Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

The clearance confirmation slip from the Xiangyang Brigade.

I just locked it in the metal cabinet.

Wei Dacheng held the weather record.

They chased him to the door.

"Team Leader Han".

"I'll go and see for myself too."

"Does this wind only extend up to before takeoff?"

Han Changsheng stopped.

Take the record.

a little.

1.10.

1:20.

The wind is at level 2 from the northwest.

The next five sorties.

Not a single penny.

Tian Xiaoman scratched his head.

Logically speaking...

"Nothing changed before takeoff."

"So we don't need to remember the rest, right?"

Han Changsheng looked up at the wind bag outside the window.

Just now, they were drumming towards the southeast.

It has softened up now.

The tail of the flag slowly tilted towards due east.

"I'll also go to heaven after that."

"So you think you can control the wind?"

Tian Xiaoman was taken aback.

There was no response.

Xu Chunyan looked up from the table.

"The medicinal mist is falling."

"It will take some time."

"When the plane passed, there was a northwest wind."

"It fell onto the bean leaves."

"Maybe it will be changed."

Old Gu put down a measuring cylinder.

"The weather isn't the production team leader."

"We can't finish the morning meeting."

"Do that every single day."

Su Qingyun opened the drawer.

Take out a blank sheet of paper.

This time, Wei Dacheng.

The pen had already been handed to me.

Su Qingyun continued writing.

Operational meteorological continuous observation report.

wind direction.

Wind speed.

gust.

visibility.

Rainfall.

Observation time.

Observation location.

Conditions for stopping spraying.

Recovery conditions.

Meteorologist.

Substitutes.

Signalman verifies.

Pilot confirmed.

Local person in charge.

Tian Xiaoman looked down and counted them once.

"Fifteen items."

Su Qingyun flattened the paper.

"The weather before takeoff."

"It only applies to the period before takeoff."

"The plane did not land."

"The wind has to be watched over."

……

It was a little after 8 a.m.

A Jeep.

Two medicine trucks followed behind.

It stopped at the entrance of the duty room.

The car door opened.

A dark-faced man came down.

A fountain pen was clipped to the lapel of his jacket.

A map clip was tucked under his arm.

After he entered the room.

I first glanced at the clock on the wall.

Then he looked at the new order form on the table.

Only then did he extend his hand.

"That Comrade Su Qingyun, right?"

"I'm going to Victory Commune too."

"Dawn Brigade".

"Secretary Sun Shouyi."

Su Qingyun shook hands with him.

"Secretary Sun."

"Where?"

Sun Shouyi spread out the map.

"Xidian soybeans".

"Three thousand one hundred mu."

"Meadow borer."

"Ten networks and forty-six articles."

Insect infestation.

task.

Oilseeds.

Medicine liquid.

Review.

the weather.

Pharmaceutical acceptance.

Inspect the spraying equipment.

Fuel acceptance.

Aircraft loading list.

Runway acceptance form.

Obstacle survey form.

Ground-to-air signal confirmation slip.

Clearance confirmation form.

Fourteen items in total.

Sun Shouyi patted the weather record.

"I've already checked with the county meteorological station."

"Northwest wind at level 2 today."

"It didn't rain before evening."

Logically speaking...

"This time it can't get stuck again, right?"

Han Changsheng picked up the weather record.

I glanced at it twice.

The finger suddenly stopped.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Northwest wind, level 2."

"Four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Still level two."

Sun Shouyi nodded.

"right."

"It's stable for the whole day."

Han Changsheng looked up at the clock on the wall.

"It's 8:40 now."

The room fell silent.

The smile on Sun Shouyi's face.

It slowly froze.

He turned around and looked behind him.

"Xiao Fan."

"What's going on?"

A young man wearing a cotton hat.

They moved out from the doorway.

He was still holding the notebook in his hand.

"secretary."

"I also checked the forecast, and it says nothing will change."

"I'm afraid of being too busy when I get to the fields."

"I'll write it down first."

Sun Shouyi snatched the record folder.

"The wind hasn't picked up until three o'clock."

"You're making a note for God first?"

Xiao Fan shrank his neck.

Logically speaking...

"The weather station already said so."

"Pooh."

Old Gu raised his eyelids.

"The weather station covers a large area."

"Next to your piece of land."

"There is a forest belt."

There are blisters.

"Is the wind turning or not?"

"It can even come and look after things for you?"

Sun Shouyi's face flushed.

He raised his hand and tore the record off.

"Remember this."

"I'll bring you too."

"I didn't tell you to hand in your paper early."

Su Qingyun put the continuous observation sheet.

Tuck it into the canvas bag.

"Go to the field."

"Let's see what happens next."

"Numerical notation".

……

Xidian Bean Field.

To the northwest lies a vast expanse of wild grass.

Southeast end.

Separated by a farm road.

It was about growing vegetables in the commune.

More than 60 mu.

There were also more than a dozen beehives placed on the side of the field.

Sun Shouyi got off the car.

He first pointed to the wind bag.

"look."

"Northwest wind."

"The medicine is heading southeast."

"It's right along the ridge."

Xu Chunyan glanced at the beehive.

"Where will it land exactly?"

Sun Shouyi's hands.

It stopped in mid-air.

The beekeeper walked over quickly.

His complexion wasn't good either.

"secretary."

"These sixteen beehives."

"It's part of the commune's sideline business group."

"I only found out about the pesticide spraying last night."

"This thing is extremely valuable."

"The real medicine is dead."

"I can't afford to take that responsibility."

Sun Shouyi turned around and glared at the production team leader.

Why didn't you report it?

The production team leader rubbed his hands together.

"The beehives are outside the ground."

"I'm also going to think about it, so it's not an obstacle."

"Who asked you about your disability?"

Sun Shouyi kicked the edge of the ground.

"Does the medicinal mist make legs grow longer?"

"The windy area."

"It's over now, isn't it?"

Han Changsheng took the map.

In the southeast corner of the bean field.

Create a buffer zone.

"Northwest wind, level 2."

"It can fly."

"No matter how strong the wind is."

"Or it may turn into a westerly wind."

"Stop."

The beekeeper quickly asked.

What should we do with the beehives?

Xu Chunyan went over to take a look.

"Move now."

"Don't block the entrance to the nest."

"Move it outside the northwest forest belt."

The beekeepers were somewhat reluctant to part with them.

"Sixteen boxes."

"Two of us will go too."

"It'll take half a day to move."

Sun Shouyi took off his cotton hat.

He threw it at the production team leader.

"What are you staring at?"

"Bring eight people."

"Lift it, base and all."

"Don't wait until the medicinal mist arrives."

"Make them pay you back with honey."

Sixteen beehives.

It quickly gained the upper hand.

Wei Dacheng moved it to its original position.

Mark it on the obstacle map.

Then he wrote it down on the continuous observation sheet.

Sensitive points for southeasterly winds.

Vegetable planting field.

Original site of the beehives.

The wind is blowing from the west.

Stop spraying immediately.

Old Gu got off the equipment vehicle.

Remove a cup-shaped anemometer.

Then he took out three more narrow strips of white cloth.

A line was planted in the northwest.

One was stuck in the middle of the ground.

One is inserted in the southeast corner.

Sun Shouyi frowned as he looked at it.

"One wind bag isn't enough?"

Old Gu raised his hand and pointed to the middle of the ground.

The white cloth was fluttering eastward.

Then point to the southeast corner.

The white cloth was laid diagonally to the northeast.

"Did you see that?"

"The tree belt blocked part of the view."

"A piece of land."

"The winds in the three places are all different."

Sun Shouyi stared at it for a long time.

I didn't ask any more questions.

Xiao Fan was holding the notebook.

They stood in the middle of the ground.

Han Changsheng handed him the watch.

"Can you watch it?"

Xiao Fan nodded.

"I also studied in the commune."

"Then read it."

Xiao Fan held up the anemometer.

Wait until the cups rotate steadily.

Look down at the numbers.

"Northwest wind".

"Two meters and eighty centimeters per second."

Han Changsheng asked again.

When will you watch it again?

"Once every ten minutes."

"Why is the wind bag swinging so vigorously?"

"Not even ten minutes."

"Test again immediately."

"Where to the west?"

Xiao Fan glanced at the vegetable planting field.

"Notify the signalman."

"Two red flags crossed."

"Fold up the white cloth for arrival."

Han Changsheng nodded.

"What about the substitutes?"

Sun Shouyi looked around at the crowd.

He raised his hand and called over an old man.

"Old Cui."

"Come here."

Old Cui waved his hand.

"I don't know any foreign numbers either."

"If you can't count, just look at the cloth."

Old Gu held up three white cloths.

He pointed it out to him.

"Of the three."

"Two of them veer northward."

"Just hammer the metal sheet."

"Tell Xiao Fan to retest."

Old Cui was still a little scared.

"What if I dialed the wrong number too?"

Han Changsheng glanced at him.

"You made the wrong stop."

"At most, it'll just waste fuel."

"It shouldn't have stopped, but it didn't."

"What's costing money might not be anything at all."

Old Cui swallowed.

He took the metal sheet.

"middle."

"I'll go keep an eye on them too."

……

10:40.

The wind direction is the same in all three locations.

Northwest wind, level 2.

Record it three times in a row.

It's not chaotic.

The actual track length is 672 meters.

The ground is hard.

Both ends are empty.

Security was in place at all four locations.

The work area has been cleared.

Test the water flow from the spray nozzle.

The four measuring cylinders are level.

The oil is clear and translucent.

There were no water droplets.

The liquid medicine weighed 4,650 kilograms.

All seals are correct.

Gao Jianjun turned the abacus twice.

"Unit 1".

"The first flight weighed 970 kilograms."

"Unit 2."

Nine hundred and ninety kilograms.

"None of them exceeded the limit."

Han Changsheng sat in Unit 1.

First, look at the white cloth indicating arrival.

Then observe the wind direction distribution at three different locations.

"weather?"

Xiao Fan held up the record sheet.

"10:50!"

"Northwest wind!"

"Two meters and nine inches per second!"

"All three parts are consistent!"

Han Changsheng looked at the signalman.

"Stop spraying?"

The militia company commander raised two red flags.

Cross them once above your head.

Then he quickly put it down.

"The wind is blowing from the west!"

"Wind speed exceeds the limit!"

"Stop spraying immediately!"

Han Changsheng nodded.

"Remember the takeoff."

Two An-2 helicopters.

They rushed off the track one after the other.

Sun Shouyi stood at the edge of the field.

We'll watch the planes in a bit.

I'll check on Xiao Fan in a bit.

The first flight is complete.

Xiao Fan took notes six times.

Every time after.

Each has a specific time and wind speed.

The second flight had only flown halfway through.

The white cloth in the southeast corner.

It suddenly went limp.

Followed by.

It slanted towards the northeast.

Old Cui was taken aback at first.

He then picked up the piece of iron.

when.

when.

when.

Xiao Fan grabbed the anemometer.

Run to an open area.

The cup wheel spun faster and faster.

"West Wind!"

"Four meters and six inches per second!"

The militia company commander didn't need anyone to urge him.

The two red flags suddenly crossed.

The substitute lunged forward.

They took all the white cloths used for the arrival of the ship.

Aircraft number one in the air.

Just as they were about to press the next batch.

The nose of the aircraft immediately lifted up.

The showerhead is not turned on.

Unit 2 followed suit and rose higher.

Bypassing the vegetable planting fields.

They're making a comeback right away.

Sun Shouyi looked up.

His face immediately darkened.

"There are about a thousand acres left."

Logically speaking...

"Four meters isn't considered a strong wind."

"Could you put it down a little lower?"

"Should we hurry?"

Han Changsheng got out of the cockpit.

He didn't even take off his flight cap.

He raised his hand and pointed southeast.

"Go and see."

Sun Shouyi looked in the direction he was pointing.

The lingering medicinal mist that originally drifted southeast.

The crosswinds have already been lengthened.

It was close to the edge of the ground.

They dispersed towards the vegetable planting fields.

The outermost one.

It was only about 20 meters from the border.

Xu Chunyan came out of the buffer zone.

They retrieved three pieces of paper that had fallen to the ground.

There are two inside.

Only sparse wet spots.

The one furthest out.

The wet spot has shifted to the edge of the paper.

She handed the paper over.

"Make it bigger."

"The medicine has gone out of bounds."

Sun Shouyi held the paper in his hand.

His face felt tight.

The production team leader was still muttering to himself.

"The wind will probably pass in a while."

"Load the medicine first."

"To avoid any delays."

Old Gu turned his head and spat.

"Pooh."

"The wind hasn't settled."

"You first carry a ton of medicine for the plane."

"Making a big deal out of nothing."

"Who told you to waste this little bit of time?"

Su Qingyun looked at Gao Jianjun.

"I'm not pretending."

"The medicine barrel is sealed."

"Not even oil."

Sun Shouyi rubbed his face.

"The commune will wait until the number of miles is completed tonight."

Su Qingyun put the continuous observation sheet.

It was handed to him.

"What we're waiting for is 3,100 mu."

"It's not a false figure of 3,100 mu."

"The pesticide drifted into the vegetable field."

"The bean field is done."

"What else is a vegetable seed?"

Sun Shouyi glanced at the wet paper.

There was no further argument.

He turned around and called out to Xiao Fan.

"Keep writing."

"Not stable."

"No one is allowed to write Level 2."

……

A gust of wind blows from the west.

A gust of northwest wind.

It took more than forty minutes to set it up.

Xiao Fan takes a test every five minutes.

Old Cui stared at the three white cloths.

They didn't even dare to blink.

One point and five.

The wind shifted back to the northwest.

Three meters per second.

1:15.

Two meters and seven inches per second.

1:25.

Two meters and eighty centimeters per second.

Three white cloths.

The entire orientation faces southeast.

Han Changsheng took the record.

From start to finish.

"Wait one more time."

Sun Shouyi looked up at the sun.

His mouth moved slightly.

They didn't urge me after all.

One thirty-five.

Northwest wind.

Two meters and six inches per second.

Han Changsheng then signed the document.

"Load the explosives."

Gao Jianjun connected the oil pipe.

Old Gu recalculated the loading.

Tian Xiaoman put the white cloth back in its original position.

The militia company commander lowered the crossed red flags.

Two airplanes.

They glided back onto the runway.

The next three sorties.

Xiao Fan took notes a total of twenty-seven times.

One time, the wind bag became soft.

Old Cui still hammered the metal sheet.

The measurement was 1.1 meters per second.

The wind direction hasn't changed.

Han Changsheng went around in circles.

Signal recovery confirmed.

They then re-entered the field.

Sun Shouyi stood to the side.

She didn't think he was being nosy.

He even waved to the production team leader.

"See that?"

"The wind is not written inside or outside the table."

"It's tied up."

"God doesn't recognize your pen."

The production team leader kept his head down.

He didn't dare to say a word.

……

Before it gets dark.

The last aircraft landed.

Three wind direction indicators.

Still in the same place.

Old Gu checked the spray nozzles first.

There was no traffic jam.

There was no leakage.

Gao Jianjun lay on the cover of the oil tanker.

The abacus was turned twice.

"Five sorties."

"Nine hundred and seventy liters of oil were used."

Tian Xiaoman was holding the medicine tent.

They then immediately began counting off.

"Installation solution".

"Four thousand six hundred and fifty kilograms."

Not a drop left.

Wei Dacheng spread out the map.

Xidian soybeans.

All marked with a red pencil.

Southeast buffer zone.

There was no crossing of the boundary.

"Practical exercises".

"Three thousand one hundred mu."

"Stop spraying once during the process."

"No re-brought."

"Nothing was missing."

"All correct."

Xu Chunyan went to the vegetable planting field again.

I checked the area along the edge of the field.

He shook his head after returning.

"Nope spots on the leaves."

"The beehives are also in the lead."

"fine."

Sun Shouyi took the worksheet.

Then, the continuous meteorological observation sheet was also taken.

Flip through it from beginning to end.

When you see old records that have been torn up in advance.

My fingers paused for a moment.

"President Su."

"I'm going today too."

"It's like a passing breeze."

"He slapped me in the face."

No matter how reliable it is written on the table.

"A quick visit to the area."

"Still denying it."

Su Qingyun pushed the inkpad over.

"How will I remember the weather from now on?"

Sun Shouyi pressed his fingerprint again.

When did you watch it?

When will you write it?

"The plane crashed."

"The meteorologist isn't leaving."

"Who will fill it out in advance?"

"I'll go call him first."

"Let's guess what will happen tomorrow."

Xiao Fan stood to the side.

She blushed and didn't look up.

Old Cui tapped it with a piece of iron.

"I can't guess."

"I'll go too and let him know."

Laughter erupted from the crowd.

……

The next afternoon.

Xu Chunyan returned from the Shuguang Brigade.

She handed over the follow-up examination report.

It was placed on the table.

"Xidian soybeans".

"More than 80% of the live insects have been suppressed."

"Nothing was missing."

"The vegetable fields were free of pesticides."

"All sixteen beehives are normal."

Wei Dacheng opened the new folder.

Insect infestation.

task.

Oilseeds.

Medicine liquid.

Review.

the weather.

Pharmaceutical acceptance.

Inspect the spraying equipment.

Fuel acceptance.

Aircraft loading list.

Runway acceptance form.

Work area obstacle survey form.

Ground-to-air signal confirmation slip.

Work area clearance confirmation form.

Operational meteorological continuous observation report.

There are fifteen items in total.

He raised his head.

"President Su."

"This picture."

"How do I write the number?"

Su Qingyun picked up the pen.

Write it on the cover.

The Northern Wilderness Voyage, Part 13.

He took the continuous meteorological observation sheet.

It was placed behind the clearance confirmation form.

Then he moved the wet spot to the edge of the paper.

A piece was sandwiched inside.

Wei Dacheng counted them once.

"Fifteen items now."

Su Qingyun closed the folder.

"One picture."

"Fifteen items."

"One thing is missing."

"It's not finished yet."

Han Changsheng stood at the door.

I glanced out the window at the windmill.

"The morning breeze."

"I can't control the afternoon."

Su Qingyun locked the metal cabinet.

"The plane doesn't recognize what's written on the instrument panel."

"Yes, I admit it."

"When the medicinal mist fell."

"Which way is the wind blowing?"