Chapter 392: I don't know you pilots very well!
Even a major country with a well-established multi-level missile early warning system and system for land and air cannot say that it can effectively intercept cruise missiles, let alone the Red Army, which is set to be configured as a 'weak country's air force'.
The lack of ground-based radar platforms, the lack of early warning, the lack of infrared imaging early warning and satellite early warning, etc., coupled with the existence of two KD-20 long-range tactical cruise missiles as virtual signals, cannot be intercepted at all.
Intercept?
Inexistent.
"Humph!"
The dean's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly.
"In principle, the director team will not interfere with both sides of the exercise, but we must not let the Red Army be wiped out as soon as the exercise begins, right?"
The director smiled slightly, looked at the two friends with both eyes, thought for a while, and said: "Order, issue a notice to the Red Army at 23:51, inform the intelligence about the tactical nuclear strike of the Blue Army, leave 10 minutes for the Red Army aircraft group to react, test the rapid response ability, combat effectiveness and comprehensive combat quality, and the remaining surviving troops will carry out the anti-nuclear, biological and chemical mission, how about it, Lao Li?" ”
"You're the director, I'm okay with that." Hearing what the director gave, the dean breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone hanging in his heart fell.
Fortunately, there is still 10 minutes to react, otherwise, this time the Red Army will really become a tragic example of 'dying before leaving the division'.
"Where's Old Don?" The director looked at his friend Lao Tang with a smile.
Old Tang laughed heartily and replied: "Haha, I don't have any opinion, anyway, the Red Army loses military exercises every year." ”
"Alright, just follow this order." The director looked at the major officer standing on the side, nodded, and confirmed.
"Yes, Chief!"
When the major officer heard this, he nodded with a solemn face, raised his hand in salute, and then turned to leave, preparing to set up a regular electronic notice.
Inside the war room, it was quiet again.
The director, who is in his fifties, stared at the central screen showing the flight trajectory of the two virtual missiles, his back was upright as if he was transporting, and he had some expectations in his heart, and said with a smile: "Young eagles are also eagles, look at the comprehensive quality of this year's flight students." ”
There is no rehearsal at all for the Blues' first play, it is full of accidents and suddenness, and the cadets who can fly into the sky to avoid the effective killing radius of tactical nuclear weapons in 10 minutes are definitely the elite of the elite.
In 10 minutes, under the tactical nuclear strike of the Blue Army, how many of the Red Army's young eagles could 'survive', which made the director somewhat curious.
……
The night is getting deeper.
The moon hangs high, the stars are dense, and countless bright stars emit a charming light.
The night in Shicheng is different from the hot night in Quzhou, which is cooler, and the bustling city gradually quiets down, opening up a gorgeous and colorful nightlife.
Academy Airport, apron area, inside the 21st Shed Apron.
The energy-saving lamps on the ceiling emit a gentle white light, and tiny and dense insects swirl around the light.
"Buzz!"
The buzzing of mosquitoes flapping their wings is incessant and has not stopped since nightfall.
"Smack!"
Comrade Lao Hu of the No. 1 Ground Service Group, who was holding portable detection equipment, carried out an examination around the body, felt an itch coming from his right arm, and looked at it, the mosquitoes that had been black and white were feasting on it, greedily sucking blood through sharp mouthparts, and slapping it to death.
The whole person stretched out his rough hand and touched the surface of the smooth fuselage, completed the inspection of the No. 109 L-15C Falcon, and looked at the back standing at the main entrance: "Boy, what are you thinking?" ”
"I always feel a little uneasy in my heart, and I don't know what's going on."
Zhou Hai, who was wearing an anti-load suit, folded the aviation receipt log in his hand, hung a classic dark brown leather holster around his waist, and a Type 92 semi-automatic pistol, looked at the dark night sky in the south, shook his head slightly, spit out a breath of turbidity, and said slowly.
"Every year in the Sky Eagle military exercise, the blue army has not yet appeared to be the first to attack, don't make yourself nervous."
Comrade Lao Hu made a hache, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his sore waist, put down the portable detection equipment in his hand, picked up a large plastic pot filled with dark brown tea liquid, twisted the lid and poured it into a mouthful, dispelling the faint sleepiness of late-night work: "Of course, there is nothing wrong with being careful, whether today's military exercise can go 300 kilometers depends on the first squadron commanded by your boy." ”
"300 kilometers is no problem, I'm wondering if I can accomplish the real combat goal."
Zhou Hai smiled slightly, his eyebrows revealed a hint of confidence, turned around and walked to the edge of the metal shed wall of the parking stand, put the aviation receipt log back on the work surface, and raised his hand to look at the distributed pilot's mechanical watch, there were still 12 minutes left until twelve o'clock in the morning.
Hearing this, Comrade Lao Hu put down the large plastic pot and gave a thumbs up: "I have an idea, I appreciate you very much, by the way, have you thought about the code name of the official pilot?" I heard that Bai Tangfei's Red Eagle was shot by Deputy Lei. ”
"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it when I graduate." Speaking of this, Zhou Hai smiled in his heart: "The code name of Red Eagle has been used by Lao Fei, Black Eagle, White Eagle, and seven colors of eagles. ”
Whether it is the seven monochromatic eagles or the combined colorful eagles, these code names have been occupied by the previous official pilots, and Bai Tangfei's proud code name 'Red Eagle' is completely useless, unless he is willing to take a fake Red Eagle, or Red Eagle II and so on.
A radish and a pit, there is basically no good codename.
"The Black Eagle is from last year, that kid is very brilliant, the White Eagle is the year before last, and the technique is okay, as for the eagle of other colors, I haven't encountered it, and someone really takes this thing?" Comrade Lao Hu touched his chin, which touched his blind spot in knowledge, and he remembered the color of memories in his mind.
Purple Eagle?
Blue Eagle?
Green Eagle?
This Green Eagle, in particular, seems to have a bit of a weird feeling.
Zhou Hai shrugged his shoulders: "The code name that contains the word eagle is basically gone, I asked Instructor Yang before." ”
"People are old, and they don't know much about the world of your pilots."
Comrade Lao Hu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Boy, you have to think about the code name well, you must have deep meaning and charm, this is to follow you for a lifetime, don't take a green eagle or something, should you understand?" My old Hu really can't understand how anyone can take green ......"
"Buzz!"
At this moment, a sharp and rapid air defense siren suddenly sounded at the academy airfield.
For Air Force pilots, the sound of air raid sirens is a sign of battle.
"Level 1 alert, repeat, level 1 alert, all participating aircraft take off immediately! Take off now! The Blues are about to launch a tactical nuclear strike on our base! Immediately afterwards, in the airport's high-sensitivity amplification equipment, the anxious and clear voice of Lin Ying, the tower controller: "The time is only 10 minutes!" ”
"! Simulating a tactical nuclear strike? Hurry up, Zhou Hai, get ready to board! Comrade Hu, who was drinking tea to relieve his sleepiness, almost didn't squirt out, stood up, and rushed to the fighter plane with an arrow to make preparations before takeoff.
10 minutes!
In such a short time, how many participating trainer aircraft can take off?