"Yang Luo, I'll report this to the regiment commander."

Ye Jianlong greeted him, turned around and walked towards the 302 J-10c, climbed into the cockpit from the right wing, reopened the closed avionics system, connected to the confidential communication system, and reported the incident to the tower of the Dongling Station.

"Comrade, I'll help you clear the road and make the vehicles easy to pass." The man in white volunteered.

The 302 J-10c was parked on the highway obliquely. Although the nose of the airplane was poked outside the highway, its fuselage was more than 16 meters long, leaving only a passable lane.

However, the vehicle is not accessible in this lane now because the central isolation guardrail capsizes on the lane, and there are some parts damaged from the two vehicles that have to be cleaned.

"Comrade, thank you." Yang Luo nodded and thanked. He really needed someone to help now.

"You're welcome, I'm serving the people. I've been a soldier before, so I still have this awareness." The man in white smiled and introduced himself, "By the way, my name is Qi Wuwei."

"It has been seen from your grappling techniques that this is a typical military technique. I am still so familiar with the confidentiality regulations. I believe the troops you serve should also have a high concentration of confidentiality, right?" Yang Luo changed his previous cold voice and said with a smile.

"I have served in the guard company at the Haihang Station, so I am very familiar with the confidentiality regulations and have seen many fighter jets." A man in white named Qi Wuwei explained briefly, his eyes flashed over the 302 J-10c. Even though he knew that he shouldn't ask, he still couldn't help asking curiously, "The fighter jet you flew should be the latest model of the J-10, right?"

From Qi Wuwei's behavior, it can be confirmed that there is no problem with this person, so Yang Luo just smiled and did not answer. He let Qi Wuwei guess himself and walked towards the car coming forward to meet him.

Qi Wuwei didn't care either. He stayed at the Haihang Station. As soon as he said that, he knew that he would not get any affirmative or negative response.

"It's really the latest model of the J-10. Is this the J-10c that is speculated online?" Qi Wuwei muttered. The answer was analyzed by him from Yang Luo's behavior.

No longer staring at the fighter jets traversing the road, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qi Wuwei turned around and cleared the lane.

"squeak!"

The sound of the vehicle tires rubbing against the ground was heard, and a van stopped. The driver noticed an abnormality on the highway early, but the scene he saw was still stunned by the scene he saw near.

A SUV is stuck on the landing gear of the fighter's belly, and there is a BMW behind it?

What's the situation?

"Can it be an hallucination?" The driver rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Although fighter planes landed on the highway, they have been heard of, but fighter planes and cars collided, and anyone has seen them.

This is simply a strange story in the world!

You have to record it quickly. Even if you can't send it to the newspaper to make a lot of pocket money, it can still be posted on the small video platform, which is enough to attract a lot of attention. If it is not good, you can take it out and brag about it with others.

The driver hurriedly took out his cell phone and was about to turn on the camera to record the video. Suddenly, he heard a word in his ear: "Put your phone away, no shooting is allowed."

The driver turned around and saw that the person who had just made a stop gesture to him had stood by the car door at some point.

The driver was also a very eye-catching person. He recognized that this was the outfit of the military pilot at first sight. He stopped the movement in his hand, but said with a hint of reluctance: "Comrade, I'll just take a small video screen, it shouldn't matter."

"Fighter jets are state secrets and are prohibited from shooting. If you want to do it alone," Yang Luo pointed to the BMW owner squatting on the side of the road and said, "This is the end of constantly dissuading and insisting on shooting."

The driver looked in the direction and noticed that there was a young man crying squatting on the side of the road. His hands were obviously tied up, so he immediately put down his phone and smiled embarrassedly: "I won't take pictures, I won't take pictures."

"Thank you for your cooperation with the work." Yang Luo immediately emphasized his tone, "If you take a secret photo after I left, you will get into big trouble, and I will suspect that you are stealing state secrets."

After Yang Luo said that, he turned around and left. A car stopped behind him. He had to remind the driver behind him.

"I dare not, I dare not." The driver said with a smile. He really didn't have the courage. After watching Yang Luo leave, he stared at the fighter plane in front of him and muttered in a low voice: "You can't take a picture, it's not illegal to see."

Yang Luo was busy reminding the driver who stopped the car one after another and told them not to take pictures. As for where these people's eyes were, he had no choice but to care. He could not ask them not to look at them, so he would close his eyes.

After Ye Jianlong finished reporting, he closed the glass cockpit from the outside, and then covered the speed reduction parachute that Yang Luo brought over to cover the important parts of the fuselage.

Even if someone can't help but take photos secretly, it can still cover up the situation and avoid revealing more important information.

"Ding um..."

Soon, there were waves of sirens sounding on the g117 expressway, and a police car drove over from two directions one after another.

The traffic police in these two police cars were originally conducting traffic control at both ends, but after receiving the new order, they rushed over and stopped in the lanes in both directions.

Seeing the traffic police coming, Yang Luo suddenly felt much more relaxed and briefly explained the situation to the traffic police.

With the addition of the traffic police, the lane was quickly cleaned up, and the stopped vehicles began to start, and under the command of the traffic police, slowly passed through the only lane.

Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong, who had been busy, got into the belly of the machine to check the cause of the tire blowout.

"Captain Ye, look here." Suddenly, Yang Luo found a strange place in his sharp eyes, and pointed to a place on the tire and shouted.

Ye Jianlong gently brushed away the dust stuck to the tire, and immediately exposed a similar color to the tire, with a hexagonal shape, but not something that should be on the tire, and penetrated deeply into the tire.

The tires were covered with dust, and it would be impossible to detect if Yang Luo had not observed them carefully enough.

"What is this? It seems to be metal." Ye Jianlong said after feeling the touch carefully.

Yang Luo then touched it and said with certainty: "It's certain that this is a metal product, but what is it for? It's a bit like a nail and a screw."

"No matter what he is doing, as long as it is not for the maintenance," Ye Jianlong said with a smile.

"Yes, as long as it is not the responsibility of the crew, it's fine." Yang Luo also laughed, "To be honest, I'm really afraid that it's because of the crew, so I'll let me take another punishment."

"Is it safe now?"

"Relaxed."

"I have guessed that it should not be the cause of the operation, but the accident." Ye Jianlong said, "I still know Gou Quan very well. I have been the commander of the operation for several years and have a strong ambition. Their squadron had already made a low-level mistake last time, and he would never allow another low-level mistake."

The detection of fighter tires is really a job with low technical content, and anyone can do it with just a little learning.
Chapter completed!