"Let's go, I'm going to class today."

Zhou Hai shook his head with a smile and got dressed.

Go downstairs and assemble.

Everyone saw the dormitory manager, who had disappeared for three months, moving his limbs and doing morning exercises.

I didn't care about the dormitory manager, and after a hundred push-ups to warm up, all the flight cadets began to clear the snow.

After clearing the snow, facing the cold climate and wind and snow, everyone went out for a run, and with the end of the three-kilometer content, they led the team back to eat.

After eating, go back to the dormitory and tidy up the housekeeping.

When Zhou Hai and Yang Miao were tidying up housekeeping in the dormitory, Tan Gang, who was dressed in military uniform and exuding a resolute atmosphere, appeared with a serious face and cut directly to the topic: "Zhou Hai, do you have any ideas to be the team leader?" ”

The squad leader, the backbone of the military academy, belongs to the lowest level of the backbone of the military academy, and assists the district captain in managing the class, and has a certain degree of rights.

This year, according to the arrangement of the superiors, the aviation school has reformed the system, and the cadres of the grassroots team are democratically elected by the freshmen team, and the general election objects are the freshmen with excellent performance.

And the entire team of freshmen in the Feizhi major, the freshman with the best performance, is tantamount to Zhou Hai, who has just won the third-class merit.

"Team leader? Uh, I don't have this idea, captain, you can find someone else, Yang Miao can too. Gently brushing off the folds on the surface of the quilt with his hand, Zhou Hai was stunned for a moment when he heard Tan Gang's words, shook his head, and said with a straight face.

As the backbone of the grassroots level of the military academy, Zhou Hai has no idea for the time being, he doesn't have so much time to waste on meaningless management.

Studying, skipping grades, and becoming a pilot as fast as possible is his goal.

Traditional military school life is not for you.

Hearing Zhou Hai's words, Yang Miao was slightly surprised, and quickly straightened up, stood in a military posture, his face was solemn, his eyes showed a hint of excitement, and said to Tan Gang: "Captain, I have the confidence to serve as the team leader and manage the daily life of my classmates." ”

The position of squad leader, for him, means the starting point to the future.

Tan Gang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looked at Yang Miao, who had a dark complexion and a strong military demeanor, and nodded lightly: "Since Zhou Hai recommended you, well, you serve as the team leader of the first class of the flying finger major this semester, come with me." ”

The words fell, and he turned to leave.

Yang Miao hurriedly followed, gave Zhou Hai a thumbs up, gave him a look, and motioned to help him sort out the quilt and housekeeping.

Zhou Hai smiled, turned around and helped Yang Miao sort out the quilt and fold it into standard tofu blocks.

After working for a while, the housekeeping was finished, and at this time, Yang Miao, who served as the squad leader of the first team of the flying finger specialty, also returned to the dormitory with a face full of joy.

After Zhou Hai waited for Yang Miao to describe the emotions in his heart, the time had reached eight o'clock, and the new military academy life officially began.

Class.

Learn.

The study and life of the flight and command major is divided into two stages, basic education and training, and flight professional learning, before and after.

The first class is a compulsory cultural course, advanced mathematics, starting at 8:20.

The flight cadets, who were divided into three classes, quickly left the dormitory with the corresponding books and rushed to the corresponding classes.

As students in the first class of flying fingers, Zhou Hai and Yang Miao did the same, and quickly arrived at the corresponding classroom to prepare for class.

In the large classrooms, the lights are bright, the doors and windows are closed, and the heating is provided, so that the temperature is stable at a constant temperature of 24 degrees Celsius.

"I have mastered advanced mathematics to the graduate level, wait and see if I can communicate with this instructor, I have mastered all the theoretical knowledge of basic education and training stage and flight professional learning, so it is tantamount to wasting time." Sitting in the spacious and tidy classroom, Zhou Hai looked at the first volume of "Advanced Mathematics" placed on the surface of the desk and thought silently.

The first volume of "Advanced Mathematics" and the second volume have been studied in the second semester of Zhou Hai's third year of high school, and they have been fully mastered.

At a normal pace, the basic education and training phase lasts one year and eight months.

Too long, too long.

Zhou Hai couldn't stand to sit here and learn repetitive content and knowledge.

It's like a slow suicide!

Many students in the classroom whispered and chatted.

It didn't take long for the class time to arrive.

An instructor in a dark blue uniform walked into the classroom, carrying an epaulette of the yellow air force insignia on a blue background, a middle-level civilian cadre, about forty years old.

"Hello everyone, my name is Huang Chunhui, I am in charge of your math class, and then I will take a roll call, please stand up if you read the name, Zhou Hai." Standing on the podium in the classroom, mathematics teacher Huang Chunhui glanced at everyone, his face was kind, and after a brief explanation, he began to name names.

Roll call, in order to confirm whether students are absent from school, and make attendance sheets to avoid teaching accidents.

Although Huang Chunhui understands that on the first day of class, it is impossible for these students to skip class.

"Here!" Zhou Hai got up.

"Yang Miao."

"Here!"

"Zhang Zhe."

"Here!"

After a few minutes, the roll call was completed, and instructor Huang Chunhui confirmed that no one was absent, nodded, and then began the class.

"Please open the first chapter of the textbook on functions, you have already learned the concept of functions in high school, now we will talk about more in-depth and comprehensive ......functions," Huang Chunhui, a teacher with the title of lecturer, picked up the textbook full of notes and began to talk about the first lesson.

In the first class of the aviation school, everyone in the first class of the flying finger major concentrated on recording the knowledge imparted by Huang Chunhui with pens and notebooks, and gradually learned and understood the functions of the advanced mathematics level.

However, Zhou Hai was bored.

It's particularly boring.

"If you skip a grade, you have to make a detailed plan, according to the hard indicators and regulations of the aviation school, I can currently jump to the flight professional training stage at most, simulated flight, only by driving the flight simulator for 100 hours, meet the hard indicators after assessment, can I drive the first six teaching."

Zhou Hai was a little distracted, silently thinking about the problem, and tried to conceive a plan for skipping the grade in his mind: "The first teaching six will fly for about 100 hours, and then the K-8 intermediate and advanced training aircraft will fly for 100 hours, and the modification stage will fly solo, and the coach 10 who will fly for 200 hours, or the Jianjiao 7, and finally graduate, hoping to fly the J-10." ”

Acceleration!

This is a word that no math scumbag can only look up when he hears it, a word exclusive to top students.

However, this term seems somewhat out of reach for military cadets, especially the flying finger major of the Air Force Aviation University.

Zhou Hai didn't know if the aviation school would be able to skip a grade, but he couldn't bear to waste more than a whole year of precious time, all wasted in repeated learning.

According to the entire training process, graduates who want to fly the latest J-10C canard wing fighter will have to go through at least six full years of training, and perhaps by then, the D model of the J-10 canard wing fighter has been launched.

At that time, Zhou Hai was twenty-four years old.