Great Power Fighting Falcon

Chapter 591 Mom’s cooking is always the most delicious

Life is always going to be unsatisfactory, and when you find it irresistible, there is no other way than to close your eyes and enjoy it.

This is what Li Zhan is like at the moment. How much he hopes that it will be a simple and direct fighter plane full of masculinity, but contrary to expectations, what he gets is a new skin that cannot find an appropriate adjective, oh, a new paint job. He originally wanted to repaint it in a simple but not simple style, but when he learned that the new paint was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, he decisively gave up the idea of ​​changing the paint.

"Then let it be like this. No matter how much you love, you have to endure the humiliation and bear the burden. I'll give you a few more shots and smell your jet fuel..."

After becoming the deputy chief teacher, his focus on thinking about issues has changed. He has not been in office for a long time, but his stingy attributes have already become more prominent. Moran'an is the commander of the army and is in charge of overall work, while Lao Chentou is in charge of combat and political work.

Lao Chentou's division of labor can be said to be very peculiar. Generally, combat and political work are separated. However, Lao Chentou is a political cadre with a military cadre background, and he is also a senior pilot. He has flown more than a dozen types of aircraft. Plant it! Therefore, before the Flying Sharks formed an army, he, the political commissar, served as the chief instructor.

Before that, the financial work of the army was also in charge of Lao Chen. Moregan was more detached, taking care of everything but not taking care of anything in detail. After Li Zhan became the deputy head coach, the financial aspect was handed over to him.

When Morenan and Lao Chentou discussed the division of labor, they had the following conversation:

Moran An: I think you should hand over the finance to Li Zhan. This is not a division of power between you, Mr. Chen. The main reason is that I think this guy is more sensitive to money, so it is most appropriate for him to take care of the finance.

Old Chentou: I think so too. In addition to finance, he is also in charge of training.

Morenan: This is natural.

So it was settled.

So when Li Zhan learned that the new paint was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, he couldn't bear it even if the painting was a piece of shit!

What bitches, bitches, bitches, aren’t they just a livery?

"I remember it was when I was in the army to the Second Division. At that time, I had enough energy to fly a third-generation aircraft. I'm not bragging. If I stayed in Beikong at my level, I would have modified a third-generation aircraft right after I was in the army. At that time, Mr. Chen was our The political commissar of the base, he told me personally. A talent like me! When I got to the second division, what did I fly? The J-7, the No. 037 J-7EEGH on the combat readiness stand that was exposed to the sun and rain every day! I personally never pick it. After picking and choosing, I flew the J-6 after I arrived in Beiku. What happened? What happened? What happened to the J-6 and J-7? I said something at the time, I will never be famous for famous fighters, but will definitely make them famous. Fighters are famous because of me! Even a J-6! When I shoot down a third-generation aircraft, the J-6 has already gone down in history!"

"You go ahead and draw it! You can say what you like about me, bitch, bitch! Even if it is a flying brick! Under my control, it will definitely be a flying brick that can shoot down enemy planes!"

Li Zhan delivered an impromptu speech in the maintenance hangar, and the officers and soldiers listened with enthusiasm.

At this time, the pig teammate assisted again. Ying Wanjun pointed at Li Zhan and couldn't help laughing, "This sentence is so funny! Hahaha!"

When the officers and soldiers saw their sister-in-law laughing, they suddenly came to their senses and burst into laughter in unison!

Li Zhan was embarrassed. His disguise of being "strong on the outside but hard on the inside" was exposed by his wife. Yes, he cares about image very much. As a soldier, he cares about face very much. Flying such a plane out would probably attract a lot of ridicule. The king of combat pilots, the deadliest pilot in the Mediterranean, the mad dog of the South China Sea, these labels that had been labeled for a long time were suddenly mixed with some humor (?) factors.

It was like a very serious venue. Li Zhan was delivering an impassioned speech, and suddenly a little kid without pants rushed up and flashed his butt to everyone.

Leaving the maintenance hangar in despair, Li Zhan couldn't help but sigh.

Ying Wanjun walked with him to the outfield and asked, "Are you not angry anymore?"

"Of course you're angry!" Li Zhan glared and said, "Those bastards don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. Hundreds of thousands to change the paint, hundreds of thousands, that's a lot of tons of aviation fuel."

"Huh? So you're angry about this?" Ying Wanjun covered her mouth in surprise, which was not what she expected at all.

Li Zhan sighed and said, "Yeah. You don't know how much daily training consumes. When I was the team leader in Beiku, I never paid much attention to logistics. Anyway, the security was enough, so I didn't have a deep feeling. "

After a pause, Li Zhan said with emotion, "It was only after I became the deputy general in charge of financial work that I realized that the daily expenses of the army were so huge. Let me calculate a few major items for you. For example, aviation fuel, our army normally requires XX tons are consumed, and the aviation fuel alone costs XX million yuan. There is also the daily maintenance of the aircraft. Fighters are no cheaper than civil aviation airliners, and may even be more expensive in some aspects. Then there are personnel expenses. On average, each If you fly for one hour, you will have to spend XX million yuan just for the rod fee. Let’s not talk about the life of the fighter plane, let’s talk about the engine life. The average flight hour costs X million yuan. Just these items alone will be enough for a full flight It’s just XXX million yuan.”

Ying Wanjun was extremely surprised, "So many! Isn't that hundreds of millions a month?"

"That's not the case. You can't fly every day. Fifteen flying days a month is pretty good, and being able to fly twenty flying days is considered high-intensity." Li Zhan said.

Ying Wanjun said, "That's a lot of money. The army originally needs so much money to maintain."

"Either way, all you need to fight a war is money. If it's wartime, the consumption of ammunition alone is a huge figure, which is very difficult." Li Zhan said with emotion, "So when I heard how much the new paint cost, One hundred thousand, my teeth hurt. What a bunch of prodigal bastards!"

Ying Wanjun couldn't help but laugh, so she thought for a moment and said, "Azhan, you have never asked about the family's finances."

Li Zhan said naturally, "Isn't it because of you? I take care of the army and you take care of the family, and we work together to fight."

Ying Wanjun was stunned for a moment, and her heart almost melted. There is nothing more true than such a confession. You must know that this is a true expression of true feelings without thinking!

"There will be flight training soon. Today is a formation stunt, which is very entertaining. Let's go and watch the wedding stage tomorrow." Li Zhan pulled Ying Wanjun to walk faster.

Tomorrow's mass wedding will be held on the taxiway in front of the outfield apron. The airport has so much open space that thousands of people can't see anything. As the deputy chief instructor, Li Zhan has a very clear understanding of training arrangements. He not only has an account of who will fly for what subjects and for how long, but he also keeps it in his mind verbatim.

On the apron, it should be a hangar. In the middle section of the taxiway in front, the finishing work of setting up the stage is being carried out. The backbone of the cadres of the Propaganda Department and the officers and soldiers of the Field Service Company are busy. There is another person in charge of the Propaganda Section. He is a major in his thirties, surnamed Pang. He has a relatively stable personality and is good at publicity.

Section Chief Pang smiled and reported, "Vice President, sister-in-law, the arrangements for the venue are as follows..."

"Chief Pang, I just came here to take a look. Don't be so formal. You are busy with your business and we can walk around casually." Li Zhan interrupted Section Chief Pang with a smile.

Section Chief Pang was obedient and said, "Okay, Vice President, if you have any instructions, call me anytime."

After getting on the stage, Ying Wanjun said, "They all call you vice president. What is your position?"

Li Zhan said, "The deputy chief instructor is a temporary position. Our unit has not been formally established yet, and many positions are temporary. The deputy chief instructor is almost the third-in-command in the unit, and he has greater power and heavier responsibilities."

"So that's it." Ying Wanjun suddenly realized.

There was a roar, and a fighter plane slid out of the tarmac. Ying Wanjun quickly looked over, one after another, a total of six planes slid out, and the column slid towards the take-off position. What she recognized was that it had an extra pair of small wings than the J-11B she had seen in Beiku before, and the wing area seemed to be larger.

"This is the J-15. Our name is Fei Shark. The name of the unit comes from the name of the fighter plane." Li Zhan introduced, "Today we flew formation stunts, a two-plane formation and a three-plane formation."

The fighter planes skied and took off one after another. The ultra-short take-off distance opened Ying Wanjun's eyes and asked, "Do you usually take off like this?"

"Yes, you have to take off like this when you get on the aircraft carrier. The rolling distance is only 107 meters. We are using a heavy fighter plane, which cannot be fully loaded when taking off." Li Zhan said.

Ying Wanjun imagined that scene in her mind and took a breath, "That's very dangerous."

"Taking off is not dangerous, landing is. Have you seen those blocking wires? There is a hook at the tail of the fighter plane. When landing, use the hook to hook the blocking wire so that it can stop within a hundred meters." Li Zhan pointed out. The first flight training area.

Li Zhan kept talking. By the time he noticed that Ying Wanjun was staring at him, her face turned pale and her lips were trembling, it was already too late. He quickly made up for it: "Actually, it's not that dangerous..."

"Why don't you go back? There's nothing good to see." Li Zhan said, regretting it so much that he didn't stop the car for a moment and thought he was giving a lesson to the students. It would be strange not to scare Ying Wanjun to the point of peeing after saying this.

Ying Wanjun shook her head firmly, "No, I just want to see the landing."

Li Zhan was helpless.

The fleet returned to land after more than half an hour of training. When Ying Wanjun saw such a large fighter plane being grabbed, her little fists clenched and it took a lot of effort to control it. She really wanted to tell Li Zhan to stop flying and change jobs, but she knew that flying was Li Zhan's destiny, and Li Zhan who left flying was a zombie.

It's not easy to be a family member of the military, and it's even harder to be a family member of a combat pilot.

Li Zhan was relieved for a while before Ying Wanjun slowly calmed down and said, "Didn't you just see that, good luck comes? My nickname is Good Luck Comes, so you don't have to worry at all."

"Okay, I'm not worried." Ying Wanjun said.

Li Zhan sighed inwardly and said, "Don't tell the old people, lest they worry."

"I know." Ying Wanjun nodded.

This is a topic that cannot be overcome, and it is also a heavy topic that one is unwilling to bring up. It is easy to say that being a soldier is always ready to sacrifice for the motherland in order to fight, but it is very difficult to actually do it. Anyone with such courage deserves respect and deserves corresponding treatment.

There was a big dinner in the cafeteria in the evening, and a deputy leader from the ship company came. The superior leadership attached great importance to this collective wedding. A stage was set up in the middle of the canteen, and the fleet cultural workers also came over and performed impromptu performances directly on the stage. There was a very tall and beautiful female civilian host who organized various impromptu performances by the officers and soldiers. The various interactions were active and the rhythm was very well controlled. .

The big party gave the feeling of a party.

At the end, the female civilian officer's affectionate confession to her parents and family members resonated with the families of the officers and soldiers. Many of them shed tears and were deeply moved.

The female civilian officer randomly called on the officers and soldiers and their families to speak on the stage, but she named Pei Lei, who was sitting at the same table with the 533 crew for dinner. Pei Lei gracefully took the stage and took the microphone and expressed his gratitude to his parents.

He said, "My parents are farmers. They farm at home and go out to do odd jobs during the off-season. It was very hard for us two brothers to raise us. They are actually not that old. They are 50 years old this year. Rural people age quickly. It seems that Like sixty or seventy years old. They have a hard life. I am in my fifth year this year. I have only been back home once in five years. That was two years ago when my dad was sick and he took family leave and went back for a month. I have decided Continue to serve and stay in the army. But I will be in debt to my parents."

The female clerk asked, "If my uncle and aunt were here, what would you most want to say to them?"

Pei Lei was stunned for a moment, his nose felt a little sore. He calmed down and made his smile look more natural. He opened his mouth again and again, with love in his heart, and said, "Mom, I want to eat the dumplings you made."

Pei Lei subconsciously emphasized it and said, "My mother's dumplings are very delicious. I won't lie to you, it's true!"

Good-natured laughter erupted throughout the audience.

Li Zhan appeared out of nowhere, strode over with a plate of dumplings in his hand, held a microphone and said, "Corporal Pei Lei, I have prepared dumplings for you, please try how they taste."

Everyone looked at it with smiles and were moved from the bottom of their hearts.

"Boss, this, this." Pei Lei felt a little embarrassed in front of so many leaders.

"Try it and rate it." Li Zhan said with a smile.

"yes!"

Pei Lei picked one up and threw it into his mouth, very much like a soldier. Slowly, he chewed more and more slowly, nodded slightly, and said vaguely, "Yeah, it looks like my mother's bread, it's delicious."

His eyes were fixed and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The whole place was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

The two old men stood up from the table next to the deputy leader of the ship company, accompanied by Morenan and Lao Chentou. Among them, a female cadre accompanied the old woman and walked with them to the stage. The old woman staggered and kept wiping away tears. The old man beside her was also in tears.

They are not old people, but time and life have left too many traces on this fifty-year-old couple!

"Dad! Mom!"

Pei Lei laughed happily, strode over, stood at attention in front of his parents and saluted, "Salute to you!"

"Son." Mother Pei, an emotionally reserved rural woman, completely collapsed and cried while hugging her son.

At this moment, Pei Lei finally broke out, hugging his mother and crying loudly, as if he had finally waited for the child of a mother who went out to work. The cry spread throughout the dining hall through the microphone, echoing and reverberating.

It is the cry of a child that will always belong to its mother.

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