Above the capital, Yuan Yi controlled the White Emperor fighter jet to begin its descent.
At this point, he was still hundreds of miles away from the airport, but fortunately, he was at a high enough altitude.
After the engine stopped, he could only propel himself forward by gliding.
Using altitude to increase speed, they headed directly towards the airport.
Any other fighter jet would never have allowed you to fly towards Beijing like this.
They all mean you'll be forced to make an emergency landing at another airport.
After all, Beijing is our mother's capital city; it's impossible for anything to happen there.
It is important to know about every passenger plane or fighter jet that flies over Beijing or approaches and arrives in Beijing.
Once inside the air defense zone of Beijing, missiles will lock onto you in advance at any moment.
If anything seems amiss, a warning is likely to be issued.
If they don't heed the advice, then air-to-ground missiles will be launched directly.
This is no joke.
Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, our mother has never let up on the air defense front.
Sometimes you might see unidentified fire-like objects flying across the sky in the middle of the night.
Don't doubt it, it could very well be the exhaust plume of a surface-to-air missile or an air-to-air missile.
Those in the flight control room were intently watching the large screen.
A silver-gray aircraft appeared in mid-air.
"I saw it, I saw it."
At this point, even the senior professors at the flight control center couldn't care less about being in their rooms.
They all rushed out with high-powered binoculars.
Once back on the viewing platform, everyone immediately picked up their binoculars.
Then, through the binoculars, I saw a fighter jet wobbling and constantly adjusting its flight attitude.
Thirty kilometers.
"Haidongqing, 30 kilometers to go."
Su Jianjun looked at the data on the big screen and said to Yuan Yi.
At this point, Yuan Yi's altitude had dropped to 1,000 meters.
If the fighter jet cannot be controlled within a kilometer, it is very likely that it will be forced to make an emergency landing somewhere else.
Keep in mind that they were already in the suburbs of the capital. If they went into other places, they would be in other provinces.
It could be a national highway, a town, a village, or so on.
"rest assured."
Yuan Yi's voice remained steady.
This also made everyone admire his excellent emotional control.
Twenty kilometers, ten kilometers, five kilometers.
At an altitude of less than 300 meters above the park, the silver-gray fighter jet wobbled towards the runway and then plunged down.
Everyone's hearts were pounding with tension.
Then the fighter jet came to a steady stop on the runway.
After gliding for a while, it came to a stop.
Ground staff drove a tow truck over, locked the fighter jet's front wheels, and began towing it toward the hangar.
Yuan Yi had just opened the hatch when the fighter jet arrived at the hangar.
Then they saw Su Jianjun leading a group of gray-haired professors rushing over.
Yuan Yi's mind went blank for a moment.
Because these elderly professors who came were really old, some of them were even being pushed over in wheelchairs.
He even saw Elder Zhou and Elder Chu behind him.
Old Zhou and Old Chu, noticing the way Yuan Yi was looking at them, gave him a thumbs-up.
Yuan Yi smiled when he saw it.
He didn't take off his helmet, after all, his identity still needed to be kept secret.
Although these senior professors are of a high enough rank.
However, there is no need to expose yourself.
Yuan Yi had expected that the old professors would rush over and bombard him with questions.
Unfortunately, he saw that group of people, who bypassed him and headed straight for the fighter jets behind them.
Looking at the fighter jet in front of them, they were moved to tears.
Some people even gently stroked the wings of the fighter jets, disregarding the fact that they had just landed.
The caresses were as tender as if he were looking at his own wife.
His eyes were filled with intense emotion.
"Don't you understand?"
At that moment, a familiar voice rang in Yuan Yi's ears.
No, I understand.
Yuan Yi did not turn his head.
Old Zhou and Old Chu stood beside Yuan Yi.
The one who just spoke was Elder Chu.
"They are all heroes who dedicated their lives to the rise of the nation."
"See that old man at the head of the group?"
"He is the chief designer of Gou Shi, and Academician Song, your father-in-law's mentor."
"I am ninety-nine years old this year, but I am still concerned about the country's aerospace industry."
"Another chief designer of the 10-to-16 design team."
"The others are all designers who participated in the design of the carrier-based aircraft, including Hook 10, Hook 16, 20 Hime, Ginkgo Leaf, Hook 50, Hook 18, and Hook 35."
Yuan Yi looked at the group of elderly people in front of him and said with a sigh.
"They are the ones who supported our country's aviation industry."
"It was also their fighter jets that protected our airspace."
"Without them, our country's aviation industry would not have developed so rapidly."
Hearing Yuan Yi's words, Old Chu sighed.
"Yes, quite a few of these people participated in the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China."
"They knew they had heard Mr. Zhou's words."
"If we don't have enough planes, we'll fly them twice."
The situation was incredibly difficult back then; we didn't have any domestically produced aircraft, and we relied entirely on captured planes.
In addition, after years of fighting, there are almost no warplanes left intact.
Furthermore, they also had to guard against enemy attacks.
One can imagine what the scene was like.
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