Chapter 230: This Is L-15C's Big Wife!

The hard-pressed parachute picker is responsible for taking the umbrella, the energetic personnel are responsible for building the boarding ladder, and the mechanical maintenance engineer is responsible for the basic inspection around the fuselage.

The teardrop-shaped glass cockpit cover slowly opened, Yang Xiaolong's forehead oozed a layer of sweat, his body was tired, he unbuckled his seat belt, and instructed Zhou Hai: "Today's performance is very good, after you go back, remember and ponder well, continue tomorrow, and take the high-altitude stall tail spin as soon as possible to change out of the subject." ”

"Hmm." Hearing Yang Xiaolong's words, Zhou Hai nodded in response, took off the pilot's helmet, unbuckled his seat belt and got up to leave.

The two of them each climbed down the stairs to the ground.

Yang Xiaolong was a little exhausted, he looked out of breath, his warm clothes were almost soaked with sweat, his legs trembled slightly, he took the bottled salt sugar water from the hand of the ground crew leader who was waiting on the side, took a few sips, and replenished the lost body fluids.

The ground crew leader, who was about forty years old, wore technical epaulettes on both shoulders, his cheeks were slightly thin and dark, obviously because of the perennial sunshine, and there was a twisted and eye-catching scar on the back of his right hand, holding a bottle of salt sugar water, and handing it to Zhou Hai: "Here, Student Zhou." ”

"Thank you." Zhou Hai, who was like a nobody, smiled, took it casually, thanked the unfamiliar ground crew leader, twisted the lid, and took a sip.

The ground crew leader comforted: "It's okay, you must be tired after flying for so long, go back and have a good rest." ”

Holding the glass bottle, Zhou Hai smiled slightly and nodded without saying a word.

"Hello Instructor Yang, hello comrades in the maintenance department!" At this moment, Xiao Nan and the three of them, wearing training uniforms, walked into the No. 20 shed-style apron and raised their hands to salute Yang Xiaolong and the five ground crews.

Yang Xiaolong, who was resting on the chair, beads of sweat the size of a grain of rice slid down his cheeks, looked at Xiao Nan and the others, raised his hand to return the salute, and couldn't help laughing: "You boys, you don't need to train today?" ”

"Hello." The ground crew leader and other maintenance personnel raised their hands to Xiao Nan and the three of them in return.

Zhou Hai looked at the three of them with a smile on his face.

Xiao Nan squeezed his eyes at Zhou Hai, and raised his hand to Yang Xiaolong to report: "Report to Instructor Yang, after completing the physical training this morning, let's see how Zhou Haifei is." ”

Zhao Ziqing and Han Li stood in a military posture and glanced at Zhou Hai.

"It's okay to fly, Zhou Hai, I'm done training today, and I can rest in the afternoon." Yang Xiaolong waved his hand, his face was ruddy, he twisted the lid and took a sip of salt sugar water, and instructed again: "Remember what I said, go with them." ”

"Yes, Instructor Yang." Zhou Hai straightened his back, raised his hand in salute, and turned around and walked towards Xiao Nan and the others.

Seeing Zhou Hai coming, Xiao Nan and the others showed bright smiles on their faces and said goodbye to Yang Xiaolong: "Goodbye, Instructor Yang." ”

Yang Xiaolong smiled slightly, and watched the back of the four people in the 308 dormitory gradually moving away.

Immersed in the quiet shelter apron, a group of ground crew members carried out inspection and maintenance work around the L-15C Falcon.

The ground crew leader stared at Yang Xiaolong, whose face was full of sweat and full of tiredness, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he said in a deep voice: "Old Yang, have you been flying high and overloading for a long time today?" You should take good care of your body. ”

When he got off the plane just now, Yang Xiaolong's legs trembled, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground, which is a physiological manifestation of the high overload that the body has suffered for a long time.

As the leader of the ground crew who has worked with Yang Xiaolong for nearly ten years, every time I see Yang Xiaolong's appearance, I know that he is under long-term flight overload and his body is in a very tired state.

"It's okay, just take a break." Yang Xiaolong smiled: "Zhou Haike is a good seedling, Deputy Lei asked me to take it well." ”

Today's first actual flight content is actually only four items - pre-takeoff preparation, take-off, overload limit assessment, and landing.

Climbing to an altitude of 12,000 meters and leading Zhou Hai to experience and practice supersonic flight is completely arranged by Yang Xiaolong.

Of course, as a veteran flight instructor, Yang Xiaolong has enough qualifications and authority to add and delete flight subjects for higher education aircraft to a certain extent.

"Don't say much, just know in your heart." The ground crew leader shook his head slightly, and after leaving these words, he picked up the military metal flaw detector and walked to the L-15C with an inexplicable aura on the fuselage.

……

The gentle and brilliant sunshine, like flowing water, sprinkled in the academy filled with military atmosphere.

In the academy airport behind him, various types of higher education planes were falling one after another, and the roar of engines resounded all around.

The breeze caresses slightly, wraps the cool wind, and dispels the slightest heat.

"Why did you rise to see me, it's not like you haven't flown a plane." Walking on the road, Zhou Hai looked at the three people around him and couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Nan, who was standing beside Zhou Hai, rolled his eyes: "Old Comrade Zhou, what you said is not right, although everyone has been to the sky, who has flown L-15C?" ”

"Xiao Tie Rooster is right, that's right, Lao Zhou, tell me how it feels to fly a new falcon today, were you stunned during the overload assessment?"

Han Li's eyes shone brightly: "What the hell, it's the first time that Instructor Yang has rolled left and right 360 degrees, experiencing vertigo and positive and negative overload, and almost throwing up." ”

"They really have only one purpose, today you are flying for the first time, just at noon, let you take out the allowance in your pocket and have a small stove in the canteen for dinner." Zhao Ziqing couldn't help laughing, and squeezed his eyes at Zhou Hai:

"I'm different, I don't think I'm going to have dinner together not only at noon, but also at night."

“……”

Hearing Zhao Ziqing's words, Zhou Hai looked at Xiao Nan and Han Li who were shining with their eyes again, and fell silent.

"Eh, loud, Lao Zhou, don't you see what day it is today? March 13, the moment when you and the L-15C wife set their marriage. Han Li put his right hand on Zhou Hai's shoulder and said with a wicked smile.

Xiao Nan's words were deep and solemn, and his eyes gradually deepened: "This is the L-15C wife!" There are only four of them in the whole yard, and this is the most important moment of a pilot's life! ”

"Yes, this is a marriage, ancient and modern, how important?" Zhao Ziqing licked his lips and nodded repeatedly: "Zhou Hai, you have to make it clear, you are the only man who flies L-15C in our 308 dormitory, and in the entire male cadet dormitory building, only Baitang in 101 dormitory ......"

"Stop, stop, don't talk far, it's just a meal, I'll please." Zhou Hai showed a helpless look on his face, gently supported his forehead, and quickly interrupted Zhao Ziqing's chatter.

Zhao Ziqing was stunned for a moment, his serious and dignified face immediately appeared with a bright smile, and he blinked: "What about the night?" ”

Xiao Nan and Han Li stared at Zhou Hai with their eyes, revealing a tigerish expression.

"In the evening, please."

Zhou Hai sighed.

"Let's go, comrades, launch an attack on the canteen position, Lao Xiao, tell squad leader Wang to serve the best dishes, if there is an 82-year-old Lafite, it would be better." Han Li raised his right hand and puffed out his chest, his face solemn and solemn.