Young girls who can withstand the boring scientific research life and even strive to be on par with Academician Yang Wei are extremely rare.
This girl named Zuo Xue had such great ambitions, completely beyond Yang Xiaolong's imagination.
However, scientific research is rigorous and meticulous work, and there are no shortcuts. If you want to obtain scientific research results, you can only succeed by spending a lot of time and energy.
Who is Zhou Hai?
There is no one among the best student pilots. The road to the future will be anything but ordinary. He will soar to the top of the sky, guard the sky, and fulfill the oath originally promised under the August 1st Military Flag.
The combination of a scientist and a pilot may seem romantic, but in fact, the time they get to spend together is pitiful.
"Before, I just let it happen."
Zhou Hai smiled on his face and said slowly: "Now, I will not change, and she will not change, that is for life."
When it comes to relationships, he has always had a casual attitude. He would not take the initiative to force something, nor would he deliberately refuse - until he made a promise.
He has a shortcoming. He generally does not make promises easily, but the promises he makes must be fulfilled.
"What you said gave me goosebumps. I don't understand young people's romance. Forget it, let's not talk about this topic."
Looking at Zhou Hai's face and attitude, Yang Xiaolong smiled and walked back, neither fast nor slow, and reminded: "Regarding the graduation examination of higher education institutions, prepare well and adjust your body. The examination will start in three days. Normal subjects. , the difficulty and content remain unchanged.”
Zhou Hai nodded: "Well, by the way, Teacher Yang, let me ask, which base will I be assigned to?"
"How do I know? I have never heard of any army equipped with J-10d. Just look forward to it. After you graduate from the higher education aircraft, Lao Fei will come to pick you up." Yang Xiaolong smiled.
"There are three days left."
The two figures became more and more tilted.
In the distant horizon, the weak setting sun disappeared, and darkness gradually enveloped the sky.
Army Day, August 1, has come to an end.
…
"squeak!"
The door of dormitory 101 of the girls' dormitory building was quickly pushed back. Yi Xuewu, who was wearing training uniform, closed the door with a look of disbelief on her face.
Dormitory No. 101 is occupied by only two people.
One is Wang Zhuyu, and the other is Yi Xuewu.
"What's wrong? Xuewu, what did the director of the Political Department tell you?"
Wang Zhuyu, who was studying the flight posture and trajectory with a miniature J-10 fighter model, said curiously when he saw Yi Xuewu's appearance.
There was no look of sadness and loss at all, but instead he was confused, feeling like he didn't know what was going on.
Thirty minutes ago, Yi Xuewu received a short notice and went to the office of the political department of the college. After returning from this trip, it seemed that something big had happened?
"Zhuyu, I was assigned a quota of J-10C. You and Bai Tangfei are both J-10C. The three of them went to the same base, the listing base." Yi Xuewu looked at Wang Zhuyu blankly and told her what she had learned. and all the information that needs to be conveyed.
Wang Zhuyu froze, and the rough-made J-10 miniature model in his hand stopped in mid-air. He stared at Yi Xuewu, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and asked repeatedly: "J-10c, launch base, are you sure?"
The meaning behind these two terms is extraordinary for the pilot students who are about to graduate from higher education in the crash course.
She expected that she would fly the J-10C, but she did not expect that she would go to the listing base.
And, most importantly, Xuewu was also assigned to the J-10c quota!
"The files of the three of us have been taken away by the listing base in advance. The information the director asked me to convey to you is strictly prohibited from being leaked." Yi Xuewu shook her head, full of doubts in her heart, and said slowly: "Zhuyu, what do you say? What's going on? Why do I have a quota for the J-10C?"
Confuse!
Doubts almost filled the entire brain!
Yi Xuewu couldn't understand at all. She clearly failed to fulfill the conditions given by Teacher Yang to 'break through the Blue Army's 300-kilometer air defense line', but just 20 minutes ago, she learned from the director of the Political Department that she was assigned to the J- Contents of 10c quota.
This content is tantamount to a bombshell for the frustrated Yi Xuewu.
Wang Zhuyu looked at the confused and confused expression of his comrade-in-arms and best friend, shook his head slightly, and said seriously: "You are a fan of the authorities, and you have forgotten someone."
"One person, wait, only Zhou Hai! You mean, Zhou Hai gave his place to me?" Hearing this, Yi Xuewu woke up suddenly, and her eyes widened instantly.
"Yes or no, I don't know. There is too little information available to analyze." Wang Zhuyu held the J-10 miniature model in his hand and said slowly: "Xuewu, have you asked the director about Zhou Hai's whereabouts? ?”
"I asked, keep it secret." Yi Xuewu took a deep breath and responded with a serious face.
Wang Zhuyu tried hard to recall the memory fragments, stretched out his right hand and rubbed his swollen forehead: "The answer is obvious. I remember after you were shot down in the military exercise, did he say something to you?"
"Well, he told Zhang Jian and I that we would win." Yi Xuewu nodded seriously.
After hearing Yi Xuewu's prompt, Wang Zhuyu completely recalled the initial footage of the military exercise, frowned slightly, and said: "His tone was very solemn, powerful and confident at that time, wasn't it? - Yi Xuewu, Zhang Jian , we will win.”
In the crisp female voice, there was a calm tone that imitated Zhou Hai's three-point tone.
"Yes." Yi Xuewu replied, "What happens next?"
"Then, he really led us to win, breaking through Teacher Yang's initial conditions. Xue Wu, I think you can be assigned the J-10C quota, which is inseparable from Zhou Hai." Wang Zhuyu had already sorted out his thoughts. If there is What you think is the correct way.
Yi Xuewu looked solemn: "Really? Why didn't he tell me?"
"Yes and no, this is just a possibility. It's possible that Teacher Yang just wanted to motivate us. The students selected into the Young Eagle Squadron actually all have J-10C quotas. It's also possible that the higher-level organization suddenly increased the J-10C quota. Various factors exist.”
Wang Zhuyu shook his head slightly, sighed, and said: "Forget it, it's useless to think about it so much. Anyway, it's a good thing that you can be assigned to the J-10C. Let's wait until you graduate from higher education. I don't know where Zhou Hai will be assigned, or Tell him where he will choose."
"Um."
Yi Xuewu replied.
Yes, in any case, being assigned to the J-10C and the listing base is a good thing for her, and there is no harm in it.
…
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.
After the grand and important Skyhawk military exercise officially ended, the participating Shicheng Flying Academy and HNA Flying Academy, as well as the Quzhou Air Force Base, each returned to normal track and resumed normal training status.
In the early morning, the familiar melody of the morning wake-up call came out from the broadcasting equipment in the college camp on time.
ps: There are still fifteen chapters left of Pumpkin. I just saw the boss today and I owe two chapters. I owe five chapters to Create an Alliance Leader.
A total of twenty-two chapters are owed.
