Chapter 548: Whatever you need, meet it as much as you can!
The cold wind was cold, like a cold and sharp knife, blowing on the cheeks painfully.
"Captain Fugu, this is our twenty-four trained pilots, from the major fighter units of the Air Force, according to the agreement between our two sides, I now grant your four instructors all the authority except for the supreme operational command, to use all the weapons and equipment and fighters of the Fateh base, if there is any need, we will also try to meet the four instructors."
After the five female soldiers withdrew, Bavino turned sideways to get out of the way, and turned his gaze to his own trainees lined up in a square line behind him.
Give the four all the power except the supreme operational command!
This is decentralization, and its significance is crucial.
What does such power mean?
During the entire training period, the flight instructor corps can give orders except for the fact that the trainee pilots cannot be ordered to participate in the war, and the trainee pilots must be obedient, with a high degree of autonomy and trust.
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Captain Fugu, who had the taste of roast beef in his mouth, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and nodded to Bavino in response.
Fortunately, this guy Bavino did not break his promise, if he did not have this power, it would be difficult to carry out the work of modification training.
Zhou Hai and the three of them straightened up, looked at the Albanian pilot team directly opposite, and observed carefully.
The average age is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he does not have the elite atmosphere he imagined, but is a little casual, and some pilots are even in a state of disheveled, with a faint arrogance on their faces.
Haughty!
Proud of his status as the proud son of the sky.
"Pufferfish, water lotus, lychee, zero, four instructors, please." Bavino, whose face showed signs of aging, turned to face the four of them, and bowed in a heavy salute.
This flight training is related to whether the Argentine Air Force can rise, and it is a dream that he has fought for all his life.
Take a bow!
A bow from a general!
In an instant, Zhou Hai and the four of them were moved, almost a little at a loss.
The same is true of the Albanian pilot-trainees, who stood quietly and kept quiet, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
This ceremonial act is a heavy ritual in the eastern countries of the northern hemisphere, and in the southern hemisphere countries, which symbolize freedom, it is like a monstrous wave, which is extremely shocking.
"Your Excellency General, please rest assured, with the authority you have given me, I will carry out training in strict accordance with the content of the agreement and the training outline, and train as many qualified pilots as possible." Captain Fugu took a deep breath and responded.
Sensing Bavino's deliberate attention, Zhou Hai was silent, his eyes narrowed as he looked at the group of trained pilots in front of him.
"Guys, let's go."
Bavino nodded in satisfaction, didn't say anything more, and then personally led everyone to the accommodation building located in the living area of the base and settled down.
Specially prepared for flight instructors, the interior is modernly renovated, with private bathrooms and balconies, and is full of traditional South American elements, all spacious and clean single rooms.
The exterior is manned by a squad-sized number of Afghan soldiers, armed with live ammunition, and serves as 24-hour protection.
In addition, the Albanian Air Force has also equipped a beautiful and young female orderly for the four members of the flight instructor corps to Afghanistan, who is responsible for daily cleaning and daily life, and provides good living conditions for the flight instructors as much as possible.
Base, accommodation building.
"Instructor Zero, this is your dormitory, No. 104, I have already arranged the quilt for you and cleaned the dormitory, it is now 3:40 p.m., and there are still 2 hours and 20 minutes until dinner time, do you need anything now?"
Iliel, a female orderly in a simple lady's military uniform, held a highly confidential life record book and a signature pen in her hand, and her clean and beautiful face appeared solemn, and reported to Zhou Hai, who was a little speechless in front of her.
Bedroom No. 104, Zhou Hai's exclusive single bedroom.
"No, Comrade Iriel, thank you very much."
Looking at the female soldier Iliel standing at the door of the dormitory, Zhou Hai, who was quite helpless in his heart, smiled politely, turned around and walked into bedroom 104.
This female orderly named Iliel belongs to the Albanian side and the Air Force, with the rank of first class, and is the most beautiful female soldier who served roast beef in the greeting ceremony.
To be honest, Zhou Hai is not interested in the female orderly Iliel, although she is very beautiful, tall, and full of South American women's style.
However, this has nothing to do with him at all, Zhou Hai is used to living alone, and he doesn't want to do anything to betray other people's girls.
However, this is the arrangement of the Albanian Air Force, which comes from Major General Pavino, Zhou Hai and the entire flight instructor team, but there is no way to shirk it.
"No thanks, Instructor Zero, I'm your orderly, and whatever you need, I'll do my best to meet it." Iliel followed Zhou Hai into bedroom 104, pursed her lips, and said in a straight voice.
Zhou Hai had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, shook his head slightly, naturally knew the meaning of this sentence, and said bluntly: "Thank you, Comrade Iliel, I don't have any needs for the time being, you go out first, I want to stay alone." ”
Any need will be met as much as possible!
This sentence is easy to understand, concise and clear.
The needs of men are nothing more than three kinds - spiritual, material, and physiological.
However, Zhou Haike did not have the slightest need or idea about physiology.
"Okay, Instructor Zero, I'm right outside the door, you can call me immediately if you have anything."
Iliel was slightly stunned, happy and a little disappointed in her heart, and after reminding her, she took her life notebook and pen and turned around to leave bedroom 104.
As one of the members of the group, Iliel has long been ready to dedicate everything to the motherland, whether it is the hard work during the mission, or her own body.
"Bang!" The bedroom door closes gently.
"Even if you are specially equipped with orderlies, it turns out that it is still a woman, and the woman is still young and beautiful, this beauty is ......"
The room was filled with the smell of fresheners and the fragrance of the girl's body, Zhou Hai put down his luggage backpack, shook his head, looked at the quilt spread out and straightened, almost integrated into the subconscious of the body's instinct, and folded it into a beautiful and upright tofu cube.
This is the subconscious, or rather the obsessive-compulsive disorder of the military.
The quilt must be a tofu block, otherwise, I feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Knock knock!" The quilt was just folded, and there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Zhou Hai, open the door, the captain will let us go to the 101 dormitory for a small meeting." Lychee's voice came in.
"Here we are."
Zhou Hai, who was about to check whether there was a bug in the bedroom, immediately responded, got up and opened the door, and saw Lychee and Iliel standing at the door, plus another beautiful female orderly.