Chapter 558: Three More Months to Celebrate the New Year! (Ask for a commuter pass)

God, Rosal couldn't believe it.

The two people standing next to them were even more dumbfounded, and they were so shocked that they couldn't even speak.

"The main reason why you crashed many times in the simulation is because of the habits formed by your body, your inability to understand the fly-by-wire control and the performance of the fighter itself, and the lack of theoretical knowledge at the beginning. In addition, as a pilot, you must ensure that you are calm and control your emotions at all times. ”

Glancing at RoSal and the two people in the third group, Zhou Hai's eyes turned to the re-changing picture on the big screen, and pointed out the problem point, explaining like a teacher.

"Yes, Instructor."

Rosar's mind quickly regained his composure, he came to his senses, his eyes stared at Zhou Hai, and he nodded seriously.

This is the word recorded in the "Xinhua Dictionary" - teaching.

He could clearly feel that this flight instructor, who was many years younger than him, was extremely powerful, and had superb flying skills and strength, which was by no means the straw bag that he had subconsciously thought at the first impression.

Although he hadn't seen the young Instructor Zero make a move, he trusted his own judgment.

"Rosal, you are the person with the best results in the fourth group, and you are also an excellent Argentine pilot, with strong plasticity, work hard and strive to be the first to pass the flight simulation assessment."

Perceiving Rosal's attitude, Zhou Hai had a good impression of the pilot who also found time to learn Chinese in addition to training, and encouraged.

Learning Chinese means reading books.

To like to read means to understand the phrase 'learning makes me happy'.

For the pilot Rosal, Zhou Hai's first impression of him was not bad.

Of course, it is useless to have a good impression, and Zhou Hai will only teach the prescribed basic flying techniques.

"I will, Instructor."

Hearing this, Rosal's eyes froze, and his face was serious and solemn.

In the simulation room, the sound of crash explosions sounded again one after another, and the three Santo, who had been simulating training, left the flight simulation room after a short rest, and returned to the dormitory to sum up their experience and ponder how to fly it.

Time gradually faded, and not long after, it was already evening, and the base canteen sent someone to deliver an elaborate dinner, and after a simple meal, the second flight simulation training did not end until nine o'clock in the evening.

At the end of the training, you can leave without lingering.

After the fourth and sixth place training was over, Albert, Andre and Rosalle got on board one after another, and came into contact with the advanced fully realistic cockpit and bee-eye sight, and carefully looked at it several times with a curious gaze, and then began the simulation.

Simulation training begins, which means crash!

Even Rosal, who has been waiting to ponder, is no exception, and the superior and advanced fighter performance and operation methods can only be known and understood after experiencing it firsthand.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the Taihang turbofan engine filled the narrow cockpit, and Rosal, who was covered with sweat, was engrossed in controlling the fighter, holding the real joystick with his right hand and staring at the big screen in front of him.

The simulated screen changes rapidly, and the Jade Bird fighter, with a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, gradually reduces its altitude and speed, facing the straight and slender main runway of the base.

Now in the twenty-second flight simulation, it belongs to the most critical landing phase.

With rich experience in simulating many crashes, Rosar carefully controlled the Jade Bird fighter, and after the speed dropped to 280 kilometers, the height was appropriate, and he pressed the landing gear button, pulled the lever back slightly, and raised the nose of the aircraft.

"Squeak!" A sharp simulated friction sound was heard, and after a relatively violent jolt, the fighter plane successfully landed.

"Haha, I'm Rosal, the twenty-second complete flight simulation!" In an instant, a laugh full of comfort came from the No. 3 flight simulator.

"Twenty-second, it is indeed a genius, the flight simulation performance is excellent, according to this progress, it seems that he can become the first pilot in the whole base to get on the plane."

Looking at the data displayed on the big screen, and then judging according to his own special way, Zhou Hai's eyes narrowed, and a look of satisfaction appeared, and he recorded the results: "Rosal, continue to simulate." ”

Being young means being malleable and talented, and the body can adapt more quickly to unfamiliar environments and discomforts, which is Rosal's strength.

"Yes, Instructor."

Rosal's response was heard over the radio.

The training continued, and with the first success, he accumulated valuable success experience, and Rosal's second flight simulation was very handy and proficient.

Three times.

Five times.

Ten times.

Time went by, and as the flight simulation was successful again and again, the number of times became more and more experienced.

Rosal, who belonged to the fourth group and the youngest pilot in the first group of training, has already begun to rise imperceptibly.

……

Early in the morning, a little closer.

The weather is cold, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Zhou Hai left, walked out of the flight simulation room, said goodbye to the last three trained pilots, ended today's busy training life, and left with a full and busy training insight, facing the cold wind wrapped in the thick cold.

The greenery of the Fateh base is not good, it can be said that there is almost none, and the cold wind from the desert is howling, like a cold and sharp knife.

"If nothing else, this Rosar should be the fastest pilot to get on the plane, the training progress is fast, and the talent is top."

Walking on the dark and quiet road, Zhou Hai looked at the night sky covered by dark clouds, a little disappointed, thinking silently, sorting out his thoughts and the arrangement of the coaching task in his mind, thinking about it, suddenly remembering today's day, he couldn't help sighing: "Tomorrow is November 1st, ...... There are still three months to go before the Chinese New Year in China. ”

Spring festival!

This is a special word with extraordinary meaning to the Chinese people.

This year is the second year after Zhou Hai's eighteenth birthday, which also means that he will be one year older and enter the threshold of twenty.

Now, it has been a month since I left the familiar land, although there is no psychological burden, but a faint homesickness is shrouded in my heart.

"Why do you suddenly feel a little sentimental, forget it, I don't want to do it so much, just make Argentine money steadily, the first batch of frogs and bluebirds will go off the assembly line in three weeks, and I will be able to fly well then, and I haven't flown for almost two months."

Zhou Hai shook his head lightly, smiled, abandoned the homesickness in his mind, and walked towards the instructor's accommodation building that was already approaching.

The eagle always yearns for the blue sky, and in a sense, this is the longest grounding period since Zhou Hai's service career.

Just when Zhou Hai had just returned to the instructor's dormitory building, Iliel, a female orderly who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him: "Instructor Zero, you are back, do you need any help?" ”

"Uh, for the time being......" Zhou Hai looked at the young and beautiful Iliel, a little headache, and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"Zero, let's take a trip, there's something important to inform."

At this time, the voice of the captain puffer fish came.

PS: There will be more soon, five watches today.