mazi, let me tell you the truth, this soldier has been reserved by Beikong, and the cadres who will receive the soldiers will live next to you. Everything is first come, first served. Don't be too barbaric in Guangkong!" Political Commissar Chen pointed out angrily. Fang Chenghe said angrily, looking at the pockmarked face.

Undoubtedly, it is the most difficult for him to be caught in the middle. On the other hand, because the training base is in the north, even though it is directly under the Air Force Headquarters, it usually has to take care of the military region where it is located, which of course is towards Beikong. You, Guangkong, are two thousand kilometers away. Don't say you are a latecomer. Even if you are the first, you still have to step aside and wait.

Fang Chenghe looked confident. He said in a gentle voice, "Old Chen, if I didn't have this confidence, I wouldn't sit here and talk to you for a long time. I have to take this soldier away. I can't take him away. No one can take him away. Of course, unless he has personal ideas. If he is very determined and does not want to go to Guangkong, I will never force him. The Second Division does not want half-hearted soldiers. "

"You speak better than you sing. He is a native of Xi County, where your Second Division headquarters is located. Who wouldn't want to serve close to home? Ask for his opinion? Look at your generous and selfless face." Political Commissar Chen was so angry that he pointed at Fang Chenghe's nose.

Fang Chenghe looked at the time, stood up, and said seriously, "Of course I will investigate and understand all the circumstances. Brother, I have to take people away today."

Political Commissar Chen sighed deeply, turned around and looked out the window. He was silent for a long time and said with emotion, "The roots of the old aviation school are just there. You can dig some and he can dig some. I can't keep anyone." . Before Madman Liu left, he promised to keep Li Zhan. He has great potential to become an excellent instructor. It has been more than 20 years since it was converted into a flight training base. Only seven people have entered the Air Force talent pool, and Li Zhan is the seventh. . I want to keep him, but unfortunately I don’t have the ability.”

There is a helpless loneliness between the words.

Fang Chenghe slowly put away his smile and sighed deeply, "Brother, times are changing. It is inevitable to reform the current training model, and the determination from the top is also great. Rather than letting the best people stay behind, it is better to let go Go to the front and play a greater role. As for Crazy Liu, he can’t even protect himself, so you tell him not to worry about it.”

Political Commissar Chen turned around, glanced at Fang Chenghe coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Give me an hour, and I'll talk to him."

"No problem, I'll wait for you at the guest house to bring the people and procedures." Fang Chenghe said confidently, saluted Political Commissar Chen, and left neatly.

This is the briefing room. Li Zhan is sitting where he has been for a year, facing the window and looking at the flight area. Add a winter flight suit, a black flight jacket-style cotton coat that is a little bulky but very warm. The white flight helmet was placed on his right thigh, and he pressed it with his right hand. The red star in the center of the front of the helmet shone brightly in the sun.

Political Commissar Chen strode in, and Li Zhan stood up and turned around to salute.

He was a young man with an angular face. Under his sword-shaped brows were a pair of piercing eyes, and his tightly pursed lips showed that all his muscles were on standby.

In return, Political Commissar Chen said, "You no longer have training missions, why are you dressed for combat?"

"Report! I never enter the briefing room in non-combat attire!" Li Zhan replied.

The briefing room is also the combat readiness watch room, where pilots make their last stop before flying. Receive the mission, bring your own equipment, or take the commuter bus to board the plane, or run directly to the plane, then take off, roaring to the training airspace or mission airspace.

"Just like Crazy Liu, they are both fucking stubborn donkeys!"

"Sit down." Political Commissar Chen pointed at Li Zhan, but he stood there with his hands behind his back, looking at Li Zhan, "Do you know why I left you alone?"

Li Zhan was angry and cursed, if I had known, I would have been a political commissar, "Report, I don't know!"

"The south side wants you by name." Political Commissar Chen said, "But I still want to listen to your opinion."

Li Zhan was suddenly startled, "South? Guangkong?"

"Yeah." Political Commissar Chen nodded slightly.

"I read your file and found that your hometown is in Nangang West County, where the elite Second Division of the China Broadcasting Air Force is stationed. But if you stay in Beikong, you will have access to new domestically produced fighters." Political Commissar Chen said solemnly, "The party committee of the college and the party committee of the training base thought about it and finally decided to listen to your opinion."

Both the academy and the training base have a say in the students' whereabouts.

Li Zhan understood that in principle, students would not be assigned to their place of origin. This rule, like that of other branches of the military, has been in place for decades. The leader is not worried because of this, but is reminding Li Zhan that you are a pilot trained in the north, and I hope you will take the initiative to stay in the north.

Therefore, a very obvious signal is revealed here - the important people in Guangkong are bound to win. Unless the students personally put forward their opinions, then the college and the base can seize the "Students will not be assigned back to their place of origin in principle." "troops" reason to reject Guangkong's request.

Does a mere rookie deserve such attention?

worth.

Because Li Zhan is the best among this batch of students!

The first one to fly solo;

The first takeoff and landing was completed perfectly;

Be the first to complete basic air combat training subjects;

The graduation assessment score is 20 points higher than the second place;

The training at the training base has maintained top results throughout the year;

In the final confrontation assessment, he defeated three teachers one after another...

Just last week, the training base gave Li Zhanji third-class merit.

There are very few cases of achieving third-class merit due to military training before joining the army.

When Li Zhan was in the flight academy, he already had a third-class meritorious service.

If there are two rookies with third-class skills, they are no ordinary rookies.

Moreover, Li Zhan is the seventh trainee to be selected into the Air Force talent pool before graduating from this training base in decades.

Who would be willing to let such a top person go?

"Let me tell you a news. Following Cheng Kong's 44th Division, Beikong will soon modify a new domestic fighter aircraft. You should have heard about it, the J-10. Stay here and you will have the opportunity to become a student like yours. You are the first person to fly a new domestically produced fighter jet. Haven't you always been eager to fly a new domestically produced fighter jet into the blue sky?" Political Commissar Chen said in a deep voice.

There is no doubt that this method is effective for Li Zhan. The leaders all know that student Li Zhan has a very strong desire for new domestically produced fighters. When he signed up for recruitment, Li Zhan was blunt when reporting his motivation for joining the army. It was precisely because the news of the successful first flight of a new domestically produced fighter jet that stimulated him.

Over the past five years, hasn't his goal been to fly the legendary "villain" J-10 into the sky?

Li Zhan fell into deep entanglement.

Going to Guangkonghui is very close to home, and maybe you can be assigned to the Second Division Headquarters Base, which is only a dozen kilometers away from home. But in this case, the day when he will meet the villain will become far away.

He had heard some rumors that the Second Division would not be a unit that would turn into villains anytime soon. Grapevine information is often more timely and accurate. He had his own judgment. A batch of 24 SU-27SKs purchased from the former Soviet Union were given to the Third Division in Wuhu. After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, 24 more aircraft were purchased from Russia, and the technology was also bought back. This batch of SU-27SKs was given to the Second Division.

Because of this, the Second Division, like the Third Division, is basically impossible to be ranked first in modifying the J-10.

If you stay, the day of meeting the villain and riding it will be very near. Even if the political commissar hadn't said anything, Li Zhan would have guessed that they were pretty much the same. He knew that based on his performance, he would be assigned to the ace team. Obviously, the ace unit will be the first to modify the villains.

It was difficult for him to choose between his home and the goals that had supported him over the past five years.

Political Commissar Chen said, "You have to make a decision now. Whether you go or stay, you have to leave the base in the afternoon."

"Political Commissar, I want to go to Guangkong." Li Zhan made an instant decision.

This surprised Political Commissar Chen and made him look unhappy.

Li Zhan said, "Political Commissar, my younger brother is studying at university in another province, and my elder sister is also married. My parents are not in good health, and no one is home to take care of them. I can be closer to home in Guangkong."

Political Commissar Chen fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "Yes, loyalty and filial piety are hard to have at the same time. That's all. Although I can understand it, I have to say that your wings are stiff. Go ahead, pack your things and go to the guest house to find Fang Chenghe. , Chief of Staff of the Second Division, follow him."

Li Zhan grinned, and his white teeth formed a sharp contrast with his face that appeared dark due to receiving more ultraviolet rays than ordinary people.

I have been away from home for five years, and during this period I have only visited once. Li Zhan's accumulated guilt for his parents has made him unable to feel at ease.

Finally, he made the decision that the J-10 could not run away, but his parents were getting older.

After all, I couldn't fly in the training base again.

Li Zhan packed his luggage and completed the formalities, and Political Commissar Chen handed him the transfer order. After all, Political Commissar Chen didn't personally bring anyone over to Fang Chenghe. He was annoyed when he saw Fang Chenghe.

However, Fang Chenghe just took Li Zhan to the airport and handed him over to the staff waiting there, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Li Zhan didn't even have time to say a few words to his future immediate boss.

The Boeing-737 roared and sent them away from the northern land, landing at Yangcheng International Airport two and a half hours later. He didn't even have time to contact other students to inform them of the changes.

Immediately, Iveco, who was already waiting, picked them up and came to the Military Region Air Force Headquarters to complete the formalities before getting off work. Then we caught the train and got off the train after more than seven shaky hours.

A Warrior vehicle picked them up and drove them for two hours into the urban area of ​​Xixian County. The person leading Li Zhan was a major. He was sitting in the co-pilot. He turned around and said to Li Zhan, "Comrade Li Zhan, we will be there in about ten minutes."

Li Zhan said subconsciously, "I know."

"You know?" The major was a little surprised.

Li Zhan was very excited when he was touched by the scene. He kept controlling it, but when the Warrior car passed by the door of his house, he couldn't control it and burst into tears. He wiped it haphazardly, his voice choked with sobs, "Consultant Zhang, I'm from Xi County. I just passed by my door."

The major staff officer named Zhang Wei was suddenly startled. He raised his wrist to look at the time. His eyes dimmed and he said apologetically, "It's only half an hour before the reporting time. You can't go back for the time being. If you stay in Xixian County, in the future, There are plenty of opportunities, and you can definitely apply to go home on Saturdays and Sundays.”

Li Zhan quickly controlled his emotions and blushed with embarrassment, "Yes, I understand."

Zhang Wei laughed and said nothing.

He knew very well what it was like to pass through a house but not be able to enter. If it were him, his performance wouldn't be much better.

"You are lucky. At least you have the opportunity to serve at home. According to your local parlance, this is called Guangzong Yaozu." Zhang Wei said with a smile.

Li Zhan is in a slightly better mood. Even if he is divided into the other two regiments, the distance from home is much closer than Beikong, which is more than 2,000 kilometers away.

He is looking forward to staying in Xixian. Not only will it be possible to "go home on weekends", but he will also be able to fly SU-27 - flying SU-27 is much better than flying old guys like J-8 and J-7.