The Academy Airport, an open area in the upper right corner, is not large, and is arranged as a simple training ground.

A blue warrior military vehicle is driving with the sound of a diesel engine.

"Zhou Hai, when you encounter an obstacle, you have to slow down, and you have to hit the steering wheel to go around!"

"Go around, go around, don't think about speeding up the climb! It's a car, a car, not an airplane! ”

"Don't instinctively step on the accelerator and clutch, it's not the rudder!"

"Slow down, slow down! This car can't drive two or three hundred, the highest is 50! ”

In the simple training field, the helpless and anxious roar of Hu Jun, the leader of the ground crew, resounded, and he sat in the co-pilot seat, although he was already familiar with the situation of the flight trainees, but he still couldn't help but feel all kinds of emotions like a spring in his heart.

Anxious, helpless, headache.

"Okay, okay, sorry."

Zhou Hai, who held the steering wheel of the car for the first time, was a little embarrassed, and while apologizing, he released the accelerator and slowed down.

The first time he got in the car, he knew he was not doing well at driving.

You can understand the theoretical knowledge of driving once you read it, but when it comes to actual operation, Zhou Hai has to admit that he, like many flight students, has made habitual mistakes.

Holding the steering wheel, seeing the obstacles in front of him, he has long been integrated into the instinctive flying habits, so he accelerates directly and drags the steering wheel backwards, wanting to lift the front of the car and climb beyond the obstacles.

The clutch and throttle are used as left and right rudders, the gear lever as the throttle valve, the steering wheel as the joystick, and the on-board equipment as the on-board avionics system.

When the flying habit was integrated into instinct, Zhou Hai's performance on the car for the first time was not as good as that of many novice drivers.

Decelerate?

non-existent, and even want to step on the accelerator to the end.

The maximum speed of 50 kilometers per hour of the Warrior military vehicle is not even as good as the minimum landing speed of the L-5 Falcon, which is too slow for him.

"Buzz!"

The diesel engines at full capacity returned to normal state, and the Warrior military vehicles driving on the concrete road of the empty airport quickly slowed down from the top speed of 50 kilometers per hour.

Hu Jun, the leader of the ground crew, who had a headache, felt the slowdown in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and emphatically admonished: "Zhou Hai, you must remember that this is a car, and it is definitely not the falcon you fly." ”

Fortunately, the area in the upper right corner of the airport was empty, and if it was an ordinary road, he would have to be scared out.

Hu Jun has served as a driving instructor for many flight students, and he has a deep understanding of how extraordinary the driving style of this group of proud people is.

"Understood."

Zhou Hai was a little embarrassed, smiled, and tried to adapt to the different driving styles of ground vehicles.

However, although the verbal answer was in place, Zhou Hai would never admit to Hu Jun that he did treat the warrior military vehicle as a dazzling L-5 falcon.

Time passed slowly, and under the guidance of Hu Jun, the leader of the ground service team, Zhou Hai quickly mastered the basic driving skills of ground vehicles, such as reversing into the garage and turning and playing plates.

The driving style is still full of the atmosphere that belongs to the pilot-the first time he encounters an obstacle, he will not think about slowing down and avoiding, but will accelerate to climb up.

On a straight and empty road, subconsciously throttle to the end.

An hour later, Zhou Hai, who had basically mastered the skills of driving a car, bid farewell to the helpless ground team leader, ended this not wonderful journey to learn to drive, and embarked on the road to the dormitory.

After experiencing driving a car in person, Zhou Hai, who was extremely disappointed in his heart, could no longer raise his interest in driving.

Slow!

It's too slow.

Zhou Hai still likes to fly his eldest wife L-5 Falcon the most, with a speed of four or five hundred kilometers per hour, and the high altitude can easily break eight or nine hundred, and the flight experience is excellent.

The ground vehicle, which is as slow as a snail, still let the ground crew drive it.

The main area of the college airport is still in a busy state, with various types of higher education planes coming and going, and the sound of turbofan engines that plague the surrounding residents is flying into the blue sky.

At the end of the day's flight training mission, near noon, Zhou Hai returned to the dormitory to brag and fart with Xiao Nan and Zhao Ziqing, enjoy his leisure time, and when Han Li, who was exhausted from flying Mountain Eagle B Higher Education, returned to the dormitory, they went to the cafeteria to eat together.

After eating, everyone returned to the dormitory one after another.

Xiao Nan lay down on the corpse every day, Zhou Hai read a book, and Zhao Ziqing and Han Li took the model airplane issued by the academy and studied the underlining and flight maneuvers of the Mountain Eagle Type B in the dormitory.

After the personal rest time in the afternoon, Xiao Nan and Zhao Ziqing were taken to the playground by the leader of the third squadron to do physical fitness, and the three thousand solid rolls push-ups, while Zhou Hai and Han Li, who were carrying out flight training tasks, did not need to do physical fitness and stayed in the dormitory to rest.

A calm and fulfilling day passed gradually.

……

Time is like flowing water, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

At the end of March, there is only one day left in April.

The sky is like a wash, the sun hangs on the top of the sky, and the bright sun shines all over the sky.

The ever-busy Academy Airport, the No. 20 Shed Apron.

"Buzz!"

The powerful low screech of the S-7 aircraft turbofan engine resounded throughout the tarmac and spread all around, and the tail nozzle was filled with orange-red high-temperature tail flames, and two high-temperature air streams erupted, releasing a rolling heat wave.

The EZVIZ airborne avionics system is operating normally, the L-5 Falcon painted with the No. 09 white number on the left side of the nose is fully fueled, and the left and right wings and the belly are each mounted with a heavy 500-kilogram auxiliary fuel tank.

"Today's long-distance transfer mission, formation flight, destination Kuncheng Airport in the southwest region, weather forecast Kuncheng is raining heavily in Kuncheng, the total flight range is 900 kilometers, and the route has been transmitted to you." In the teardrop-shaped glass cockpit, Yang Xiaolong wore a helmet and fastened his seat belt, and notified Zhou Hai, who was preparing for takeoff: "After this flight mission is over, you can almost fly solo." ”

Southwest, Kuncheng.

"Okay."

Zhou Hai nodded slightly, and while carrying out relevant operations, he watched the route marker map given by the multi-function display on the left.

This is the first special flight training mission that Zhou Hai received yesterday, and it can be regarded as the result of testing the high-intensity flight training during this period.

Since the beginning of March, Zhou Hai has accumulated about 32 flight hours of higher education aircraft, mastered the simple weather flight technology of higher education aircraft day and night, and reached the standard of flying alone.

In addition, he also mastered the high-end skills of high-altitude stall tailspin.

"You can slide out!"

Outside the tarmac, a ground crew member waved a flag and signaled to the L-5 Falcon that it was ready to slide out.

Wearing the pilot's helmet, Zhou Hai nodded to the ground crew, gave a thumbs up with his left hand in respect, held the throttle valve and pushed it up gently, and gently pressed the lever forward with his right hand.

Treat your beloved wife as gently as water.

"Buzz!"

The engine sound was slightly enhanced, and the silver-gray L-5 Falcon, which was quietly parked, slowly slid out of the apron, turned to the right under the guidance of ground staff, and drove smoothly in the apron passageway.

PS: Wait a minute, the fourth watch is about half past twelve, and the fifth watch should be two o'clock.