It was sunny after the snow, and it was the time when the snow melted. The temperature was very low, and most people stayed indoors in the warmth. The traffic on the Hama Highway was less than usual, but it was not non-existent.

On the road at this time, two police cars were escorting a police minibus carrying criminals, sirens blaring. This was a police car from Deshan City, a county-level city next to An County.

Send criminals to prison.

In the co-pilot of the vehicle at the front, a man with the rank of first-class police inspector on his shoulders suddenly noticed a scarred fighter plane in the sky above the right front, which was lowering its altitude and slowly descending towards the road.

The man was stunned for a moment, his pupils shrank, and he immediately realized that something had happened. Something happened to the plane. He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and shouted: "Stop, stop all vehicles."

The driver decisively released the accelerator, stepped on the brakes, and quickly stopped the car.

The man then decisively issued an order: "Everyone in the car in front and behind will get out of the car and stop all vehicles."

"Director Liu, what's wrong?" a voice came from the intercom.

"The army's plane had an accident and had to make an emergency landing on the highway." Director Liu explained as he quickly opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

Others didn't know what was going on, but Director Liu, who had served in the Air Force and worked as a correctional officer, knew very well that the plane was going to make an emergency landing.

The road is only fifteen meters wide, and the wingspan of a fighter jet can be close to ten meters, taking up more than half of the width. If the vehicle behind is not stopped, and the driver does not pay attention, and directly hits it, the consequences will be quite tragic.

Whose responsibility is this?

All of a sudden, seven or eight police officers got out of the two police cars at the front and back and stopped all the vehicles in the direction they came from.

In the air, Yang Luo pressed the stick forward slightly and aimed at the road ahead. His face was solemn and serious, and a trace of fine beads of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

This was a section of road that Yang Luo specially chose. There were only no vehicles in front of this section of the road. Although there were vehicles coming from behind, Yang Luo also spotted the police car. He thought that the three police cars coming would help stop the following vehicles.

At an altitude of fifty meters and a speed of three hundred kilometers per hour, the aviation fuel has bottomed out, less than one percent.

Success or failure depends on this one move, and there will never be another chance to skydive.

Become, live.

Defeated, hanging on the wall.

The closer it is to the ground, the more violent the aircraft body will shake. This is due to the influence of low-altitude turbulence and cannot be avoided.

Emergency landing in the wild is a test of a pilot's skills. There is no reference data such as wind direction and wind speed, so everything must be done by oneself.

Yang Luo held the joystick in his hand and tried hard to keep the fighter plane steady. He was extremely calm and his eyes were fixed on the road ahead through the glass in front.

This is the best time to land. There is no car on the straight road within a few hundred meters ahead.

Reach out and press the landing gear switch, and the climate landing gear under the belly of the aircraft will slowly come out, ready for grounding.

Behind them, people in the vehicles stopped by Director Liu and his team got out of the vehicles one by one, staring dumbfounded at the landing fighter jets in front of them.

What's going on?

A fighter jet landed on the road. What the hell is this?

Everyone who reacted took out their mobile phones and took photos and videos in front of them.

"drop!"

In the 801 J-7g cockpit, a rapid, high-frequency alarm sounded, and a red light shone, reminding Yang Luo that the aviation fuel was running out.

Yang Luo was unmoved, his face calm. At this time, the height was already less than twenty meters, so what could he do without power.

The engine stopped and the onboard backup power supply automatically started. Yang Luo pulled the lever slightly and raised the nose of the aircraft slightly. The rear landing gear located on the belly of the aircraft first touched the ground, then the front landing gear came into contact with the wet road surface, and the aviation tires rotated at high speed.

, raising bursts of water mist.

The road surface was slippery, so Yang Luo used all the deceleration devices. The onboard braking system was activated, the speed brakes were raised, the flaps were lowered, and the deceleration parachute was released and opened.

Using a variety of deceleration methods, the 801 J-7g still slid on the road for more than 800 meters before gradually returning to zero speed and stopping steadily on the road.

Taking off his oxygen mask and taking a deep breath of the complex air in the low altitude, Yang Luo felt like he was surviving a disaster. With a smile on his face, he reported to the tower who was still waiting for news: "Report to the tower, 801 emergency landing was successful, completed.

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In the sky, the roar of the al-31 aviation engine was heard, and the J-10s were hovering in the sky.

Song Yongqi really wanted to say he was awesome when he made a forced landing on a narrow road and was able to make a successful landing.

"Yang Luo, good job." Song Yongqi said excitedly.

Today Yang Luo gave him too many surprises. He successfully completed the low-altitude penetration mission and successfully made an emergency landing on the highway after hitting a bird. These two things are not something ordinary people can do.

"801, you did a great job. Please wait for rescue where you are and keep confidentiality at the same time. The rescue helicopter has been dispatched. It's over." Lang Shengquan said with great joy, and his heart finally calmed down.

"Pa bang bang..."

Everyone in the tower breathed a sigh of relief, and no one knew who was taking the lead, bursts of applause broke out.

"801 Got it, it's over."

After Yang Luo responded, he pressed the red emergency switch that had never been used before and opened the cockpit glass from the inside.

After the cockpit glass was fully opened, Yang Luo followed the operating procedures and first released the parachute, then turned off each onboard system and backup power supply one by one, then climbed out of the cockpit, stepped on the wings and jumped off the fighter plane.

When he came to the tail of the plane, he collected and folded the parachute that had been loosened and dropped to the ground, then picked it up and threw it on the wing, and climbed back on the wing.

At this moment, a police car with its siren blaring stopped in front of Yang Luo.

"Hello, comrade pilot, I am Liu Renhe, deputy director of the Deshan City Public Security Bureau." Deputy Director Liu Renhe saluted and introduced himself, and then said, "I happened to pass by here, do you need any help?"

"Hello, Director Liu, could you please lead someone to maintain traffic, and at the same time help with confidentiality work, and prohibit others from taking photos and videos to prevent the leakage of aircraft information." Since it does not belong to the same system, Yang Luo did not dare to make excuses, so he quickly returned the gift, and at the same time

Ask him for help.

"It should be." Liu Renhe said,

"This is a certain model of J-7." Liu Renhe thought to himself after looking at fighter No. 801, but without saying anything, he turned around and arranged for the three policemen who came with him to maintain traffic.

Yang Luo deliberately stayed to the right when landing, leaving a three-meter width on the left side for one vehicle to pass.

Holding the heavy parachute and climbing to the nose of the plane, Yang Luo reopened the parachute to cover the nose of the plane. Although the police were helping, the confidentiality work that should be done still had to be done.

With the large number of J-10, J-11 and other aircraft equipped in the army, the J-7g is facing the awkward position of being eliminated in China. However, as a second-generation aircraft whose performance is infinitely close to that of the third-generation aircraft, all its information is still confidential.

of.

With the cover of a speed parachute, it can have a more or less confidential effect.

Standing on the fuselage and looking around, everywhere you look is filled with potholes and traces of coagulated blood.

What a hell today. I didn’t hit a bird during the mission. Instead, I hit a bird just after I relaxed after the mission was completed.

Whether this aircraft has to go to a repair shop or undergo major repairs, and how long it will take, is still unknown based on Yang Luo's current aircraft maintenance knowledge.

"Hey! How can we live without planes?" Yang Luo sighed and began to feel melancholy.

The 122nd Regiment does not have a spare J-7G. Once the aircraft is overhauled, it will have to wait or fly an outdated model. On the contrary, the 121st Regiment and the 123rd Regiment both have spare J-7Gs to use as backup aircraft, or to keep them when they upgrade to the J-10B.

, each regiment only retained two, and the rest were handed over to other units.
Chapter completed!