Great Power Fighting Falcon

"Li Zhan, report altitude and speed!"

The commander on duty stopped calling the flight number and directly called the person by name, which showed how nervous he was.

Almost all the personnel on duty in the tower stood up and stared at the No. 037 fighter in mid-air.

The winter in the extreme south of the continent is green. Looking from the tower, the woods in the distance are lush, but the gray sky makes people feel unhappy. The winter in this southern country has neither the snow-capped north nor the scorching summer in the South China Sea Islands. It is neither high nor low and makes people melancholy. The temperature is not low, but there is a biting chill. But at this time, everyone in the tower was sweating on their backs.

The minimum level flight speed of the J-7E is 240 kilometers per hour. This is theoretical and is the limit that test pilots can fly under normal weather conditions. In other words, if the aircraft speed is less than 240, it will stall. Pilots can only fly within this limit and rarely fly beyond the limit.

Some people say that airplanes can glide, but some airplanes have this ability. Fighters that pursue maneuverability cannot have the ability to take a leisurely stroll, especially the J-7 which adopts a statically unstable aerodynamic layout - it either does not move or moves like a raging fire. The so-called static instability is not much different from the literal meaning - it is very unstable when it is quiet.

When taking off, the higher the speed, the better; when landing, the lower the speed, the better. These are two extremes. Fighters are different from civilian airliners in that their engines do not have so-called reverse thrust and can only rely on flaps. Li Zhan had already lowered the flaps and moved the throttle to the minimum position.

Stall means loss of lift, and the aircraft's loss of lift can only result in a crash.

"The altitude is 400, and my speed is 260."

There is only a speed difference of 20 kilometers per hour from the minimum airspeed, and the No. 037 fighter is in danger.

Li Zhan's voice was still calm.

"I'm two hundred and five."

No one laughed, but became more and more serious.

Two hundred and fifty, infinitely close to the theoretical limit.

Before the duty leader could speak, Li Zhan said immediately, "I'm going to lower the landing gear."

"The landing gear is down!" shouted the soldier using a telescope on the tower to observe the landing gear.

Li Zhan said, "I'm aiming for the runway."

"The crosswinds are strong."

"Height three hundred."

"I'll skate farther."

Only Li Zhan's voice sounded on the channel, and his words made everyone's hearts skip a beat.

"Adjust your posture and pay attention to your posture!" the leader on duty quickly reminded.

In their eyes, Fighter No. 037 staggered and smashed to the ground as if it was drunk.

Li Zhan said, "The crosswind is very strong, I have to speed up through the turbulence."

At this time, the ultra-low-altitude turbulence was severe.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw the No. 037 fighter jet descending at a faster speed, almost as if it was sitting on the ground. The head of the watch's eyes widened. Could it be that this newcomer who had already demonstrated superhuman flying skills could only be a flash in the pan?

Everyone's hearts were clenched, and their mouths were opened unconsciously in anticipation of a miracle.

Miracles did not appear, at least Li Zhan didn't believe in miracles, he believed in himself.

"It's balanced!" Zhang Wei shouted subconsciously.

Until he aligned himself with the runway, Li Zhan's posture was actually tilted.

Everyone discovered that the No. 037 fighter plane stopped shaking, trimmed in the final stage of approach, and stabilized its flying attitude. The nose of the aircraft was slightly raised, and the buttocks fell steadily. When the landing gear tires hit the ground and splashed with water mist, the tower suddenly burst into cheers and everyone spontaneously applauded enthusiastically. Zhang Wei's right fist hit the palm of his left hand hard, and he punched the air hard. He was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He was the deputy commander, and he had a share of the credit for Li Zhan's safe landing.

For the on-duty personnel at various positions in the tower, they encounter dangers of varying degrees every year, and some are more serious than the current ones, but they still have the feeling of surviving after the disaster. The reason for such a strong contrast is probably because the pilot who had just completed a landing under complex weather conditions was a rookie, at least a newcomer.

Looking at the fighter plane that landed and slid further than before, the commander on duty slowly felt relieved. Fighter No. 037 finally landed safely under control.

He didn't forget that there was another one waiting to land in the sky.

The weather was good, the cumulonimbus clouds moved away, and the sun covered the entire flight area again in a short period of time, although there was still some light rain. The meteorological staff excitedly reported the extremely comfortable data, and when the clouds cleared and the sun came out, the duty leader decisively ordered Nie Jianfeng to land. It wasn't until Nie Jianfeng's plane taxied away from the main runway without incident that everyone truly felt relieved.

Zhang Xueyang stood next to his War Eagle, following Li Zhan's No. 037 fighter plane from the taxiway to the parking bay, watching the crew of the fourth regiment wearing raincoats rushing up in the rain, and watching Li Zhan step off the fighter plane under the drizzle, risking Running to the commuter bus in the rain. Looking back at the aircraft fort where his war eagle stayed, which could withstand the bombardment of ordinary missiles and would not be exposed to rain at all, Zhang Xueyang remembered for the first time the meaning of the phrase "There are people outside the world and there are mountains outside the mountains." I deeply feel that I am actually nothing special.

It's all because of that man named Li Zhan.

"Li Zhan! Well done! Well done! I mean that landing you just made was really beautiful!" Zhang Wei came down from the control room of the tower.

Li Zhan was carefully wiping the five-pointed red star on his white helmet with a towel, and said with a smile, "Advisor Zhang, I didn't hear your voice."

"Isn't it surprising that you were focused on the landing just now and didn't hear it?" Zhang Wei came over, patted Li Zhan on the shoulder and said, "Take a good rest at noon and go to the health team to see Section Chief Huang Xiaoyue in the afternoon."

"Commander Zhang, please give me instructions." Li Zhan stood up and asked for instructions.

Zhang Wei secretly thought to himself, what a humble and kind young man. His behavior is not a little better than Zhang Xueyang of the Sixth Regiment. Look at how low-key he is.

"According to the new regulations in the division, psychological intervention must be carried out in time after experiencing a dangerous situation. Although your situation is not a dangerous situation, it is still thrilling. It is not a big deal, just to have a heart-to-heart talk." Zhang Wei said.

Li Zhan was stunned, "Consultant Zhang, I don't need it, I have no problem at all."

"Don't forget that you are a newcomer. This is a rule. You have to think about it this way. The division made an exception and allowed you not only to fly solo directly, but also to join the combat duty. This shows that the division does not distrust your ability, but trusts it very much. Going to talk to Section Chief Huang is just a formality, and it can be regarded as cooperating with Section Chief Huang's work. She seems to be working on a project and needs materials." Zhang Wei explained.

Oh, doing research work and being studied by others, Li Zhan had no choice but to say, "Yes, I will resolutely obey orders."

"Don't be nervous, it's really just a heart-to-heart talk." Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"Understood." Li Zhan nodded.

Nie Jianfeng strode in and said as soon as he entered, "That boy Zhang Xueyang is so ungrateful..."

Suddenly seeing Zhang Wei, he immediately closed his mouth and looked embarrassed.

"You guys chat." Zhang Wei smiled and waved his hand, giving Nie Jianfeng a thumbs up, "Jianfeng, great job."

Nie Jianfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Staff Officer Zhang, for your praise!"

After Zhang Wei left, Nie Jianfeng's suppressed anger rose again, and he said angrily in a suppressed voice, "Doesn't he know that our oil has reached the alarm state, and really thinks that I can't lower it? To put it bluntly, he just likes to be in the limelight! "

Li Zhan smiled and comforted, "Maybe he is not full of gas, and maybe there is not much left."

"Fart." Nie Jianfeng put down his flight helmet and snorted coldly, "The combat readiness aircraft must be fully loaded with fuel. Su Liangqi can fly to Zengmu Shoal with a full load. How long have they been out? In the end, they have to stand out at every turn."

"His skills are indeed impeccable." Li Zhan walked aside, took his own water cup and poured warm water into it. He also poured some into the water cup with the Nie Jianfeng label. He walked over with it and changed the topic, "Consultant Zhang asked I’ll go to the health team to see Section Chief Huang Xiaoyue in the afternoon.”

"The beautiful female doctor from the health team?" Nie Jianfeng took it and said in surprise, then suddenly thought of something, "Yes, yes, this is the rule, go ahead, Dr. Huang is very good-looking, pleasing to the eye, and there is no harm in it."

"You don't have to be on duty in the afternoon?" Li Zhan was still concerned about being on duty in combat readiness.

He is now like a motor vehicle driver who has just obtained a driver's license and has a strong interest and desire to drive a vehicle. As long as there is a plane to fly, he can do it without eating or drinking. Such things as beauties went in one ear and out the other, but they never stayed in his mind.

Nie Jianfeng drank some water to replenish the water that was being consumed faster than before, and said, "There must be someone to take over. It's not like no one is here. It's the festival and the group won't do anything high-intensity. Not only you, I will also do it this afternoon." Rest. Besides, the flight crew has just finished the random inspection, and we successfully passed the spot inspection. The division will take care of it."

At this point, he reminded Li Zhan, "Write the report better, especially the return landing. I will get extra points in the future."

"Understood, thank you, Captain Nie." Li Zhan thanked him sincerely. Nie Jianfeng was sincerely doing his best. Someone else might not have said this.

Nie Jianfeng waved his hand, "We are partners!"

Before Li Zhan's report was written, a copy of the flight log from the control tower was in Huang Xiaoyue's hands. When she was about to come to the health team's office at 2:30 in the afternoon, she already knew exactly what the new pilot who was coming over had experienced in the morning.

Huang Xiaoyue spent half an hour carefully making a psychological intervention plan. At three o'clock sharp, Li Zhan stood at the door and made a report.

"Comrade Li Zhan, please sit down."

Huang Xiaoyue pointed to the sofa on one side, picked up the folder and walked over, facing Li Zhan with a kind smile. She cherishes every opportunity to intervene psychologically with pilots. Psychological intervention is a new thing for the army. Many officers and soldiers do not understand it. They think that she is a psychiatrist. They think that receiving her treatment means that there is a mental problem or a brain disease, so they are very resistant. How to get more officers and soldiers to fully understand and realize the concept and importance of psychological intervention will probably be a more urgent task than psychological intervention for a long time to come.

The Second Division is a trump card, and it has been a trump card since the day it was born. It fought with pride in resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, and naturally dared to be the first. Therefore, a lot of effort was spent to transfer her from military medicine to the full regiment level, and set up a special team for her. The importance attached to the department at the battalion level is evident.

Li Zhan suddenly saw a female colonel who was a few years older than him, and Li Zhan couldn't move. This kind of all-round attack is very powerful. Doctor, colonel, and chief of the psychological counseling department. How could he be so tall and beautiful in real life?

"Relax, please sit down and have something to drink. I have boiled water and black tea here, or you can have some black tea. It tastes pretty good." Huang Xiaoyue said with a smile, as if she were doing homely business.

Li Zhan came back to his senses, looked away, his ears were burning, and said, "Okay, okay, okay, thank you, chief."

"Please sit down, don't be restrained." Huang Xiaoyue put down the folder and walked over to the small bar over there to make tea.

After calming down his mind, Li Zhan sat on pins and needles, straightened his back, put his hands on his knees, and quietly looked at this unique office. It's very warm sky blue, and the layout is very casual. It has a full set of fabric sofas, a small bar, a square table with playing cards, a bookshelf on the front wall with various kinds of books in a random and chic way, and even some corners are arranged just right. Green plants and desks are the most inconspicuous.

There is no doubt that this is to create a relaxed and warm atmosphere.

In terms of standards, the division commander's political commissar's office is not as good as this one.

His eyes passed over the tall and slender figure of Huang Xiaoyue, who was dressed in regular spring and autumn clothes. Li Zhan's eyes felt as if they were pricked by needles. He quickly moved away, but his face suddenly turned red and became even hotter.