A behemoth was parked quietly in the hangar. It was visually estimated that its wingspan should exceed fifty meters, which is larger than ordinary civil aviation aircraft.

Based on the appearance, Yang Luo recognized that this was a H-6, and it was a H-6K Ares bomber.

Although Yang Luo has never seen the real God of War, Hong Liuk, he has seen pictures of Hong Liuk.

I once heard Ye Jianlong say that bomber units will be stationed at three stations of the 31st Division for training for a month, but I have never had the opportunity to see them.

Unexpectedly, I saw Hongliu K at Lunbei Station today without any desire.

The maximum takeoff weight of the H-6K is close to 80 tons. Compared with the J-7g, it is the difference between an ant and an elephant. Although it is a bit exaggerated, the size is really not on the same level.

As Fighter No. 801 flew across the runway, Yang Luo saw more H-6K bombers standing in the hangar, like mighty behemoths.

"It seems that Lunbei Field Station is where the bomber force is stationed." Yang Luo thought, then withdrew his attention and stared ahead.

Yang Luo was just a little excited because he saw the behemoth Hong Liuk for the first time, but after seeing more, he felt that it was just like that.

In comparison, Yang Luo still prefers to fly a fighter plane, which is capable of various maneuvers and is exciting enough.

But the first requirement for flying a bomber is to be stable, sufficiently stable. Its aerodynamic layout determines that it cannot maneuver like a fighter. Therefore, except for taking off and landing, the bomber is basically in level flight.

Although the rod-lever fee for flying a bomber is high enough, it is not Yang Luo's cup of tea.

It would be fatal for Yang Luo to remain in level flight for a long time.

After just over an hour of formation flying tonight, Yang Luo felt extremely tired.

Following the guidance of the ground signal from the maintenance staff, Yang Luo taxied onto the No. 8 apron and braked steadily to a stop.

Follow the operating procedures, shut down the aviation engine, shut down the avionics system...

The maintenance staff pushed the boarding ladder against the fuselage, and then opened the cockpit glass cover of fighter No. 801.

A gust of wind blew into the cockpit, and Yang Luo couldn't help but shiver.

Why is it so fucking cold?

Because it was a night flight, and the night temperature at Dongling Station was only 15 or 16 degrees Celsius, Yang Luo deliberately changed into spring and autumn flight suits instead of the summer flight suits worn during the day.

But I still feel cold.

What Yang Luo didn't know was that the temperature at Lunbei Chang Station in August was very unstable. The temperature difference between day and night was quite large. It was more than 20 degrees during the day and could be as low as single digits at night. Today, the lowest temperature at Lunbei Chang Station was

Only five degrees.

Braving the cold, Yang Luo went down to the ground along the boarding ladder and handed his beloved fighter plane to the maintenance staff for maintenance.

After lining up on the tarmac, the four of them boarded the seven-seater commuter bus waiting on the tarmac and headed to the living area of ​​Lunbei Station.

First, they went to the pilot restaurant for a side meal to relieve their stomach problems, and then went to the temporary dormitory prepared for them at Lunbei Station to rest.

I closed my eyes. It was not a busy day, but it was tiring and a little scary. The day came to an end.

A night of silence.

The next day.

The sky is slightly bright, and the sun has not fully risen yet, but only reveals a faint halo, blooming on the horizon.

A new day has arrived.

The four people took a commuter bus to the No. 8 tarmac and waited for the time to return. According to the training plan, their return departure time was at nine o'clock.

Having nothing to do, the four of them arrived at the tarmac early after breakfast, wanting to watch the bombers take off.

Bombers can be said to be fuel tigers. When they take off and land, they will lose dozens of tons of aviation fuel. But no matter how much fuel they consume, they still need to train, and they cannot stop.

So everyone in the aviation force knows that the bomber force has plenty of money, high drawbar fees, and can burn aviation fuel at will.

Looking around the world, there are only three countries that dare to play with bombers, and they are among the top three countries in terms of military strength in the world.

Other countries can only think about it and dare not touch this thing at all. The main reason is that bombers are too expensive and they cannot afford to fly them. They can't fly a few times in a year.

But China's thinking is different from others. When it is still poor and useless, it has to tighten its belt.

There is a word called militarism.

But there is another saying that if you forget to fight, you will be in danger, so if you are poor, you cannot be poor in military affairs.

In front of us, a H-6K was taking off and taxiing. The behemoth with a wingspan of tens of meters ran rapidly on the runway like a big bird, gliding for more than 1,600 meters before fluttering its wings like a roc.

"It's spectacular!" Yang Luo exclaimed.

"Why don't you file a report and apply to be transferred to the bomber division?" Ye Jianlong said with a smile.

Yang Luo shook his head and said: "My temperament is not suitable for flying bombers, and I don't like to fight under the protection of others. In comparison, I prefer fighters. I don't have to be escorted, and I can also escort others. The most important thing is that I can

Maneuverable.”

Bombers without the escort of fighter planes, or without seizing air supremacy, are living targets in the sky and can be ravaged at will.

Zhao Long laughed and said, "The last sentence is the key point. It would be scary to fly a bomber with Yang Luo's temperament."

"With Yang Luo's reputation, no bomber pilot dares to ask for it. Whoever dares to ask a madman to fly a bomber is crazy." Xue Fei laughed and thought of a picture in his mind. Yang Luo was flying a bomber in

Various maneuvers were performed in the air, scaring everyone in the tower half to death. They suddenly laughed and said, "Just think about it, the scene of a madman flying a bomber. Haha..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter of Ye Jianlong and Zhao Long suddenly sounded again on the tarmac.

Is it that funny? Did you suddenly become stupid?

Yang Luo looked at the three people sideways, as if they were mentally retarded. He ignored the three people and continued to watch the H-6K take off.

As a H-6K took to the sky for flight training, time also passed, and it gradually came to nine o'clock.

Check in, board the plane, and follow the operating procedures.

The four J-7Gs slowly slid out of the apron and slid into the runway via the tow path. Ye Jianlong contacted the tower and obtained takeoff permission and weather parameters.

Two runways were arranged at Lunbei Station, and a four-plane formation took off at the same time.

"boom!"

The familiar roar of the turbojet-13f aircraft engine sounded, loud and dull.

After the four J-7Gs accelerated and taxied for 650 meters on the runway, they simultaneously raised their heads and jumped slightly, facing the rising sun in the east at a normal elevation angle.

After passing through the clouds and climbing 10,000 meters, the four aircraft slightly adjusted their course and embarked on their way home.

The return course was facing the sun, so the flying experience was not so beautiful. The white clouds below the fighter plane were in various shapes and forms, which was very beautiful.

It was still formation flight training. The training plan from last night was repeated again. They had to pay attention to altitude, speed and heading at all times. Their attention was all on the instrument panel. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, Yang Luo and the others had no time to appreciate it.
Chapter completed!