Great Power Fighting Falcon

To be precise, Xixian Airport is just what the local people call this place. Internally, it is called Xixian Field Station, which is at the deputy division level and has a very high level. Therefore, there are rumors that this is the second largest air force airport in the country. This was the frontline airport during the counterattack against Vietnam, so the level and specifications continued.

In the final analysis, it is because the headquarters of the second division is here.

Li Zhan quickly became familiar with the situation. Compared with the flight training base, the atmosphere here is stronger and the flying tasks are more onerous. He soon learned that, in addition to normal training, the Second Division was actually the number one main division on combat readiness duty in the south.

Others didn't know what it meant, but he knew it all too well. Then I understood why there were so many single cadres in the regiment! Even deputy leader Yu Chenglin is not married yet, he is already thirty-five years old.

"I don't have time. I haven't taken a vacation in two years." Nie Jianfeng said to Li Zhan with a wry smile.

It was time after dinner, and next to the pilot restaurant was the Officers Activity Center. After dinner, the pilots can have fun here, play cards and watch TV, or drink some tea and chat to exchange training experiences. Of course, there is also a karaoke room, where you can have organized singing sessions during holidays. Basically, all the entertainment and leisure facilities are available, and there is a gym.

At this moment, Li Zhan and Nie Jianfeng were watching the news, drinking some tea and chatting in the tea room.

Li Zhan smiled and said, "Fortunately, my home is in Xi County. I can go back on Saturdays and Sundays."

"Are you a local?" Nie Jianfeng was stunned, "You are so lucky."

Li Zhan said, "This is the only benefit of coming to the Second Division. If I stay in the North District, I should be able to kill ten of them very quickly."

Seeing Li Zhan's lonely look, Nie Jianfeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Every gain must have a loss. Besides, we will soon modify the J-11. It is brand new and made in China. It is not comparable to the old guys from the Sixth Regiment." .”

Li Zhan shook his head and said, "To be honest, I'm not too keen on Sukhoi's fighter planes. I just like the J-10. When I signed up for recruitment, it was because of the J-10. I especially like its unofficial nickname, which is very special to me." appetite!"

"Unofficial nickname? It's just the Raptors. It's spread all over the Internet." Nie Jianfeng said with a smile, "Now the nicknames for our fighter planes are chosen by netizens."

"No." Li Zhan said, "The unofficial nickname is Villain, Villain's Evil, Villain's Stick."

Nie Jianfeng was stunned, remembering the "sticks" between the air inlet and the fuselage of the J-10 fighter jet, and then laughed, "Villain, this name... is good! Appropriate!"

He changed the topic and said, "However, the villain is a medium-sized fighter after all, and the J-11 is a heavy-duty air superiority fighter, which is completely two levels. Our army is equipped with both J-10 and J-11 because they are used in combination with high-end and low-end. consider."

Li Zhan said, "Yes. The development direction of the J-10 is towards a multi-purpose fighter jet that also takes into account ground strikes. In the final analysis, the J-11 is mainly responsible for the task of seizing air supremacy. I still like villains, haha."

"You kid." Nie Jianfeng shook his head helplessly, "Li Zhan, you don't need to be disappointed. There are only a few troops that have modified third-generation aircraft, and our Second Division is one of them. There are also many troops using second-generation aircraft. Just say J-7. Our fourth regiment still uses the E-type, which can fly at night and fire thunder bombs. This is the latest model that has been equipped in batches for the troops. Other troops still use the version more than ten years ago. In the western region There are still a bunch of daytime fighting types over there.”

Li Zhan smiled and smoked slowly.

Nie Jianfeng suddenly remembered something and suddenly realized, "I forgot, you entered the Air Force talent pool and were overqualified to fly the Seven Fighters."

"Squadron Captain, you misunderstood." Li Zhan waved his hands quickly and said, "That's not what I meant. Half of our students will be able to fly third-generation aircraft very quickly."

Spreading his hands, Nie Jianfeng smiled and said, "So, relax. It's only a matter of time before you fly a third-generation aircraft, and it's only sooner rather than later."

Li Zhan asked with a smile, "Squadron Captain, when were the J-7Es of the Fourth Regiment modified?"

"What happened in 2003?" Nie Jianfeng said.

Li Zhan stood up and said, "This is the fifth year. Do you think our superiors will modify our third-generation aircraft soon? I'll work up a sweat."

He finished and walked towards the gym.

Nie Jianfeng stood there stunned, and quickly understood what Li Zhan meant, and couldn't help but cursed, "Damn that brat!"

After more than an hour of lifting iron, Li Zhan still felt unhappy.

Seeing that it was almost an hour before the evening shift meeting, he simply ran to the playground and started running laps. There was a blockage in my chest and I still felt uncomfortable. For other trainees, they flew solo just after leaving the army and directly participated in the combat readiness duty. They also successfully handled the unknown air situation when the lead aircraft had a malfunction and had to return. This is something to be proud of and a resounding reminder. .

But to him, these were nothing. When he was at the training base, the situation in the East China Sea that he and his master participated in was much more severe than this. If he hadn't had such experience and performed well, how could he, a young recruit, have joined the Air Force's talent pool.

There were only a few people on the track, running slowly. There were family members with children, and old men and women gathered together to exercise. Years ago, the stations were small independent societies with complete basic service facilities. Larger stations even have their own secondary schools. After several rounds of reforms, military children were uniformly sent to local schools to receive school education, and all other life services that could be divested were handed over to local governments.

Even so, for some remote stations, it is still a daunting place to go.

Li Zhan heard from his master that a division in Beikong was reorganized a few years ago, and a J-7 regiment was assigned to Guangkong. From the northeast to the south of the mainland, from the white mountains and black waters to the frontier of economic development, it should be a good thing. As a result, as soon as we found out that the assigned field was located in the mountainous area of ​​eastern Guangdong, the living conditions took a turn for the worse. The cadres and their families of that regiment quit their jobs and were unwilling to move at all costs.

The result was a strange situation - Guangkong's division had two regiments in the south, and another regiment in the northeast more than 2,000 kilometers away...

Fortunately for Li Zhan, the West County Station is very close to the county seat, and it takes half an hour to get home by car. Despite this, for pilots, they spend less time together and more time away from their wives and children. Once the army enters the peak period of training, the family members accompanying the team must obey strict management. Even in the presence of children, it is common for children not to see their father.

Thinking of this, Li Zhan felt somewhat more balanced. The depression caused by missing Jian Shi gradually disappeared with the fierce running. Furthermore, there is always something to gain. Didn't choosing to come to Guangkong mean that you gave up on your early "date" with the "villain"?

"Are you Li Zhan?"

Someone shouted from behind. Li Zhan stopped and looked back. A tall and handsome young man wearing a brand-name sportswear ran over with a smile on his face. He raised his hand and saluted, "Zhang Xueyang, captain of the first squadron of the sixth regiment's first brigade."

In return, Li Zhan said, "Hello, Commander, Li Zhan, Third Battalion, Seventh Squadron, Fourth Regiment."

Smiling and waving his hand, Zhang Xueyang said, "I'm not a leader. I came to the Second Division two years earlier than you. You are a celebrity. Everyone in the Second Division knows you."

Li Zhan was surprised and said, "I arrived at the Second Division today."

"I know, I went up as soon as I arrived, and single-handedly dealt with the simulated unknown air situation, which impressed the HNA simulated blue army." Zhang Xueyang said with a smile, his eyes were sharp and confident, "You are the first in these years."

Li Zhan smiled and didn't know what to say, so he simply changed the topic, "Isn't the Sixth Regiment in Gui Province?"

"Those who transferred here today will have to stay for a year. You don't know, right? The three flying regiments of the Second Division have to transfer once a year for training. Didn't your fourth regiment go to eastern Guangdong as a group of people?" Zhang Xueyang explained. One sentence.

"So that's it." Li Zhan suddenly realized.

Zhang Xueyang pointed at Li Zhan and said, "You are very powerful, but you have to keep working hard. I hope you can catch up."

Smiling and waving his hands, Zhang Xueyang ran up and walked away with his long legs.

"Why do I have to catch up with you? I'm not gay."

Li Zhan was puzzled by his clueless words. When he saw that the time was almost up, he left the playground.

After returning to the dormitory, he took a shower, put on his spring and autumn clothes and a big-brimmed hat. When the assembly whistle sounded, Li Zhan ran downstairs. All the single cadres of the Fourth Regiment lived in this area. Taking the brigade as a unit, all the ministries gathered together to complete the roll call, filed into the commuter bus, and then headed to the auditorium.

Tonight is a big shift meeting, with all the cadres of the division participating. It is also the last shift meeting of the year. It means summarizing the work of the year, so it is very important, so all cadres participate in the shift meeting.

The seating arrangement of the cadres of the Second Division is very interesting. Except for the division leaders on the rostrum, the cadres below are not arranged according to their job levels, but are organized according to combat groups. It is said that this is a rule set by the teacher. For example, according to the requirements of the two-plane formation, Li Zhan is Nie Jianfeng's wingman, so he sits on his right side.

"You are the only pilot added this year who has directly entered the combat formation. Look at the rows behind you. It will take at least two months before you can fly solo." While waiting for the division leader to arrive, Nie Jianfeng said to Li Zhan, "Strictly speaking, Said, they can’t be considered pilots yet, but at most they can be considered flight cadets.”

Li Zhan whispered, "Squadron Commander, I just have more flying opportunities than others at the training base. Someone else who has the same opportunities may do better than me."

"Li Zhan, as the saying goes, being too modest is also a form of complacency." Nie Jianfeng said with a smile.

Thinking of Zhang Xueyang, who exuded a superior aura, Li Zhan asked in a low voice, "Captain Nie, do you know Zhang Xueyang?"

"Zhang Xueyang? That kid from a rich family? I think he knows Zhang Xueyang from the Sixth Regiment. Not only do I know him, but all the officers and soldiers of the division know him. The rich second generation, very rich, and his flying skills are among the best in the division. Their Sixth Regiment flies Su Liangqi The one who flies the best. He was promoted early last year and is now a major. Oh, he and I are in the same year as soldiers." Nie Jianfeng said with envy, and a somewhat sour feeling.

Li Zhan smacked his lips and asked, "Very rich?"

"Very rich." Nie Jianfeng whispered, "Do you know what his father does? He runs a flying school, which is a flying club. He has his own airport and several planes. Alas, this is the truly rich man. , buying a plane is like buying groceries, those who play with luxury cars and yachts are so weak."

"Yachts are so expensive." Li Zhan couldn't help but say as the exciting plot of an online novel about making billions in a few months flashed before his eyes.

Nie Jianfeng said, "How can an airplane be so expensive? Not only are there helicopters, but there are also fixed-wing aircraft. It seems to be cooperating with the Civil Aviation Administration of China, and it is a designated unit for learning to drive and take the pilot's license test. You still don't know about airplanes, but why are they so expensive? Routine maintenance.”

When he thought that the aircraft's lifespan was calculated based on hours, Li Zhan nodded in agreement, "So Zhang Xueyang was specially recruited. He had a pilot's license before he joined the army, right?"

Nie Jianfeng gave a thumbs up, "You guessed it. Yes, he got his pilot's license before he was twenty-two years old, for fixed-wing aircraft. He worked as an instructor in his father's flying club for two years, and then he was specially recruited into the army. Captain, just modify Su Liangqi. It is said that he can be promoted to major after two years, but he is so good that he was promoted ahead of schedule. Speaking of which, I have to admire him, that kid is very talented."

"Talent is indeed very important." Li Zhan thought thoughtfully and felt the same.

At this moment, Li Zhan basically understood. It turned out that Zhang Xueyang regarded him as his number one opponent, that's why he said those words on the playground. I found a rival on the first day in a daze, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"You are also very talented." Nie Jianfeng said.

When Li Zhan thought of his family's somewhat difficult economic conditions, he couldn't help but feel a little inferior. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I just may have worked harder than others."

Patting Li Zhan on the shoulder, Nie Jianfeng said, "Excessive modesty means complacency."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel unhappy in his heart. First there was Zhang Xueyang, and now there is Li Zhan, each one more talented than the other. He, the number one ace of the Fourth Regiment, wanted to break into the ranks of the first echelon pilots in the division, which made it even more difficult.

People are more infuriating than people.

The two were talking, and after a while, the division leaders took their seats one after another, and the pictures from several other stations were also transmitted in real time and projected on the walls on both sides.

The duty officer organized the team and reported to Colonel Qi Hong, the division's political commissar. The person who presided over the shift meeting was Colonel Fang Chenghe, chief of staff of the division headquarters. He announced the start of the last shift meeting of the year.

Li Zhan didn't see the teacher, but he found that others seemed to be used to it.