Because of the poacher's accident, Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong ended their survival training ahead of schedule and returned to Dongling Station.

As Ye Jianlong said, the punishment waiting for Yang Luo is to be confined for a week.

But what Ye Jianlong didn't expect was that he himself would also be locked up for a week.

The reason for the punishment was not for the destruction of the parachute.

For the Air Force, a parachute is really nothing, just a small amount of money. As long as there is a training effect, let alone just a parachute, even if all the parachutes are destroyed, it is worth it.

The two men were punished because the regiment received a notification from the reconnaissance company, and these two guys forcibly wanted to participate in the ground battle regardless of their own safety.

This makes a group of leaders in the regiment intolerable, and they will not be punished, if they all learn from each other in the future, then they will have to do it.

The confinement room has a lamp, a bed, and a bathroom, and there is a single room, of course, there is no entertainment in it, no television, computers, books, etc., and the people who are confined can only sit in bed in a daze every day.

However, there are policies and countermeasures, in order to get through this difficult time, the comrades-in-arms found a way to send Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong some things to kill boredom.

Zhao Long secretly stuffed Yang Luo and Ye Jianlong's mobile phones, and some people secretly stuffed some books in.

After all, the two of them didn't make a big mistake, there were no special guards guarding the confinement room, and the person in charge of delivering food was the pilot's cafeteria, and they couldn't be more familiar with each other, so they had to open one eye and close one eye, and besides, as long as the pilot was confined, he often saw this kind of behavior.

Yang Luo, who got the mobile phone and books, thought that he would not be too sad in the past seven days, but what he didn't expect was that not long after these things arrived, they were discovered by Zhang Qingyao, who came to see him, and took the mobile phone away, leaving only some professional books for him.

Yang Luo could only read some professional books to pass the time, Ye Jianlong's small life was good, holding his mobile phone and chatting with the girl who chased him.

In the confinement room, Yang Luo was half-lying on the bed holding a thick book on aerodynamics and studying it carefully, but the professional books were too obscure and boring, and it was easy to get bored after reading them for a long time.

"It's boring, it's boring."

No, it hasn't been an hour since I watched it, and Yang Luo became impatient.

I got up and did a hundred push-ups on the ground, relieved my boredom, and went back to bed, but I couldn't stand it.

"Enter the system space."

Yang Luo, who couldn't read the book, said silently in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Luo's figure appeared in the system space.

Since the J-11, two more models have been unlocked in the system space, namely the J-16 and the carrier-based aircraft J-15, which is only one step away from the J-20 that Yang Luo has in mind.

Now the number of takeoffs and landings in the system space has reached six times a day, but most of the models Yang Luo has not flown anymore, such as the J-7 and J-8 of the second-generation aircraft, as well as the J-11 and J-16.

Every day, most of the planes that fly are J-10E, and there is also a take-off and landing handed over to the carrier-based aircraft J-15.

After flying two J-10E, Yang Luo stopped, stood in the nose of the plane and carefully looked at the shape of the J-10E.

Thinking of the J-10D he saw in the test flight institute, Yang Luo suddenly had an impulse to draw the drawings of the J-10E.

"Unfortunately, there are no measuring tools in the system space, and you can't bring in outside tools."

Yang Luo felt ridiculous about his sudden idea.

The system space was empty, and there was nothing left but the hangar, which contained only fighters, flight equipment, and a reference manual for the warplane.

Picked up the manual casually, checked the information in it again, and when he was about to put it down, Yang Luo suddenly had an idea, use this manual as a measurement tool, get a rough data, and then verify it repeatedly through formulas, and finally get a relatively accurate data.

Maybe it's possible to draw it.

In fact, Yang Luo didn't have much bottom in his heart, but he couldn't read the book, he seemed bored, and he wanted to find something to do to pass the time.

First of all, if he wanted to draw a picture, Yang Luo had to have paper and tools, so the next time he delivered the food, Yang Luo asked the person who delivered the meal to help and passed the word to Xue Fei.

Soon, Xue Fei sent various drawing tools and a stack of blank paper.

Yang Luo immediately began his own thoughts.

With his own hands, he measured the length and width of the manual, obtained two data with an error of no more than one centimeter, and then used the manual to measure the data of wings, canards, vertical tails, etc.

As for angles, radians, etc., they can't be measured, they can only be calculated by formulas.

As a result, Yang Luo kept switching between the real world and the system space, and as time passed, the white paper was constantly consumed, and a lot of crumpled waste paper was thrown on the ground, and a lot of white paper with drawings on it was solemnly put away.

Originally, there was no bottom, just to pass the time, but as time went by, Yang Luo became interested in it, and gradually got the bottom, these things he painted may not be completely accurate, but they are very valuable, at least it can make people take many detours.

When a week passed, Yang Luo didn't want to leave.

A quiet and undisturbed environment is the best way to calm down and do something.

Yang Luo, who came out of the confinement room, did not stop his thoughts, but intensified, in order to have a better comparison, he found the information of the J-10C, but there was really no one, so he ran to the hangar to test it himself.

Yang Luo was like a demon.

……

At the beginning of March of the solar calendar, Hu Zhongming's office.

Hu Zhongming's face was serious, he handed a document to Wen Xianjun, who had just arrived, and said, "Take a look." ”

"What documents? So serious. ”

Wen Xianjun took the document with a smile, his smile disappeared suddenly, and he became very serious, and when he saw the unit that issued the document, he showed a surprised expression, looked at Hu Zhongming and said, "This is ...... What does this mean, do you want to train samples directly? ”

"Remember the second day of training? Yang Luo went on a mission, a task that even we were not qualified to know. Hu Zhongming said.

"You mean, this document has something to do with that mission?" Wen Xianjun handed over the document to Hu Zhongming and said.

"If my guess is correct, that mission should have been a selection test, and Yang Luo passed." Hu Zhongming said, "As far as I know, the air division has always had two training plans for pilots, one is to train ace pilots, and the other is to train command pilots. ”

"I know about training ace pilots, why have I never heard of this plan to train command pilots?" Wen Xianjun frowned and asked.

"I also inadvertently knew that the trained pilots were scattered all over the country, and the positions held were high and low, and in addition to the air division, even the trainees themselves may not know that they were selected." Hu Zhongming said, "But as far as I know, it seems that the lowest position to participate in the assessment is the position of captain, I can't figure out how Yang Luo was selected, it stands to reason that he should not be qualified." ”

"Could it be that you guessed wrong?"

"It shouldn't be possible, otherwise how could the air crew directly interfere in training at the regimental level."

"If Yang Luo is really selected, it will be a good thing for our group, why don't you seem to be happy?"

"It's a good thing, but it's also a bad thing." Hu Zhongming smiled bitterly, "This shows that Yang Luo has not much time to stay in our group, and he will be transferred away soon." ”

"What do you mean, this training is over, and Yang Luo is almost leaving."

"Or our temple is too small to withstand this great god." Hu Zhongming nodded, picked up the landline, and dialed Yang Luo's number.

312 apartments.

Yang Luo was verifying his data through computer modeling, his fingers fluttering, tapping on the keyboard, and the sound of crackling tapping echoed in the apartment.

"If you see the mountains and rivers in my heart, you will see them in your eyes, and I will pray for a lotus flower step by step......"

Suddenly, the phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was the landline number of Hu Zhongming's office.

"What is the head of the regiment looking for me at this time?" Yang Luo muttered and answered the phone.

"Yang Luo, come to my office, toot...... Toot ......"

Yang Luo was speechless.

I haven't said a word about it yet.

Shaking his head helplessly, he got up and left the apartment.

ps: I'm speechless, Chapter 210 was blocked, and the ban was lifted once, but it didn't work, and the next time the ban was lifted would be two days later.

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