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Unidentified submarines appeared in Youlong Strait and disappeared after firing torpedoes at passing ships.

The Shanhaiguan base immediately dispatched additional anti-submarine patrol aircraft and anti-submarine helicopters to strengthen the search.

Almost every day, various types of planes fly over the training center. Yan Mingxin watched it once, and the more he watched it, the more addicted he became.Recently, he feels that his addiction is on the verge of attack. If he can't touch the J-100, let him touch other aircraft. If he can't touch it, he will go crazy.

But nothing, the airspace is calm, all the brothers are flying smoothly, no one is forced to land here, no one has special duties, everyone is really just passing by.

Nothing at all.Only Yan Mingxin dreams of his vow every night: to be the best pilot and fly the best plane.

It is about whether he can return to the blue sky, Yan Mingxin is full of worries and indigestion.Based on the calculation of the 3000 people on board the Kutao ship, the number of people in the entire battle group is about 5000. Assuming that there is no war, even if 10% of the personnel are drastically replaced every year, then it may only take a few days for these types of work in the training center. ten people.

He and Jun Yang went in and out together, ate together, attended classes, trained together, and sat side by side on the reef looking at the sea in a daze.Although this kid is more competitive than he expected, whether it is physical training or skill learning, he is the first echelon in the same period, and he is indispensable for posting photos on the commendation column, but there must be a limit to the matter of "breaking out of the encirclement" ——For example, if a person can stand out among a hundred people, it means that he is superior; if he is spotted at a glance among a thousand people, it may be that this person is too fat to be ignored; if a person wants to stand out among ten thousand people The radiance is so bright... Yan Mingxin can't think of any other way except to grow wings in place and fly.

What's more, this is only to be able to board the ship, and it is still more than a hundred and eight thousand miles away from flying a fighter jet.

"Brother, are you really not going to tell me something?" The back of the restaurant's humming head, Yan Mingxin couldn't count, he absently split the flower roll into two, and directly filled half of it into his mouth Li, "For example, you can fly? Three heads and six arms? Can you suck up sea water with one mouth?"

Jun Yang picked up the mung bean soup, raised his head and gurgled for a long time, saying that this was his limit.

"Why do I only see the ones going to the sea, but not the ones flying back?" If there are no special circumstances, most of the formations go back and forth in the same way. .

Jun Yang's silence did not affect him talking to himself, he sighed, turned his head and tried to instill the complex of the sea: "Have you seen the Kutao ship? It is an aircraft carrier with thousands of people, equipped with at least 100 ships Carrying aircraft, carrying the latest weapons - anti-submarine, anti-ship, land-to-air, everything, even secret weapons. Advancing, attacking, retreating, and defending, wandering around the sea every day, with cruisers and frigates around And destroyers, with all kinds of aircraft flying overhead 24 hours a day... oh, and there may be submarines under the ship."

Jun Yang was full, and while listening to him, he yawned very, very long at him.

"By the way." Yan Mingxin said casually, "I just received the notice that we are going to the Shengli Shipyard for a mission. We will gather at 7 o'clock tonight."

The instructor didn't say what the mission was for, and Yan Mingxin didn't know either. In short, it definitely wasn't taking everyone on a yacht.

Under the sun at the end of May, the exposed skin works in an environment with almost no UV protection, and often soaks in sea water. Except that Jun Yang may have been used to living by the sea since he was a child, and he has not seen how tanned, there are some people around. When I came back from the mission, my mother couldn't recognize her in the sun.

Yan Mingxin was different. Yan Mingxin shed his skin directly, layer by layer.

He counted the days: "It is expected to go for three days. If it does not rain, I will come back on Saturday morning. Maybe it will not stop working if it rains lightly, so I will come back on Saturday morning."

Jun Yang stopped in the middle of his yawn and clenched his fist involuntarily.

Yan Mingxin glanced at it and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"Shengli Shipyard...has been around for decades. The conditions there are very harsh. If it rains, the dormitory will be flooded." Jun Yang lowered his eyes and said slowly, "The berth is very old, the equipment is also very old, and the horsepower of the hoist is not enough. , The lifting platform is small and slow, and everything depends on manpower.”

"Have you been there?" Yan Mingxin was startled, "When did you go?"

After asking, he reacted slowly: this kid is worried about him.

"Anyway, I'm only going for three days in total, and the conditions are so bad that it's almost there. The flood can't cover my bed, right?" Yan Mingxin paused, and then asked, "I'm fine, how about you? You've been in the dormitory by yourself these few days, Are you okay?"

This weekend caught up with the monthly holiday again.During the last monthly holiday, the building was almost empty. This time, I don't know if there is anyone in the Junyang dormitory to accompany him.

Even though the course in the training center was about to end, Yan Mingxin never heard Jun Yang mention his plan to go home to visit relatives.This person is easy to see at a glance when there are many people, but when there are few people, he often wanders unnoticed. It's not that Jun Yang doesn't have self-discipline when he is alone, but that he doesn't seem to get along well with himself. His "handy" It's just on the surface, but when you cut it open, it's still "unable to take care of yourself".

Yan Mingxin didn't dare to mention some things, for fear that Jun Yang didn't think of them at first, but he remembered them after he reminded him—he should give him a chance to reform himself, maybe this kid just had enough to eat that day , will you abide by the law in the future?

But he also has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the seemingly tacit answer obtained by subjective speculation is far from enough to make him feel at ease. He must hear a very positive answer.

Yan Mingxin was hesitant to speak for a long time, but he found a place where no one was around and asked the troubled boy: "Are you okay? If you can't sleep, eat some chocolate, and if you can't sleep, eat more?"

"..." Jun Yang saw that his eyes were full of unreasonable, and suddenly took his hand.

Yan Mingxin slammed his shoulder hard at him and then pulled it off. He frowned and asked, "Why are you grabbing my hand? The wrist, it's the wrist!"

Jun Yang didn't know whether it was because he was unhappy that he didn't succeed in the sneak attack or something, and he said lazily, "Got it."

Although Junyang has some complaints about Shengli Shipyard, it is already the largest shipyard in the local area, undertaking the maintenance tasks of many large ships, including military and civilian ships.This time, I don't know what kind of ship will go ashore, and the dock needs to be rebuilt.

Yan Mingxin believed that almost half of the semi-enclosed dock had been remodeled when they arrived. It seemed that the time for the ship to land was advanced, and the task was a bit urgent.

The company was quickly divided into three shifts, and each person was assigned a clean mattress, and lived in the temporary residence of the shipping company when resting.There are more than a dozen people in one room, and there is nothing wrong with it except that the neighbors snore louder.

Yan Mingxin's heart is naturally not here, but once he reaches the front line, he has never felt that he is precious, and he is worth the money when he works.

On the last night before leaving, it really started to rain, and the dormitory was flooded to the ankles just as the unlucky Jun Yang said.

Originally scheduled to return on Saturday morning, Yan Mingxin packed up his things, but was told to wait until the tide was fully up—the shipyard was worried about weather changes, the water level was not high enough, and it might need to add airbags, which required manual assistance.

In fact, Yan Mingxin had already noticed that the sea level in the surrounding waters had risen.

Landing maintenance is at least a few months. The general cargo ship must have unloaded the cargo for the convenience of maintenance before going ashore. It will also release the ballast water before entering the port. The draft does not need to be so deep, unless it is installed in the ship to go ashore. Things are not easy to disassemble.

For example, modular warships.

The heavy-duty weapons and equipment on the ship cannot be disassembled manually, and the ship must be dismantled if it is to be dismantled, and the transformation of the dock from the open air to a semi-enclosed dock is not a small amount in terms of economy and manpower.

It's a pity that Yan Mingxin didn't have the chance to confirm his conjecture, nor did he have the chance to meet it—shortly after the high tide, the shipyard staff notified: the clearing of the site began.

When I returned to the training center, it was Saturday night. The restaurant was notified and worked overtime to stir-fry several big pot dishes.Yan Mingxin didn't drink, so he ate pork belly and rolled millet pancakes with green onion stalks.

He didn't eat green onions much before, but after coming here he started to eat them for no reason.It is difficult for him to explain to himself, it can only be attributed to doing as the Romans do.

The instructor of the company is in his thirties, he is quite down-to-earth, and he doesn’t put on airs very much. In addition to commanding and assigning, he also goes into battle in person at the pier. After returning to the training center and entering the restaurant, he sees an empty seat next to Yan Mingxin and sits down carelessly. He took out Erguotou from his pocket.

There was a few ranks of military rank difference between the two, but no matter what, they were also comrades-in-arms who had gone on missions together.After eating for a while, Yan Mingxin pretended to be acquainted, poured a glass of wine, and asked cautiously, "Instructor, have you ever been on the Kutao Ship?"

Sufficient food and drink are the most basic needs of animals. Thoughtful human beings must still want to pursue the beauty of the upper level. For example, listening to news from afar when tired, even just a few words is a great comfort.

Yan Mingxin guessed that today was the moment when he was closest to the warship in the near future, and there was nothing he could do if he couldn't see it, but he just wanted to hear it.

"You said Kutao Ship." The instructor took a sip of Erguotou, slowly exhaled the breath of alcohol, bringing out the endless years of his debut, and said, living up to Yan Mingxin's expectations, "It's been ten years in a flash."

Yan Mingxin's heart suddenly lifted, hanging at the height where he could feel the beating, he seemed to be a little closer to that distant ship.He had a premonition that this was a narrated story, that the relationship between people and boats was unfinished, and only the person concerned, the sea and the waves knew about it.

He remained calm and asked, "What happened in ten years?"

Instructor: "The Kutao ship has been in the water for ten years, anyway, I have never seen it once. The country's most important weapon, how can I let you go on it casually."

Yan Mingxin: "..."

What the instructor said made sense, Yan Mingxin thought sadly.

Thinking in another way, if a stranger comes to touch his plane, he will be very vigilant.

Hundreds of indicators inside and out have been calibrated, and the exterior of the fuselage is coated with expensive radar-absorbing paint, even when he wipes it lightly.

Everything that day happened in just a few minutes. He remembered that the 322 engine was damaged, the plane was out of control, and he was still trying to contact the ground command center.It stands to reason that the ejection seat will automatically complete the ejection and open the parachute for him under certain conditions. As long as no secondary explosion or other objects fall just hit him, his body should float on the sea surface, and there is a huge parachute for him. The rescue team pointed the way.

From a theoretical point of view, the possibility of his survival is actually quite high.

Someone pick him up?