The strong wind that morning did not stop.

Although the wind was no longer as ferocious as yesterday, under such a wind that reached level 9, taking off the powered delta wing was tantamount to joking with one's own life.

Zhuang Yan also felt helpless.

No matter how good his driving skills are, no matter how courageous he is, in the face of nature, human technology is still vulnerable.

"Master, go back and rest first, and come out for the test later."

Zhuang Yan advised Zhang Neng to go back to his room and rest.

It was windy and rainy here. Although Zhang Neng was wearing a raincoat, his face was still full of water.

This is a man who is close to fifty years old.

Only at this moment did Zhuang Yan realize that a lot of white strands had appeared in Zhang Neng's hair.

"Let's go back!"

Zhuang Yan felt a little distressed.

Zhang Neng shook his head, he seemed reluctant to leave, and his eyes were still full of hope at the screen of the wind meter.

"If you stay here, the wind will not weaken. Go back and drink some hot tea, eat something, and don't come out. I'll measure the wind for you."

Majestic and full of Zhang Neng.

Zhang Neng's health was not good at first. He fell once in Shifei, and spent half a year in the hospital. After being discharged from the hospital, he rested for another half a year. After a year, he was still living on crutches.

When the two reunited this time, Zhuang Yan also noticed that Zhang Neng was slightly unnatural when walking. Later, when he asked, he said that his leg fell hard last time. Even if it was re-fixed with steel nails, the injured right The leg is still a centimeter shorter than the left leg.

In this regard, Zhang Neng did not have any depression, but instead smiled and told Zhuang Yan that he was now a disabled person.

This understated joke made solemn heart sour.

The reason why he insists on real flying is also based on this reason.

Zhang Neng has paid a lot for this power delta wing domestic project.

A person who dedicates his life and blood to a right cause is undoubtedly noble and worthy of the respect of others.

If the opportunity to actually fly in front of the chief fails this time, Zhang Neng may have to endure for a long time to find the special forces for experimental equipment, then make a summary, and then send him to the headquarters to organize a verification flight.

After the delay, I don't know if the full moon in the year of the monkey can really let the special forces use this equipment.

Doing things is so helpless sometimes.

After all, it is something that is prepared to be used for war, and there is a certain process.

If the chiefs can be amazed, it is equivalent to getting a special approval slip, and the green light is unimpeded all the way.

This is also reality.

Zhang Neng raised his head and looked at the expanse of white sea. The strong wind blew the rain and swept across the pier. The water on the ground was swept up by the strong wind and splashed into the air.

"Ugh…"

He sighed helplessly.

"You go back, your health is not good, you can't be soaked in the rain like this, I'll show you here." Zhuang Yan tugged Zhang Neng's sleeve indiscriminately: "Master, I have never asked you for anything. , you should think about this project, you are in the rain here, if the wind is less, you can fly later, who will explain the performance to the chiefs?"

Only then did Zhang Neng relax a little.

"It's true that you don't need to be here all the time to measure the wind. Otherwise, let's go back together and come out and measure every hour. It's useless to stay here..."

murmured, then turned slightly tired and walked towards the barracks.

Zhuang Yan picked up the wind meter and followed behind.

Entering Zhang Neng's small room, he put down the instruments solemnly, and immediately went to the cooking class to ask them to cook some **** soup for Zhang Neng.

There is nothing more warding off the cold than this thing.

At least, Zhang Neng can't fall.

When he was actually flying, Zhang Neng had to explain to the headquarters and military region chiefs who were present in front of all the monitoring and data monitoring screens.

No one is more familiar with this delta wing than him.

When the **** soup was delivered, Zhuang Yan forced Zhang Neng to finish it.

Only then did he go back to the row room and call in the four soldiers of Diao Ke.

"You all go to the warehouse right now, and make a final inspection of the power delta wing. Be careful not to have any problems."

Diao Ke and others knew that Zhuang Yan was going to take a risk and fly today.

Seriously, these scouts were all in awe of their acting deputy company commander.

There is a gene of admiration for the strong in the blood of soldiers.

Heroes are the objects of respect in the army.

"Yes! Let's go right away!"

Diao Ke and the others stood at attention and saluted, turned around and left.

At that time, all the veterans in the entire row were quietly watching the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion busy with all this.

They couldn't help either, but everyone suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Perhaps, people who underestimated the reconnaissance battalion before.

Every hour, Zhuang Yan took the wind gauge and ran to the railing at the pier and started to measure the wind.

I took a test at seven o'clock.

The wind is still level 9.

There seems to be no sign of abating.

There is also a lot of rain.

At eight o'clock, I took a test.

The wind dropped slightly, and the recorded data was 19.4M/S.

The level is 8, and the rain is a little less.

The time is getting closer and closer to the final report time limited by Li Binhu.

Zhuang Yan must obtain the minimum wind speed suitable for flying before 9 o'clock, and then report to Vice Minister Li Binhu.

In fact, the wind has been weakening all the time, which is also in line with what the weather forecast said. The center of the typhoon has already shifted to country Y, but the remaining cyclones and wind tails are causing trouble.

Zhuang Yan grew up by the sea, and he knew that if the actual flight was in the afternoon, it would seem that there would be no problem at all.

But it happened to be before 10:30 in the morning, the time was too tight.

At nine o'clock, the watch alarm clock beeped again.

Zhuang Yan walked out of the door of the row with the instrument in his arms.

Li Binhu came out of the room and stopped Zhuang Yan.

He looked at his watch and said: "The chiefs' activities at the YL base are over, and it is estimated that they will leave in 20 minutes. If the wind measurement is not enough to take off, you only have 20 minutes to report to me. I have to report to the head of the military region and let them decide whether to give up coming here to see the real flight."

"I understand." Nodding solemnly, he stopped talking nonsense, turned and ran towards the stairs.

All the oldies know that this may be the last wind measurement today.

It's already nine o'clock.

If the wind still does not meet the actual flight conditions, then today's actual flight arrangement will be cancelled, and no head of the headquarters will come here to watch the powered delta flight.

Everyone walked to the corridor involuntarily.

Looking over the concrete fence, a solemn figure rushed out from downstairs. He was not wearing a raincoat, only a camouflage uniform, holding the wind meter, walking towards the pier in the pattering rain.

Beside the railing at the pier, he solemnly put down the wind measuring device, then turned on the switch, and held up a wind measuring device in his hand.

The three semi-circular **** were spinning rapidly.

After a while, Majestic looked down at the values ​​on the screen.

15.6M/S…

His heart sank heavily.

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