Donglingchang Station in March is still very cold. Compared with the previous few days, the temperature has dropped again today, with the lowest temperature reaching minus 16 degrees Celsius.

Facing the cold wind and bathing in the sunshine that could not feel the slightest temperature, Yang Luo shuttled through the living area of ​​Donglingchang Station and gradually arrived at the office building.

"Dongdong!"

Standing outside Hu Zhongming's office, Yang Luo reached out and knocked on the door a few times.

A familiar voice came from inside the door: "Please come in."

Yang Luo gently pushed open the door and walked into the office. He saw Hu Zhongming sitting behind the desk with a serious face. After saluting, he said, "Captain, I'm here."

"Sit down and say." Hu Zhongming pointed to the chair opposite and said.

Yang Luo pulled open the chair and sat up unceremoniously, looking at Hu Zhongming, waiting for the following.

"Look." Hu Zhongming said, handing Yang Luo a document.

Yang Luo was a little confused. He glanced at Hu Zhongming before taking it and looked down.

"Notice: The first brigade and the first squadron of the regiment were renamed the Lijian Squadron, and will be transferred to the Kat station for training from now on. The squadron leader Yang Luo will be fully responsible for the training matters, with a duration of six months. Training Center of the China Air Force Command."

"This..." Yang Luo was a little confused and a little surprised.

At this moment, Yang Luo could not believe what he saw.

"You read that right. This is a notice issued by the Air Force directly, asking you to lead the team to transfer to the training." Seeing Yang Luo's expression, Hu Zhongming said directly.

"Why me?" Yang Luo asked.

Hu Zhongming did not say what he knew, but said slowly: "You have to ask the Air Force. Let you be fully responsible for the transfer and training, this is your trust in you."

"I would rather not trust this." Yang Luo muttered.

To be honest, Yang Luo is actually lazy. Since he became the squadron leader in December last year, he has basically not taken care of anything. Of course, this has something to do with the squadron leader's power.

However, this time, there were more things to do to lead the team to transfer to the training.

It can be seen from the words "full responsibility" that it is equivalent to doing the work of a group leader. Although he can only manage four people, his responsibilities and obligations are greater.

Every day, you have to process various documents, write various materials, arrange training, teach tactics, and deal with the relationship with the station to ensure the successful development of flight training.

In short, there are a lot of trivial matters, which are so troublesome.

There is no such thing as a squadron leader now, it is actually as easy as an ordinary pilot.

Rights is not very attractive to Yang Luo at present, and has not been there for at least four or five years.

Although Yang Luo wants to stay in the army all his life and does not want to stop flying and transfer one day and have to climb up, he is too young and has time, and he doesn't want to be bound by trivial matters.

What Yang Luo currently likes is the feeling of soaring freely in the blue sky alone

"What did you say?" Hu Zhongming asked back without hearing it clearly.

"I'll say thank you for your trust." Yang Luo said loudly, but the expression on his face was obviously right and wrong.

"The organization really trusts you, and I hope you don't let this trust down." Hu Zhongming took out a few books seriously and handed them to Yang Luo, saying, "These are some management books, so I have time to read them."

"Thank you, the leader." Yang Luo thanked.

"In the past six months, you have a heavy burden on your shoulders and a heavy responsibility. Don't act irritatingly. You must establish good relations with the local government. Although your training funds are specially approved by the Air Force, the local government is still responsible for all material procurement. In other words, you are buying from them, don't delay training due to material reasons."

Hu Zhongming said earnestly: "I want to remind you especially to restrain your temperament and not let yourself go when you go to heaven. Everything is mainly about safety. If you are at the Kat Station, I can't help you with anything happening."

"Captain, I understand." Yang Luo nodded and said seriously.

"Okay, the takeoff time is scheduled at 2 pm. Now you go to the political commissar and he has something to explain." Hu Zhongming waved his hand and said.

"Captain, I'll leave first."

Yang Luo picked up a few books, left Hu Zhongming's office, turned right after leaving the door, and entered Wen Xianjun's office to listen to the teachings.

It was indeed a teaching. Wen Xianjun talked to him for more than an hour and taught him a lot of knowledge that a manager needs to master.

After leaving the political commissar's office, Yang Luo went to the sailing infirmary and told Zhang Qingyao that he was leaving for half a year. This time he talked about lunch time.

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At 2:00 pm, Hangar No. 1.

The first squadron...uh, now it's called Lijian Squadron. The four people in Lijian Squadron carried personal belongings and were carrying flying helmets. After hugging and saying goodbye to their comrades who came to see them off, they stood in front of the hangar.

"Report to the commander of the regiment, the sword squadron is ready and requesting to board the plane." Yang Luo stood attentively saluted.

Hu Zhongming returned the gift, "As planned."

"Yes." Yang Luo shouted, "Sword Squadron, board the plane."

Turn around, strode towards you, climb the boarding ladder and enter the cockpit, fix your backpack, wear a flight helmet, and connect it to the cockpit.

The glass canopy cover slowly closed, the boarding ladder evacuated, and everyone on the ground evacuated outside the safe area.

"boom!"

The powerful roar of the al-31fn vector turbofan aviation engine resounded through Hangar No. 1 and came into all the ears in the hangar.

The tail nozzle is filled with azure blue high-temperature tail flames, spraying out a high-temperature airflow, releasing a rolling heat wave in the cold hangar.

“Can slide out.”

Directly in front, a cabin crew member wearing a vest whispered a flag and signaled to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo, wearing a flying helmet, nodded.

"salute!"

Outside the safe area, Hu Zhongming shouted loudly, raised his right hand and saluted the four men from the Sword Squadron who were about to leave for half a year.

Whether it was an aircraft operator or a pilot, no matter what military rank, they raised their right hands and saluted solemnly.

This is a blessing to the Sword Squadron.

Yang Luo raised his right hand, looked at the people standing on the ground, and replied with a greeting.

The ceremony is over.

Hold the throttle valve in your left hand, slowly push it up, hold the joystick in your right hand, and gently press forward.

"boom!"

With the increase in the input of aviation fuel, the engine roar slowly increased. The ones that were originally parked quietly in Hangar No. 1 began to move, slowly slipped out of the Hangar No. hangar, entered the traction track under the guidance of the flag verb, and slid smoothly towards Runway No. 1.

At the same time, three other aviation engines roared in the hangar, and three J-10cs slowly slid out of the hangar and turned into the traction lane in turn.

Xu Zhiqiang's, Wang Hanyu's, Xue Fei's.

The four J-10cs of the Lijian Squadron were all fully loaded with fuel, and three auxiliary fuel tanks were hung to carry out this transfer training.

The roar of four aviation engines merged together and resounded over the sky, each sailing forward and backward into a runway in sequence.

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Chapter completed!