On the second day of "building blocks" to build a cabin, it was auspicious.
Although it was not a formal residence, Mr. Zhou still hung Five Emperors' Money from the beams. After the beams were hung, he also set off firecrackers.
Of course, together with the beams, there is an integrated roof; after that, there are floor slabs, wall panels, stair railings, and some more detailed components.
However, just as Zhou Yan was planning to collect red thatch as a roof, he suddenly received a call from Yu Zhenghang, whom he had not contacted for a long time.
"Mr. Zhou, this is what happened..."
When Zhou Yan hung up the phone, he found that his family members were all staring at him curiously.
"Zhou Yan, who called here?"
Facing a crowd of curious children, Zhou Yan had no choice but to tell the whole story.
"Five years ago, I tricked a young man into becoming a pilot in the clouds. Now that young man has made a meritorious service, he doesn't really want to fly anymore. His father really has no choice but to seek medical treatment for his illness. He found me and asked me to think about it.
Method……"
"Pilot, it would be such a pity to change careers..." Father Zhou sighed and looked at Zhou Yan, "Do you have any good ideas?"
"I have some clues, but we have to wait until we meet to discuss the details..." Zhou Yan thought for a while, then glanced back at the wooden house that had begun to take shape, "Dad, the matter is urgent. I plan to return to the capital tomorrow, and I will do the rest of the work."
Son, you guys should be busy first, I’ll probably be back in two or three days..."
"Good thing, go ahead!"
Then, Zhou Yan made a phone call and spoke to his wife.
In the afternoon, the family no longer continued to build the cabin, but prepared to go to the capital to bring things to the third aunt's family.
The next day, Zhou Yan drove various incubators in a pickup truck straight to Xinhai, and then flew to the capital.
After landing, Zhou Yan delivered the large and small boxes to his third aunt's house, then came to the headquarters of Qingyan Airlines and went straight to the general manager's office.
"Lao Xu," Zhou Yan knocked on the office door, "Is anyone using the company's six-degree flight simulation cockpit?"
"Hey, you're back?" Xu Chongsheng looked surprised, "You've been idle, what's going on? Do you need it?"
"Prepare two sets, and then connect the dedicated line to Xinghan's supercomputing center to let Deng Zhuo free up A0 level computing power..."
"This is a big move!" Xu Chongsheng smiled and nodded, "I'll go and do it right away. Hello, equipment department. I'm Xu Chongsheng. Please prepare the flight simulation cockpit and connect it to the external Xinghan Supercomputing Center.
Super high-speed dedicated line..."
After finishing preparations, Zhou Yan called Yu Zhenghang: "Hey, Brother Yu, it's me. Please tell Yu Fei that I invited him to come to the capital to play..."
"Mr. Zhou, thank you!"
That night, Zhou Yan met his former "apprentice" and former "Huang Mao" - Yu Fei. Although Yu Fei was dressed in casual clothes at this time, he could not hide his military aura.
"Brother Fei, long time no see, I bet you have forgotten my name!"
"Brother Yan," Yu Fei smiled shyly, "Long time no see!"
"This is not like the Yu Fei I know, who won first-class merit and then wiped out his momentum..."
After saying hello, Zhou Yan looked back at Yu Zhenghang who was following him: "Brother Yu, I have reserved a table at Yuyuantan for you two!"
"You're too polite!"
"Meeting an old friend in a foreign country can't be too grand," Zhou Yan smiled, "In a blink of an eye, five years have passed. By the way, let's get in the car..."
During dinner, Yu Fei rarely spoke, and Yu Zhenghang and Zhou Yan chatted about home affairs throughout the dinner.
The next day, the three of them got up early and went to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag raising.
As the national anthem played, Yu Fei finally had a different expression on his face, with a hint of reluctance in his confusion.
"Brother Fei, do you know," Zhou Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked straight at the road in front of him, "Back then, when I was watching "Soldier Assault", when Shi Jin was sitting in the car touring the capital, I burst into tears..."
"Brother Yan, I can't let go of the fighter jets, the military camp, and even less this military uniform. But when I think of the blood of my squadron leader in this first-class meritorious service, I feel uncomfortable..."
Yu Fei finally opened his heart. Yu Zhenghang on the side sighed longly and thought for a moment: "If you change careers, wouldn't your squadron leader's sacrifice be in vain?"
Yu Fei was at a loss for words and thought for a long time: "That's true, but I always feel sorry for our squadron leader. Just treat me as a dead wood that cannot be carved. Otherwise, I will be transferred to ground support or transport aircraft..."
"Brother Fei, have you had any actual combat experience?"
Although the question may be confidential, Zhou Yan still asked it.
Yu Fei, on the other hand, was confused when he was asked directly: "Where do you get actual combat experience in peaceful times?"
"You can have this!" Zhou Yan and Yu Zhenghang said in unison.
After leaving the square, Zhou Yan asked the driver to go directly to Qingyan Group: "I feel sorry for you after breakfast. Let's go to our company cafeteria to deal with it!"
After breakfast, Zhou Yan took Yu Fei to "play games in the company computer room."
Loaded in the flight simulation cockpit is a "customized version of "Ace Combat".
Looking at the simulated cockpit, which was more upscale than that of the flight academy, Yu Fei just regarded it as a small hobby of Zhou Yan, a wealthy man. He smiled, packed up his "highly simulated" anti-G-force suit, and got into the cockpit.
"Please select your preferred fighter type..."
While Yu Fei was playing the game, Zhou Yan took Yu Zhenghang to the central control room to watch Yu Fei's simulated training process.
"Mr. Zhou, your simulated cockpit has a higher level of simulation than the one we use," Yu Zhenghang looked at the equipment in the central control room with a smile, "Just now I saw something similar to a hydraulic rod under the simulated cockpit.
Is it possible to simulate overload?”
"Indeed," Zhou Yan glanced at Xu Chongsheng, who was watching the excitement, "Old Xu, didn't you say you never had the chance to test the simulated cockpit? I found an active pilot from the Air Force for you..."
As soon as Zhou Yan finished speaking, the correspondent with a headset on the side spoke: "Mr. Zhou, the pilot has completed the adaptability test of the fighter jet and requested to take off. Next..."
"Loading the T0 sequence test program..."
No one present knew what the "T0 test procedure" was, so they could only follow it.
On the contrary, Yu Zhenghang, who was standing aside, watched for a while and discovered some clues: "Zhou Yan, this test program is used to test the quality of pilots, right?"
"It's not just about quality..." Zhou Yan smiled mysteriously, "It's also about testing potential..."
"Potential?" Yu Zhenghang was puzzled, "How do you say this?"
"Although the Air Force has been recruiting the best among the best, no matter how the selection is made, the most basic things, namely physical fitness and neurological response, are rarely involved, while deeper things, such as spatial imagination and reasoning and deduction, are rarely involved..."
At the beginning of the test program, it was still simple to perform tactical actions as required, fly close to the ground, and maneuver in the air. As the program progressed, the central control room began to send commands to avoid enemy radar locking and anti-locking through "radio".
Gradually, Yu Fei, who felt that today's "game" would be "so easy", began to feel difficulty. As his attention gradually concentrated, he subconsciously forgot that he was "playing a game"...