Chapter 560 Red Five Stars!
Major Fang quickly assessed the condition of the aircraft. In fact, there was nothing much to assess. Being hit by a missile at such a deep location would definitely not be a good result. It was just a matter of parachuting immediately or later.

If you can’t fly, parachute immediately.

It can fly, but it cannot maintain an altitude above 20000 meters without falling down. After a while, other fighter jets that swarm in will tear it to pieces.

But he didn't need to worry about whether to parachute. Most of the electronic equipment no longer sent any messages. They were completely dead. If he didn't want to jump, he didn't have to.

When pulling the ejection handle, he even wondered, we are of the same origin, why can we only buy planes on credit, but they can even shoot me down with their own weapons?

At this moment, the command center heard Qingyun 02's report and was filled with jubilation.

If we can take down 24000, then we have the means to deal with basically all the interference from the other side.

In just half a year, we have risen from a low altitude of several hundred meters to an altitude of more than 20,000 meters, and gradually been able to annihilate all invading enemies!
However, everyone’s joy did not last long, as Qingyun 02’s second report made everyone nervous again.

"Qingyun 01 has parachuted! Please organize a search and rescue as soon as possible!"

Just after Qingyun 01 completed the attack, the engine, which was already at its stopping limit, could no longer sustain the pressure.

To make matters worse, the missile's aerodynamic shape changes after it leaves the aircraft.

The already taut steel wire cannot withstand even the slightest unexpected impact.

The change in aerodynamic shape brought about a change in the aircraft's flight state. The change in flight state disrupted the air flow in the air inlet. The change in air flow completely caused the engine, which was already at its limit, to stop working.

In short, the plane stalled, went into a spin, and fell.

When Qingyun 02 pressed down its nose, this was the situation that was seen. 01 was falling down at a very fast speed in an abnormal state.

"Dongyao, Dongyao, please answer if you hear me."

"Dongyao, please reply!"

"Dongyao! Dongyao!"

02 did not respond to any of Qingyun 01's calls.

At this moment, he was struggling with the physical discomfort caused by the stalled plane and the spin.

An airplane with both engines parked has completely lost power. If the stall spiral cannot be corrected, restarting the engines by diving is a fantasy.

Our army once had a miracle where the engine stopped in the air and then started again, and was awarded first-class merit.

But the reason why a miracle is a miracle is that it is extremely difficult to happen, not to mention that this is a fighter plane whose engine has stopped and entered a stalling spiral.

Without power, it would be difficult to change the aerodynamic design of the Z-6 into a spiral.

Without correcting the spin, there is no way to restart the engine and generate power.

Resources are interlocked.

The flying tractor is a special case. It can automatically recover from a stall and can also restart the engine directly in the air by hand cranking, but it cannot be used as a fighter jet.

Qingyun 02 circled and descended anxiously in the air. Its normal descent speed was naturally not as fast as 01's stalled fall. It could not dive. Although a dive was fast, it would go over the head in an instant, and it would take a long time to turn around and come back.

At this moment, he heard 01's calm, collected and concise question.

"Did you take it down?"

"It's shot down! Jump out quickly!" 02 saw 01 from below again, and his posture was already very bad.

"I will try again."

Qingyun 01 still wants to save the fighter jets. They are precious and we don’t have many new fighter jets.

However, the miracle did not happen. If the single-engine fighter could be saved, the swept-wing fighter with both engines stopped and entered a stalling spiral would be difficult to save.

02 could no longer see 01 falling rapidly, and he almost cried out into the intercom.

"Quickly~jump~with a parachute~~~"

At this moment, Qingyun 01 had no time to answer his call. He had made every effort, but there was still no improvement. The earth was rapidly rushing towards him.

According to experience, the altitude at this point is already relatively low, and the most important condition for saving the aircraft - altitude - is no longer available.

Even if the engine is restarted, it will be difficult to save it.

Qingyun 01 patted the joystick that had lost its function and said silently, "I'm sorry, old friend."

Without having time to inform 02 of his decision to parachute, he pulled the ejection handle.

Fortunately, although Mr. 6’s ejection seat looks simple, it is much more reliable than Mr. 7’s.

The original complex ejection seat that Mr. 7 had came from the Russians was said to be able to eject at supersonic speeds, but in fact, it was too complicated and the success rate of ejection escape was extremely low.

Pushed by the explosion, the pilot of Qingyun 01 flew into the air like a cannonball. Fortunately, the aircraft was in an attitude with the cockpit facing upwards. At this time, the ejection seat did not have the function of correcting the direction after ejection.

To put it simply, it is like a cannonball, blowing the seats away in the direction they go.

Qingyun 02, which was descending anxiously, finally saw the parachute of 01, which had been opened normally and was slowly falling, at the bottom of its field of vision.

This made Qingyun 02 feel a little relieved, at least the parachute opened normally. He then picked up the intercom and reported the situation of Qingyun 01 to the command center.

Upon hearing this, the command center, with concern for their comrades, became busy, working on the map, determining the location, and notifying the local garrison and local comrades. The series of actions were busy but not chaotic, and well organized.

At this time, two good news came from Qingyun 02.

"Qingyun 01 is still alive! The enemy plane has also parachuted out and is roughly at the location where the attack was launched."

The slowly descending parachute gave Qingyun 02 a chance to catch up with our hero. The pilot of Qingyun 01 was conscious, and looking at his comrades circling around him in the distance, he smiled and waved.

02 You can't see the smile on his face, but you can tell that he is moving on his own and is ecstatic. These days, every ejection is a test of life and death.

The plane turned around and saw the enemy slowly falling in the sky in the distance. This enemy was ejected at a high altitude and fell slowly.

Qingyun 02 was delighted and quickly reported the situation to the command center.

"Great!"

"Still alive!"

The hero is still alive! Although we were still worried, this news undoubtedly gave everyone a shot of adrenaline, and a series of arrangements and notifications were issued.

Up to this point, this was the news that Gao Zhendong and his friends heard at the beginning of the meeting.

Search and rescue takes time. When the notice was sent out, no definite news had been received yet.

Just below the sky where the U-2 was shot down, local comrades had already seen the plane and two parachutes falling from the sky.

Although I know that many planes have been shot down recently, it is still rare to see two planes fall at one time.

The enemy doesn't dare to come in groups, so there is only one possibility that is the biggest: our comrades are among them!

Before waiting for notice from above, local comrades had already spontaneously organized search and rescue teams and prepared to rush in several directions.

In a village, people were preparing to split up and head towards the direction where two parachutes were falling. They were short of manpower, so they had to look for people first.

At this time, the village party secretary rushed out of the office.

"The county just called. The one to our east who fell is probably our air force pilot, and the one to our west who fell is the enemy!"

When everyone heard this, they all ran towards the east.

The village chief was anxious: "Leave a few behind! Leave a few to the west! What if they go the other way?"

Everyone thought about it and agreed that the comrades above were too far away to make an accurate judgment, so they divided several people, carried guns, and rushed westward.

The pilot of Qingyun 01 slowly landed in the field. The pull of the parachute made him roll in the field, and his body was covered in mud.

But apart from the pain in his face from the wind in the air and the discomfort caused by the huge impact of the ballistic ejection seat, he was generally in good condition.

He looked up at the distant sky and saw the enemy still floating there. He smiled with mud all over his body.

He took off his parachute and sat on the edge of a field in early spring. He needed to rest.

He was not in a hurry to survive. What was the need to survive on this piece of land? He just had to wait.

Sitting comfortably on the edge of the field, he didn't even open the holster of his gun. He didn't have to worry about anything. The red five-pointed star on his head was everything.

Our hero just sits there and watches the enemy fall until he is out of sight.

The distance seemed close in the air, but it was actually very far after falling to the ground. More than half an hour later, the first group of local comrades nearby arrived.

The local comrades were very cautious. Although the report indicated that the person at this location should be our man, they still strode forward with guns raised.

As the distance got closer, the pilot on the ridge of the field did not make any movement. He just smiled and watched everyone approach. His hands were resting on his knees which were bent due to sitting on the ground, with no intention of reaching towards his waist.

"Red Five-Star!" A militia comrade with good eyesight shouted out suddenly.

"It's our people!"

"He's our hero!"

"Hahaha, found it, found it, our comrade is here!"

Everyone cheered and rushed forward to surround the hero, asking him about his well-being.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. Why are you causing trouble? Medical staff! Where are the medical staff? Come up quickly, come up quickly." A local leading comrade smiled but shouted anxiously.

People then realized that a hero had just descended from the sky and they had to check to make sure nothing went wrong.

Everyone made way for a path, and a girl who had just tried so hard to squeeze in failed, rushed in with a medical kit on her back, looking anxious and excited, and began to examine the pilot of Qingyun 01.

In another piece of land in the distance, Major Fang landed on the ground safely.

At this time, he was cold and hungry. In order to ensure the completion of the mission, he did not eat much before the flight as he had to fly for a long time.

(End of this chapter)