Great Power Fighting Falcon

"First of all, Comrade Lao Qin, what is the problem? How should it be solved?"

Li Zhan looked at Qin Ming expectantly.

Since he took the initiative to raise his existing problems, he must have meant to give him some advice.

"speed."

Qin Ming tapped the table lightly, "You entered too fast, and your speed advantage became a disadvantage here."

Frowning his brows, Li Zhan recalled, "But if the speed advantage is not maintained, the target will easily escape if it continues to dive and accelerate."

This is simple common sense.

If the enemy plane wants to get rid of it, it will definitely try every means to gain speed. Based on the circumstances at that time, Nie Jianfeng's choice was definitely to continue diving to gain speed. In fact, he did so. The second time, he rushed to the altitude critical line before pulling up.

If Li Zhan didn't have speed, he would definitely be shaken off.

However, the speed was too fast, which caused Li Zhan to feel a little hasty when he entered. Even if it was just a little bit unsmooth, it still affected his subsequent performance. Moreover, if you meet a veteran like Qin Ming, not only will you lose your target easily, but you may also get bitten back.

"Find the balance point, the balance point between the two speeds." Qin Ming pointed out the solution directly, "If the speed is too fast, you will rush in front of the target, and not only will you get rid of it, but you will also be bitten. If you are not fast enough, you will follow If you fail to maneuver on target, you will still lose the target. Therefore, finding a balance point and shortening the time from locking to attack as much as possible is the best solution."

There is no doubt that the sooner the target is secured, and Qin Ming is likely to put this battle in a larger context. In other words, there may be other enemy aircraft on Li Zhan's left and right wings.

Qin Ming looked at the thoughtful Li Zhan and said with a smile, "You have to experience it yourself. At this level, no one can teach you a good way. But I can tell you that the best result of the Second Division is Three seconds."

In other words, Li Zhan's level is just over half of others.

I have to say that this was a blow, but Li Zhan was not discouraged. He was just a newbie.

"Okay, you go back." Qin Ming said.

Li Zhan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and saluted, "Thank you, chief!"

Qin Ming waved his hand without correcting him.

When Li Zhan turned around and walked to the door, a word floated behind him: "Call your master, he may have a solution."

Looking back in surprise, he saw Qin Ming continuing to flip through the documents, his intention to refuse further dialogue was obvious. Li Zhan stood still at the door, saluted once again and said goodbye, and helped to gently close the door.

I was thinking all the way back.

He knows it all too well. In the final analysis, his understanding of fighter aircraft is not thorough enough. In the eyes of many people, his flying skills have reached the point where man and machine become one. However, in fact, he uses quite uncomfortable coherent movements to maintain what others think. Smooth flight into the water.

The true integration of man and machine means that the pilot's entire operation process does not involve any collision.

This is actual experience that requires using jet fuel to pile up.

Thinking of this, Li Zhan became happy. Maybe you should boldly raise the problems you encounter with the organization, and then organize more flights. Wouldn’t the flight hours be increased, and the drawbar fee would be...

Qin Ming knows the master?

He quickly realized the point.

After returning to the dormitory, he hurried to the duty room, said hello to the soldiers on guard, and called Liu Guojian on the military line phone. Obviously it was impossible to find the person at once. After leaving the message, Li Zhan could only wait for Liu Guojian to call back.

The management of the Second Division is very strict. Not to mention soldiers, cadres are not allowed to use mobile phones while on duty. Except for a few cadres who need frequent contact, such as agency cadres, they must be on call at any time. Contact with the local area can only be made using an IC card in the phone room, and internal communication can only be made through the military line. Anyone can use the military line in the duty room in the dormitory building.

Li Zhan felt strange as to which unit his master had gone to. He did not hold a high position, but he was definitely a celebrity in the Air Force. Logically speaking, he would not be restricted from external contact.

If he can't figure it out, he won't think about it anymore, because there is still a problem waiting for him to solve.

After absent-mindedly thinking about how to explain to Nie Jianfeng, Li Zhan walked to Nie Jianfeng's dormitory. Rather than living alone in a small suite, Nie Jianfeng, a company-level squadron leader, wanted two people to live in a small suite. However, the former pilot of Unit 37 lived here before. After he retired, Nie Jianfeng lived alone. .

The door was open, Nie Jianfeng was sitting on a chair smoking, and the room was filled with smoke.

Li Zhan was startled, looked around, made sure it was safe, and quickly went in, opened the window and turned on the electric fan to make the smell of smoke dissipate faster.

"Captain Nie, stop smoking. Let the deputy commander see that you are still flying tomorrow." Li Zhan said. He looked around and found the aircraft model usually used for ground training. Then he came over and pulled up a chair to sit on Nie Jianfeng. He turned to the other side and said, "I didn't say at that time that I wanted to practice for a while. Captain Nie, you know my situation. My family is poor. Is it true that I'm not poor? If I'm afraid of being poor, I'm afraid of being really poor. Another one, I I really just want to practice more. The leaders all thought that I could reach the standard just by doing it twice without wasting aviation fuel, but who would think of pulling the lever... I have a lot of experience. If I can fly for a while and hit twice, it is all valuable. What an experience!”

Nie Jianfeng looked at Li Zhan, and then at the model airplane in Li Zhan's hand. Without saying anything, he immediately took one, stretched out his hand, and assumed the posture at that time. It is obvious that Nie Jianfeng has been recalling the situation at that time, otherwise he would never have thought of what went wrong, and it would be impossible to immediately assume the posture of the fighter plane at that time.

"Captain Nie, I still said what I said. It was really because of my cleverness that I didn't deliberately hide it from you. What's more, after reading the report, I realized that I was hit twice." Li Zhan also immediately showed his attitude. The attitude and position of the aircraft at that time was known. To put it simply, it was in a semi-diving attitude above and behind Nie Jianfeng.

Nie Jianfeng did a sideways roll.

It was as if the scene had reappeared, and Li Zhan replayed his actions at that time. When Nie Jianfeng started to perform a half-S maneuver, Li Zhan broke away and said to Nie Jianfeng, "Team Nie, I completed the attack at this time."

Nie Jianfeng stared at Li Zhan for a long time, in a daze, and finally put down the model aircraft silently, and finally let out a long sigh. At this point, Li Zhan finally felt relieved. A pair of partners, working together and living together, one is upstairs and the other is downstairs, and they usually spend the longest time together. Li Zhan understands Nie Jianfeng just as Nie Jianfeng understands him.

Even though Nie Jianfeng usually takes care of him like his own brother and thinks of him no matter what, Li Zhan has clearly felt that compared to Zhang Xueyang who is far away in the Sixth Regiment, Nie Jianfeng wants to compete with him. He's not weak at all, he's just not as flamboyant as Zhang Xueyang's character!

This is why Li Zhan was so excited when he suffered a loss for the first time, and when he found out that he was the only one in the world who was confused, the psychological blow he suffered was so great.

Li Zhan didn't have any good ideas for this. He was not Huang Xiaoyue.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell Qin Ming's method and said, "Qin Da made a steep turn and a half-S maneuver, connected with a roll in the middle, and got rid of my attack."

"Um?"

Nie Jianfeng's mind was not here and he didn't hear clearly.

Li Zhan said it again.

Nie Jianfeng was stunned for a moment, then his pupils suddenly dilated, "Are you talking about Qin Da? Qin Da in the interpretation room?"

"Yes, didn't you see? It was Qin Da who made the interpretation." Li Zhan was surprised that Nie Jianfeng had such a big reaction.

Nie Jianfeng quickly picked up the model airplane, took the one from Li Zhan's hand, and started gesticulating alone. After repeated gestures several times, he finally let out a long sigh, then relaxed his brows and let out a breath of relief, finally gaining some life, "Thunderbolt is still a thunderbolt, and ginger is still hotter than old. Such a simple method , why can’t I think of it, it shows that my level is indeed limited..."

If he was compared with Li Zhan, he would not be convinced. Why should he be convinced? Based on the members of the Air Force talent pool or his fast solo flight time. Li Zhan said that Li Zhan is a new flyer. He understands and understands, but he just can't swallow that breath. He just can't. Balance, that's why the reaction is so big.

But if compared with Guangkong's famous Thunderbolt, even if he gets the illusion that "only Thunderbolt can avoid Li Zhan's attack", it can give him a sense of psychological balance.

You know, the Thunderbolt was one of the top ten ace pilots in the Air Force back then!

Li Zhan was naturally not clear about these histories. He said, "Qin Da also pointed out my problems. I always felt that something was not right. Qin Da could see it at a glance, but it was difficult to solve. He said that he mainly relied on himself." Practice more..."

"The entry speed is too fast." Nie Jianfeng said.

Li Zhan was surprised, "Did you see it too?"

Seeing Li Zhan's exaggerated expression, Nie Jianfeng smiled and said, "What's so rare about this? You swooped down and entered the attack program directly without slowing down. Isn't this too fast? You should feel rushed. of."

"Yes." Li Zhan was convinced, "Yes, you are a little flustered when attacking. But if you don't have speed, you can easily get rid of it."

Nie Jianfeng simply spread his hands, "That's why it takes me ten seconds to complete the attack. You attacked twice in five seconds, which shows that you win by speed."

At this point, he shook his head mockingly and said with a smile, "I'm so stupid, I should have figured it out a long time ago."

Yes, if you had figured it out earlier, it wouldn't have been like the sky falling just now.

"Captain Nie, do you have any idea?" Li Zhan asked.

Nie Jianfeng shook his head, "No, I can even tell you that if you ask anyone in the Second Division, the answer will be the same - you mainly rely on yourself to practice more."

Looking at Nie Jianfeng blankly, Li Zhan respected Qin Ming even more. His approach is the most responsible, rather than the rhetoric of some old pilots. Everyone has their own flying style, and not everyone’s skills are at the same level. Some of your experiences may not be suitable for others, but the person who can find the experience that suits most people is the ace, and he is the best. strong.

For example, Li Zhan, who influenced the training textbooks, did not mean that others could not find better methods than those in the textbooks, but that he found a method that was suitable for most people to learn and could be popularized to definitely improve combat effectiveness.

Speaking of shooting blanks, it’s the most basic subject. What tricks can you get out of it?

Nothing but diligent practice.

Li Zhan, who believed that man and machine were one, was shocked. He really didn't have a fuel-efficient lamp. Didn't Nie Jianfeng easily see his problem?

In the final analysis, sharpshooters are fed by bullets, and ace pilots are fed by aviation fuel. Without burning two to three thousand tons of aviation fuel, I really dare not say that I am qualified to be an ace.

I'm working on a big thing, so the update is late, and tomorrow's update will be a little later.