The 122nd Regiment carried out enthusiastic low-altitude penetration training, taking off and landing fighter jets every day.

Ye Jianlong and three other instructors were in pain and happiness. Each of them flew up there at least twice every day, frightening the pilot who took him up until his face turned pale and his legs trembled.

Yang Luo, on the other hand, was extremely free. He and Zhang Qingyao went to look here today and hang out there tomorrow, spreading out countless amounts of dog food.

As long as there are no problems with training, Hu Zhongming and other regiment leaders don't bother to care about him, and he can do whatever he wants.

Although Yang Luo did not want to be a chief instructor, the title of chief instructor brought him great convenience, which Yang Luo did not expect at first.

As long as Yang Luo wants to fly up there, he doesn't have to follow the training plan or be free when on duty like before. Now he can directly squeeze into the training plans of Ye Jianlong, Yin Yingsen and Wang Dongming and take people up for them to fly up.

Ye Jianlong and others were quite happy, and they were also secretly competing with each other. They all wanted the best results for the brigade they were responsible for. Especially Ye Jianlong, who had the temptation of being the captain of the J-10c brigade, worked very hard.

In his spare time, Yang Luo combined the training effects during the special training period with the training effects of the 122nd Regiment training, and finally wrote the paper for Yang Huaidao and sent it to Yang Huaidao via email. As for the effect of this paper after it was published,

, Yang Luo didn't want to know that his deal with Yang Huaidao was over.

Time flies and it has entered mid-November.

In the winter, Dongling Station is getting colder and colder. The temperature is below zero all day long, with the lowest temperature exceeding minus 20 degrees. It takes a lot of courage to wrap yourself up tightly if you want to go out.

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On the evening of November 13th, the first blizzard hit Dongling Station. Snowflakes fell from the sky and the sky turned into a white world overnight, covered with a layer of pure white holy clothes.

The blizzard raged for two days, and the training of the 122nd Regiment was also interrupted for two days. On the third day, the heavy snow began to lighten up.

Early in the morning, the snow plows at the station rumbled into operation. The first thing to be cleared of snow was the runway to ensure that planes could take off and land normally, and then the roads inside the station.

Yang Luo braved the wind and snow to arrive at the combat readiness duty room. In addition to a few people on combat readiness duty, Ye Jianlong, Yin Yingsen and Wang Dongming were already waiting in the duty room with one person each.

"You still want to train today? Visibility is a problem." Yang Luo took a cup of hot water, held it in his hand, and said.

If it was a high-altitude training, visibility would not be a problem today, but low-altitude penetration training would not be possible. There were obstacles everywhere and it was very dangerous.

In this kind of weather, the most suitable training should be combat training under complex meteorological conditions, rather than low-altitude penetration training.

"According to the weather forecast, the snow will stop in an hour. Let's make preparations first and we can go up as soon as the snow stops." Ye Jianlong said.

"Time waits for no one. The regiment leader only gave us one month. Now half a month has passed. What if we don't hurry up?" Yin Yingsen said with a frown. Of the three brigades, he is currently the one in charge.

The training effect is the worst.

"Hey, why are you here? Don't say you care about the training. You haven't cared about it once in more than half a month." Ye Jianlong asked strangely.

Yin Yingsen and Wang Dongming laughed heartily.

Yang Luo rolled his eyes at them and said, "I'm too lazy to care about you. It was the regiment leader who asked me to go on patrol."

"Oh, routine patrol." Ye Jianlong said, "Then why are you talking to us if you don't get ready?"

"Don't be in a hurry. We won't go up until nine o'clock. It's only half past eight now. Let's warm up first." Yang Luo said. There is heating in the combat readiness duty room, so only a fool would go to the hangar and wait.

After bragging and spanking with Ye Jianlong and the others for another twenty minutes, Yang Luo rushed out of the combat readiness duty room in full flight gear and got into the waiting commuter car.

Although Hangar No. 1 is very close to the combat readiness duty room and only takes a few minutes to walk, it is so cold today that Yang Luo doesn't want to walk. Why not take a car if there is a car.

The commuter bus had just started, and before it even picked up speed, it arrived at Hangar No. 1, and drove directly into the hangar under Yang Luo's instructions.

As soon as Yang Luo got off the bus, Gou Quan came over and saluted and reported: "Comrade pilot, the plane is ready. Please take it."

Yang Luo returned the favor, took the folder, and walked forward while saying: "Captain Gou, thank you for your hard work. I still have to trouble you in such a cold weather."

Gou Quan smiled and said: "It's just that the division of labor in the revolutionary work is different. You don't have to brave the severe cold to go up. Besides, the cold is only for this moment. When you go up, our work will be over and you can go back to the heated room."

Already."

Hangars are inseparable from people, but the Northeast is too cold, so the regiment has a small heated room in each hangar where the maintenance staff can rest after work.

"Hey, by the way, where did Comrade Lao Ma go? I haven't seen him in this time." Yang Luo asked as he carefully inspected the fuselage.

"Old Ma, he and a group of people went to study again. I don't know where exactly they went. It was a document issued directly from the teacher." Gou Quan said with envy, "Hey, how to study is not a matter of turn.

It’s up to me.”

"The files in the division are all about aircraft maintenance." Yang Luo thought to himself, and immediately thought of where Ma Haijun went. He should have gone to Chengdu to learn J-10C maintenance technology.

To modify a new fighter aircraft, at the very least, the aircraft operator must first learn how to maintain and maintain the aircraft. Otherwise, if there is a problem with the fighter aircraft, but they don't know how to repair it, they have to ask the manufacturer to come and repair it. Isn't this ridiculous? The efficiency is not good, pilots.

Still waiting.

"Oh, it turns out I went to study." Yang Luo replied lightly, signed the folder, and said, "Okay, the plane is fine, I'll get on."

Yang Luo climbed up the boarding ladder and sat in the cockpit. Gou Quan then climbed up the boarding ladder and closed the glass cockpit.

Start the avionics system, check it, and then turn on the radio communication system, access the tower's confidential channel, and call: "Call the tower, 866 request to slide out, completed."

The first flight after the first heavy snowfall this year, Hu Zhongming was not very relieved. He was not originally on duty at the tower today, but he had to change with someone else, so the commander on duty today became Hu Zhongming.

After receiving Yang Luo's call, Hu Zhongming immediately replied: "866 can taxi out. Runway 1 has been cleared of snow and is ready for takeoff. It's over."

"Understood." Yang Luo responded and raised his hand to indicate in front of him.

The maintenance man holding the flag immediately signaled that he could slide out.

Yang Luo understood, and immediately pushed up the throttle. After the aircraft engine's speed came up, he released the brakes, rolled the aircraft tires, and slowly slid out of the hangar.

"Call the tower, 866 requests takeoff, over." After braking to a stop on the runway, Yang Luo called again.

"The wind direction is 350 degrees, the wind speed is 2 meters per second, the gust is 4 meters per second, the field pressure is 1012, and the visibility is 800 meters. It is expected that the snow will stop and clear up in half an hour, and 866 can take off. It's over." After Hu Zhongming gave the various meteorological parameters before takeoff,

Give takeoff clearance.

"866 received, ready to take off, completed."

After Yang Luo answered calmly, he released the brakes and entered the runway to accelerate and taxi.

Take off normally.

After taxiing for 650 meters and reaching the critical speed for takeoff, Yang Luo pulled the lever and raised his head. The entire fighter plane jumped lightly, breaking away from the restraints of the ground and facing the sky with falling snowflakes.

Looking down at the ground from the center, everything you can see is white snow. Snowflakes are floating in the air, dyeing it into a white world. Silver covers the earth, and the sky and the earth are connected in a line, blurring the boundaries and blurring the sky and the earth.

After admiring the scenery, Yang Luo took a breath, adjusted the course, pushed the throttle to accelerate the climb, and headed for the border patrol mission in the wind and snow.

Yang Luo's mission was to arrive at the border along the 300 course, then turn northeast, patrol along the border to the easternmost part of the motherland, and then fly south along the border until he left the air defense area of ​​the 122nd Regiment.

This is a flight close to the border.
Chapter completed!