That night, I looked through the training record manual that I had accumulated over the actual flight operation of the domestic delta wing during this time.

It's a habit of his.

The experience of using the new equipment is recorded in a notebook in a more popular and intuitive language, and the parameters on the operation manual are recorded in a notebook through white drawing.

Accumulating such raw materials is of great benefit to the compilation of teaching materials in the future.

Just like when Yan Ming gave himself a notebook of his pistol shooting experience.

In plain language, it will be easier to understand and more acceptable to fighters than the standard descriptions on the textbook.

In the evening, he rests early.

Tomorrow is a huge challenge.

Once the power delta wing flies into the wind, he is equivalent to carrying the fate and future of three people.

It doesn't matter if you can do it yourself.

However, Vice Minister Li Binhu and researcher Zhang Neng both have their personal reputations and political futures tied to themselves.

If there is a mistake, you can still bear your own sacrifice, and the personal fate of Li Binhu and Zhang Neng will be taken into it.

Majest felt the pressure.

However, he knows that there is pressure to be motivated.

This is his habit, and it is also his consistent temperament and style.

That night, in the middle of the night, a typhoon arrived.

The whining wind ran wildly in the dark night outside the window, blowing the glass windows a little trembling.

The leaves of the coconut trees rattled in the fierce wind, and occasionally a crunch was heard from nowhere, like glass shattering, or like something had been blown down by a typhoon.

This night, both officers and soldiers were silently listening to the raging wind in the bed, and everyone was a little worried in the row room.

Tomorrow, how strong will the winds be after the typhoon?

Everyone knew that tomorrow morning they would perform the actual flight of the domestically powered delta wing in front of the chief, and everyone admired the courage of this young officer.

When the old man is special, everyone has worked hard.

However, it is the first time I have seen someone like Zhuang Zheng.

Xu Xingguo couldn't sleep like flipping pancakes in bed.

Occasionally, he would glance in the direction of solemn sleep.

I couldn't see anything in the darkness, only white mosquito nets.

I spent the night in a daze, and got up early the next day, because the wind was still strong, and there was no sign of abating, so I announced that it was canceled and all the housekeeping was sorted out in the room.

Someone pushed open the door and tried to go out to brush their teeth, only to find that the door was actually killed by the wind.

I finally managed to open the door.

The rain came in like bullets.

Lao Te had no choice but to close the door again.

"It's windy, it's over, we have to eat self-heating food today."

Since yesterday, everything has been prepared, enough water has been stocked in the row houses, and two days of self-heating rations for each person have been issued.

No matter how awesome the old ones are, they can't fight against the forces of nature.

When the typhoon came, the veterans, like all the soldiers of the army, obediently squatted in their rooms to read books and write letters home.

Sitting solemnly beside his bed, looking out the window at the wind and rain, his heart hung in his heart.

He hoped that the typhoon would pass as soon as possible.

The sooner you leave Coconut Island, the less windy it will be tomorrow.

The wait was long, it was a dreary day.

At night, the wind seems to have lightened a bit.

Solemnly pushed the door out, and what greeted me was the mess all over the ground under the illumination of the lights.

Leaves, garbage that didn't know where it blew from, and even a large piece of the canvas used to cover the supplies in the camp were blown away and nowhere to be found.

solemnly felt that the wind was still about ten levels, and looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the night.

He went back to his room and sat down on the small bench, a little worried.

Wei Shuping said: "Solemn, why are you always going out?" If the wind stops, it will naturally stop, and it's useless for you to go out and see. ”

solemnly said: "I still can't help but want to see it." ”

Gao Weiheng said: "Actually, if you want me to say, the danger of your flight is really great, so you shouldn't fight this one." ”

solemnly said: "It's okay, it's already been said, early tomorrow morning, Director Zhang will go to the dock to test the wind, if it exceeds level 7, it is really unsafe, and the actual flight will be canceled." ”

"What about the chief?" Xu Xingguo asked.

solemnly said: "If the real flight is canceled, of course the chief will not come." ”

"Oh!" Xu Xingguo said: "I thought you would be crazy enough to dare to fly above level 7 wind!" Luckily, you're not really crazy. ”

Solemnly smiled, ignoring him.

……

It was another difficult night.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Zheng had woken up naturally before the wake-up horn sounded.

He got up, put on his camouflage uniform, and then ran to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

He suddenly found that the wind was lighter!

So I ran to the corridor and stood there feeling the wind.

It doesn't seem to be that big, and it feels like it's around level seven.

He remembered something and ran to Zhang Neng's room to find him.

As a result, there was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

On first thought, it is estimated that the person has already gone to the dock.

It seems that Zhang Neng is more nervous than himself.

So I went downstairs and hurried to the direction of the dock.

The vicinity of the pier is relatively empty, and the wind speed and wind strength are tested more accurately.

From a distance, seeing the seaside near the wharf, Zhang Neng was really standing by the railing of the breakwater, with an anemometer on the cement pier, holding several small hemispherical receivers in his hands, facing the sea there, staring at the screen on the instrument.

Zhuang Zhuang ran over and shouted, "Master, how is the wind?" ”

Zhang Neng turned around, saw the solemnity, shook his head with some disappointment, and pointed to the small screen of the instrument.

Solemnity crouched down in front of the instrument and looked at the numbers.

The test range of this thing is quite large and complete, what ground temperature, humidity air temperature, relative humidity, wind direction, wind speed, and air pressure.

All indicator parameters are displayed.

The solemn gaze fell on the two values that were of most concern to him - wind speed.

That's the difference between success and failure in today's flights.

WIND SPEED ITEM DISPLAY - 19.3M/S......

This means that the wind speed here is 19.3 m/s, which translates to a force 8 wind, and it is almost beyond the limit of 8.

A sudden gust of wind blew, and both of them felt it.

A few small hemispheres rotated faster.

The numbers on the instrument suddenly jumped!

When I looked at it solemnly, I secretly cursed in my heart, bad!

THE RED VALUE JUMPED TO 22.6 M/S!

Nine-level wind!

According to the division of wind power, 7 is a strong wind, 8 is a strong wind, and this is 9 is a gale force!

In this case, it is absolutely not suitable for a power delta wing flight, and today the flight is a low flight across a strait, which is more dangerous and difficult!

Zhang Neng looked down at his watch.

It was 5:40 in the morning.

Over the base, there was a melodious wake-up call.

There are still about four hours left to decide your fate.

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