Special Years

Zhuang Yan was still unable to call out that "sister" in the end.

As for why, he couldn't explain it himself.

For the dignity of men, for the so-called modesty of soldiers.

All in all, Zhuang Yan felt that it would be impossible to call a girl who was not even a few years older than him by calling a girl who shouted "Help" yesterday to be rescued.

Zhuang Yan didn't have an older sister. There was a time when he longed to have an older sister, but it wasn't like Lin Qingying in front of him.

When it came, Lin Qingying said kindly: "Forget it, forget it, don't call it, don't call it, I can't bully my savior."

"However, can you promise me one thing?"

"What's the matter?" asked solemnly.

"You went over there, where are you training?" Lin Qingying looked at Liu Zongzhu: "It's not a military secret, is it?"

"No, they are going to the Naval Special Warfare School in Y city." Liu Zongzhu said: "But it's not easy to find him. Their training camps often change places, and they spend most of their time in the wild. You go to the school. Can't find him either."

Lin Qingying thought for a while, took out a small notepad from her carry-on bag, and quickly wrote a line of English, a line of Chinese, and a line of Mandarin on it with a pen, in addition to her phone number and mobile phone number. .

"If your school is on vacation, call me. I'll be happy to be your guide and take you to see the history, culture and famous attractions around Y city. Within a month, I'll be there."

Zhuang Yan took the note paper and glanced at it.

She is graceful and elegant, with the gentleness of a girl and the unrestrainedness of a man.

Seeing words is like seeing people, which is in line with the character of this girl.

Quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit, there is both a subtle and gentle side, and a cheerful and bold side.

The plane began to check tickets and board, and everyone left their seats and walked towards the boarding gate.

Lin Qingying has been walking in front of Zhuang Yan, did she look back at Zhuang Zhuang, who seemed a little embarrassed, then pursed her lips and smiled, and turned her head again.

When I got to the plane, I found the seat number, and as soon as I sat down, Cui Weinan said, "Zhou Yan, you have good luck."

"Don't talk about this all day long, we are training, not to fall in love." Zhuang Yan didn't want to talk about it.

I don't know why, when I mentioned Lin Qingying, I couldn't help blushing.

"Show me the address." Cui Weinan said as he took out the pocket of Zhuang Yan's sportswear, Zhuang Yan had to show him the sticky note.

After reading it, Cui Weinan was again full of admiration: "It's incredible, at first glance, she is proficient in several foreign languages, including Mandarin and English. She studied at Moscow University, and she must also be proficient in Russian, incredible!"

Handing the note back to Zhuang Yan, Cui Weinan leaned on the seat, looked at the cabin ceiling and said, "I remember when I was chasing my partner, it took me two years to write letters before we could meet. You are good, you don't have to chase it yourself Others, others are chasing you, tsk tsk, different lives are different from the same people, I am convinced."

After speaking, he buckled his seat belt and took out the blindfold to cover his eyes.

"It's nothing, don't call me, I didn't see it, I'm going to sleep in country T all night."

It takes a total of 9 hours to fly from the Beijing airport to the international airport in y city.

The most uncomfortable thing about a long-distance plane is not only that your feet may be congested and swollen due to sitting still for a long time, but also the visual fatigue of watching the exact same scene motionless in a small space.

The air was filled with various body odors and fragrances.

People of different nationalities walk up and down the narrow economy class aisle, and different people pass by, and they all smell different, some of which are maddening.

Zhuang Yan didn't see Lin Qingying in his cabin, maybe in another cabin.

At first, Zhuang Yan felt quite fresh. He used his limited foreign language vocabulary to read magazines and newspapers, and then put on headphones to watch movies or something. Later, he found out that most of the movies are in Chinese language, and there is no dual language. Translation, looks very laborious.

This made Zhuang Yan feel a little worried about the future training life. There are many professional vocabulary in special operations, especially in EOD.

The military of country T is included in the nato system, so their standards must also follow the standards of nato. How much can I master and understand at that time?

After struggling to watch a half-understand T-language movie, Zhuang Yan began to feel bored.

Looking at the watch, the time has only passed 4 hours, so I stopped watching the movie, turned the picture to the gps channel, and watched the image of the plane moving around the huge prototype of the earth little by little like a tortoise.

The speed of civil aviation aircraft is mostly maintained between 800-1000 kilometers per hour, which is already a very high speed, but it seems that it is really slower than a tortoise crawling on GPS.

Zhuang Yan simply stared at the small dots on the screen in a bored manner, and practiced the breathing control process during the firing phase of sniping with breathing exercises.

Practice again and again.

Just like that, it took an hour.

Well, five hours.

Turning his head to look at Cui Weinan next to him, this fellow actually really fell asleep, fulfilling his promise to sleep all the way to City Y with practical actions.

At the fifth hour, the stewardess came over and began to distribute the in-flight meals.

To be honest, Zhuang Yan didn't like this airplane meal.

Inside is rice and cheese-baked seafood rice, and it started to taste sour, and I don't know what to put in it.

There is a small cake, it looks very beautiful and delicate, but it tastes too sweet.

There are also two olives in the pickled country. It is sour and salty when you taste it. If you live in the wild, it doesn't matter. You will never touch anything in a normal diet.

The only thing that still feels ok is the drink.

Anyway, it’s all cola juice coffee and the like, with unlimited refills. Although the flight attendant is a Chinese with a high nose and deep eye sockets, she understands Chinese and refills is no problem.

Zhuang Yan once tried to communicate with the other party in English with his three-legged cat, but found that they didn't know what the other party was saying. In the end, they could only use the Mandarin language, which was actually better than using English.

Soon, Zhuang Yan drank a belly of water and could only stand up to go to the toilet.

The toilets in the cabin are in the middle of the link between each cabin and the next cabin, so there is a small space there, UU read www. Many people on uukanshu.com stood there moving their hands and feet, blowing water to each other to pass the time.

Zhuang Yan was reluctant to return to his seat immediately, so he also found a seat by the window, leaning against the cabin wall, looking at the darkened scenery outside the window.

I thought maybe I could see the lights, but it turned out that I couldn't see anything. Maybe the plane was flying over the sea, and there was no land below.

It was not the first time to fly by plane, it was the first time for Zhuang Yan to take such a long-distance plane.

Some strange thoughts keep popping out of my mind. If this thing falls, how good it would be to have an umbrella bag?

Why doesn't civil aviation provide umbrella bags?

But there is a life jacket under every seat?

Really crash, umbrella bag is not more useful than life jacket?

"Are you here too?"

Lin Qingying's familiar voice came from the side, and finally dragged Zhuang Yan from the whimsy back to reality.