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The J-10 is like a small boat in the huge waves, rising and falling. The single-engine al31-f turbofan engine is boosted to nearly the theoretical value of 130 kN of propulsion. You can clearly see that the fuel gauge is declining. , even with such a power output, the J-10 seemed to be stuck in the mud, descending with difficulty, but it seemed that God did not follow people's wishes. It was thrown as soon as it lowered some altitude, and even the angle of attack could not be adjusted freely, and it fell into the ground again. in turbulence.

The alarm in the cabin kept ringing, and Lin Mo kept manually turning on or off various switches to adjust. The violent vibrations might have a great impact on the body of ordinary pilots, but it would not have any impact on Lin Mo. He That monster-like physical quality completely ignored this level of bumps. [Search for the latest updates at .z

However, in the violent turbulence, the vibration of the J-10's body almost reached a limit value. The harsh and harsh metal friction noise reminded Lin Mo that the aircraft had suffered minor structural damage. If it continued, it would probably become serious. to the point of disintegrating in the air.

No one can tell what will happen in the next second. The high-altitude turbulence zone covers a huge area, extending to more than 100 kilometers. Although the thickness is about 200-1500 meters, it is just over a thousand meters. In normal times, it can reach up to three meters. He got out in four seconds, but it is not easy for Lin Mo's J-10 to get out now. The word "struggle" is enough to describe the current situation of the J-10, as if it is stuck in a quagmire. .

This kind of situation is often encountered in other worlds, but the high agility of most aerial beasts is enough to cope with such turbulent situations like a fish in water, but the fighter jets that stupidly only know how to rush forward only have high maneuverability but not high agility. It relies on engine propulsion and wing direction change, and cannot freely turn in place or rise or fall, just like being stuck in glue.

The tower's "chicken coop" no longer expects the J-10 to return smoothly. It can only hope that it will not crash in a densely populated area. If it does happen, civilian casualties will put great pressure on the air force. People in the tower are anxious. You have to squeeze the microphone to make it squeaky.

People in the city below the J-10 could almost hear the huge roar of the fighter jets in the sky, as if in their ears, and many people raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

The feedback from the joystick became weaker and weaker, and the response of the fuselage was almost invisible. The J-10 was still stuck in the turbulence, but Lin Mo did not want to give up at all, and continued to work hard. His voice could not help but speed up: "Gold coins call chickens." Hey, the plane will go out of control at any time!"

Although Lin Mo wanted to shout, "For the sake of New China, launch missiles at me" and show off before the plane crashed, he believed that if he really shouted like this, there might actually be missiles coming.

Although it is a very simple thing to launch an ejection parachute, letting the plane hit a residential area is like an aerial bomb, causing huge casualties. Soldiers accidentally injure innocent people. Whether it is Lin Mo who has been in another world or this world, he has been a man for two generations. He couldn't allow himself to do such a thing. He didn't even bother to do anything that seriously damaged the knight's image. Lin Mo had this realization from the moment he flew into the blue sky.

The plane rolled violently in the turbulence and dropped suddenly in altitude. Although it left the turbulence area after fifteen seconds and dropped to more than 5,000 meters in altitude, Lin Mo's face did not look good. The joystick had failed and the plane Stalled! Unexpectedly, he did not report this situation to the "chicken coop".

"Recover, recover, your lift coefficient is less than 1, recover immediately!" The voice of the person in charge of the tower's "chicken coop" became louder. It seems that he has detected the status of the aircraft through satellite and radar. The changes in data gradually solidified the atmosphere in the tower.

"No, the airflow is seriously separated! The aircraft has lost power!" Lin Mo responded hurriedly, still not giving up the joystick, and carried out various operational adjustments. The altitude of the aircraft dropped rapidly, giving the pilot a sense of weightlessness. If he could not Get out of the stalled state as soon as possible, and the J-10 will spin and plummet, hitting a big fireball on the ground.

Beep, beep, beep! The piercing sirens filled the entire cabin. All the pointers on the cockpit's operating instrument panel were swinging like crazy. The visible altimeter was rapidly lowering. I saw that the plane was about to leave. It was an urban-rural fringe area, but the state of the plane made Lin Mo feel entangled in his heart. His hands were almost busy. In just ten seconds, big beads of sweat were already visible on his forehead.

It was impossible to recover, the joystick had completely lost its response, and it was impossible to get out of the stall anyway. This was almost the most horrific accident that a fighter aircraft had ever encountered.

"Eject, eject immediately! This is an order! Execute immediately!" A hoarse shout came from the helmet earphones.

One of the few remaining working instruments, the altimeter, was counting down the data.

Four thousand meters!

Three thousand meters!

Two thousand meters!

Lin Mo didn't respond at all. The buildings below were still dense. This was the result of the urban area's population increasing and its outward expansion. A plane of more than ten tons crashed into a residential area. It would not be as simple as just one casualty. Any casualty caused by a crash represents a heavy blow to a family and their loved ones, and the consequences are unimaginable.

One thousand meters!

"Lin Mo! Do you hear that? I order you to abandon the plane immediately and eject the parachute!" The voice of the person in charge of the tower was so loud that it was almost clearly audible in the cockpit. The optimal height for the parachute to open after ejection is four thousand meters. Obviously, Lin Mo has missed it.

People on the ground had noticed something was wrong. Countless people looked to the sky. A fighter jet roared towards the ground, spinning and falling. This flying posture obviously made people feel abnormal. Many people on the ground began to run in panic. Inside the house, People in the car, all shouting and running outside.

As long as you have heights, you can't give up! This is Lin Mo's solid principle as a dragon knight.

Eight hundred meters!

Five hundred meters!

Lin Mo ignored the repeated calls of "Chicken Coop" and instead turned off the microphone and earphones. Lin Mo twisted the control stick vigorously, insisting on adjusting the wings and tail rudder, and constantly adjusted the engine output.

When the altitude was 400 meters, Lin Mo's pocket suddenly moved, and a ball of metal in an egg rolled out. In an instant, it expanded violently, like an amoeba, and melted in as soon as it touched the cockpit wall. It was like countless small bugs appeared in the bulkhead, bulging out in strips and rapidly extending to every corner of the entire aircraft.

"Gold coins, no!" Lin Mo yelled anxiously. It was the gold coins that jumped out of his pocket while he was not paying attention, and instantly eroded the entire J-10 at an astonishing speed.

This is terrible. According to this guy's appetite, this J-10 must become his treasure. How should he explain it to the base then? The basic international price of a bare-metal J-10 is close to 180 million yuan. Selling Lin Mo I can't afford to pay for it.

Almost at the same time, the falling speed of the J-10 suddenly slowed down, but the flying attitude was quite strange. The flying attitude was completely inconsistent with the driving force that should be used to propel this more than ten tons of fighter aircraft, and it was obviously beyond the design standards. Feeling of emptiness.

"Hey! I finally pulled it back!" Lin Mo let go of the joystick, completely ignoring the plane that was still descending. He breathed out a heavy breath, wiped his sweat, and moved his hands very quickly around the console, making quick adjustments. Fighter equipment.

There was a "black box" on the plane. Lin Mo didn't dare to say anything. Jin Coin didn't say a word from beginning to end. After sweating, Lin Mo was secretly relieved.

Just now, Lin Mo was concentrating on pulling the plane out of stall, regardless of the danger of the plane stalling and falling, and completely forgetting the serious consequences of the crash. Even if he could eject from such a low altitude, his survival rate would be much higher. To be fair, under this kind of impact, even with the Dragon Knight's extraordinary physical fitness, the outcome would not be any better than that of ordinary people.

Today is probably the most unforgettable day in the life of the village chief Cao of Dajiao Village. He had just bought a pack of red plum cigarettes from the brigade headquarters. When he went home to have lunch, he heard a thunderous roar from the sky. Why is there thunder on this sunny day? ! Just when Village Chief Cao was feeling depressed, he heard a burst of shouts in the village, "The plane has fallen! Run!" Almost the whole village suddenly became excited, and all the old and young men in the house ran out one after another.

Village Chief Cao raised his head and looked at the sky, his expression suddenly froze, and his mouth opened so wide that he could almost stuff his fist into it, "I'm sorry!"

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