"Let's go, I have to go to class today."
Zhou Hai laughed and shook his head, getting dressed.
Go downstairs and gather.
Everyone saw the dormitory manager, who had disappeared for three months, moving his limbs and doing morning exercises.
Ignoring the dormitory manager, after doing a hundred push-ups to warm up, all the student pilots began to clear the snow.
After clearing the snow, everyone went out for a run despite the cold weather and wind and snow. With the completion of the 3,000-meter event, the team led the team back to have dinner.
After the meal, go back to the dormitory and tidy up the housework.
When Zhou Hai and Yang Miao were sorting things out in the dormitory, Tan Gang, who was wearing a military uniform and exuding a resolute air, appeared with a serious face and directly got to the point: "Zhou Hai, do you have any idea of becoming the squad leader?"
Team squad leader, the backbone of the military academy, belongs to the lowest level of the military academy backbone. He assists the district captain in managing the class and has a certain degree of power.
This year, the aviation school has implemented a new reform system according to the arrangements of the superiors. All grassroots team cadres are democratically elected from the freshmen team. Generally, the candidates for election are freshmen with outstanding performance.
As for the entire freshmen team of the Flying Fingers Major, the most outstanding freshman is none other than Zhou Hai, who just won the third-class merit award.
"Team leader? Well, I don't have that idea. Captain, you can find someone else, Yang Miao can do it." He gently brushed away the wrinkles on the surface of the quilt with his hand. When Zhou Hai heard Tan Gang's words, he was stunned for a moment and shook his head. said sternly.
As a grassroots backbone of the military academy, Zhou Hai didn't have this idea for the time being. He didn't have so much time to waste on meaningless management.
Studying, skipping levels, and becoming a pilot as quickly as possible is his goal.
The traditional military school life is not suitable for me.
Hearing Zhou Hai's words, Yang Miao was slightly surprised. He quickly straightened his body, stood up in a military posture, with a solemn face and a hint of excitement in his eyes. He said sternly to Tan Gang: "Captain, I am confident to serve as the squad leader and manage the team." Good daily life for classmates.”
For him, the position of squad leader means the starting point for the future.
Tan Gang frowned slightly, looking at Yang Miao, who had a dark complexion and a strong military demeanor, and nodded gently: "Since Zhou Hai recommends you, well, you will serve as the squad leader of the flying finger professional class this semester, come with me. "
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Yang Miao hurriedly followed, gave Zhou Hai a thumbs up, winked, and signaled to help him tidy up the quilt and housekeeping.
Zhou Hai smiled, turned around and helped Yang Miao arrange the quilt and fold it into standard tofu blocks.
After working for a while, the housekeeping was completed. At this time, Yang Miao, who served as the squad leader of the flying finger professional team, also returned to the dormitory, with a face full of joy.
After Zhou Hai waited for Yang Miao to describe his inner emotions, it was already eight o'clock, and a new life in the military academy officially began.
Attend class.
study.
The study life of flight and command major is divided into two stages, basic education and training and flight major study, one after the other.
The first class is a compulsory cultural course, advanced mathematics, starting at 8:20.
The pilot students who were divided into three classes quickly left the dormitory with corresponding books and rushed to the corresponding classes.
As students of Fei Zhi Class 1, Zhou Hai and Yang Miao did the same and quickly arrived in the corresponding classroom to prepare for class.
In the large classroom, the lights are bright, the doors and windows are closed, and heating is supplied, keeping the temperature at a constant temperature of 24 degrees Celsius.
"I have mastered advanced mathematics to the postgraduate level. Let's see if I can communicate with this instructor later. I have mastered all the theoretical knowledge in the basic education training stage and flight major. It would be a waste of time to continue like this." Sitting in the spacious and tidy classroom, Zhou Hai looked at the "Advanced Mathematics" volume 1 placed on the surface of his desk and thought silently.
Zhou Hai has already studied the first volume and the second volume of "Advanced Mathematics" in the second semester of his senior year of high school and has a comprehensive grasp of them.
At the normal pace, the basic education and training phase lasts one year and eight months.
It's too long, too long.
Zhou Hai couldn't bear to sit here and learn repetitive content and knowledge.
This is simply like slow suicide!
Many students in the classroom were whispering and chatting.
Didn't wait long, class time arrived.
A teacher wearing dark blue uniform walked into the classroom, carrying an epaulette with the Air Force emblem on a blue background and yellow flowers on his shoulder. He was a mid-level civilian cadre, about forty years old.
"Hello everyone, my name is Huang Chunhui. I'm in charge of your math class. I'll take roll call next. Anyone whose name is read, please stand up, Zhou Hai." Standing on the classroom podium, mathematics teacher Huang Chunhui glanced at everyone, with a kind face, and briefly explained After that, roll call begins.
Roll call is used to confirm whether students are absent and make attendance sheets to avoid teaching accidents.
Although Huang Chunhui understood that it was impossible for these students to skip class on the first day of class.
"Here!" Zhou Hai stood up.
"Yang Miao."
"arrive!"
"Zhang Zhe."
"arrive!"
After taking a few minutes to complete the roll call, the teacher Huang Chunhui confirmed that no one was absent, nodded, and then started class.
"Please open the first chapter of the textbook, Functions. We have already learned the concept of functions in high school. Now we will talk about deeper and more comprehensive functions..." Huang Chunhui, a teacher with the title of lecturer, picked up the textbook full of notes and started Tell about the first lesson.
In the first class of the aviation school, everyone in the flying finger professional class was attentive, holding pens and notebooks, focusing on recording the knowledge taught by Huang Chunhui, and gradually learned and understood functions at the advanced mathematical level.
However, Zhou Hai was bored.
Extremely boring.
"If you want to skip a grade, you need to make a detailed plan. According to the hard indicators and regulations of the aviation school, the most I can do is jump to the professional flight training stage and simulate flying. Only after driving a flight simulator for 100 hours and meeting the hard indicators and passing the assessment can I be able to fly for the first time. Teach six.”
Zhou Hai was a little lost in thought, thinking about the problem silently, and tried to come up with a plan to skip grades: "Beginner Level 6 will be about 100 hours of flying, then 100 hours of K-8 intermediate and advanced trainer aircraft, and then solo flight in the modification stage, 200 flying hours." After 10 hours of coaching, or 7 hours of J-10 training, I finally graduate and hope to fly the J-10."
Skip a level!
This is a word that for countless math scumbags, they can only look up when they hear it, a word exclusive to top academics.
However, this term seems somewhat out of reach for military students, especially those majoring in flying fingers at the Air Force Aviation University.
Zhou Hai didn't know whether he could skip a grade in the aviation school, but he couldn't bear to waste more than a year of his precious time on repeated learning.
According to the entire training process, graduates who want to fly the latest J-10C canard fighter will have to undergo at least six full years of training. Perhaps by then, the D model of the J-10 canard fighter will have been launched.
At that time, Zhou Hai was twenty-four years old.
