Changkong Fighter

Chapter 312 Promotion to Lieutenant Colonel
"Congratulations, Comrade Liu Jun."

That being said, Liu Jun earned his position through his own hard-earned military achievements, and the colonel was not envious at all.

The fact that it was able to shoot down 190 alien spacecraft and Earth fighters is proof of its strength. Many small and medium-sized countries, or even entire countries, do not have as many as 190 fighters. It is equivalent to shooting down the air force of a medium-sized country. If Type 3 is considered a warship, the navy also suffered a serious blow.

Stepping out of the office, Liu Jun looked at the appointment letter in front of him. In just a few years, he had become a lieutenant colonel? No wonder the young soldiers were eager to make a name for themselves.

However, even if he is promoted to lieutenant colonel, Liu Jun himself will not be able to command other comrades. He will probably still need to cooperate with loyal guards in battle, a ghost on the battlefield.

However, the National Day military parade is just around the corner, and he needs to go for a rehearsal. Otherwise, if he doesn't practice and messes up during the parade, it would be too embarrassing, since it's a parade to be reviewed by the people!
I glanced at the form the colonel had given me, which contained a detailed schedule of the parade, and the air force contingent's entry time was surprisingly earlier than expected.
It makes sense, as almost all the pressure was placed on the Air Force and Naval Aviation, with Naval Aviation being the front line and the branch that achieved the most results. Therefore, Naval Aviation was also at the forefront of the entire parade.

Then, among the naval aviators, Liu Jun was the first. Looking at the program schedule, Liu Jun had to take it seriously.

Soon, a car pulled up in front of Liu Jun. The driver was a second lieutenant: "Lieutenant Colonel, please get in."

"it is good."

Liu Jun opened the car door and got in. After the car started, it drove out of the airport. Liu Jun looked at the runway through the car. Rows of J-10C aircraft, the mainstay of Dongda University, were parked in the parking area, covered with waterproof plastic sheeting, looking like pitiful little guys sleeping on the ground.

At Dongda University, the J-10C does not have hangar privileges, nor do the J-11B and J-16. Only the J-20 and J-35 can enjoy small hangar privileges, as well as the J-16D, whose cost is equivalent to two J-20s. In the future, Dongda University will also have its sixth-generation fighter jet.

Among so many air force fighter jets, his own J-15T was the most conspicuous, as he was the only J-15T belonging to the Naval Aviation.

In the distance, beneath the camouflage netting, lies the deployed regional air defense system. Although the public doesn't feel much pressure yet, from the pilots' perspective, radar illumination has been constant since they entered the capital region.

As the capital of the East, this place has the highest level of security, especially after an alien civilization landed in Sydney, Australia, which made the higher-ups even more nervous.

The HQ-9B, HQ-17, HQ-8B and other air defense systems are activated in turn. There are also early warning aircraft and J-10Cs on combat patrol in the sky. After all, it is within the country’s territory. It is not worth using the J-11B and other heavy aircraft to do these dirty and tiring tasks. Only the J-10C medium aircraft do these dirty and tiring tasks, just like the Navy’s Type 056.

After passing through the checkpoint, the car drove out of the air force base and headed towards the unit's guesthouse, where a room had been prepared for Liu Jun so that he could rest well. After all, he had been fighting on the front lines for so long, and he must be very tired, both mentally and physically.

Driving along the road towards the outer ring of the capital, although it was not rush hour, Liu Jun could still see green-plated electric vehicles on the street. However, in contrast to before he left, he actually saw 04 Gao and Hongqi 8B in the city.

"The air defense system has entered the city?"

Liu Jun stared at the Hongqi-8B air defense system deployed in the city. A cordon was set up around the air defense system, and sentries were on guard.

"Yes, the air defense forces have expanded, and a large number of regional air defense and key area air defense systems have been deployed in the city," the captain said.

Suddenly, Liu Jun noticed something unusual about a state-owned bank building in the distance; it looked like there was something on it.

"They've deployed them on the rooftops too?" "Eh? Lieutenant Colonel, you have excellent eyesight. Vertical launch systems have been deployed on some buildings as well."

"Oh, at least it's not like they're hoisting the armor up to the building," Liu Jun said with a smile.

"Haha, Lieutenant Colonel, you're joking. How could we do such a thing? These are all container launchers, they're perfectly safe."

The car soon stopped at a traffic light, and at that moment another car stopped beside it. The window rolled down, and a little boy saw Liu Jun in military uniform and immediately waved excitedly, saying something in a childish voice, as if he was saying hello to Uncle.

Liu Jun immediately found it amusing, a smile spreading across his tense face as he waved to the children.

The traffic light turned green again, and the lieutenant stepped on the gas, driving the car forward. Then he saw huge banners with slogans on the wall, almost all of which proclaimed that the people would win and that aliens were paper tigers.

As ordinary citizens not on the front lines, we may not know the true extent of the alien civilization's strength, but the front lines don't lie. There's so much information online about wars in the Middle East, invasions of Australia, and even the mainland of the Western University (Hawaii) facing attacks from alien civilizations, while the mainland of the Eastern University has never been attacked. This speaks volumes.

"Oh, there's also conscription?"

"Yes, young people are now enthusiastically joining the military, especially in the Air Force, where many young people want to become pilots."

Hearing this, Liu Jun felt a bit of a headache. It was like the Hollywood blockbuster "Top Gun." After watching the movie, young people all joined the Air Force, completely unaware that Tom Cruise's big cat was actually from the Naval Aviation. But the higher-ups must have been overjoyed, since pilots are the hardest to train.

In foreign countries, with fewer people, it's probably enough to make do. But there are too many people at Tokyo University, so they almost always pick the very best.

"Has no one signed up for Hainan Airlines?"

“There are quite a few, but as you know, Hainan Airlines has rather strict requirements,” the lieutenant continued.

"But young people are full of dreams. When we can't hold on the front lines anymore, we'll have to rely on them."

Liu Jun wasn't pessimistic, but who knew what else the alien civilization might have revealed? He couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be killed in action. In that case, who would protect the country? That would depend on the trainees—the future pilots.

After driving on the roads of the capital for a while, Liu Jun saw a large number of logistics vehicles crisscrossing the city. From this point of view, at least there were no problems with the supply chain.

Soon, the car pulled into the guesthouse. Liu Jun got out and said goodbye to the lieutenant. After verifying his identity at the front desk, he took his room key and went into his room.

drop!
He swiped his room card to unlock the door, pushed it open, put down his luggage, sat on the bed, and looked at the tranquil sky outside the window. Liu Jun suddenly felt a little uneasy, like he had suddenly come down from the front line.

I sighed, lay down on the bed, and hugged the pilot helmet from my luggage to my chest. Only by feeling the helmet did I feel a sense of security.

(End of this chapter)