Chapter 032: Morning Exercise on Liaoning Aircraft Carrier

  At dawn, the red sun had already risen halfway from the horizon, and the pale yellow sunlight shone on the deck of No. 16 warship, like a layer of scattered gold, dazzling to the eyes.

  The alarm clock rings, and a new day begins.

  "Right face!"

  The old pilots, although they looked much older than Sun Qifan and others, were actually faster in gathering and forming a team. In just one minute, the old pilots of No. 16 aircraft carrier had already gathered under Jiang Yurou's leadership, standing upright on the deck with strict military posture, looking at Jiang Yurou gathering new pilots twenty meters away.

  "Look ahead!"

  "Halt!"

  Although it's a bit slower than Lao Fei, the contrast has brought out a competitive spirit that makes every student feel invigorated.

  Jiang Yuke returned to the ranks, Sun Fan looked at his watch and walked towards the center of the two teams.

  The sea breeze was strong in the early morning, and everyone's summer training uniform was blown by the sea breeze with a "whooshing" sound.

  This couldn't help but make Sun Bao open his mouth and shout: "All old flying troops, turn back!"

  At the sound of the command, all the old pilots, including Zhuo Yi, stood at attention in an instant, their faces turned towards the sun, without a word.

  Turning around, Sun Fu shouted at all the new recruits: "New flights are all here, quick pace - march!"

  Twenty meters distance, twenty-five steps. Each step, each student will line up in front of the marker, even if Lao Fei can't see them, they don't want others on the aircraft carrier to laugh at their new flight.

  When the old flying team arrived, with Sun's loud "Attention!", all the students immediately stood at attention with a "click", facing the sunrise, head held high and chest out.

  This is the first time that the trainees have formed such a high standard of formation since they arrived here for a week, which made Sun Fan smile with satisfaction. Seeing no need to adjust the new flight formation to align with the old one, Sun Fan continued to give orders: "Take Zhuo Yi as the standard!"

  "Roger!" Zhuo Yi responded loudly to the command and raised her right hand at the same time.

  "Form up in drill order, disperse!"

  Upon hearing the command, everyone immediately followed suit and moved in unison, turning right to face Zhuo Yi and Jiang Yu Ruo at the head of the row. From right to left, they were spaced one meter apart, with a one-step interval from front to back, quickly dispersing into a combat training formation.

  Within twenty-three seconds, including Xin Fei, everyone quickly completed their formation positions.

  Everyone is already in position. Sun Buran also sprinted to the front of the entire team and shouted: "Get ready for hand-to-hand combat!"

  "Hah!" With a thunderous roar, thirty-six old flyers and twenty-three new flyers moved with swift and deadly precision, their fists and legs flying like fierce tigers as they gazed out at the Chinese destroyer CNS Hanzhong (DDG-157) two hundred meters away.

  Sun Fan did not continue to give orders, but smiled and said to the students at the back of the team: "You are lucky to be able to practice with China's first batch of carrier-based aircraft pilots. At the same time, there is also good news that due to non-special major accidents, all of you will become the first batch of carrier-based aircraft pilots on China's first nuclear-powered aircraft carrier!"

  Lü Kun's rumor was confirmed by Sun Feng at this moment, which made the students' hearts secretly delighted. However, they didn't reveal any joy on their faces at this moment, but instead kept staring forward with piercing eyes, waiting for Sun Feng's next command.

  The students did not suddenly become excited as imagined, Sun Fan couldn't help but smile and immediately shouted: "One!"

  "Hah!"

  Perhaps it was because of the good news that excited students had even more spirit at this moment, and the new flyers responded to the shouting voice of the command, covering up the old flyers.

  This made Hao Fei and others naturally unwilling, with Sun Fan's next order, the old flies unconsciously covered the new flies again. When Sun Fan gave another order, the new flies regained their momentum, and after another order, the voices of the old and new flies had already reached a consistent height.

  Sun Fan was naturally pleased to see this situation, and he also hoped that under the leadership of Lao Fei, the 23 new pilots in front of him could truly understand what it took to persevere on a lonely aircraft carrier.

  He also hopes that under the stimulation of new people, old flyers can make further progress, constantly refresh various flight records, and constantly create more practical special operations. These are not the ending of the Yangtze River's rear waves pushing forward, but rather a mutually reinforcing and cooperative effect.

  After a set of martial arts, the sun had already risen completely above the sea level, and every pilot was drenched in sweat, but their faces were all smiling.

  The old flies were happy about the arrival of new people, making their originally ordinary and slightly dull days a bit fresher. As for Sun Qifan and his group, they were only happy about one thing, which was that they stayed behind, although they didn't know why the quota suddenly changed from six to twenty-three.

  After everyone had rested for a while, Sun Buer looked at the time again and it was already 6:50. He shouted: "Follow Zhuo Yi!"

  "Arrived!"

  "Assembly!"

  As a burst of "crackling" small footsteps sounded on the deck, accompanied by the melodious cries of seagulls rising with the dawn, everyone quickly gathered around Zhuo, eagerly looking at Sun Fan, waiting for his pre-dispersal speech.

  "Now, let's talk about today's mission briefing... Today, all of you veteran pilots will have the opportunity to take new recruits and pilot the Black Shark fighter jets from the runway beneath my feet, soaring through the skies! During this time, you will be divided into teams consisting of lead planes and wingmen, and according to the instructions from Command, you will engage in adversarial training at any moment."

  Sun Fan's words made Hao Fei, who was originally listening with a happy face while receiving the new task, immediately pull down his face. Hao Fei couldn't help but frown and ask Sun Fan: "Captain, isn't this inappropriate? The confrontation training is going to be live ammunition flight, mainly we need to bring up the new plane..." As he spoke, Hao Fei took a deep breath before saying with some concern: "I'm afraid it's not good?"

  After hearing Hao Fei's words, Sun Bao calmly said: "What? Are you afraid that bringing new people will ruin your reputation as the first-class pilot in this confrontation training?"

  "That's not it, I've never worried about this before, it's just..."

  "In that case, there's nothing more to say, let's choose a person!" Sun Fan interrupted Hao Fei's words decisively.

  Sun's decision was final, and Hao Fei had no choice but to obey. Turning back, Hao Fei also chose Qiu Lin as his partner without hesitation.

  This couldn't help but make Sun Fan laugh, saying: "Old fox, did you already find out beforehand that this foodie is the most likely to be the first one in this batch of students to fly solo?"

  As soon as he heard that his apprentice Qiu Lin was the most likely to be the first to fly solo, Hao Fei's eyes lit up, and he turned around with an incredulous expression, looking at Qiu Lin in utter disbelief, asking: "Apprentice, what skills do you have that even Sun Wukong says you're the most likely to be the first to fly solo?"

  Qiu Lin also smiled and replied without modesty: "Master, I have already driven three types of helicopters and even have a pilot's license."

  "Hey, didn't expect that, still got a good hand!" Seeing the best apprentice had already been taken in by Hao Fei, Old Flying Tan Jun couldn't help but tease Hao Fei, and he also turned his head to glance at the new flying team, muttering softly: "Then I'd better hurry up and grab the second one who's available!"

  As he spoke, Tan Jun's gaze fell on Lu Tao, and he pointed at him with his hand, saying: "It's you!"

  Lao Fei nodded at his own name, and Lu Tao hastily responded with a "Yes!" Looking at Lu Tao's proper demeanor, Tan Jun couldn't help but turn around and say, "See? Strict discipline is the real deal!" Then, Tan Jun turned to look at Zhuo Yi and asked, "Squad leader, who are you planning to choose as your partner for a master-apprentice showdown?"

  Following Tan Jun's words, Zhuo Yi raised her head and looked at the new flight team. However, between Sun Qifan and Jiang Yurou, she hesitated and didn't dare to make a decision on who to bring, so in the end, she had no choice but to turn around and ask Sun Fan: "Monkey, who do you choose?"

  "Jiang Yurou!" Sun Baoer hadn't said two words before he nodded at Jiang Yurou's name. And as soon as Sun Baoer spoke, Zhuo Yi also immediately turned around and shouted at Sun Qifan: "Then I'll be Sun Qifan!"

  When he heard the name Sun Qifan, Hao Fei, who had expressed interest in Sun Qifan last night, couldn't help but turn his head to look at him. He just took a rough glance at Sun Qifan and immediately turned back to face Sun Fan, saying: "Captain, then I'll team up with Old Tan first, let's see how you and the deputy captain do?"

  Zhuo Yi smiled as soon as he saw the master himself speaking, wanting to duel with him. "Alright! Let's go first!" After that, Zhuo Yi stepped towards his dormitory on the Liaoning warship.

  A moment later, all four Black Shark fighters were in position on the deck, and the Sky Soar No. 1 was already positioned on the catapult, with the booster behind the tail also raised. The personnel at Station 2, after inspecting the runway, gestured to the personnel at Station 3 standing under the head of the Black Shark fighter, saying: "The runway is safe!"

  Received hand signal, No. 3 station platform first responded with "Received!" and then raised his right hand, pointing his left hand at the Black Shark fighter jet.

  "Sky One, depart!" The message from the tower was transmitted to Sun Fan and Jiang Yurou in the cockpit of Sky One through their helmet headsets. Upon receiving the instruction, Sun Fan's right hand flipped the power button, and as the entire avionics system began to operate, a blue flame also shot out from the tail of Sky One.

  Wait for another five seconds, and the avionics display shows that the initial speed has reached the takeoff boundary. Sun Fan raised his thumb at station three.

  Upon seeing the signal, two staff members at Platform 3 immediately raised their right hands with two fingers together and their left hands behind their backs, leaning to the right. At the same time, the boom blocking the front wheel of Cheung Kong No.1 was lifted, and with a "whoosh" sound, Cheung Kong No.1 suddenly slid forward like a dragon, accompanied by a whistling sound piercing through the sky, rushing out of the track and taking off into the air!