The college airport has an open area in the upper right corner, not large in area and is arranged as a simple practice parking lot.

A blue warrior military vehicle sounded a diesel engine and was driving.

"Student Zhou Hai, if you encounter obstacles, you should slow down and turn the steering wheel!"

"Go around, go around, don't think about accelerating and climbing! This is a car, a car, not an airplane!"

"Don't instinctively step on the accelerator and clutch, this is not the rudder!"

"Slow down, slow down! This car can't drive for two or three hundred, and the maximum is 150!"

In the simple practice yard, the ground crew leader Hu Jun roared helplessly and anxiously. Sitting in the passenger seat, although he was already familiar with the practice of flying students, he still couldn't help but feel like a fountain of emotions in his heart.

Anxious, helpless, headache.

"Okay OK, sorry."

Zhou Hai, who was holding the steering wheel of the car for the first time, felt a little embarrassed. He apologized while undressing the accelerator and slowing down.

When he got on the bus for the first time, he knew that his driving performance was a bit poor.

You can understand the theoretical knowledge about driving by reading it once, but when it comes to actual operation, Zhou Hai had to admit that he, like many flight students, made habitual mistakes.

Holding the steering wheel, he saw an obstacle in front of him, and had already integrated into his instinctive flying habits. He made him accelerate directly, drag the steering wheel backward, and wanted to lift the front of the car and climb over the obstacle.

Treat the clutch and throttle as left and right rudders, gear lever as throttle, steering wheel as joysticks, and vehicle-mounted equipment as airborne avionics systems.

After the flying habits were integrated into instinct, Zhou Hai's performance in getting on the bus for the first time was even worse than that of many novice drivers.

slow down?

It doesn't exist, and even wants to step on the accelerator to the end.

The Warriors' military vehicle has a maximum speed of 150 kilometers per hour, and even the minimum landing speed of the L-15C Falcon is not as good as that, which is too slow for him.

"Buzz!"

The diesel engine operating at full load returned to normal state, and the military military vehicle driving on the cement road of the open airport quickly slowed down from a maximum speed of 150 kilometers per hour.

Hu Jun, the ground crew leader who had some headaches, felt the slowdown in his car. He breathed a sigh of relief and warned him: "Student Zhou Hai, you must remember that this is a car, and it is definitely not the falcon you fly to."

Fortunately, the upper right corner of the airport is empty, and if it were ordinary roads, he would have been scared.

Hu Jun has served as a driving instructor for many flight students and has a deep understanding of how extraordinary the driving methods of these prides are.

"clear."

Zhou Hai was a little embarrassed, smiled, and tried hard to adapt to the different driving methods of vehicles on the ground.

However, although the verbal answer was in place, Zhou Hai would never admit to Hu Jun that he did regard the Warriors military vehicle as the dazzling L-15C Falcon.

Time passed slowly. Under the guidance of Hu Jun, the ground crew leader, Zhou Hai quickly mastered the basic driving skills of ground vehicles, reversed the garage and turned the car, etc., and were smooth and free.

The driving style is still full of aura that belongs to the pilot alone - when encountering obstacles, you will not think about slowing down and avoiding it, but will accelerate and raise your head and climb up.

On a straight and open road, subconsciously the throttle to the end.

An hour later, Zhou Hai, who had basically mastered car driving skills, bid farewell to the helpless ground crew leader, ended this not-so-excellent driving journey, and embarked on the road to the dormitory.

After personally experiencing driving a car, Zhou Hai, who was extremely disappointed, could no longer be interested in driving.

slow!

Too slow.

Zhou Hai still likes to drive his wife L-15C Falcon the most, at a speed of four or five hundred kilometers per hour, easily breaking eight or nine hundred at high altitude, and the flight experience is excellent.

The ground vehicles as slow as snails should be driven by the ground crew.

The main area of ​​the college airport is still in a busy state, with various types of higher education aircraft coming one after another, flew towards the blue sky with the sound of turbofan engines that plagued the surrounding residents.

After finishing the day's flight training mission, it was almost noon. Zhou Hai returned to the dormitory and bragged and fucked Xiao Nan and Zhao Ziqing, enjoying his spare time. After the exhausted Han Li of Shanying B Higher Education returned to the dormitory, he went to the cafeteria to have dinner together.

After dinner, everyone returned to the dormitory one after another.

Xiao Nan lying on a corpse every day, Zhou Hai reads books, Zhao Ziqing and Han Li took the aircraft model distributed by the college and studied the underscore and flight movements of the Shanying B-type in the dormitory.

After the personal rest time in the afternoon, Xiao Nan and Zhao Ziqing were taken to the playground by the third squadron leader to do physical fitness, and Zhou Hai and Han Li, who were performing flight training tasks, did not need to do physical fitness and stayed in the dormitory to rest according to regulations.

A peaceful and fulfilling day gradually passed.

...

Time is as leisurely as water, and half a month has passed since the blink of an eye.

At the end of March, there is only one last day left in April.

The blue sky is like washing, the scorching sun hangs on the top of the sky, and the bright sunshine spreads all over the world.

The Academy Airport is always busy, and the No. 20 shed-type tarmac.

"Buzz!"

The powerful low and sharp whistle sound of the WS-17 aviation turbofan engine resounded through the apron and spread around. The tail nozzle was filled with orange-red high-temperature tail flames, and two high-temperature airflows were sprayed out, releasing a rolling heat wave.

The fluorite airborne avionics system is operating normally. The L-15C Falcon is coated with a white number 109 on the left side of the nose. The fuel is full, and the left and right wings and the belly are each equipped with a heavy 500kg secondary fuel tank.

"Today, the long-distance transfer mission was flying in formation, and the destination was Kuncheng Airport in the southwest region. The weather forecast was raining heavily in Kuncheng. The total range was 1,900 kilometers. The route has been transmitted to you." In the water drop-shaped glass cockpit, Yang Xiaolong wore a helmet and fastened his seat belt. He knew to Zhou Haitong, who was preparing for takeoff: "After this flight mission is over, you can almost fly solo."

Southwest, Kuncheng.

"OK."

Zhou Hai nodded gently, while performing related operations, he watched the route marking diagram given by the multi-function monitor on the left.

The long-distance transfer mission is the first special flight training mission that Zhou Hai received yesterday, which is considered to test the results of high-intensity flight training during this period.

From early March to the present, Zhou Hai has accumulated about 32 flight hours of higher education aircraft, mastering the simple meteorological flight technology of higher education aircraft day and night, and meeting the standard of solo flight.

In addition, you also master high-end skills for modifying tail spins at high altitude stalls.

“Can slide out!”

Outside the apron, a ground crew member was singing flags and signaled to the L-15C Falcon to slide out.

Wearing the pilot's helmet, Zhou Hai nodded to the ground crew, raised his thumbs up with his left hand to pay tribute, held the throttle valve and pushed it up gently, and gently pressed the rod forward with his right hand.

Treat your beloved wife as gentle as water.

"Buzz!"

The engine sound slightly increased, and the quietly parked silver-gray L-15C Falcon slowly slid out of the apron, turned to the right under the guidance of the ground crew, and drove smoothly in the apron passageway.
Chapter completed!