The term comrade means equality. The three have the same status and are each other's soldiers.
The title of senior is a sign of respect. Both Zhou Hai and Su Peng are juniors. Nineteen years ago, when senior Wang Wei flew the J-82 supersonic fighter jet over the southern seas, Zhou Hai was not yet born, and Su Peng was not born yet. Over ten years old.
"OK."
Zhou Hai nodded seriously, his face was solemn and serious, without any hint of joking or playfulness, and his whole body's aura suddenly changed.
The breeze blows gently.
In accordance with the regulations of the base, the sentries checked their documents and identities and confirmed that they were correct. Zhou Hai and Su Peng, who were reassured, walked into the base and went to the headquarters first to report to the base's top commander Yang Tianming and return to the team.
Reporting and returning to the team is a basic and important management system.
After returning to the team, they bid farewell to Yang Tianming and headed straight to the aviation medical office of the base, where the aviation doctor conducted a flight inspection.
After the aviation medical examination was completed, Zhou Hai and Su Peng, who had confirmed their mental and physical health and obtained medical flight permission, returned to their separate dormitories and began to prepare for the flight mission unique to today's special day.
Today, as a proud man of heaven and as a descendant, I pay tribute to the eagle of the sky who has passed away for 19 years - "Guardian of the Sea and Air" Wang Wei.
In the dormitory.
Calm and soft, the early sun shines through the window screen, adding a touch of splendor out of thin air.
Wearing the military uniform, he stared at himself in the mirror, recalling all the previous experiences in his mind, and spoke calmly and forcefully:
"Senior Wang Wei, it's April 1st again. Today is the anniversary of your death. My junior Zhou Hai is coming to see you again. I haven't seen you for a year. How are you? The last time I saw you was in the southern sea. This time I can’t come to see you in person this time.”
The words containing firm belief echoed in the quiet bedroom.
"Senior Wang Wei and junior Zhou Hai have never forgotten your last wish, nor your belief in repelling the enemy with death. Now I am going to Qingcheng Aircraft Carrier Base to learn how to fly carrier-based aircraft, and personally contact HNA and ship Carrier Force, I’m honored and happy,”
Zhou Hai paused: "Nineteen years have passed. Now our country is strong and our people are prosperous. We have advanced fighter jets one after another. We have the Liaoning and domestic aircraft carriers, as well as prosperous cities, and The peace you most desire to protect - I hope you can smile and feel happy."
Nineteen years.
Yes, before I knew it, nineteen years had passed and it was 2020.
As a soldier and a descendant, Zhou Hai has never forgotten the tragic and tragic history nineteen years ago.
In the most difficult years nineteen years ago, Wang Wei fought back the invading enemies with his life, used his precious life to water the flower he wanted to protect, and fulfilled his oath and responsibility.
Tragic and great.
Humiliating and heavy.
Blood and tears - history will never be forgotten.
In the dormitory, as the voice fell, silence returned.
Zhou Hai did not continue to speak, because he had said everything he wanted to say. He kept silent and put on the fourth-generation kh9 standard anti-German suit and flight leather jacket in order, and then put on the expensive fourth-generation sharp eye sight. Hai tidied his clothes and maintained the most solemn military appearance.
Check the Type 92 military pistol, turn off the safety, and put it into the holster.
After finishing all this, he sat upright by the bed and waited quietly.
There was silence in the bedroom.
Wisp after wisp of afterglow scattered through the window screen, shrouding Zhou Hai, who had an upright back, reflecting his solemn and solemn face, without the slightest hint of disrespect.
The pilot's mechanical watch worn on the right hand has the hour and minute hands pointing at different angles, forming special indicator symbols.
Time, 9:39 minutes.
Inside the watch, as the silver-white metal second hand rotates at its natural frequency and resets to zero, the metal minute hand suddenly moves forward, entering 9:40 minutes.
"Zero, let's go." Su Peng's shout sounded on time outside the door.
At special moments, Tianjiao and Tianjiao call each other by their code names instead of their real names. This is traditional and classical aviation etiquette.
At 9:40, it is the preparation time before departure for the flight memorial mission. Zhou Hai and Bawang need to go to the hangar and get ready.
Zhou Hai, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, stood up, picked up his tactical tablet and flight backpack, and then slowly put on his new style of flight sunglasses that were fashionable and exquisite but not commonly worn.
Full of style.
Today, we are fully armed and show the style of the genius of the new era.
The genius of 2020 must have the style and attitude of 2020.
After doing this, turn around and leave.
Go out, open, close.
The same goes for Su Peng, standing in the open space at the bottom of the building in a military posture, with a serious face, and he is fully dressed in the attire of a new era pilot, fashionable and handsome.
"Take a break and stand at attention!" After Zhou Hai went out, Su Peng visually checked his appearance. There was no problem. He nodded and gave the order in a serious voice.
"clatter!"
Zhou Hai's face was solemn, and his body made instinctive movements, closing his right foot and maintaining an upright posture.
"Comrade Zero, upon the order of the base committee and superiors, a temporary memorial team was formed to take off at 10 a.m. to pay homage to the 'Sea and Air Guard' Martyr Wang Wei, codenamed Overlord, who died heroically over the southern seas. I will be the one to pay homage." Team commander and leader, you are the wingman!" Su Peng straightened his back, stared at Zhou Hai, and announced the latest military mission in a steady voice.
This memorial ceremony is not the triennial joint sea and air memorial ceremony, which is established internally within the base.
Zhou Hai raised his hands in salute, his eyes were like torches, and his brows were like swords, and he responded: "Zero received, I promise to complete the mission!"
The upright body is as majestic and majestic as a mountain, with overwhelming momentum.
"Let's go." Su Peng stepped forward to stand side by side with Zhou Hai and gave the order.
The formations gathered together, followed the standard formation posture, left the pilot dormitory building, and headed to the hangar in the cave No. 2 of the base.
Today, the sky is blue and the flowers are blooming.
Today, the wind is light and the clouds are clear, and the mountains and fields are quiet.
Today, like every year, is a nice day.
In the hangar of No. 2 cave, all the pilots of the three squadrons of Lijian, Hongying and Haiyan gathered here and assembled in formation, surrounded by all the ground staff belonging to the first and second ground support squadrons.
Yang Tianming, the top commander of the base, stood in front of the team, wearing regular uniforms with a solemn face, holding a yellowed internal book - "Historical Records of the Air Force" in his hand.
The No. 009 J-10D and No. 012 J-10D fighter jets have been refueled and have undergone pre-takeoff body inspections. They are ready to take off at any time.
Everyone remained silent and waited quietly.
Soon, the leader and wingman of the temporarily constructed memorial flight team arrived at the hangar. The two people who had obtained tickets to Qingcheng Aircraft Carrier Base were the core of today.
"Report to the leader, the memorial team has been brought. There should be 2 people, but there are actually 2 people. I am the commander, codenamed Overlord, please give instructions!" After the memorial team came into everyone's sight, Su Peng stopped and faced the top command of the base. Officer Yang Tianming raised his hands in salute.
Zhou Hai maintained his military posture, his face was solemn, and he raised his hands in salute.
In formal situations, the commander is solely responsible unless asked.
