Chapter 200 Military Medals Are Half as Good as Yours

Behind the apron is a slope with poured concrete and steps connecting the top of the slope. Li Zhan, who had just flown down, sat on the steps with his hands on his knees and patted them gently with white labor protection gloves. Ying Wanjun sat on his right side, with flight helmets placed between them.

Another SU-27UBK roared into the air, in a very standard take-off attitude. While retracting its landing gear, it continued to turn left and headed south to the training area above the desert. That was the fighter plane where Lin Haodong was the instructor, and the student in the front cabin was Wu Zhen.

At this time, it was only ten o'clock in the morning, but the four SU-27UBK heavy combat trainer aircraft of the Destruction King Brigade began teaching the second batch of students.

"Is it better to drive the Jian Qi or the Su Liang Qi?" Ying Wanjun asked.

"The J-7 is a small-displacement grocery truck, and the Su Liang-qi is a large-displacement muscle car..." Li Zhan reacted and said in surprise, "Do you know about fighter jets?"

Ying Wanjun turned her head and looked at Li Zhan, who had slight beads of sweat on his face. She wanted to wipe it off for him, but held back and said, "I studied military information and communications, and aircraft information communications are very important. I know all the current fighters and must understand them."

"It should be the design in the research and development stage, right? I remember that Xi'an Jiaotong University has such a major, which is involved in subsystem design during the pre-research stage of fighter aircraft." Li Zhan recalled.

Ying Wanjun nodded, "Yes."

"Why did you choose such a major? It's very boring." Li Zhan said.

Ying Wanjun said, "I always want to do something, something different, something more meaningful."

"It's good to have ideals." Li Zhan praised, "Many young people nowadays only care about money. They go to school for money and work for money. Talking about dedication is too luxurious for them. If it were someone else, with your conditions, they would not care. If you choose other more popular majors without hesitation, you may be able to make money after graduation. There are too few people who are willing to settle down to study and contribute to the country's strong military industry."

Ying Wanjun suddenly laughed, her white teeth were neatly arranged as if in a queue, her smile was like a summer flower blooming, which made Li Zhan stunned.

"You're talking about the time when you were in college, but that's not the case now. Our major is quite popular. Several classmates in our class have signed letters of intent with companies, providing them with food expenses of 3,000 yuan a month. If you want to engage in research but cannot get the project approved, the company will also provide conditions." Ying Wanjun said.

Li Zhan said unexpectedly, "This is what happens now."

"Well, but I didn't sign such an agreement. Don't worry, you have to continue to support me until I start working." Ying Wanjun said.

Li Zhan looked at Ying Wanjun in shock, but could not see even the slightest embarrassment on her face. To say such things so calmly, naturally and confidently. After shock came fear. Li Zhan was too scared. In their hometown, once a woman naturally talks about "money" matters to a man, there is only one possibility - no distinction is made between them. To be precise, women have completely regarded themselves as part of men. Ying Wanjun has received the influence and education of traditional concepts since she was a child, and it is difficult to change those long-standing and deep-rooted traditional concepts even if she attends a prestigious university.

So Li Zhan was so scared that he really regarded me as your man!

"Students' task is to study. Academics are the most important thing. Don't think too much about other things. In short, you won't have no money to spend." Li Zhan said ambiguously. His intention was to tactfully persuade Ying Wanjun not to fall in love, but in the end he said That's it.

Ying Wanjun put her chin on her hands and said, "I know. My uncle gave me 10,000 yuan, which is enough for the next three years."

"My dad gave you 10,000 yuan?" Li Zhan's eyes bulged out.

"Yes." Ying Wanjun took out her wallet. It was a faded canvas wallet. Judging from the faintly discernible pattern on it, it must have been used since junior high school. She opened the zipper and took out a China Construction Bank card. Holding it in his hand, he said, "It's all here, I haven't started spending it yet."

Li Zhan said with a wry smile, "My dad is well-known as a tough guy. He would actually give you money, even 10,000 yuan. I can't imagine it."

Ying Wanjun chuckled, "It's not as exaggerated as you said. My uncle is quite nice. Oh, and this, my aunt gave it to me."

She rolled up her sleeves and showed off the bracelet on her wrist.

Li Zhan was shocked again, "This, this is my grandma's bracelet!"

"Yes, my aunt said that it is not worth much if it is passed down from generation to generation, but in my opinion it is the most precious object in the world." Ying Wanjun said.

Li Zhan was sighing, he should have thought of it a long time ago. Since Ying Wanjun has been living with her second elder at home for a month, she probably has lost all her wealth, and everything that needs to be confirmed has been confirmed. As one of the protagonists, she is the last one to know. Mom and Dad actually didn't reveal anything about it.

Comrade Li Jianguo is a well-known iron rooster from all over the country. During the New Year and festivals, he pays five yuan to ten yuan while others give out five yuan to each other. He spent ten thousand yuan to explain the fact to Ying Wanjun - he already regarded her as his daughter-in-law.

It is estimated that Ying Wanjun's status as a famous university student also helped a lot. Comrade Li Jianguo believed that all the students were inferior except for good academics. In his opinion, there was an inevitable connection between high intellectuals and civil servants.

"The confidentiality work is really good. You are worthy of being a military relative." Li Zhan said through gritted teeth.

Ying Wanjun explained, "I can't find you and have no contact information, otherwise I would tell you immediately."

"No, I'm not talking about you. Oh, forget it." Li Zhan has one head and two heads.

He worked hard to earn tie-rod fees in the army, but his parents sold him directly and paid him back, using his tie-rod fees!

"Yes, it's not just about eating, but also about clothes and other things. You don't want to be fashionable, but you also have to be simple and generous, right? The ten thousand yuan my dad gave you is not for food. He just thinks that the girl loves to look beautiful and buy some clothes. Yes." Li Zhan said.

Ying Wanjun nodded and said, "That's what he said. But I think it's very comfortable to wear it like this, don't you like it?"

"It's pretty good. Li Ning is a big domestic brand. The only casual wear I have is sportswear, which is also from Li Ning." Li Zhan said.

"That's good." Ying Wanjun said.

After looking at the time, Li Zhan said, "I can't sit with you anymore, I have to take the second flight."

"You go about your business, I'll wait for you here." Ying Wanjun said.

Li Zhan wanted to say something, then thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll be back soon."

Picking up his flight helmet, Li Zhan went down the steps. On the other side of the runway, Nie Jianfeng landed the plane. Instead of pulling out the parachute, he slid to the lower half of the runway and then drove out of the runway, along the taxiway to the apron. Come by.

Miao Yu glared at the few soldiers under his command who looked up the slope from time to time, and scolded in a low voice, "Where are you looking? The captain is here, be careful of getting scolded."

"My sister-in-law is so pretty. The captain is so lucky to be his grandma." A sergeant laughed softly.

"I still think Miss Sichuan Airlines is pretty and feminine." A corporal said with a smile.

Miao Yu stared.

Li Zhan strode over, looked at the No. 037 J-7E on one side, and said, "Miao Yu, how is the situation at Dongsanguai? Can I fly at any time?"

"She's in good condition. Captain, you can blow her up at any time." Miao Yu said in a Cantonese accent.

Li Zhan put on his flight helmet and white labor protection gloves and said, "When you need to use the three-turn crutch, it means that the drill has been scrapped. At least it has entered the factory. How intensive the training will be, it is basically impossible."

"I believe it." Miao Yu said with a smile, I believe you.

Suddenly, Li Zhan asked in a low voice, "Those small holes have been patched, is that okay?"

"No problem, it was just a little damage to the skin." Miao Yu raised his eyebrows, "I think the marks look a bit like..."

"That's not the case." Li Zhan interrupted, "Be prepared. When the two crutches arrive, they will be inspected and refueled immediately. Try to fly for a while before dinner."

Miao Yu stood at attention, "Captain, don't worry, it will be done within fifteen minutes! Teacher Nie doesn't even need to get off the plane."

"very good."

Before SU-27UBK No. 27 returned to the tarmac, Xue Xiangdong's car arrived quickly. Xue Xiangdong called Li Zhan over and whispered something beside the car. To people like Miao Yu, he seemed mysterious.

Not long after, Xue Xiangdong strode towards the slope, called Ying Wanjun, explained a few words to her, and then took Ying Wanjun away. What follows is not suitable for outsiders to be present, albeit military relatives.

They walked forward, and the ammunition truck came behind. Niu Yaoyang grabbed his deputy and stood on the pedal outside the vehicle, his majestic appearance was very eye-catching.

"Brother 1." Niu Yaoyang jumped out of the car and ran over, saluting, "I'm ready here, I can hang the bombs right away."

Li Zhan said, "Wait for Team Nie to arrive."

Just as he was talking, SU-27UBK No. 27 drove over and dumped it onto the apron with the help of a tractor, and then various support work began immediately. Nie Jianfeng sent the students in the front cabin away. He ran over with his flight helmet in hand and glanced at the ammunition truck.

"What do you want me to do?" Nie Jianfeng asked directly.

Li Zhan said in a deep voice, "In order to test the live-fire shooting effect of the designated ammunition of the Su-27 fighter aircraft in the local climate environment, the superiors ordered the instructor, specifically you, to test it. At the same time, as a research project of the 228th Project , I learn by random observation.”

"Oh, I'm afraid Su Liangqi won't be accustomed to the live-fire shooting effect of designated ammunition." Nie Jianfeng said with a smile.

Li Zhan said, "Of course, fighter planes will also be acclimatized."

"Fire rockets?" Nie Jianfeng pointed to the 90mm rockets and seven-barreled rocket launcher on the ammunition truck.

Li Zhan said, "I want to shoot guided munitions, but my superiors don't approve it. Rockets are just rockets. It's a family tradition. If you can't do this well, then you are acclimated."

"Then let's start studying the route." Nie Jianfeng said.

Li Zhan held up the aeronautical chart that Xue Xiangdong had just given and divided it into several A4-size sheets. He clamped it on the cardboard and pointed to his nose, "No, I am also the navigator."

"That's great. Old Niu, get ready to hang up your bombs."

"Come on, I have half the military medals!"