Chapter 612: Destination, Huangtianba!

Style: Historical Author: Nakao 2Words: 2100Update Time: 24/01/12 03:26:32
The words were serious and firm, like a promise or an oath.

"The time is coming, uncle, I have to leave. Now I feel much less stressed and relaxed. Thank you for listening. I will see you again before the next Qingming Festival."

After finishing her words, Zuo Xue gathered her emotions and looked calm. After looking at her watch again, she stood there with her body upright in a military posture. She raised her right hand and then paid tribute to the veteran Zhou Pingyuan in the black and white photo. Military salute and a soft farewell.

Outside, the cold wind howled.

Inside the house, the beautiful figure is bathed in yellow light, and the military etiquette is dignified, standard and solemn.

Three seconds later, Zuo Xue put down her right hand, feeling calm in her heart, picked up the backpack and door lock key placed on the table, turned and left.

Close the door, lock it, and put the key back under the third potted flower bed in the window sill and return it to its original position.

In the window sill, there are a total of five pots of flower beds, one pot of ordinary camellia, two pots of green onions, and two pots of small peppers, which were planted when Zhou Pingyuan was still alive.

The key was placed under the camellia bed. This was what Zhou Hai told her when they went to the veteran barbecue stall for dinner and drinks after the college entrance examination. Zuo Xue had an excellent memory, and she remembered it clearly even after a year and a half.

It was dark and the wind was freezing.

outside the door.

"It's been almost half a year. I miss you. How have you been during this time? Are you performing some secret mission..."

After Zuo Xue put down the key, she stood still for a few seconds, holding the third-class merit medal that she carried with her. There was a hint of longing in the depths of her eyes. The scene in her mind was filled with the scene of the two hugging each other at Shuangliu Airport a year and a half ago. .

That was the first hug, warm and practical.

The words fell, but no words were spoken.

Taking advantage of the short leisure time, after cleaning Zhou Hai's house and paying homage to his uncle Zhou Pingyuan, he held a heavy backpack, walked steadily and firmly, and silently faced the darkness ahead.

The night has come, but as long as you persist, even if you carry a heavy burden, the light before dawn will eventually come.

She firmly believed in this and never thought of giving up.

Now, Zuo Xue is sure and sure of her feelings for Zhou Hai, willing to endure the loneliness that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and willing to wait until the end for a four-year agreement that seems illusory in ordinary people's eyes.

She was waiting, waiting for the four-year appointment to come, waiting for the two to end their future relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend, officially becoming boyfriend and girlfriend, becoming a pair of ordinary lovers, waiting for the sacred marriage, pointing to eternity.

There is only one soul mate in a lifetime, and there can only be one.

The same is true for feelings.

Leaving this ordinary house with an architectural style of the 1980s, Zuo Xue gradually went away.

During this trip, I returned to Star City to study for my graduation defense, write a thesis on aircraft design, and prepare to take the most difficult master's degree graduation examination.

Once passed, she will break the record for the fastest graduation of master's degree students from the National University of Defense Technology, becoming the youngest female master's degree in the country's history and recognized by the country. A scientific research seedling with the name and honor of 'genius', she will work at Chengfei and join Under the tutelage of Academician Yang Wei, he embarked on the path of silently dedicated military scientific research.

As the night progresses, the stars are scattered all over the place, gorgeous and psychedelic.

The weather in March was unseasonably cold and freezing.

The evening breeze blew gently.



As time flies, several days have passed.

To the south, Guangcheng Naval Port.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Accompanied by two deep and elongated ship whistles, the cargo ship Cangyun, which had experienced a short period of war, gradually moved closer to the container port unloading dock under the full operation of the two port tugboats, ending its journey of more than 20,000 kilometers. long sea journey.

Although the efficiency and progress of returning to China by boat are slow, it must be so for safety reasons.

"Finally returned to China."

Zhou Hai, who put on his military uniform again, wore a military cap and carried a backpack, stood on the edge of the ship's side, looked at the approaching port terminal, looked at this familiar land, and let out a sigh of relief.

The twenty-three-and-a-half-day journey back home finally came to an end after a small pirate incident.

However, arriving in Guangcheng is not the end of the journey. The instructor team and ground support squadron in Afghanistan still need to return to Huangtianba base to report and return to duty.

"I don't know what the content of the surprise is, whether it is the same as what I guessed through analysis."

Zhou Hai was thinking silently in his mind, and he couldn't wait to see the deputy team leader Lin Jian to verify the surprise content he said during the pufferfish psychological enlightenment.

Could the so-called surprise be the result of my own guess?

This problem has been bothering Zhou Hai for more than half a month.

In addition to learning the true content of the surprise, you also need to reply to the letter and return to the Pengcheng base to favor the J-10D wife who has not been seen for more than half a year.

As a performance-weakened version of the J-10C, the flight experience and performance of the FC-20X 'Qingjiao' are far inferior to the ultimate version of the J-10D 'Fire Dragon'.

If he had been flying a J-10D when he encountered the two Typhoon fighters, the Bluebird driven by Rosal might not have been shot down.

Crowds of people stood around the side of the ship, and the instructor team and the ground support squadron were assembled. After the Cangyun docked, everyone disembarked and came to the dock that was under high security and confidentiality. They took the prepared military vehicles and quickly left the port. According to the plans The trip went straight to Guangcheng Air Force Base, which is more than 100 kilometers away.

An affordable Y-9 tactical transport aircraft is waiting for everyone.

Of course, this is a genuine private plane transfer, not the familiar convenient plane transfer in the past.

Soon, about an hour later, the convoy carrying everyone arrived at Guangcheng Air Force Base. After strict inspection, they entered the base and saw the most familiar Yun-9 on the tarmac.

Get off the car and get on the plane.

The whole process was quiet and orderly. After everyone entered the cabin, they each found a seat that did not count and sat down casually.

Although it is a private plane, it does not have comfortable seats and attentive service from beautiful stewardesses in uniforms.

As a military transport aircraft, the Y-9 does not talk about these bells and whistles and comfort.

After all the temporary passengers boarded the plane and the number of people was counted and confirmed, the entire Y-9, which had been inspected before takeoff, immediately started its four turboprop engines, slid out of the apron, obtained takeoff permission and ground parameters according to standard procedures, and accelerated on the base runway. Taxi, head up and take off.

Climbing to an altitude of 5,000 meters, the Y-9 leveled out and flew out, heading northwest to its destination, the Huangtianba Base in Rongcheng, 1,300 kilometers away. The time was two hours and twenty minutes.

"Captain, Shui Lian, Ling, after I go back this time, I don't know when we will see each other again. I am very happy to carry out the mission with you and spend half a year coaching time." In the noisy cabin, Li Zhi wore the second class pilot logo on his chest. , a smile appeared on his face, his eyes turned to the four people, and he said goodbye before leaving.