Thinking about the long journey ahead, Long Yun's desire to fight seemed to have become even higher.

Subconsciously, he savored the feeling of instantly killing f-15c in a parallel world just now, holding the cāo lever in his hand. He took a deep breath before turning around and walking into the hangar.

In September, the sun is still full of heat; on the vast gray cement-enhancing track, the heat waves are rolling and water vapor is evaporating. The sloping heat from a distance makes the scenery in sight become erratic.

Next to the open hangar gate of the "Chenlong" team, Su Xue, wearing a long skirt on her shoulders and a sunshade hat, was facing the media interviews, filming and a large number of onlookers, chatting and laughing freely; the tall figure out of the light pink skirt looked even more graceful under the sunlight, attracting everyone's attention.

As the image spokesperson of "Chenlong", Su Xue was concerned about Long Yun while dealing with the interview on the scene.

Knowing that today's first battle is of great significance to him and his dreams, she didn't know how to help him. She could only face the media and enthusiasts here, so that he would not be distracted by these things. When she thought of witnessing Long Yun's first battle here, there was a feeling of happiness in the little girl's heart.

Even if she is a completely amateur, she believes 100% that he will definitely win this game today.

——Time is almost here, I wonder if he is ready?

At this time, he was slowly dragged from the constant temperature hangar, exposed to the bright sunshine in the morning, sitting in the slightly narrow cockpit of the J-7iim, Long Yun was trying his best to stabilize his banging heartbeat.

He put his hand on the familiar cāo lever, his eyes fell on the instrument platform that was so familiar that he could not be familiar with him. On the flat, he just tilted his head and glanced out of the cabin a few times, waved to Su Xue, who was surrounded by the crowd not far away; he received her response, felt the encouragement and expectation in his consciousness, Long Yun didn't know how to respond, he only knew that he had to do his best.

When preparing to attack, what you need most is a calm mind; but Long Yun's mind changed and he felt that this was really a bit difficult.

It's the eighth year since the day I entered the aviation school...

Pick up the once shattered dreams again and gallop across the sky from the first game today!

Holding the cāo joystick with both hands, Long Yun took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then began to prepare for the flight in an orderly manner, leaving all the dark past behind. The past is already in the past. After encountering bizarre suspects, he finally had the opportunity to drive the fighter plane to fight. Now he must concentrate and fight with all his strength for victory!

With this thought, Longyun connected to the radio channel and contacted the tower was particularly loud.

A moment later, the tower sent instructions that the fighter competition data link was normal, the competition information was approved, the takeoff was allowed and the competition was to be carried out to the scheduled airspace for the competition. Looking at the wingman beside him who had just been pulled into place and completed the engine startup, Liu Wei gestured to him in the cockpit, Long Yun smiled knowingly and waved his hand to respond.

"Report to Brother Long, everything is normal! You can take off."

"Is the missile powered up normally?" Long Yun still reminded that the performance of pl-5b is normal. If you lose the chain during the game, you don't need to fight.

"Hehe, no problem!"

"Okay. The engine is lifted and ready to start after thirty seconds."

...

Just as the "Chenlong" two-way plane was about to take off, their opponent "Tianhe" was ready to attack.

On the other side of the large aviation training base, at one end of the spacious airport runway, the "Tianhe" team's J-10a dual aircraft have also been parked at the end of the runway, and the engine sounds are particularly stable.

Looking from the viewing area, the two sharp-shaped "Raptors" were dressed in silver-gray air-optimal paint, with two red pl-8cs and two milky white pl-12s mounted under the wings; this is the typical air combat weapon configuration of the "Raptors" when performing interception missions. The fighter jets and missiles are so eye-catching that they already seem murderous before they actually take off.

"Hey! Dongzi, you must win!"

The remote control turned on the hatch cover of the fighter plane. Zhou Xiaodong, the deputy captain of the "Tianhe" team, was about to board the plane. When he heard the joking words from behind, he turned around and cursed: "Don't talk nonsense! I'm just going to go around the sky and play a game by the way."

——It's so easy, isn't it?

Jumping into the cool cockpit quickly, Zhou Xiaodong closed the hatch cover and isolated some hot air from the hatch cover. He started to check the main switch of the fighter jet. He was in a very relaxed mood: because today's opponent, the team called "Chenlong", was actually a new team to participate in the competition for the first time, and the competition model had long been eliminated, and it could only be used for training.

J-7, second-generation aircraft, big brother!

If the competition between the second-generation aircraft and the third-generation aircraft could be tried to make up for its disadvantages in the past, then after the emergence of the active radar-guided missile, it was basically one-sided and without any suspense.

It seems that this team is here to "focus on participation" and accumulate some experience in participating. Who doesn't want the good thing of giving away three points for free?

It seems that today's game should be just a simple experience!

Although at the previous discussion meeting, someone in the team reminded him that the recently formed "Chenlong" team was not an ordinary person and had won the championship in any simulator competition before, he also disagreed.

——Simulator competition, can it be the same as Feizhen Aircraft?

Lucky! It must be a lucky one.

Not to mention how powerful a new competition combination can have, just talking about the J-7, which was born from the G-21, is only the technical level of the late 1950s. If you use such a fighter to participate in the competition, you can imagine that the pilot's skills will not be much better, otherwise you will not be afraid of affecting your performance?

To put it bluntly, no matter how powerful a pilot's skills are, they are not a god, otherwise what value does advanced fighter jets have?

"Request the tower connection and allow takeoff!"

A moment later, a confirmation information came from the tower, and the airborne data link was confirmed to be normal, the competition information was approved, and the takeoff was approved.

Today is the first game of "Tianhe", so you must win simply! Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaodong and his wingman confirmed that the self-test was correct, and the last time they confirmed that the weapon system was loading normally, just after the engine was started, they immediately started to recharge the throttle to increase the engine speed.

As the engine power continued to increase, the silver-gray J-10 began to glide on the runway, quickly accelerated and raised his head, left the runway and disappeared into the blue sky with the rumbling thunder.
Chapter completed!