Ambition!
If this joint stealth fighter plan is really selected, she must make this stealth fighter that takes as much effort and time as a child come into being.
In the name of z1, I would like to express my most sincere feelings.
"In addition to z1, you must also handle your thesis and degree assessment well. Don't let anything slip. Xiaoxue, you are the most talented aircraft designer I have ever seen. Work hard and don't let down Su and I's expectations of you. Okay, that’s all for now, let’s go and rest.”
On the phone, as Yang Wei emphasized his instructions again, the completely confidential communication connection was immediately interrupted, and bursts of blind tones were heard.
After answering the phone, the bedroom became quiet again.
Zuo Xue put down her confidential mobile phone and sat on the edge of the bed, holding a cup of warm water. She was still thinking about the words of her teacher Yang Wei in her mind, and whispered softly: "Iran, joint stealth fighter plan..."
Complete!
Next, for the original childhood dream and to commemorate the relationship between the two, we will try our best to perfect the stealth aerodynamic design of Z1, strive to be perfect, and fight for the joint stealth fighter with tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of dollars in research and development funds. plan.
Regarding the reasons for the implementation of the entire research and development plan, Zuo Xue was too lazy to guess, because it was allowed by the state.
In addition, based on comprehensive information analysis, one thing is certain - something is going to happen from above!
This is a proper rhythm for getting things done!
A mature heavy-duty fourth-generation stealth fighter has caused a shocking sensation and impact on the world, not to mention that it was jointly developed by Iran and Chengdu Aircraft.
Although this joint development is basically funded by Iran, with Chengdu Aircraft occupying the core and leading position, it is still a 'joint development'. In the future, among friends in the Middle East, Iran will have more face and will brag unscrupulously.
"I hope the z1 concept machine design will be selected... Tutors, teachers, thank you."
Zuo Xue thought and analyzed, and basically sorted out the logical sequence and situation based on the information currently available. He took a deep breath, took a sip of hot water, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly.
grateful.
Sincere thanks.
In terms of strength, talent and fame, his mentor Su Rui is not as good as his classmate, Academician Yang Wei, who was called the 'aviation genius'. In the aviation industry, Su Rui is even more unknown and cannot compare to the famous aviation experts.
However, he was the one who led the way into aircraft design. He taught her the aerodynamic layout design ideas of fighter jets and the top stealth fighter design concepts, and taught her how to design fighter jets.
Teacher Yang Weineng personally called to inform and give instructions despite his busy schedule, and listed z1 as the first batch of concept aircraft alternatives, hoping to enter the joint stealth fighter development plan. This is not only selfless help and care, but also I deeply hope that she can grow up.
Hot water flows through the throat and sinks into the heart.
Warm and comforting.
"Xiaohai, I am about to officially embark on the road of chasing my dreams. I will slowly catch up with you. I hope you won't be surprised when you see me in the future." As he thought about it, the smile on Zuo Xue's lips grew thicker, and his eyes were like autumn water. There was some expectation in his eyes.
expect.
When they met for the first time, Zhou Hai, who was in the major camp, gave her a surprise.
Nowadays, Zuo Xue is silently looking forward to their reunion in the future, preparing to give Zhou Hai a surprise. She wants to see his expression when he sees that he is a Chengdu fighter jet designer and a direct disciple of Academician Yang Wei.
Come to think of it, it might be interesting.
"Huh... z1's stealth aerodynamic layout needs to be perfected, papers, defenses and assessments need to be prepared, and emotions must be managed well. I heard that practicing yoga can increase your interest, make your body softer, and unlock many postures. Phew, my thinking is a bit confusing. What am I thinking about, um, how about practicing in private?”
In the independent dormitory, Zuo Xue, who was sitting by the bed, put down the paper cup and stretched like a lazy kitten:
"Also, I don't know if what Chuxue said about men liking uniforms is true. Cat-eared maids with white stockings? Forget it, let's take it slow. First, learn and master the techniques of teasing him. If you're in uniform, it depends on him. I don’t really like it, humph, it depends on how you behave - Big Pig Hoof, it’s been two days, I don’t know how you are, are you tired, I miss you..."
Her curved figure was exposed in the air. After stretching, she stood up and walked towards the bedroom door.
Girls, be refined. ——
Outside, the sun is shining brightly and spring flowers are blooming.
Inside the house, it is quiet, quiet, warm and comfortable.
Private topics between girls still continue.
…
The brief leisure time is fleeting.
During the morning fishing and chatting, Zhou Hai gained a lot. However, what gained a lot was not the fish, but the discussion about the future.
As for fishing, from morning to noon, I didn't catch even a small carp.
Who knows why there wasn’t even a single fish in the carp nest that Su Peng explored.
After relaxing, for Zhou Hai and Su Peng, who need to participate in the modification training of new carrier-based aircraft, a basic and critical assessment comes - a comprehensive physical examination.
At noon, the sun was blazing and the weather was a little hot.
The blue sky is clear, cloudless, and the blue sky is exceptionally clear.
Without eating and changing into casual clothes, Su Peng and Zhou Hai reported to the base to take a one-week physical examination leave. After carrying their basic documents and belongings, they left the Pengcheng base by car and headed for their destination-Rongcheng Central District No. One People's Hospital.
I didn't go to the Chengdu Military Region Hospital because the two hospitals are basically the same in strength and have the same effect. The physical examination is not about illness.
Also, state reimbursement.
After taking a special car, about an hour later, the two people emerged from the mountains and entered the bustling urban area of Rongcheng, arriving at their destination.
In the afternoon, the hospital was bustling with traffic and people coming and going.
As one of the top medical institutions in Southwest China, the Chengdu First People's Hospital with a history of more than 100 years has countless people coming to see it for treatment every day.
Enter the hospital, drive to the reserved parking lot, and park.
"I really don't understand why I haven't caught a single fish in this carp nest. I caught three or four in a row a few days ago, and I feel really bad."
Su Peng, who was wearing casual clothes, got out of the car and looked at Zhou Hai who got off the car in the back seat. He was still struggling with the matter of the carp nest in the morning and sighed repeatedly.
He didn't say anything along the way, but as soon as he got off the car, the words came out of his mouth.
Zhou Hai, who was not interested in fishing, shrugged and was too lazy to care. He looked at a middle-aged officer walking towards him not far away, followed by two air force soldiers.
He has a dark face and is about forty years old. He is holding two blue folders in his hands. He is wearing a dark blue Air Force uniform. The military rank worn on the top of his shoulders is decorated with two golden thin lines and a golden star. He is a Lieutenant Colonel.
"Hello, comrades, I am responsible for your comprehensive physical examination. Please come with me." The lieutenant colonel and two soldiers quickly walked up to them. Their faces were serious and meticulous. They raised their hands in salute and said seriously without introducing themselves.
