Simulation: Great Power Technology

Chapter 430 No One Sleeps

After the order was issued, until the No. 003 formation left the port of Djibouti two weeks later, almost no one slept in the entire Camp Lemonnier.

Schneider and Wood, who were originally full of great ambitions, were almost tortured by the planes that took off and landed day and night. It was difficult for them to understand how such a small aircraft carrier could take off and land hundreds of thousands in one day. aircraft sorties.

What makes them even more incomprehensible is that almost all of these planes are heavy fighters. Except for the j-20h, j-16j they are familiar with, and a small amount of j-35, they have not yet mastered some kind of model. Early warning aircraft.

The planes took off from the deck at such a high frequency that they could even observe six different types of planes taking off at the same time.

The fighter jets and early warning aircraft taking off from the three catapult runways, the j-20h taking off from the vertical take-off and landing point, the anti-submarine helicopter flying at any location, and the No-reconnaissance-9 reconnaissance aircraft launched by the catapult on the edge of the deck... .

This kind of density of takeoff and landing, even the most advanced aircraft carrier of its own can not do, especially the simultaneous operation of the three electromagnetic catapult runways, it will bring huge challenges to the ship's integrated electrical system.

Maybe this kind of situation is just "brilliant" to outsiders, but for an army like them that grows up on the back of a plane, it's just like alien technology.

Only then did they finally feel a fear of being dominated—especially after being woken up by a sudden sonic boom for days on end.

Schneider's spirit was almost collapsed. He walked out of the barracks in a daze. There was a clear sky in front of him, but in his eyes, it was as dead as a black and white photo.

In the past five days, his effective sleep time has not exceeded 10 hours in total. No matter how he adjusts his sleep time or tries to cover his ears, the situation has not improved in the slightest.

You know, the other party can almost say that the sound of the sonic boom produced by flying close to the ground reaches more than 140 decibels, while the sound of the detonation bombs commonly used in the army explodes at close range is only 170 decibels - a detonation bomb, but it can Directly shatter the eardrum, causing permanent brain damage and organ incapacitation.

Although this situation can't be said to be continuously dropping shock bombs into the camp, but at least it is equivalent to dozens of artillery continuously firing in the ears.

When you are awake, you may not feel how hard it is to resist, but what if you are not allowed to sleep?

There was a sudden, uncontrollable guilt in his heart.

Maybe I shouldn't have treated those colleagues in the Djibouti base in that way before. If I hadn't acted first, how could the other party have imposed such cruel revenge?

He stared blankly at the fighter plane flying again in the sky. He recognized that it was a j-20 called "Dragon". He could draw three views of its fuselage, but now, he felt an unprecedented fear from the plane.

That plane really seemed like a giant dragon with claws and claws. It flew through the air with a thunderous dragon roar, and crushed the ant-like self on the ground with an incomparable might.

As the figure of the fighter gradually disappeared, some kind of hallucination appeared in front of his eyes.

He felt that he had become a warrior on an ancient battlefield, with armor on his body and a sharp sword in his hand, while the sun in the distance had become the giant eye of the demon, and the sharp light pierced his brain and pierced him. All the negative emotions in my heart evaporated.

Anger, fear, madness, pain... He felt dizzy and walked uncontrollably toward the hangar.

There is his car and his warhorse, and he will ride his warhorse and kill all the enemies.

All went well, he entered the hangar unimpeded, the b-1b Lancer was waiting for him as quietly as ever, stroking the skin of the fighter, his hands cold. The touch made him moan with satisfaction.

Later, he moved the "stirrup" in sight from the side of the hangar. Following the "stirrup", he boarded the cockpit of the plane. Many people rushed from a distance to stop him, but he Swinging the sharp sword in his hand, he repelled all those people.

"Monsters, all monsters!"

There was a hoarse and low roar from Schneider's mouth, and he found that his hands were stained with blood, which made him even more excited.

The war horse is under his crotch, and the enemy...

The enemy is in the sky?

But how can your own war horse reach the sky?

He looked under him in confusion, but before he could think clearly, there was a sudden sharp pain in his brain, and then his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

There was a burst of exclamations around, and at the last moment of landing, Schneider finally remembered his identity.

---- It's over.

This was his last thought before breaking his neck.

......

Two hours after Schneider's accident, the Djibouti base received a call from Camp Lemonnier. The person who answered the call was Liu Yijun, who served as the temporary commander, and the other side of the call was the commander-in-chief of Camp Lemonnier.

"...I apologize for the inconvenience I caused to your base, but you should also know that it's just a normal... er, normal training behavior."

"Compared to what you are doing now, we are actually much more restrained - at least we are not flying supersonic close to the ground, right? You are from the Air Force, and you know how much noise that kind of noise can cause to people on the ground. Impact."

"Today, we've had three cases of mental disorders in a row, and there's even an accomplished pilot who nearly fell from a plane due to hallucinations -- yes, he climbed into the plane, injured himself, and then It fell down from a height of nearly three meters."

"...No no no, of course it's not for your actions, he's a counter-terrorism hero. Well, he's fine, the gangway saved his life, it's just a broken neck."

"I sincerely hope that this kind of training will not continue. We have received the protests you expressed, and I can assure you that even after the departure of the 003 formation, the previous harassing flight will not happen again. ."

"No, absolutely not. We are all senior officers, and we all know the reasons behind the current situation. I think we can reach a consensus on this."

"Two weeks? Sir, it's only been five days now, and our soldiers won't be able to survive another three days."

"I know, I know you've been holding on for a year, but like I said, at least we didn't pull the sonic boom, did we?"

"If you insist on doing this, then we may have to fight back..."

"...No, that's not what I meant, I'm definitely not provoking a new military confrontation, I'm just saying..."

"Forget it. Two weeks, sir, but at least, don't fly until the sun rises?"

"........"

"Okay. Good luck to you."

With a long sigh, the commander-in-chief of Camp Lemonier hung up the phone, and another officer beside him saw his expression and asked tentatively:

"They agreed?"

"No. Prepare a transport plane and send away the soldier who has recently suffered from psychological problems. I can't change the other party's decision."

"Understood."

The officer nodded, and then asked somewhat unwillingly:

"So, what reason did they use to refuse?"

The commander-in-chief sighed again, and after a long silence, he answered:

"It's not really a particularly convincing reason."

"But, for this reason..."

"He said that their training was carried out according to Chinese time."

"The sun of Lemonier has not risen, but the sun of Huaxia has risen."

......

The high-intensity take-off and landing training of the 003 formation was originally a routine training subject, and even the military of the ugly country could not find any reason to question it.

Therefore, no matter how Camp Lemonier protested to their superiors, the only order they received was "stand by and do not allow conflicts."

The high-level really does not want to expand the conflict during this awkward period, because the result of doing so is obviously to send their own face in front of the other party to let the other party slap.

The top people in this country may be bad, but they are not stupid, they know how to judge the situation better than anyone.

Just a few mentally ill soldiers... Too many soldiers suffer from ptsd every year, what's the point of these in Camp Lemonier?

Is the strategic position of Camp Lemonier important? Are overseas bases important? Does the South Island matter?

It's very important, but compared to their strategy of keeping a low profile, this can be tolerated together.

After all, the most important thing for them at the moment is to "delay" the process of the South Island incident through other forces, so as to buy themselves time.

Now, all their hopes are pinned on Francis and the Holy See.

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