[Thanks for the reward from qq reading "Your Yang". 】

Dongling Station Office Building, Office of Team Leader Hu Zhongming.

"Captain, this is yesterday's accident report." Yang Luo tried his best to smile and handed over a thin piece of paper.

Yang Luo spent the whole night last night thinking hard, scratching his head and head, and it was quite painful to write. It took him countless brain cells to figure out the contents of this piece of paper.

It's not that Yang Luo doesn't know how to write a report, but he is thinking about how to fool him about the jet fuel. After all, writing the real reason why the jet fuel is gone may result in a punishment.

"Just a piece of paper?" Seeing the contents of only one piece of paper, Hu Zhongming's line immediately darkened and he asked.

Yang Luo smiled and said: "Condensation is the essence."

After glaring at Yang Luo and resisting the urge to scold this boy, Hu Zhongming still took the report and his eyes fell on this so-called report.

But the further down the page, the darker Hu Zhongming's face became. After reading it, Hu Zhongming's face was darker than a black man's, and he could literally drip with ink.

Is this a report?

It’s just nonsense!

The two words "report" at the top take up two lines, and the words below are also written quite large. It is still a question whether the total of all the words is a thousand words.

Yang Luo had been paying attention to Hu Zhongming's expression. When he saw something was wrong with Hu Zhongming's face, he secretly yelled that it was bad. It seemed that he couldn't be fooled. He immediately put away the smile on his face and stood upright in front of his desk.

"This is your report. It should be condensed to the essence. Whatever you wrote, take it back and rewrite it." Hu Zhongming said with a dark face.

"Captain, I haven't written this before and I don't know how to write it. Why don't you give me a template and I will write according to it." Yang Luo said with an apologetic smile.

"Return the template? Aren't you just worried that you will be punished if you write down the aviation fuel problem?" Hu Zhongming laughed angrily, and finally said helplessly, "Yang Luo, just write down what happened clearly, and don't go."

It's a fraud. If I really want to punish you, I can directly retrieve your flight data, which will be much more authentic than your report."

"Yang Luo, you are a very talented pilot, otherwise the regiment would not devote such a large amount of resources to you. What you need to do is to seriously improve your flying skills. Don't worry about other things. The regiment will

Help you get it done." Hu Zhongming then said seriously.

Yang Luo touched his nose and said sheepishly: "It's just my villain's heart. Captain, I'll write a new one right away when I get back."

Picking up the report that Hu Zhongming threw on the table, he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait." Hu Zhongming called to Yang Luo who was about to leave, opened the drawer of his desk, took out two books from it, and then said: "Yang Luo, have you read these two books?"

The writing has turned yellow and has obvious dog-ears. It has obviously been read frequently.

Yang Luo took it and took a look. The cover was a series of professional English words, translated as "Fighter Air Combat: Tactics and Maneuvering", written by Robert Xiao.

As a pilot, your English must be passed. Even if it is not as good as a professional English translation, normal reading and communication is still no problem.

"I've seen the Chinese version." Yang Luo said.

The Chinese version of the book "Fighter Air Combat: Tactics and Maneuvering" is very common on the market and can be purchased by ordinary people. It is not a rare thing, so Yang Luo had read this book when he was still at Aviation University.

"There are problems with the translation of the Chinese version, and there are deletions and revisions, which are very different from the original version. These two books are the original version. You can take them back and read them." Hu Zhongming said.

Original version?

Yang Luo, who was still uninterested at first, perked up and said happily: "Thank you, leader."

I still remember how hard it was to read the Chinese version. The nouns before and after could be translated incorrectly, which shows how bad the translation was.

"Remember to return it to me after reading it. This is my private collection." Hu Zhongming saw Yang Luo's happy look and said seriously.

"Understood." Yang Luo left two words, walked to the door, and suddenly returned.

Hu Zhongming said strangely: "What? Is there anything else?"

"Captain, I want to ask you about someone." Yang Luo said sheepishly.

"If you fart quickly, why are you acting like a girl?" Hu Zhongming said angrily.

Yang Luo swallowed, made up his mind, and said, "It's Dr. Zhang Qingyao from the aviation hospital."

"Have you fallen in love with her?" Hu Zhongming said with a half-smile, his eyes looking up and down Yang Luo's face.

Yang Luo's face suddenly turned red, all the way to his neck. He hurriedly explained: "No, I just feel very comfortable chatting with her and want to know more about her."

"No need to explain, I understand." Hu Zhongming said, with an "I understand" expression on his face.

"Captain, it's really not what you think." Yang Luo jumped up and down anxiously, but couldn't explain it.

What a pity, he really has no idea about Zhang Qingyao now, he just wants to know the details of the other party.

"Today's young people are not straightforward at all. Like us at that time, if you like someone, you will tell him if you are embarrassed..." Hu Zhongming recalled his time and talked a lot.

"Stop." Yang Luo hurriedly stopped the commander's recollection and said, "Captain, are you going to tell me or not? If not, I will leave."

Hu Zhongming stopped, as if he still had something to say, glared at Yang Luo, and said: "Zhang Qingyao is a new aviation doctor in our group. She has a master's degree in medicine. She is currently studying for a doctorate on the job. The important thing is that she is the same age as you and is also from Qianzhou.

It’s your fellow countryman. You see, the time, place, people, and people are favorable, so you have to hurry up.”

"You are the leader, are you really okay if you take away the political commissar's job?" Yang Luo slandered and ignored Hu Zhongming's last words.

He has a master's degree in medicine and is studying for a doctorate on the job. He is the same age as himself. This set of information shocked Yang Luo so much that his jaw dropped.

It also made Yang Luo understand why Zhang Qingyao was awarded the rank of captain at a young age. A master's degree can directly grant the rank of captain.

This was a real boss. He would become a boss with a female doctor in just a few years. Yang Luo said in his heart that he couldn't afford to offend him.

Yang Luo left the regiment leader's office in a daze, but Hu Zhongming picked up the phone and dialed the number of the political commissar's office.

"Political commissar, you have work to do." Hu Zhongming said as soon as the call was connected.

"What's going on?" Wen Xianjun was confused. How could I have something to do? I would be idle one day.

Hu Zhongming explained: "That's right, this guy Yang Luo just asked me about Zhang Qingyao, the new aviation doctor in the aviation doctor's office. I think this guy probably has a crush on her."

Wen Xianjun said happily: "This is a good thing. I will definitely bring them together."

The army has always been in a state of yang and yin, and military marriage has always been one of the important tasks of every political commissar. Other military services are better, with a large number of conscripts, and only need to worry about the marriages of non-commissioned officers and a small number of officers.

However, the Air Force is basically composed of officers and non-commissioned officers, with very few conscripts.

Officers and non-commissioned officers serve for decades and devote the best years of their lives to the military camp, so it is especially difficult to find candidates.

Just like the 122nd Regiment, all pilots are officers, not many are married, and most are singles. The same is true for a large number of non-commissioned officers in the aircraft maintenance department. Wen Xianjun has to worry about the marriages of these people.

Now that he heard that Yang Luo and Zhang Qingyao were expected to become a couple, Wen Xianjun was naturally happy.

"Political Commissar, please be patient and don't do bad things out of kindness." Hu Zhongming reminded.

"If you still need to remind me, I don't need to be a political commissar anymore. That's it. I'll hang up now. I'll go to the side of the aviation hospital to find out what Dr. Zhang means."

"I hope you can really become a couple." A beeping sound came from the phone. Hu Zhongming shook his head and put down the phone.

But Yang Luo said that after returning to the apartment, he spent more than half an hour writing a report on yesterday's accident, without any concealment, and then picked up the book given by Hu Zhongming and read it carefully.

"Fighter Air Combat: Tactics and Maneuvering" was written at the end of the last century. It cites nearly 150 detailed air combat examples and more than 250 fighter pilots' incisive summaries of air combat. It is a rare tactical theory work that closely integrates theory and practice.

Although the fighters described in it have long lagged behind today's fighters, its tactical and theoretical ideas are still worthy of reference by contemporary pilots.

After all, the main fighter aircraft of various countries are still second-generation and third-generation aircraft. Even the Yingjiang, which has the largest military power, its main fighter aircraft is still third-generation aircraft. The fourth-generation aircraft do not have a large amount of equipment, so they cannot avoid air combat.

As a stealth fourth-generation aircraft capable of beyond visual range strike, the possibility of air combat is also taken into consideration when designing. No one can guarantee that there will be no close-range air combat in future wars.

Fighters will fall behind and become obsolete, but tactical ideas will never become obsolete.

Yang Luo read "Fighter Air Combat: Tactics and Maneuvering" with great interest. Perhaps he had truly mastered flying. When he read it, he had a different understanding.

Read carefully and ponder carefully.

Time passes by minute by minute.

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Chapter completed!