Yang Luo only had two days to visit his relatives, so early in the morning of the third day, Yang Luo packed his clothes and set off again.

At the specified time, Yang Luo took a civil flight at the civil airport and arrived at the first-class international airport in Chengdu.

Yang Luo took a special passage because Jiangyan Air Force Sanatorium sent someone to pick him up.

A commuter car directly pulled Yang Luo to Jiangyan Air Force Sanatorium.

Jiangyan Air Force Sanatorium is located in Jiangyan City, at the exit of the Minjiang River on the northwest edge of the Rongcheng Plain. It is the only Air Force Sanatorium in the southwest region.

When the sanatorium was first established, the focus was on the beautiful mountains and rivers of Jiangyan City, with green trees and a "natural oxygen bar".

It is responsible for the recuperation, physical examination and disease correction tasks of Air Force pilots and retired cadres. It is one of the concluding conclusion centers for pilot health assessment in the ten Air Force stations of the entire army.

Jiangyan Air Force Sanatorium was once very mysterious, but now it has gradually faded its mysterious veil and is open to ordinary people.

The commuter car entered through the gate of the sanatorium and stopped before reaching the sanatorium. A nurse had been waiting at the door for a long time.

I have heard from other pilots that the Air Force has a good environment for recuperation. Along the way, Yang Luo found that this is indeed the case.

The Jiangyan Air Force Sanatorium has elegant architecture, with green trees, shimmering waves on the lake, and flying birds, making people feel like they have entered the water town of Jiangnan in a trance.

With sunglasses and bag on her back, Yang Luo got out of the car and looked up at the tall building of the nursing center. Yang Luocai walked into the nursing center accompanied by a nurse.

At this time, a game was being played on the first floor of the sanitation center, and the participants were pilots of other troops who arrived first.

In the center of the venue, two pilots in training uniforms were playing, while other pilots beside him were shouting and cheering.

After stopping and watching for a while, Yang Luo followed the nurse to fill in the information and completed the check-in procedures. Then the nurse took a series of various physical examinations.

During the conversation with the nurse, Yang Luo also learned about some rules and regulations and precautions in the sanatorium.

For example, if you have something to go out, you must return before 10 o'clock in the evening, and you are prohibited from spending the night; and you must rest after you call at 10 o'clock in the evening, and you are prohibited from walking or going out.

For example, you need to participate in aviation physiological training every day, cooperate with doctors' examinations, etc.

Yang Luo took everything the nurse said in his heart.

When you arrive at a place, you have to obey the other party’s management. Yang Luo still has this enlightenment.

Yang Luo's heart was not in the sanatorium at all, and his heart had already flown to 611 schools in the urban area of ​​Rong.

After lunch, Yang Luo went to take a leave, left the gate of Jiangyan Air Force Sanatorium, waited outside the gate for a while, took a taxi, and headed straight to 611 50 kilometers away.

The taxi driver is a middle-aged man with traces of the Mediterranean above his head, but he is very talkative and has never stopped his mouth since Yang Luo got in the car.

There are many vehicles on the expressway to Chengdu City District, including taxis, private cars, buses, trucks and other vehicles, and they are often busy.

The driver's driving skills are very good. He takes advantage of the traffic and surpasses various types of vehicles. He keeps asking, "Comrade, you should be a pilot, right?"

"Master, good eyesight." Yang Luo praised with a thumbs up, "How did you see that I am a pilot, but I can't be other troops of the Air Force?-->>

There are many branches of the Air Force.”

"Your rank has been exposed." The driver said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Yang Luo asked when he heard this. He was wearing regular clothes now, and his military rank was still on his shoulders, but he had removed the decorations that could indicate the troops and profession.

"You are wearing an Air Force uniform in the car in the sanatorium. Except for the pilots, the rest of the soldiers who are recuperating in the sanatorium are all high-ranking officials. Your military rank is so low that you can only be a pilot." The driver smiled and said, "I am familiar with the sanatorium. My family is in that area."

"Master, you are a local, and you must know Rongcheng very well. Tell me what fun places are there in Rongcheng?"

"You're asking the right person. Rongcheng is within a radius of 100 kilometers, and there is no place I'm not familiar with. The first choice is to breed giant pandas. If you don't go to Rongcheng to see giant pandas, it's like you're in vain."

Yang Luo nodded and continued to ask, "What else?"

"Jiangyan Scenic Area, Kuanzhai Alley, Jinli Ancient Street, Wuhou Temple, Qingcheng Mountain, Du Fu Thatched Cottage, etc. You can visit these places. The tickets are not expensive, only a few dozen yuan." The driver said sincerely, "Just remember one thing, don't go to places with more than 100 tickets, it's a place that will kill people and don't deserve their lives."

Yang Luo sat in the co-pilot and chatted happily with the driver, looking at the strange city, the tall buildings Daxia and overpasses everywhere, looking forward to meeting Zhang Qingyao after half a year separation.

Time passed by in a chat without realizing it, and the taxi "squeaked" and suddenly stopped steadily.

"Comrade, there is 611 in front of me, which is a no-parking area. You need to take a few steps." After the driver stopped, he pulled up the handbrake and reminded Yang Luo on the co-pilot.

"Master, thank you."

Yang Luo paid the car money, thanked him, picked up his backpack and opened the door and got out of the car.

Standing on the sidewalk, Yang Luo was a little nervous and excited.

The distance is closer, but my heart is in chaos.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Luo calmed down and walked towards the magnificent door of 611.

When he walked to the gate of Station 611 and saw the soldiers standing guard, Yang Luo remembered that he seemed to be unable to enter.

Institute 611 belongs to national defense research institutions and has a confidentiality level. It is not possible to enter by any person. It is necessary to have a certificate of entry and exit.

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A beautiful figure wearing a summer uniform in the Air Force strolls on the road leading to the gate of 611, with a capable short hair gently fluttering in the wind.

Just now, Zhang Qingyao received a call from Yang Luo, saying that she had a surprise and asked her to hurry to the gate, but she hung up the phone without explaining the specific surprise.

In the 611st School, Zhang Qingyao, who likes to wear military uniforms all day long, is definitely an outlier, because the soldiers I see in the 611st School are either here to do business, older, or guards.

As young as Zhang Qingyao, he is an officer, and a student, almost invisible.

Zhang Qingyao has not yet lost her military status. Perhaps she may lose her military status after she graduated from her master's degree and joins Chengfei.

"Surprise? What surprise? Could it be..." Zhang Qingyao muttered.

The breeze gently caressed a trace of scattered hair. Zhang Qingyao thought while walking, suddenly stunned, her eyes turned toward the gate, then accelerated her pace and trotted along the main road leading to the gate.

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Chapter completed!