Great Power Fighting Falcon

In the evening, the large-scale transfer training that had been prepared for several months came to a successful conclusion. The fourth regiment left six J-7Es, and the rest were transferred to eastern Guangdong for training under the leadership of regiment leader He Guozheng. Twelve SU-27SKs of the Sixth Regiment transferred from northern Guangxi to this field for training, and were led by the deputy division commander who is stationed in northern Guangxi.

The Second Division implements a rotating training system for three regiments. Three major airports are used as basic venues, and three regiments are stationed. The rotation is arranged internally for a period of one year. In other words, the training force composed of sixteen J-7Es led by He Guozheng will stay in eastern Guangdong for a whole year.

Qi Hong's nerves were tense. The next month was going to be the Spring Festival, which was very important.

Someone knocked on the door. Qi Hong looked up and stood up immediately, "Sir."

Zhang Sihai looked like an old man, with a stooped back, a gray head, and wrinkles on his face. He was wearing a 07-style camouflage training uniform that was washed a little white. He walked in with his hands behind his back and smiled very kindly, "Young man My energy level is good, and when I was your age, I also liked to work overtime."

Qi Hong hurriedly came over from behind the desk and said, "Commander, please sit down. You are only fifty this year. According to the relevant documents of the Supreme Command, you are still within the scope of young and middle-aged cadres."

He quickly went to get some tea.

Zhang Sihai sat down on the sofa. His sitting posture was upright and natural. It was obviously one of the habitual postures formed during his military career.

"As I get older, I realize that if I had paid more attention when I was young, I wouldn't be so strenuous now. Chairman Mao once said that the body is the capital of revolution. The party and the people will not allow you to make fun of your body." Zhang Sihai smiled and waved his hand, took the teacup handed over by Qi Hong, and motioned for him to sit down.

Qi Hong said with a smile, "Sir, you are always strong and strong. Many young men can't compare with you. No, we flew up for two hours today, and you seemed like nothing happened."

Hehehe waved his hand, and Zhang Sihai said, "I'll die if I don't accept it."

Does the division political commissar need to have such a low profile towards the division commander? The military and political officials are at the same level, and the political commissar can be half of the family. They are equal.

But this rule does not apply to the second division.

It is not surprising that aviation unit commanders fly into the sky. There are clear regulations that military and political officers below the division level, including division-level flying units, need to fly for a fixed number of hours each year.

Zhang Sihai may be the oldest and most senior fighter division commander in the Air Force aviation unit. If he wasn't the division commander, he would have been grounded long ago. The fact that he can still fly is a special case.

Qi Hongduo is a proud person. He was a star at HNA, and he is also a star at the Air Force. He is a cadre that superiors should focus on cultivating. He might not be so respectful when facing the Army Chief of Staff, but the Army Chief of Staff had to call him "Master" when he saw Zhang Sihai.

Zhang Sihai was initially engaged in aircraft maintenance, but was later selected as a pilot. After graduating from aviation school, he stayed at the school and became a teacher. He worked until he was in the regiment before being transferred to the aviation force. He worked in the regiment for fifteen years and then as the commander of the second division for five years.

"Are you worried about Yu Chenglin's phone?" Zhang Sihai asked with a smile.

Qi Hong did not dare to hide anything, and nodded slightly with a wry smile, "Yes, Commander. The engine almost stopped in the air, and it might have been a crash. Thanks to Yu Chenglin's experience, he cut off the main fuel supply system in time, Alternate fuel supply activated."

Zhang Sihai smiled and spoke at a leisurely pace and asked, "Xiao Qi, what do you think of the relationship between actual combat training and training safety?"

This is not a new discussion topic, but a point of conflict that you and I have been arguing about for decades.

Qi Hong was silent because he had no novel ideas. Regarding training and safety, it has always been the most discussed and controversial topic in the annual work of the army. It is also one of the difficult problems that no army can perfectly solve over the years.

Zhang Sihai said, "Any problem may occur when the aircraft is in the sky. As long as it is in the sky, any possibility exists. Can we avoid going to the sky less because we are afraid of problems? Obviously not, we have to train how to train. Who? Accidents cannot be completely avoided. Stricter ground support and more skilled pilots are the key points."

Qi Hong lowered his head and said, "Teacher, I have indeed had the idea of ​​reducing the amount of training, let you see it."

"I'm about to retreat. The Second Division will be handed over to you. As the chief officer, you must first be able to withstand the pressure." Zhang Sihai said earnestly, "You may also be worried about the honor of the advanced division in military training. This is It’s even more unnecessary. If this evaluation standard is based on flight safety, then it’s okay not to receive such an honor. That’s what I said.”

Qi Hong looked up at Zhang Sihai.

There is no doubt that this teacher is a very courageous person. The nickname "Nan Batian" was given to Zhang Sihai by his brother troops after he became the commander of the Second Division. The evaluation from the "opponent" is obviously more objective and true.

Zhang Sihai smiled and said, "We are not civil aviation pilots, and the military is not an airline. We are going to fight and we have to pay casualties. Do you understand?"

Qi Hongning nodded, "Teacher, I understand."

Nodding, Zhang Sihai said, "I heard that a new comrade went up today. I read the flight log. He is a very courageous young man who dares to charge and fight. This is what the Second Division wants."

"He, I gave Crazy Liu a hard time." Qi Hong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I learned from the military region that that kid was from the Air Force talent pool. In order to recruit him, I found many leaders. Later I found out that Crazy Liu It was his master. I persuaded him and even went out for a seafood dinner, but he finally relented. Only then did he successfully pick him up. But he gave me a blow on the first day. I regret it."

It is a talent, but it is a talent that is difficult to control, so it is better not to use it.

Zhang Sihai laughed and said, "When the Su 27 was modified, a few pilots thought it was not as good as the J-7. Why, because they couldn't control it. The actual situation is not like this. There are differences between the second-generation aircraft and the third-generation aircraft. The gap is huge, and it is a change that subverts the air combat system. The same is true for pilots. The more they cannot control something, the harder they have to work hard to tame it. When you can use your fingers like an arm, you will have a capable general under your command."

The teacher would not say such words to the political commissar. Only the seniors would teach the juniors by words and deeds.

Qi Hong was grateful and said seriously, "Commander, I understand. You are right, there are no soldiers who cannot lead well, only cadres who do not work hard. To be honest, I was already considering sending him back just now. I I have a gut feeling that that soldier will become a big trouble sooner or later."

What he said was no exaggeration.

Since the founding of the Air Force, we can probably count on one hand the number of pilots who dared to perform such dangerous maneuvers on their first air mission, not to mention those who did not fly solo. In Qi Hong's view, Li Zhan is capable and has outstanding abilities, but he is a fierce horse! If not, the second division will be injured.

In other words, if Zhang Sihai had not said these words today, there would be only one result waiting for Li Zhan - to be transferred to another place. He would definitely be able to fly, but he could never stay in the Second Division.

Nie Jianfeng answered Yu Chenglin's call and hurriedly walked to Li Zhan's dormitory.

The door of the room was wide open, and Li Zhan was writing something at his desk, facing the window. Nie Jianfeng knocked on the door lightly and said with a smile, "Are you busy?"

Li Zhan quickly stood up and saluted, "Yes! Hello, chief!"

After waving his hand, Nie Jianfeng returned the salute, pointed to his rank of captain, and said, "I am not the commander. Let me meet you. My name is Nie Jianfeng, the squadron leader of the Seventh Squadron. We will be comrades in arms from now on."

"Report to the squadron leader! Li Zhan reports for duty!" Li Zhan straightened his back and said.

Nie Jianfeng smiled and said, "Li Zhan, relax. You and I are both captains, so there's no need to be polite. Can you invite me for a cup of tea?"

Li Zhan's classmates were all lieutenants, and he was the only one who was a captain. Because he not only achieved two third-class meritorious service, he also entered the Air Force talent pool and was promoted to captain, with the rank of deputy company.

"I'm sorry." Li Zhan came to his senses and said, "Squadron leader, please come in, but I only have bagged tea here."

"No problem." Nie Jianfeng walked in, looked at the dormitory, and nodded slightly, "Yes, newbies can live in a suite in the camp. You are the only one in the past few years, and the regiment attaches great importance to you. In addition, you did a great job today. !”

Li Zhan made tea and brought it over. He asked Nie Jianfeng to sit down and said with a wry smile, "I'm scolded. The political commissar seems to be very dissatisfied with me."

After waving his hand, Nie Jianfeng comforted him, "Don't worry, the new political commissar is very good and he loves talents. You will know later. Just sit down."

After Li Zhan sat down, Nie Jianfeng continued, "I graduated two years earlier than you and was appointed squadron leader in the middle of this year. You also saw it today. You came at an unlucky time. The division is conducting a large number of transfer training, which is the most important thing this year." It’s time for the drill. It’s time for the year-end summary again, and the leaders are very busy. The political commissar of the regiment led the team to eastern Guangdong for training. The deputy political commissar is busy summarizing the work. You have met Deputy Commander Yu Chenglin, his landline Something went wrong, and he is currently watching in the maintenance depot. He called me and asked me to welcome you in the delegation..."

At this point, he felt a little embarrassed, spread his hands and said, "There was supposed to be a welcome ceremony, and the regimental commander and political commissar would all attend. But these have been done, and you are the last to arrive, and there is important training."

Li Zhan said hurriedly, "It doesn't matter, I'm just a soldier."

Even though he said this, Li Zhan felt much more comfortable. It's not that the Second Division didn't pay attention to him, it just happened to be the busiest time and the leaders were all unavailable. Even in his busy schedule, he did not forget to ask the squadron leader to come over and explain the situation. This was enough to give him, a "rookie", face.

"Li Zhan, I heard that you are a member of the Air Force talent pool?" Nie Jianfeng asked curiously.

Li Zhan nodded, "Yes."

Nie Jianfeng took a deep breath and gave a thumbs up, "Brother, this is you. Entering the Air Force talent pool as a cadet, it is said that there are only a few in these years."

He did not hide his envy and admiration at all, which gave Li Zhan a good impression. This squadron leader is a straightforward and upright person with no airs and is very comfortable to get along with.

"We will be in the same squadron from now on. It just so happens that my leader, oh, the former squadron leader, has changed his career, and the 037 you fly is his plane. From now on, you can be my wingman, what do you think?" Nie Jianfeng Asked.

Li Zhan agreed wholeheartedly, "No problem!"

The two shook hands.