The canteen of the Test Flight Institute is a four-story building.

The first floor is a canteen where soldiers eat, such as mechanical services, guards, support, tower staff, etc. Both officers and soldiers eat here.

The second floor is a place where non-military personnel eat, including some technicians and outsiders.

The third floor is commonly known as the air-service stove, a restaurant for test pilots to eat.

On the fourth floor is a restaurant for entertainment, which is usually open to everyone in the test flight yard, but you have to pay for it at your own expense.

Yang Luo took a step and calmly went up the third floor as the people coming and going.

The pilot restaurant on the third floor is also not small, but compared to the lively scene of crowds on the two floors below, it seems a bit deserted. There are only a dozen test pilots wearing training uniforms who are huddling to eat, and then there are only cooks chatting behind the buffet table.

Yang Luo looked at it, walked straight to the buffet table, picked up the tableware that had been sterilized on the side, and began to select food.

Yang Luo's sudden intrusion naturally attracted everyone's attention. After all, there were only a few test pilots in the test flight institute, and they were all very familiar with each other. Now, there was a guy who suddenly ran to the pilot's restaurant to eat, and they were all surprised.

Most people looked up and looked at it. Although they were puzzled, they didn't want to meddle in other people's business and continued to focus on dealing with the food on the plate.

But there were two test pilots in their thirties, one of them, and the other of them, who had been paying attention since Yang Luo stepped into the restaurant, and occasionally discussed in a low voice.

"Hey, Team Han, what's the origin of this guy?" asked the test pilot with the rank of lieutenant colonel, pulling the food on the plate.

"What's the origin? Maybe it's the pilot who landed here to refuel. It's impossible for non-pilots to come here to have a meal." Compared to the curious lieutenant colonel test pilot, the Korean team with the rank of colonel seemed a little indifferent and said casually.

"I think so. It shouldn't be the newly transferred test pilot. It's too young." The lieutenant colonel narrowed his eyes, looked up at Yang Luo who was picking up the meal in front of the buffet table, and muttered.

"What did you say?" Team Han did not hear what the lieutenant colonel said clearly, but only heard the three words "test pilot" vaguely. Suddenly, he remembered something, and his heart skipped a beat and asked.

"I said this kid is too young. What's wrong?" the lieutenant colonel repeated the last sentence and asked strangely.

"Not this sentence, the previous sentence."

"Previous sentence? What I said is that it should be impossible for a newly transferred test pilot. What's wrong with this sentence? Is there a problem?" The lieutenant colonel looked at Team Han, his eyes full of confusion.

"There are problems, there are big problems." Team South Korea said excitedly, "Chief Wang of Chengfei came to the hospital again, as if he was going to re-engage the J-10c test flight, but all our test pilots did not get any missions about the J-10c test flight. Do you think this kid is the test pilot of the J-10c test flight this time?"

"It's impossible. He is so young, maybe he hasn't been flying for a few days. How could Chief Commander Wang choose him to perform the test flight?" Lieutenant Colonel shook his head, disagreed with the words of Team South Korea, and said, "Squad Han, you're thinking too much. There are so many special test pilots in the hospital, no matter who comes on, they are better than him."

"It's not that I'm thinking too much, but that it's really possible. If it doesn't work, I have to hand him over and ask." Team Han said. He was a little worried. If things come true, it would be a big joke. The test pilots in the test flight institute are not trustworthy and they have to ask the pilots from the army to test flights. Where can they put the face of these test pilots?

"Okay, then when he finishes his meal, I will call him over." The lieutenant cadre happened to stuff a large piece of meat into his mouth and responded casually with some vagueness.

Soon, Yang Luo had already picked up a large plate of food and a glass of milky white milk. He turned around and looked at the dining area, found an empty table without anyone, and walked over.

Seeing this scene, the lieutenant colonel stood up from his position, waved to Yang Luo, and signaled Yang Luo to come here to sit.

When Yang Luo discovered the lieutenant colonel's movements, he was stunned at first. I had no acquaintances here. I looked around and confirmed that the other party was calling me. Then he took a step and sat down directly in the empty seat opposite them.

"Brother, what's the name? Where did you come from?" Team Han couldn't wait to ask.

Yang Luo picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and replied: "Yang Luo, from the northeast."

"Northeast? 31st Division or 39th Division, or 28th Division?" Team Han was full, put down his chopsticks, picked up the milk and took a sip, and continued to ask. His eyes swept over Yang Luo's chest mark on his right chest. After finding that Yang Luo was only a third-level pilot, he breathed a little relieved. He believed that even if Chief Executive Wang was not satisfied with the test pilot at the test flight institute, he would not be able to find a third-level pilot to test flight.

"31st Division." Yang Luo glanced at the lieutenant colonel opposite him, wondering why he knew so much about the Northeast flight troops, so it didn't matter to keep it confidential. After answering, he said, "Don't you invite me here, don't you tell me yourselves?"

Hearing Yang Luo's words, Team Han was stunned for a moment, looked up and down carefully at Yang Luo who looked a little tender on the other side, and smiled and said, "My name is Han Bo, the special test pilot of the Testing Academy."

Another lieutenant colonel also introduced himself: "My name is Wang Xin, a special test pilot."

Yang Luo was shocked when he heard the two of them's self-introduction.

Super test pilot.

This is a rare existence, and the two people in front of them are all super pilots.

Just like the level of a pilot, you can get a first-class pilot's qualifications, but it is not that easy for a special-class pilot. In addition to cumulative safe flight time, it also includes tactical theory, personal technology and physical fitness assessments.

You also need to have the ability to have multiple meteorological conditions and multiple models.

The reason why Yang Luo is still a third-level pilot is that he does not have enough flight time and does not meet the standards of a second-level pilot.

The same is true for test pilots. First-level test pilots are easy, but special-level test pilots are difficult. The test pilots only lack one tactical theoretical assessment. For them, they basically don’t have to go to the battlefield.

The special test pilot has performed quite a lot of test flight missions, and I don’t know how many times I missed Death.

Every time the test flight, the test pilot must first write a suicide note and explain his past, because no one knows whether this test flight will be in danger and whether he can come back.

Looking at the history of domestic aviation, nearly thirty test pilots have died in test flights over the past few decades.

Some people may say that there are more pilots sacrificed, but you have to know that there are only a few test pilots. The entire test pilot in the test institute is only one regiment, but not like the large organization regiment of the 122nd Regiment, and the test flight regiment has only two brigades.

Think about the test pilots' sacrifice, and you can imagine how dangerous the test pilots are. It can be said that every time the test pilot takes off to perform a test flight mission, he goes up with the determination to die.

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