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322 was sent to Fengtian to disassemble and check the engine, and it took at least half a month before returning to the team. During this period, the base received a training mission for land and air contract operations, and Yan Mingxin immediately drove the spare plane to the designated airport with the team.

This trip is not simply to show the usual training results, but to conduct discussions and exercises on cracking the latest tactical weapons that have appeared in the world.Even if the development progress of the other party is not clear, and it may still be in its infancy, they must go hand in hand with military scientific research at the latest and fastest speed, provide mutual feedback and assistance, and win this battle without a fight before the threat takes shape.

There is another land-air joint force acting as the enemy according to the attack mode of the imaginary enemy. Yan Mingxin is responsible for the defensive counterattack mission, and everything is deduced according to the real battlefield, using electronic bombs to simulate the attack.Due to the need to improve the old tactics, it belongs to fighting and modifying. They don't have to go up to fight every day, and most of the time they perform daily training.When they are free, the combatants will rest in the dormitory and write about their training experience.

The conditions of the temporary dormitory are a bit crude, with six people in one room and iron beds on top of each other.Fortunately, the climate in the northern plateau is cool. When it gets dark, the night wind passes through the border, which blows the summer back a few latitudes.

Lin Jisi entered the door and faced a strong wind: "Close the windows smaller, you guys, don't sit by the window to get cool, it's windy here. There will be sea and air training in two months, can you pay attention to your health?"

July and August each year are the intensive period of sea-air joint training, and September is the naval battle commemorative exercise.Yan Mingxin stretched his waist and said with emotion: "Almost half of this year has passed, so fast."

Lin Jisi saw his training experience book spread out on his desk, picked it up and flipped through two pages: "It's not bad, I wrote a lot."

The captain couldn't help feeling the power of medicine. Although he didn't know what tricks he had unlocked, Yan Mingxin had recovered his memory and concentration after returning from the physical examination, and became their solid and reliable teammate again.

"I heard that a new ship will be launched this year, on the side of Shizikou." A teammate whispered mysteriously, "I wonder if they will participate in the exercise?"

They were obviously born in an era of bustling lights, but they trained in a boring and closed environment for a long time. Saints also have boring times.Between studies, comrades often chat about life and family, and like workers in all walks of life, they talk about hearsay in this line of work, some of which are not.

"I haven't heard of it. It shouldn't be a big ship, right? It probably takes off and lands helicopters. Even if you participate, you won't form formation with us. You are so worried." Lin Jisi said, then thought about it, "By the way, I I heard that the captain of the Kutao Ship seems to have changed."

Yan Mingxin came to his senses, turned around holding the stool, took two steps forward, and joined the discussion: "How do you know?"

Lin Jisi also moved a stool and sat down: "In the past, the aircraft number they flew with the captain of the fleet was 1151. His voice was quite recognizable, and I and the other captains of our regiment could hear it. They said that they hadn't seen 1151 recently. , 1152, the airspace dialogue has also changed, the two planes may have been repainted, I don’t know what date it is now.”

The six people in this room are dead brothers. Everyone often communicates with each other like this. The teammates silently made "oh" expressions and thought about each other.

"He was transferred," Yan Mingxin felt that this was not a bad thing, so he said directly without hiding it, "he was transferred to Fengtian HNA Flight Academy, where he will be an instructor."

"Flying Academy?" Lin Jisi was very surprised, and asked repeatedly, "Why? Why is it so sudden?"

Yan Mingxin didn't understand, so: "Is there any problem? Maybe they just lack an instructor?"

"Oh." Lin Jisi laughed at him, "You idiot, don't go out, don't be abducted."

Yan Mingxin: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know how many flight instructors there are in HNA Flight Academy, and how many elementary, intermediate, and high-level aircraft? If you pull them all together, you can at least form a group by yourself." Lin Ji thought for a while, then asked, "How old is he? "

"It's about the same as me." Yan Ming was anxious, "What's wrong?"

Lin Jisi asked him: "If it were you, would you be willing to leave your current position?"

"Of course not, definitely not." In Yan Mingxin's long dream when he was in a coma, he missed the sky day and night, "But if the superior has an order to transfer me, I have to go there. Let me also teach, I have to go too. Can I still disobey?"

The teammate laughed, patted him on the back, and whispered: "Well done, why would the team be willing to let you go? How could our brigade commander be willing to let you go? There are several spare machines in Curry, you After leaving 322, who will fly?"

Another teammate leaned on the bed ladder and said: "Flying to 1151, even if there is a mistake at work, at most internal punishment, give a chance to make meritorious service, and even the file will not be kept, and it will not be transferred away. .”

"Well." Lin Jisi pondered for a moment, "From training to solo flight, to being able to fly into the air, how much money has the country spent on training, and it will not just transfer young pilots to the second line. He is also a captain—just It is equivalent to the leader suddenly transferring me away for no reason. Can you accept it? Our best physical fitness is only a dozen years at most. After that, we can fly, but we can’t fly the latest models. At that time, it’s not too bad to be sent as an instructor to guide newcomers.”

"That's right," said my teammate. "The instructors who taught me to fly were all in their 50s and [-]s, and their hair was all white. How can they be young? Is there something wrong with him?"

Yan Mingxin suddenly realized his carelessness.The joy of learning that Junyang was transferred to Fengtian and the sense of security brought by his father's praise overwhelmed his reasonable doubts at the moment when he first heard about it.

He asked, "What do you mean? Good or bad?"

Lin Jisi was noncommittal, just said: "I don't understand, it's hard to say."

Jun Yang was picky about the environment of the flight academy, he hesitated to say anything about the selection, he also talked about his future plans and the work at hand, but he didn't say why he came here and whether he wanted to come here.

The pictures of the past flashed through Yan Mingxin's mind, and he looked back frame by frame, not too pretentiously realizing that Jun Yang hadn't said clearly between the lines - he probably left it for him.

Counting the days, it has been two months since Jun Yang came to Fengtian.If it were him, he would definitely not be able to bear not encountering a fighter for two months in the most vigorous years of his life.He and Yan Dingbo were carved out of the same mold. On the one hand, he can feel the pain of losing ordinary happiness, and on the other hand, he has the passion and addiction to defend his family and country without stopping.

What about Junyang?

Whenever they said goodbye and watched him go back to the army alone, how did Jun Yang feel?

Lin Jisi has contacts with many people, and the news is always better than them.Yan Mingxin wanted to ask the captain if there were any other similar examples. When he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but feel that he was negligent, as if he had a stick in his throat - he had met Jun Yang through the medical examination two days ago, and he had the opportunity to ask in person more than anyone else. , but driven by joy, in the sweet obsession, he involuntarily spent all his time exploring the secrets of his body, only caring about mutual happiness, until the timeline of returning to the team was approaching, and they had to part ways.

This feeling is indescribable, looking around the clear dormitory, he really wanted to make a phone call.It doesn't matter if Jun Yang is in distress, he doesn't have to ask, he just wants to know how he is doing recently, that's all.

It's a pity that in today's sky full of space reconnaissance, their transfer, even the take-off time and route are arranged after careful calculation in advance. Unless there are special circumstances, they can't have any contact with the outside world.

Jun Yang traveled through the busy city, and when he returned to school, there were already a few stars in the sky.

Fengtian is so beautiful.

On the playground, the students who ran ten kilometers with their loads were lying all over the ground with their backpacks on their backs, like a group of refugees fleeing famine.Before he left, he sent a teacher to supervise the training. When the young teacher saw him coming back, he trotted over to report: "Report, there are still a few unqualified ones left!"

Jun Yang asked, "Where did the others go?"

The teacher replied: "I asked the qualified students to disband first, and went back to wash up."

"Call everyone down." Jun Yang straightened the book in his hand, and said, "Gather within 3 minutes, and slowly accompany these people to run another ten kilometers."

The sleeping people hesitated for a moment, and they were doomed—half of them ran and cried for their father and mother, and half of them witnessed this brutal killing of chickens and monkeys. The nearest lamp was more than 100 meters away from them, and the night wind made people panic .

In the midst of the darkness, there was a voice that made the students tremble with fear.

Jun Yang instructed the teacher: "The whole team, the ten kilometers that cannot stand up."

"Starting today, everyone is preparing for the theory papers of the flight test at the end of September. Those who pass may participate in the air confrontation in the final contest, and those who fail will not even have a part in ground coordination-I will not hand over the safety of the rear to the company. People who can't pass the written test." Jun Yang asked, "Is there any problem? No problem, you can sit down and rest now."

Some students were so tired that they couldn't stand up for a second, and they didn't care whether they were drinking poison to quench their thirst. They collapsed and sat on the ground and never wanted to get up again.

All the students in one class sat down for a while.

There were a few others who were standing and asked, "Instructor, isn't the exam only in the third grade? There are still three months left, how can you pass the exam?"

"Are you full?" Jun Yang asked calmly, "Is there anyone under the age of 12 by the end of this year? I have only heard that those who are under the age cannot take the test, but I have never heard that they must be in a certain grade to take the test. Passing the theory test one day earlier means that you can get on the plane one day earlier, fly one day earlier, start accumulating time one day earlier, and have more experience and opportunities than others. I will make a study plan for you, and others will spend eight hours a day studying, Why can't you spend [-] hours?"

"The reaction and answer time for each question should not exceed 2 seconds, and all the procedures must be memorized to the level of memorization. Of course, the premise is that you can't be lazy or lie," he said without changing his face while holding Yan Mingxin's book, "Oh , and cannot fall in love."