Chapter 553 The fear from the tofu quilt! (Page 1/1)
Whether they are kicking forward or standing in a military posture, the strange formation from a distant country makes everyone feel painful and fresh.
At lunch time, there is a 30-minute meal and a 15-minute personal rest. Al Fang’s training team, who have initially adapted, finished their meal as quickly as possible, rested outdoors, and took the time to brag and spank.
This kind of high-intensity and almost breathless training is something that Afghan pilots have never been exposed to before.
In the afternoon, after an hour of queue training, Zhou Hai's physical fitness and queue classes ended, and Shui Lian, who was in charge of political and ideological work, took over.
The early teaching work is progressing smoothly. On the other hand, the flight simulators for the two export fighter jets Qingjiao and Jade Bird are already being built. The theme assembly is one-third progressed, and members of the Lockheed Martin technical team are responsible for the installation.
Due to strict requirements and the impact of winter, the construction progress of the fighter aircraft assembly workshop is basically consistent with the estimate. It is expected that the construction of the assembly workshop will be completed and put into use in two weeks, and the assembly of Qingjiao and Jade Bird fighters will begin.
The members of the technical team and the ground support team were busy, as were the four flight instructors. Time was passing by unknowingly.
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The sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. In the blink of an eye, nearly a week had passed.
In dormitory 105 of the student accommodation building.
"Hello... It should be hello. Dear instructor, my name is Luo Shaer. Oh, NO, it should be Rosal! God, Chinese is so difficult to learn. Why is it so difficult in this world? Language to learn.”
Rosal was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a "Xinhua Dictionary" in his hand and a copy of "Queue Orders" beside him. After reading out the two most important sentences in Chinese, he realized that his pronunciation was wrong and turned the page. He rolled his eyes and shouted helplessly in English.
As the Argentinian Eagle, a talented pilot at the top of the eagle sequence, Rosal felt like he was going crazy.
The extremely complex square characters, the profound Chinese combinations, everything, almost defeated the learning talent that Rosal was so proud of.
Difficult to learn!
It is extremely difficult to learn. Apart from intense training every day, Rosal became very interested in the mysterious and ancient Chinese culture because of the four Chinese flight instructors.
Unfortunately, in just one week, Rosal, who had great confidence, suffered a lot. He could only master a simple but lame hello and self-introduction.
"Rosal, I really don't understand. What's the use of learning Chinese all this time? Isn't it good to speak English? God, if you have this intention, you might as well seize the time and lie in bed to rest." Lying on the bed to rest Bullo, looking at his somewhat crazy good brother, shook his head and sighed.
There was a strong hint of tiredness in his words.
"It is useful to learn this, but it is too complicated and difficult and needs to be mastered slowly. I heard that this is still the simplest Mandarin. Chinese Chinese is broad and profound, and one sentence can express two or even three or more meanings."
Rosal held the delicate and bright red "Xinhua Dictionary" in both hands, gently closed the thick pages, rubbed his sore eyes, and smiled.
Books are provided internally by the base. Books related to Chinese culture were purchased long before the new aircraft training and placed in a small library for training pilots to read.
Unfortunately, since the establishment of the small library, only Rosal has visited it, picked up a Xinhua dictionary, and browsed many Chinese test papers and Chinese sentence models.
"How can it be?"
Bullo couldn't believe it.
"It's very simple. I was reading a Chinese test paper in the library. The first question was to understand the meaning of the sentence - winter: wear as much as you can wear, summer: wear as much as you can wear."
Rosal shrugged and expressed his meaning in proficient English: "You see, the same sentence can express two seasons."
After hearing this, Bullo scratched his head and was a little confused: "Uh... So, what does this sentence mean?"
"I don't know either. It's just like another sentence. God's sister and god's sister are different. I haven't found out which structure of this sentence is different yet." Rosal sighed.
"God, such a difficult language, I really can't imagine what kind of world these Chinese flight instructors live in, and how they master this language. Rosal, my good brother, are you sure you don't want to lie down and rest?"
Bullough sighed: "The simulator was built and put into use this afternoon. We are about to learn to fly with Zero, who likes to smile the most. To be honest, I have a feeling that Zero is the most powerful instructor."
There was a hint of expectation and admiration in his voice.
"No, no, I want to continue reading for a while. Also, I don't want to accidentally scatter the quilt. It would be too painful to make it into a square shape." Rosal shook his head repeatedly and looked at the clean and tidy tofu quilt. , flashing a flash of fear, replied: "Of course, it is undeniable, it is indeed very beautiful."
The square-shaped quilt was indeed beautiful and neat, but it definitely couldn't erase the fear in Rosal's heart!
Fear of quilts for the first time ever!
A week of high-intensity comprehensive intensive training made Blow and Rosal, as well as the other 22 pilots in training, go through a lot of hardships and become increasingly familiar with the four flight instructors who started different training projects.
The assembly whistle is blown at 6:30 every morning on time, and then the torture-like physical training of push-ups and running back and forth on the base track begins.
One group in the morning, one group at noon, and one group in the afternoon, a total of three hundred, you can have more, but not less.
After finishing the physical meal, the most painful part comes - tidying up the house!
God, Rosal could never forget the memory of hearing that the quilt should be folded into the shape of tofu cubes. She simply couldn't imagine why the quilt should be folded into tofu cubes!
Why?
Isn’t it good to have a flat and stretched quilt?
Also, have you ever asked for your opinions and thoughts on quilts?
Would you like your quilt to be folded into a tofu shape?
Unfortunately, these questions, which symbolize the desire for knowledge, have no answers.
Rosal was not afraid of the old Maipukara attack plane that might crash. He never cried out tiredly during the arduous physical training, but he really felt fear and pain for this tofu quilt, and he had to fold it. Quilt.
As for political ideology, detailed explanations of the performance of the Qingjiao and Jade Bird fighters, etc., these things that may be difficult and troublesome in the eyes of others are not a problem at all for Rosal.
This is the fear that comes from the tofu quilt!
"You are so diligent..." Buluo heard this, shook his head, stretched his tired body, and said slowly.
"Everyone assemble!"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp whistle and familiar shouts came from the open space at the bottom of the building, resounding throughout the entire dormitory building for trainees.
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