Chapter 560: One month? (Ask for monthly ticket)

Style: Historical Author: Nakao 2Words: 2076Update Time: 24/01/12 03:26:32
"Yilier, you're back, how are you?"

Returning to the female orderly dormitory on the second floor, Yilier dragged her tired body back to the dormitory. The female orderly who was reading a book on the bed next to the door turned her gaze to Yilier and smiled.

This female orderly is about 25 years old and is in charge of lychees.

Yilier, who was about to wash up and rest, was a little confused: "What is it like?"

"It's about whether the Chinese instructors made any request in that regard." The female orderly raised her eyebrows and whispered.

Yilier shook her head: "No."

"For such a beautiful woman, it's unbelievable that the young Chinese instructor has no idea about you at all." The female orderly was slightly stunned, looking at Yilier who was taking off her shirt and preparing to wash up, and her words were full of sighs.

Yilier hung up her shirt, revealing her graceful and protruding figure, her black eyes radiating light. Thinking of the information from this period of time, she faintly said: "Chinese soldiers are different from American soldiers."

"Difference? In what way?" the female orderly asked curiously.

Yilier rubbed her forehead: "Strict discipline and kind attitude, don't you feel it?"

"It's a bit. I have to admit that Chinese soldiers are indeed different. They are strict with students and treat us like gentlemen. They are very gentle."

The female orderly recalled her contact with Lychee during this period, closed her book, and nodded: "Of course, I can't understand why they always fold the quilts into square shapes."

"This seems to be a Chinese characteristic. I'm going to take a shower." Yilier smiled, picked up a change of clothes, and walked to the warm bathroom.

Chinese characteristics?

Wait, what is a feature?

The female orderly pondered this somewhat difficult-to-understand word.



Fat Base, accommodation building for training pilots, dormitory No. 106.

"Rosal, you are finally back. How was the flight simulation today? I heard that the simulated cockpit is 100% restored and exactly the same as the real cockpit. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true, Bullo, it's so cool. You can never imagine that feeling. The cockpit structure is very advanced. There are no complicated instruments and buttons like the Battle Skyhawk and Pukara. It uses hand-free stick technology and two multi-functions. The large screen, diffraction head-up display, and the most bizarre bee-eye helmet, which can display comprehensive flight parameters, greatly enhance combat effectiveness."

"Rosal, tell me, are you flying a blue bird or a green dragon? I heard that Santo in the first group successfully simulated flying a green dragon once, and Guluoji failed even once."

"How many times? About thirty times. I simulated flying the bluebird. After failing twenty-one times, I succeeded on the twenty-second time and completed the bluebird flight simulation training. God, I was very excited at that time. The bluebird's The control feels great.”

"Successfully simulated thirty times?! How is this possible!"

"God, you actually succeeded on the twenty-second try. I heard that other people failed to succeed dozens of times when they simulated it."

"It's unbelievable, man. I guarantee you, you are the best pilot."

Following Rosal's answer, the narrow and quiet dormitory was filled with a sensation.

The Alfang pilots who had woken up were almost in a panic, and they were talking endlessly.

The news about the first batch of flight simulation training has already spread throughout the circle of trainee pilots.

Major Santo, who had the best overall performance, only succeeded in simulating the Qingjiao fighter once!

Gulogi, who came in second place, and Sarlan, who came in third place, failed even once. For four hours, they were completely in a state of exploring new ways of crashing.

And among the first batch of guys, the guy who had the most successful simulations only had five times.

However, what everyone heard now is that Rosal, who ranked ninth, successfully simulated thirty times!

"Rosal, tell me how you did it?"

"Rosal, I heard that you used Chinese this time to win instructor zero's favor? You're in the limelight today."

"Of course, I feel very good at Chinese now, how about it? Haha... Uh, okay, don't look at me like that, let's get down to business. Instructor Zero told me the main reason for the failure of the simulation, that is our operating habits ."

"Operating habits?"

"Yes, it's the operating habits. The Battle Sky Eagle is a traditional mechanical operating system, which requires a lot of strength. However, the Blue Bird and Qingjiao use a digital fly-by-wire control system, and the rod strength is completely different from that of the Battle Sky Eagle. It only requires You can reach the desired degree with a gentle push, and whether you can master the two fighters as quickly as possible has an important relationship with operating habits."

"So it's like this, okay, instructor Shui Lian said it, but I didn't take it to heart. I just said that after Santo and Guluoji came back, they kept making putting movements in the air. The range was almost like stroking. Girl’s chest.”

"Okay, let's stop talking and go to bed. We have to train tomorrow."

"You are really lucky, Rosal. I will also learn Chinese after training tomorrow."

"Count me in. I really envy this guy Rosal. I will try to learn Chinese within a month."

"A month? I think I can master it in three days."

Rosal was speechless after hearing the exchanges among his dorm mates.

Three days?

A month?

God, you may have some misunderstandings about the enigmatic square characters.



As the storm caused by the completion and use of the three flight simulators gradually subsided, the flight instructor team and training team at Fat Air Force Base fell into high-intensity training day after day.

Flight simulation, physical fitness, queues, political ideology and theoretical knowledge of weapons and equipment performance, so many training subjects that are breathtaking, have gradually transformed the Afghan pilots from the glorious history of sleeping until nine o'clock every morning to the free and undisciplined attitude. Attitude no longer exists.

The sun and moon change, the stars change.

In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty days have passed.

At the end of November, the sky is clear and cloudless. Argentina, located in the southern hemisphere, has passed the cold winter and ushered in spring.

Even so, the weather in early spring in the Southern Hemisphere is still cold.

The once dilapidated and old scene of Fat Air Force Base and the apron area is gone forever, and now it has a completely new look.

The metal hangars built by AVIC Group stretch like a long snake, with as many as 20 in number, and are painted in light gray low-visibility paint.

These newly built metal hangars are not expensive and are mainly used to avoid detection by space satellites and avoid exposing the true number and other important secrets.

Standing in the No. 2 parking bay, Zhou Hai was wearing a light green third-generation anti-Dutch suit, his eyes staring at the war eagle parked quietly for maintenance by the ground crew, then picked up the official document in his hand and looked at Rosal, who was ready to go next to him.