Chapter 36 Interview

Chapter 36 - Interview

Misfortunes never come singly.

I haven't figured out the "vision" yet, and now I have pica. This is going to cost me my life.

However, the test results still made Chen Fei feel relieved. No one wants to have a pile of steel in their stomach.

Hallucinations are stronger than pica, but he didn't dare to eat anything else. He is not an iron-eating beast, so he should just eat bread honestly!

After returning to Hangar No. 1 and focusing on Technical Manual E again, Chen Fei quickly forgot about accidentally eating a No. 22 spline puller. After all, learning is the most important thing at the moment. Once he is confirmed to work part-time in the "Zhenxiang" Combat Flight Squadron, it will inevitably take up his time in the repair group.

The afternoon passed in a flash.

As usual, he used a piece of bread to deal with dinner. Chen Fei returned to the dormitory to take a shower and went to the interview location of the "Zhenxiang" Combat Flight Squadron with his clingy little bird Xiaochu.

In hangar No. 1, the area where pilots are on standby is not the territory of the combat flight squadron. The "Zhen Xiang" squadron has its own territory, which is a three-story building next to the two hangars, and is also the dormitory area for pilots.

The ground service departments are separated from the pilots' dormitory area, and the pilots' dormitory is adjacent to the hangar.

In terms of tactics, pilots can rush to the hangar and board the plane to attack at the first time, and avoid being caught in a net when encountering a surprise attack by foreign enemies. If the hangar is razed to the ground, whether the pilot is still alive or not is no longer of much significance. The plane is alive and the people are alive, and the plane is destroyed and the people are dead. This is almost the same reason.

Seeing the "Zhen Xiang" sign hanging at the door, Chen Fei was about to walk in, but he was bumped by someone unexpectedly and almost couldn't stand still.

"Hey! Watch out, kid!"

A guy with scorched skin squeezed Chen Fei away, and glared at him, and entered the three-story building first, twisting his butt complacently and disappearing from Chen Fei's sight.

The air was filled with a strong smell of caramel and a bit stinky.

Damn, heresy!

The startled bird flew around Chen Fei twice, then landed on his shoulder again, chirping non-stop, as if protesting against the other party's rudeness.

Chen Fei shook his head and then stepped into the small building.

When he came to the small conference room at the interview site, the squadron leader in charge of the internal recruitment plan of the air base, Major Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov, the personnel director Takakar and several pilots were already inside, sitting behind a row of long conference tables, and two chairs were placed not far away opposite.

The guy with burnt skin and stinky caramel who had just competed with Chen Fei for the road was sitting on one of the chairs. At this moment, he was flirting with the personnel director Takakar. There was obviously something fishy between the two.

He had a bad impression of the HR manager who didn't care about HR, and now he had even less good feelings towards him. He couldn't help but secretly mutter in his heart that Takal's compatriots were indeed as ubiquitous as cockroaches.

Without family planning, both the poor and the rich can have as many children as they want. Although the population has been expanding again and again, it is limited by living resources and sanitary conditions, and it is good at committing various suicides. It soon hits the population balance line. There are many births and many deaths. It can't go up anymore at around 1.5 billion. It can only look up to the overall group to start exporting 2 billion people around the world. There is nothing it can do except gnashing its teeth.

Chen Fei's eyes fell on Chekov, who was sitting in the middle. He was a little surprised that the other party had a bruised face after just one night. Even if he was serious, he still couldn't hide his embarrassment.

Chen Fei kept muttering in his heart, did he get drunk last night and accidentally beat up this big bear?

Noticing that Chen Fei was looking him up and down with a puzzled look, the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron, Major Chekov, cleared his cough unhappily, and then said dissatisfiedly: "Ahem! Hey, so-and-so, keep an eye on your bird, don't bring it in, throw it away quickly."

As long as you are a pilot, there is no one who is not afraid of birds, especially when you are in the sky. Once you see it, you will retreat and can't afford to offend it!

"This is my partner!"

Chen Fei refused without hesitation. Others can not care, but he can't.

"Heh, idiot!"

The man who seemed to be participating in the pilot interview looked at Chen Fei with disdain, showing a sense of superiority that came from nowhere.

"That, uh, Chen, Chen what, did you hear what Captain Chekov said?"

The personnel director Takal said with a bully.

But he didn't dare to look at Chen Fei. I guess he was still fresh in his memory of the plate of caramel fried rice that night.

Chekov didn't intend to continue to argue, patted the table, and said directly: "Since everyone is here, let's start!"

There are only two people participating in the pilot interview, Chen Fei and that rude guy.

After all, the internal recruitment plan of the air base is a serious matter. Whether it is the man who knows the personnel director Takal or Chen Fei who came to the small meeting room later, they immediately straightened their backs in the chair and maintained a serious posture.

Chekov said seriously: "Well, I won't ask one by one. Do you have any questions about the competition for the job?"

Maybe it was because of the injury on his face, he couldn't help but take a breath after saying it.

Damn, I was hit hard!

"No!"

"Chiu!"

Chen Fei looked embarrassed.

What kind of pilot is this silly bird competing for? Can you pull the joystick or launch missiles?

Under the gaze of Chekov and others with black lines on their heads, he quickly caught the bird in the palm of his hand and gently scratched its chin to prevent the little bird from speaking casually.

The little bird showed an expression similar to that of a cat, with its eyes half-closed as if enjoying it.

What a stupid bird!

The guy sitting next to him made a mouth gesture to Chen Fei.

"Fool!"

Such people are always so self-righteous, Chen Fei simply chose to ignore them.

Chekov also chose to ignore it and continued to say calmly: "The first question is, do you have any relevant industry experience? For example, you have flown an airplane, controlled a drone, even toys and computer games."

Everyone knows that there is a competitive relationship between the fellow in charge of personnel and Chen Fei from the maintenance team, but in the end who will become the pilot of the "Zhenxiang" combat flying squadron. This decision is completely made by Squadron Leader Chekov alone, and Others only serve as witnesses and have no power to intervene.

"My name is Sanjani. I have been an aviation fan since I was a child. My family has collected all the aircraft models in the past two hundred years, including light-wing ships and air falcon models from the sky world. I am also a high-level player of air combat games. I usually like to use I take photos with a remote control drone, have taken some flying lessons, and have an international RPL junior pilot license and 30 hours of flying experience.”

After Takar, the HR manager, finished speaking, he turned his head and smiled proudly at Chen Fei.

This guy really came prepared.

Personnel Director Thakar pretended to hide his thoughts and said, "Xiao Chen, what about you?"

"I only have a C2 driver's license. I just finished reading the technical instructions ABCDE of the A-39B 'Big Mouth Monster' light turboprop attack aircraft. There are five books in total. I have no flying experience, no flying toys, and have never played flying games. Others are related to flying. It matters... I only have it, Xiaojiu!"

Chen Fei held the bird in his hands and gestured. He always felt that he came to the interview not to drive ducks to the shelf, but to drive ducks to the barbecue grill. It was too difficult to be a human being.

Bird chirped knowingly, tilting his head to look at the teasers across from him.

"Chirp!"

Birds are natural flight experts, undoubtedly the number one, and even humans have to learn from them.

…

"Poof!~~"

"Hahaha!"

Several pilots present could no longer hold back their laughter.

Thakar, the HR director, didn't want to laugh too blatantly in front of everyone. His expression was slightly distorted, and it was obvious that he was having a hard time enduring it.

Chekov rubbed his head helplessly.

"Boy, are you serious? Hahahaha..."

The competitor on the side, Sanjani couldn't hold it back anymore and burst into laughter, feeling that he had won another move, and he was so defeated!

Chekov suddenly said: "No! You have twenty minutes of actual combat flying experience, and your record is as good as a gold dragon."

His words made Sanjani, the laughing competitor, feel like a cock being choked, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Bang!

"Shit!"

Personnel Director Thakar finally remembered that there was such a thing, and slammed the table angrily.

Shenma aviation fans, game masters, RPL junior pilot licenses and 30 hours of flying experience are not worth the 20 minutes facing the gold-type dragon, let alone the actual shooting record. The two are almost amateur players and professional players. difference.

The next second, the personnel manager quickly noticed that Chekov and several pilots stopped laughing and looked over with unkind expressions.

Damn it, this is the territory of the "Zhenxiang" squadron. Who dares to slap the table here? What do you mean? !

"What are you looking at?"

Good guy! As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he quickly covered his troublesome mouth.

The rule of survival in Takar's hometown: cowardice is the way to go.

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