Hold the control stick tightly and fly close to the river surface.

The river is very wide.

There is no bridge blocking it.

Continue to lower the height.

80 meters…

50 meters…

Finally, the engine sprayed out a powerful airflow, sweeping up the river water and forming a snow-white mist.

"Look!"

"Look!"

The people on both sides of the river suddenly became energetic.

As the plane passed by, all the water on the river was swept up and then dispersed in the air.

Like a dream or an illusion.

As crazy as drunk.

"he……"

Qi Qingluan also saw it.

I couldn't help feeling confused and my eyes were blurred.

It must be him.

It must be him.

Her intuition told him that the guy flying the plane over the river at low altitude must be Zhang Yong.

I can't explain my intuition. Maybe it's telepathy?

Maybe he's the only one who can be so stubborn?

but……

Why don’t I hate his tugging at all now?

On the contrary, I hope he is more attractive...

"Crash..."

"Crash..."

Zhang Yong flew his plane across thousands of meters of river.

Don't raise the altitude until you leave the city. Then flip over and lower the altitude.

continue.

Just now it was from downstream to upstream. Now, it is from upstream to downstream.

Seeing it once is not enough, right? Then I will perform it a few more times. Hehe.

Throttle all the way down.

"boom……"

"boom……"

The engine roared again.

The BA-65 fighter jet flew close to the water again, sweeping up a large amount of water spray.

"good!"

"good!"

The crowds on both sides of the Taiwan Strait cheered in unison.

The deafening cheers could be heard at an altitude of 300 meters.

Gao Yuanhang:......

Xu Huansheng:……

A little speechless.

The Commissioner seems a little confused!

One low-altitude flyby isn't enough, what about another one?

Do you want to be so happy...

but……

It seems really worthy of being so happy.

After all, today's victory is unprecedented.

It's a little bumpy, that's normal.

twice……

three times……

Four times…

Zhang Yong passed over the river at low altitude four times in a row.

It fully satisfied the needs of the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait to watch the excitement. It was not until they shouted hoarse that the price rose.

Return to the height of 300 meters.

After a while, the tower reported that the Soviets were not involved.

There are no aircraft on the ground that can continue to take off. Those that can take off have all taken off before.

What a pity.

Since the quantity is not enough, let’s make up for the quality.

In addition to flying across the river at low altitude, are there any other actions that can entertain everyone?

Somersault?

Spiraling to the sky?

A little difficult.

The main reason is that the time is too short and there is not enough time to appreciate it.

Must be exciting.

There must be a longer period of time.

Let most people see it...

However, I didn't expect it.

Had no choice but to continue cruising.

The tower suddenly called.

"Mr. Commissioner..."

"speak."

"Your Majesty, Commissioner, Lanzhou Airport is preparing to take off a group of bombers to Hankou Airport tomorrow."

"knew."

"Commissioner, Commander Qian, please make your decision."

"When will they take off? When will they arrive?"

"It is expected to take off at nine in the morning and arrive around one in the afternoon. The flight will take four hours."

"approve."

"clear."

The tower immediately recorded the incident.

Zhang Yong turned off the communicator and tilted his head, remembering the previous report.

It seems that there was a rumor that Nanchang Airport was also preparing to station a group of bombers. But then they did not arrive. They still do not come now.

There are still many problems in coordination within the National Air Force and coordination with the Soviets.

Many times, orders are changed overnight. Notices are sent out, but they change again.

In the final analysis, there is still no strong command.

The Soviet Volunteer Air Force aiding China had its own command system. The national air force could only coordinate but could not give direct orders.

The situation of the later Chennault Flying Tigers was similar, but slightly better. They were semi-mercenaries.
To be continued...