1 second-class merit, 6 third-class merits... Approaching mechanic Fu Wei
under the wing
■Wang Yanxiang
1
"Ding Lingling..." At 4:40 in the morning, the small alarm clock on the bedside suddenly rang.
Second sergeant major Fu Wei, like in the past, quickly bounced off the bed, tidying up the house, washing, and packing.
At 5 o'clock, he was dressed neatly and took 12 officers and soldiers on the bus downstairs to the outfield.
Although the temperature is still hovering at 1 degree Celsius, the wet and heavy cold wind from the south still feels particularly cold.
The night is like ink, the world is silent.
Nearby villages and towns are still immersed in the quiet dream of the New Year of the Tiger.
The camp is about a 20-minute drive from the outfield.
Fu Wei is a mechanic in the maintenance squadron of a certain regiment of the Air Force Aviation Corps in the Southern Theater Command, and has been on this road for 23 years.
The houses, fields, rivers, plants and trees outside the window, such as the dense equipment and instruments on the fighter plane, were all deeply embedded in his mind.
The water droplets on the leaves of the camphor tree fell in the ticking sound, and the misty rain was intermittent, like the slow footsteps of spring.
Fu Wei longed for the weather to be sunny, not because he was afraid of the cold. He hadn't seen the smiling face of the sun for more than ten days. The wet and heavy cloudy day made him feel that time seemed to become sticky.
It has been several years since he had a reunion year with his family. He originally wanted to visit his home before the Spring Festival, but the flight training lasted from the beginning of the twelfth month to the New Year's Eve, seamlessly connecting with the combat readiness duty.
He didn't say a word, and kept the strong thoughts in his heart silently.
Enter the ping, line up.
After arranging the day's work, Fu Wei, as usual, emphasized every important inspection and maintenance part on the fighter one by one.
The mechanic is in charge of the flight safety of a fighter plane. He has a clear division of labor in his mind about what each mechanic does and what parts of the fighter plane are to be inspected.
If the mechanic finds that the problem cannot be solved, Fu Wei will personally go there or take everyone to study it together. The problem must be eliminated in the shortest possible time.
Cleaning up the ground environment, inventorying tools, removing the hood, and opening the hatch... In the faint morning light and cold wind, Fu Wei and his comrades started a new day.
Maintenance work is done in the open air.
In summer, the sun in the south is on fire, and the temperature on the tarmac is nearly 40 degrees Celsius.
In winter, the wet and cold wind blows on him, making his teeth chatter.
If the cold fog and drizzle freeze on the fighter plane, he and his comrades have to use hot water to clear the ice layer.
There are hundreds of commonly used maintenance and inspection tools, large and small, with numbers on them.
"These tools must be counted and returned on the same day, and they must be carefully reviewed the next day when they enter the arena. One less thing will not work. This is our combat equipment and system. It is not allowed to be careless." Fu Wei said with a smile. .
In Fu Wei's mind, equipment, like people, has feelings. If he doesn't show his sincere care, equipment will not only alienate you, but also make you look ugly.
After checking the front cabin, Fu Wei immersed himself in cleaning and maintenance.
His actions and expressions reminded me of the words of a super pilot who said, "Don't look at the hands and faces of the flight crews who often get dirty. They treat fighter planes with care and meticulousness, as serious as washing their faces."
The lights on the tarmac came on one after another, and the busy figure under the wing woke up the airport early.
"If it's not clean, it's hard to find some subtle problems. Even if it's a small hair problem, you can't let the fighter plane take it to the sky." Fu Wei turned his face and said to me, "The longer you spend on the aircraft, the less courageous you will be. "
In the tense busy, the sky gradually brightened.
On the grass outside the flat, the slightly withered leaves of the grass are covered with crystal dewdrops.
In the huge roar of the fighter plane, there was a shock of a heavy punch.
As the fighter planes took off and took off, the airport became quiet in an instant.
In the distant villages and towns, the sound of crackling firecrackers can be heard from time to time.
2
After coming out of the outfield canteen, Fu Wei and his comrades returned to the tarmac.
They are waiting for the return of the fighters in the discussion of skills and experience.
Fu Wei likes the quiet after a busy day, the fighter planes soar in the vast sky, and the earth is peaceful.
"The apron is the position that the maintenance personnel stand on every day." In the past, he and his comrades took trucks in and out of the field, and the company delivered three meals a day to the apron.
Now there are buses going in and out, and there are restaurants outside, and all three meals are hot meals.
"The crew's position is not big, so you don't have to fight, but technology is the magic weapon to overcome thorns." Fu Wei raised his head and looked at the sky, as if looking, but also like memories and reflections.
The sky was still gloomy, like an endless grey canvas.
In 2011, Fu Wei, who had been working as a mechanic for 12 years, stood out from the selection and assessment and became one of the two non-commissioned officers acting mechanics in the whole division.
"The post of mechanic has more room for growth, the ocean of knowledge and technology is broader, and the responsibilities on the shoulders are also heavier."
During the pre-job training, Fu Wei, who was systematically learning the theory of aircraft engines for the first time, fell into a whirlpool of panic again.
The learning process was far more difficult than he imagined, and various problems came one after another.
"That was the hardest and most fulfilling period of my military life." After returning from training, Fu Wei, who passed the assessment, took on the responsibility of acting as an acting mechanic and began to take charge of the fighter jets taking off again on the tarmac.
He feels that pure love is not to compare with others, but to break through and surpass oneself.
"The work of the mechanic is relatively simple, and they are responsible for their own responsibilities, and the mechanic must understand the control, power, hydraulic, fuel, fire extinguishing, anti-icing, environmental control and other systems on the fighter plane, otherwise they cannot afford the entire fighter plane safety inspection. , the important task of maintenance." Fu Wei said.
Holding a thick notebook, he used all the support time to pass through the real objects on the fighter plane one by one, understanding and digesting them one by one.
He wants to clearly engrave the functions and parameters of each device and component in his mind like a charcoal sketch.
He firmly believes that there is no shortcut to excellence, and unremitting pursuit is the only key to open the door to success.
From rebuilding a small maintenance tool by yourself, to repeated research and troubleshooting one after another, the fighter jets on the tarmac have been replaced by three generations.
In the busy day after day, he enjoys the satisfaction and happiness from the heart, and also feels the happiness of growing up in silence.
3
In the spring of the year when he first served as the acting mechanic, during a seasonal inspection, Fu Wei found a subtle doubt in the wire rope of a certain part of the fighter plane.
Faced with this doubt, the crew comrades said: "I don't see any problem, it's normal."
Before he finished speaking, Fu Wei's face darkened in an instant: "Is it normal? Who dares to fulfill the solemn promise of 'I am responsible for my position, my work is flawless, and my fighters can rest assured' tonight with similar and minor problems? Tonight? If this doubt is not found out, we will never be dismissed!"
Followed the suspicious points all the way to investigate, until two o'clock in the morning, Fu Wei found that there were three broken wires inside, and the whole crew broke out in a cold sweat.
"The fighter plane will be launched for training in the morning. If it is not found and replaced in time, it is likely to cause a major flight safety accident." Fu Wei recalled, "The wire rope is broken, the appearance is very subtle, and it is extremely difficult to find out if you do not carefully and carefully check it repeatedly. ."
Time is like flowing water, and there is a sound.
In 2017, Fu Wei became a mechanic from acting as a mechanic.
The crew comrades are afraid of Fu Wei's unstoppable habit, that is, he will get into the engine room for inspection every one or two days, and any mistakes will not escape his strict eyes.
He can see the working state of the unit, and even the emotional and psychological fluctuations of a mechanic at work, from the oil, dust and many other details that are easily overlooked.
From the south to the north, from the plains to the plateau, fighter planes, like people, sometimes appear "acclimatized".
That year, during an exercise somewhere in the northwest, the fighter plane was about to take off the next morning. Fu Wei suddenly found a shallow rainbow-like thing on the windshield of the cockpit of the fighter plane he was protecting.
If the windshield is not replaced, it will affect the pilot's vision, but if it is replaced, the sealant will not dry overnight, and the flight will be more dangerous.
From sunset to dawn, he stayed up all night, blowing the sealant with a tool all night.
"All difficulties are actually the torture and tempering of the quality of life. People are quenched into steel in the midst of hardships and hardships. Only being brave is not enough." Fu Wei said.
In 2015, the fighter jets protected by Fu Wei had broken throttle wires. If they were not replaced on time, the fighter jets would be suspended from training.
At that time, most of the comrades who stayed behind to participate in the support of the troops in the field exercises were new comrades who had just entered the maintenance. It was the first time he himself encountered such a problem.
"Can it be replaced? Can I do it alone with a new comrade?" Fu Wei was not clear about the difficulties and risks, but he resolutely chose to face the difficulties.
In the scorching hot summer, the scorching sunlight poured on the tarmac like a needle, and the hot air seemed to ignite if a spark was thrown.
From the disassembly and assembly of the control lever, to the connection of the throttle cable and the standard tension measurement, Fu Wei and his crew comrades drilled into the cramped space of the engine room, groping and advancing little by little, trying and verifying again and again, sweating along Work clothes are dripping like rain.
"In that emergency repair, I really learned from Fu Wei how to be an excellent mechanic." Many officers and soldiers who have grown into the backbone of maintenance now still look amazed and emotional when they talk about that experience.
A huge roar sounded from far to near, and the fighter plane landed and slowly slid into the apron.
Fu Wei hurried up to meet him, and the pilot who got out of the cabin gave him a thumbs up: "Very good, there is no problem with the plane!"
Fu Wei's face was as happy as a child, and his smile was bright and pure.
4
"Is the gas turned off?" Fu Wei had already descended to the first floor, and Fu Wei folded his body and climbed up to the sixth floor, and went in to check again.
Locking the door, he habitually twisted the doorknob again.
"Occupational disease caused by work." He said with a smile.
Although the regiment assigned Fu Wei an apartment, he still liked to live in a group dormitory with his crew comrades.
"It's too lonely to live alone, and there's no one to talk to."
At the end of 2020, Fu Wei secured the 2,200-hour flight of the fighter jet and was awarded the second-class merit.
When he shared the glory and joy with his wife and daughter in Hubei, he suddenly couldn't help but turn his back and burst into tears.
Previously, he has won the third-class meritorious service 6 times.
Exercises, stationed training, and various major tasks one after another, he and the crew followed the fighter planes incessantly.
Even in this field training, his time is in the outfield.
In the morning, his wife and daughter were still sleeping, so he quietly got up and went out. He went out into the field in the dark, and returned to the camp in the evening wearing starlight. The night was quiet, and his wife and daughter were fast asleep.
"I've been here three times, and each time it's less than a week, the girls don't want to stay here anymore." Fu Wei said quietly, looking out the window.
The tall camphor trees swirled with green leaves, and a group of birds sang happily among the branches and leaves.
If he does not guarantee the flight in the field, after dinner, Fu Wei will make a video with his wife and daughter for a while, and ask about the health of the elderly at home and his daughter's study.
But many times, this small wish is not easy to achieve.
From the outfield back to the camp, it is mostly late at night.
I lowered my head and wrote down in the notebook, he suddenly stopped speaking, looked up at the ceiling, there were sparkling things in the corners of his eyes, as if trying to control an uncontrollable emotion.
I tried to get to know Fu Wei outside the tarmac. His silence made the communication a bit jerky, even difficult.
I sat face to face with him, so close I could almost hear the wave-like struggles and struggles in his chest.
Fu Wei's parents live in Shiyan, his parents-in-law live in Zaoyang, and his own home is in Xiangyang. Every year, when he goes home to visit relatives, he divides the limited time into three parts and travels back and forth between the three places.
"My wife and I are both only children. The old people of the two families are not in good health, and the burden is on my wife's shoulders, but she has never complained about me and is very supportive of me!" After reading professional books many times, he said with a smile, "Whose life is not difficult."
Excellent for hard work and loved for excellence.
In fact, I know that Fu Wei has a greater love in his heart.
The cheerful smile of this 41-year-old veteran brought me back to the field in an instant.
I can clearly feel the calmness and calmness in his heart. He is not anxious, not impatient, and moves forward silently. Maybe it is the quality of life that the small apron under the wing gives him.