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Chapter 110: Ways beyond the ceiling 5)

Moscow Prefecture, Kubinka Air Force Base.

Grigori Andreevich Lechkarov, just 20 years old this year, is the golden age of a person. His whole body exudes a vibrant spirit.

Wearing his flying hat, he and his long-distance pilot Alexander Pocrecikin walked towards the tarmac together.

As air forces stationed near Moscow, they have to take off every day and cruise around their capital. At the same time, they can also conduct some tactical subject training during the flight.

Stepping into his cockpit and putting on an oxygen mask, Lechkarov skillfully started the engine.

The am-35 engine made a roar, and two MiG-1s slid out of the apron, boarded the runway, and then took off quickly in a formation of two aircraft.

The 1200-horsepower engine was roaring, pulling the two fighters to climb quickly. After more than ten minutes, it climbed to a height of 10,000 meters.

Looking down from this height, you can see the edge of the earth. This is an extremely intoxicating scene!

The heavy oxygen mask allows people to hear their breathing. Lechkalov's sharp eyes looked around, and according to the fan-shaped search principle, searching the surrounding airspace bit by bit.

His long aircraft, Pokresykin, and he searched half of the airspace, and so the two of them flew and searched, circled around Moscow Prefecture.

This kind of cruise is quite boring.

"067 Call 066." Lechkarov called his long machine in the radio: "Request for maneuver training, request maneuver training."

"067, wait twenty minutes, we will fly the first cruise before proceeding." The long-distance Bocresykin shouted.

The old Soviet aircraft were not even equipped with radio stations, and this newly equipped aircraft finally equipped with radio stations, making air flight communication very convenient.

Now I have only been flying half a circle. I have to complete a cruise before I can do a few movements in the air and experience the beauty of wandering in the sky.

"067 received." Lechkarov finished answering, looking around, the sea of ​​clouds was vast, and there was no special situation in the airspace below.

When he withdrew his gaze, he glanced upwards from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly, a bright spot was imprinted on his retina.

In an instant, he became excited.

"066, I found a suspicious target, and the direction was above us at 11 o'clock." Lechkarov called, pushing the throttle lever, adding the engine's power to the maximum, and pulling the operating lever, the fighter began to climb again.

Pocresykin also turned his gaze there. When he captured that highlight, he felt a slap in his heart, a high-altitude plane!

In his visual estimate, the flight altitude of the plane was several thousand meters higher than his side! It immediately reminded him of the situation when the German head of state came to the Soviet Union a few months ago.

At that time, they also dispatched the MiG-1, which barely flew to the other party's flight altitude and completed the escort mission. After that, Pocrescikin wrote a special report about the performance of the German fighter jets at an altitude of 13,000 meters and suggested that they develop new fighter jets to deal with it.

It is said that Migoyang attaches great importance to it and is developing a new generation of aircraft, code-named MiG-3, and will soon be able to enter the army. The high-altitude performance of this aircraft has reached a new level than MiG-1!

"066 calls the base, finds UFOs and is ready to intercept them." Pokresykin called in the radio, and also pushes the operating lever and starts climbing.

Last time, it was escort, as long as it could fly up, but this time, it was a battle, and it was about intercepting. No matter what height the enemy was at, it had to defeat the opponent. Those who invaded Soviet airspace must receive punishment!

Two MiG-1 fighters climbed upward with difficulty, ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand, ten thousand three thousand...

As the distance gradually got closer, the plane entered the field of vision of the two people more and more clearly.

This plane is different from any plane they have ever seen.

Judging from its size, it belongs to the level of a medium-sized bomber. There are only two engines, which are similar to the German Junker-88, but the tail wing structure is different, and the sound of the aircraft's engine is also very strange.

Among the known data, the German Junker-88 definitely does not have such a large range. What kind of aircraft is this?

Moreover, the flight altitude of this plane has exceeded its own level! It seems that the other party is at least one thousand meters taller than its own!

"Boss, we have to think of some special solution." Lechkarov's voice came from the radio, and at this time, he didn't even care about calling the code name.

Ten thousand three thousand is already the MiG-1's ceiling.

The higher you go, the thinner the air. Under the maximum thrust, the higher you go, the smaller the lift. When the lift of the aircraft is equal to gravity, it will no longer be able to go up. This is the origin of the lift.

If they continue to fly up, they will enter a terrible spiral due to wing stalls at any time.

If you want to continue flying higher, there is only one special way!

"What's the solution?" asked Pocresykin.

"Boss, yesterday I left the base and rode a bicycle, but ended up encountering a big slope." At this time, Lechkarov suddenly told a story on the radio, which made the long-distance Pokresykin very strange.

This guy sneaked out of the base and must have gone to find the girl from the nearby village.

The distance between the two sides is constantly approaching.

"At that time, I was thinking about something else, but I didn't realize it was a downhill. I kept pedaling. As a result, the bike got faster and faster. When I reached the bottom of the slope, I woke up and stopped pedaling. There was a big uphill in front of me. I didn't use any force, and the bicycle was thrown up." Lechkarov said: "Today, I will use this method to jump to a higher height!"

After saying that, Lechkarov estimated the height and distance, then pushed the accelerator and pushed the operating lever. The MiG-1 roared and began to fly down!

If you want to fly higher, you have to fly down!

As he dived, the plane was getting faster and faster, and Pocresykin's voice came from his headphones: "Be careful, our plane has difficulty pitching."

This is a common problem with MiG-1. Due to the center of gravity problem, the pitch operation is terrible and will lose control at any time.

Lechkarov's face was stretched out under overload, and even his voice changed. His plane had dived to a speed of 800 kilometers per hour. Then, his body struggled with the overload, and used all his strength to hold the operating rod back into his arms.

His plane drew beautiful curves, just like his bicycle yesterday, running down the slope first, and then suddenly running upwards!
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