"It's good to have a harvest, about the sharp-eyed helmet, remember to take care of it." Su Peng adjusted his sitting posture, rubbed his slightly sore waist, and said, "You should know about the old pilots in the base." ”

"Hmm."

Zhou Hai replied, his gaze calm, and there was no change.

On the first day of arriving at the Pengcheng base, everyone was warmly received with a barbecue as a reception, and they didn't feel anything at the time, but later Zhou Hai found that the base Lao Fei was faintly repulsed.

For this situation, Zhou Hai was too lazy to care, too lazy to delve into it, and too lazy to care.

After the death of his father Zhou Yuanping, he tasted all the world, knew the warmth and coldness of the world, and the cynicism and white eyes from others never stopped, these things have already made him different, with his own attitude and rhythm of life.

To exclude or not, and what?

I don't care, and I don't need to prove myself.

Whether others misunderstand or deliberately reject it, it doesn't matter at all.

"It's good to know, this time I flew for an hour, full marks for live shooting, full marks for simulated flights, full marks for the first flight, I believe everyone's misunderstanding of you should be eliminated, don't go to heart. To be honest, even when I first knew that Xinfei was a 19-year-old guy, I was a little repulsed in my heart, thinking that you were the descendant of a top boss in the country, and you broke the rules of the army and got involved through the back door. ”

Su Peng said slowly, with a hint of a smile in his words: "The first comprehensive air combat license, flying a high-level education aircraft to defeat the J-10A, the first in the Skyhawk military exercise, a 19-year-old third-level pilot of the Air Force fighter, your resume only has the basic information of the stage of the higher education aircraft, and nothing else, anyone who reads it will think it is a fraud." ”

"I'm fine."

Zhou Hai looked at the base runway in front of him, his face was the same, he shook his head slightly, and responded.

Su Peng smiled and said, "That's fine, by the way, do you know how to fish?" ”

"Fishing? No. ”

Zhou Hai shook his head and replied.

Fishing, an outdoor sport that is purely a recreational type, is an extremely distant word for Zhou Hai.

The whole process is too much time, and with this spare time, Zhou Hai prefers to read with melon seeds.

A book, a bag of chocolate-flavored melon seeds, and a cup of chilled sour plum soup on dog days are perfect.

It's a pity that the Pengcheng base, which is at the level of third-level top secret and secrecy, completely eliminates the existence of institutions like commissaries, and the chocolate-flavored melon seeds are completely extinct.

"No, you can't learn, take a vacation this afternoon, accompany me to fishing, relax, pay attention to the combination of work and rest, this is an order."

Su Peng Zhengse said: "The grilled fish you ate last time was caught by me." ”

"This, is it allowed to go out fishing at the base?" Zhou Hai thought about it and tried to refuse euphemistically.

"Of course, the sport of fishing is approved and allowed by the base, and the place is not far away, only three or four kilometers away, what can go wrong."

Su Peng understood the meaning of these words, smiled, and said, "Okay, don't make excuses, after returning to the flight, pack up your preparations and relax." ”

Fishing, a leisurely and popular pastime, does not fall within the sequence of intense sports disciplines that are prohibited at the base.

On the contrary, the Pengcheng base is more encouraging, hoping that its pilots can relax.

Relaxation, an important thing that is often overlooked.

You must know that people are not machines, replacing parts, adding oil, and supplying energy can work for three days and three nights in a row, but need rest and relaxation, and pay attention to the combination of work and rest.

As a high-end combat force in modern warfare, expensive pilots need to relax their stress and emotions to avoid problems due to their long-term exposure to harsh working environments and conditions.

If there is a problem with the pilot, one inadvertently, it can have catastrophic consequences.

An intuitive and simple chestnut, if the pilot does not wake up and is mentally tired, it is very likely that in the middle of the battle, he will mistake friendly troops for enemy forces.

However, due to the restrictions of the pilot's working environment, there are no physical wounds and it is forbidden to participate in unprotected and intense sports such as basketball, football and volleyball in daily life.

Fishing, there are no dangers and restrictions in this regard.

“……”

Zhou Hai, who was about to speak, sighed, his heart full of helplessness.

To be reasonable, he just wants to fly solo and fly the J-10D into the blue sky as soon as possible, and he doesn't want to catch any ghost fish at all.

But this is a mandatory leave order and has to be enforced.

The return and landing, the process is standard, as if it is a textbook, revealing a sense of elegance.

The J-10S returned to Hangar No. 3 and parked steadily, leaving everything to the Second Maintenance Squadron.

Su Peng, who had recovered some of his strength, and Zhou Hai, who was like nothing to do, returned to the pilot's dormitory and returned to their respective rooms.

Zhou Hai silently changed out of the flight equipment, carefully preserved the new KH-9 anti-load suit, as well as the advanced and expensive 'little ancestor' sharp eyes, gentle care, and stored them in the special storage utensils distributed.

After finishing the work, Zhou Hai took a simple shower and changed into a new training uniform without the smell of sweat.

"Zhou Hai, is it okay?" Outside the door of the dormitory, Su Peng's energetic voice came.

"Alright."

Zhou Hai fastened his shoelaces, put on a rough and chic new type of flying sunglasses, picked up the tactical tablet, and opened the door.

Outside the dormitory door, Su Peng was standing in a military posture, wearing a straw hat, the whole person was in good spirits, revealing some excitement, without any previous fatigue, holding a tactical tablet in his left hand, and a long fishing equipment bag in his right hand, dressed as a fishing fanatic.

"Let's go, Zhou Hai, don't look reluctant, it is estimated that you are the only one who doesn't like fishing, you are simply an outlier."

Looking at Zhou Hai's reluctant and helpless expression, Su Peng shook his head with a smile, said a word, and turned around to leave with the equipment bag.

"Not reluctantly, but very reluctantly."

Zhou Hai, who was full of helplessness in his heart, had to follow behind Su Peng, leave the dormitory building together, cross the base camp, go through the inspection and registration of the base guards, leave the base, and go to the fishing spot along the familiar forest path in the past.

The Pengcheng base is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is a small river passing through it, which produces pure natural wild fish without feed and additives, providing basic conditions for fishing, and has always been a frequent fishing place for pilots.

"Seriously, Zhou Hai, I'm curious, did you start learning aviation theory from your mother's womb, and turned regular at the age of 19, of course, there is no need to answer confidential questions." On the way to the fishing spot, Su Peng said curiously.

"Of course not."

Zhou Hai was slightly stunned, and an expression of 'you seem to be teasing me' appeared on his face.

Studying aviation theory in the womb?

If this question involves secrecy, then there is a ghost.

"It's fast, it's clever enough." A smile appeared on Su Peng's face.

Zhou Hai shrugged his shoulders: "Last time, you said that the aircraft artillery hit the missile, can you tell me in detail?" I'm a little curious. ”