The strong wind that morning did not stop.

Although the wind is no longer as fierce as yesterday, under this wind that reaches level 9, the take-off power triangular wing is like joking about its own life.

Zhuangyan also felt helpless.

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

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

He solemnly advised Zhang Neng to go back to his room to rest.

It was windy and rainy here. Although Zhang Neng was wearing a raincoat, he still looked watery on his head.

This is a person who is nearly fifty years old.

Zhuang Yan only realized that there were a lot of white silk in Zhang Neng's hair.

"Go back!"

Zhuangyan felt a little distressed.

Zhang Neng shook his head. He seemed reluctant to leave, and his eyes were still full of hope.

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

Solemn and full of Zhang Neng.

Zhang Neng's health was not good at all. He fell once that time. He was in the hospital for half a year, and after being discharged from the hospital, he stayed in another half a year, and had to live in a crutch a year later.

This time the two met again. Zhuang Yan also noticed that Zhang Neng was slightly unnatural when walking. Later, he asked and said that his leg fell hard last time. Even if he was re-fixed with steel plate nails, the injured right leg was still one centimeter shorter than the left leg.

Zhang Neng was not depressed at all about this, but instead smiled and told Zhuang Yan that he was now a disabled person, and that he was a preferential person with a certificate.

This understatement joke made Zhuangyan feel so sad.

This is the reason why he insists on flying in real life.

Zhang Neng has already paid too much for this domestic project of power delta wings.

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

If the opportunity to fly in front of the leader was lost this time, Zhang Neng might have to endure a long time, find special forces to carry out experimental equipment, then make a summary, and then lead to the headquarters to organize a verification flight.

After delaying, I don’t know if it’s the full moon of the Year of the Monkey to really allow Pla special forces to use this equipment.

Sometimes doing things is so helpless.

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

If the leaders can be amazed, it would be equivalent to getting a special approval release note, and the green light will be unimpeded.

This is also reality.

Zhang Neng raised his head and looked at the vast white sea. The strong wind swept across the pier with rain. The water on the ground was swept up by the strong wind and flew into the air.

"well……"

He sighed helplessly.

"You go back, you are in poor health and you can't get so rainy. I'll show you here." Zhuang Yan pulled Zhang Neng's sleeve without saying a word: "Master, I Zhuang Yan never asked you for anything. Just think about this project. You are wet here. If the wind is getting smaller and you can fly later, who will explain the performance to the leaders?"

Zhang Neng then loosened a little.

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

He murmured, then turned around a little tired and walked towards the barracks.

Zhuangyan picked up the wind meter and followed behind him.

After entering Zhang Neng's small room, solemnly put down the instruments and immediately went to the kitchen team to ask them to cook some ginger soup for Zhang Neng.

There is nothing more to drive away the cold than this thing.

At least, Zhang Neng cannot fall down.

When he was in real flight, Zhang Neng had to explain to the head of the headquarters and military region present in front of all surveillance screens and data surveillance screens.

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

When the ginger soup is delivered, Zhuangyan will force Zhang Neng to finish drinking it.

Then he returned to the garage room and called out the four soldiers of Diao Ke.

"You go to the warehouse now and conduct a final inspection of the powered delta wing. You must be careful and not have any problems."

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

From the bottom of my heart, these scouts were all impressed by their acting deputy company commander.

There is a gene that admires the strong in the blood of soldiers.

Heroes are the objects of respect in the army.

"Yes! Let's go right now!"

Diao Ke and others stood attentively and saluted, turned around and left.

At that time, the old men in the entire queue were quietly watching the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion be busy with all this.

They couldn't help, but suddenly a feeling of indescribable sensation surged in everyone's heart.

Maybe, I really underestimated the people from the reconnaissance camp before.

Every hour, Zhuangyan would hold the windmeter and run to the railing beside the dock to start measuring the wind.

I tested it once at seven o'clock.

The wind power is still level 9.

There seems to be no sign of abating.

The rain is also very heavy.

At eight o'clock, I tested it once.

The wind power dropped slightly, and the recorded data was 19.4m/s.

The level is level 8, and the rain is getting smaller.

Time is getting closer and closer to the last report time specified by Li Binhu.

Zhuangyan must obtain the minimum wind speed suitable for flight before 9 o'clock, and then report to Deputy Minister Li Binhu.

The wind power has actually been weakening, which is in line with what the weather forecast says. The typhoon center has long been transferred to Country Y, but some remaining cyclones and wind tails are causing trouble.

Zhuangyan grew up by the sea, and he knew that if it was the afternoon, it would seem that there would be no problem at all.

But it was just before 10:30 in the morning, and the time was too tight.

At nine o'clock, the watch alarm clock once again issued a prompt sound.

Zhuangyan walked out of the door of the room with the instrument in her arms.

Li Binhu came out of the room and stopped Zhuangyan.

He looked at the watch and said, "The activities of the chiefs at the yl base are over. They will probably leave in twenty minutes. If the wind measurement cannot meet the takeoff this time, you only have twenty minutes to report to me. I must report to the chief of the military region and let them decide whether to give up and come here to see the real flight."

"I understand." Zhuang Yan nodded, and said nothing more, turned around and ran towards the stairs.

All Laote knew that maybe it was the last time the wind test was taken today.

It was already nine o'clock.

If the wind power still does not meet the actual flight conditions, the actual flight arrangement today will be cancelled, and the head of the headquarters will not come here to watch the powered triangular wing flight.

Everyone couldn't help but walk into the corridor.

His eyes passed over the cement fence of the railing, and his solemn figure rushed out from downstairs. He was not wearing a raincoat, but only in a camouflage uniform, holding the wind gauge, and walking towards the dock in the drizzle.

Next to the railing beside the dock, solemnly put down the air gauge, then turn on the switch, and raise a wind gauge device in your hand.

Three semicircular balls were rotating rapidly.

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

15.6m/s…
Chapter completed!