69novels Chapter 169
Chapter 169
Generally speaking, pilots are absolutely precious arms, but also the most hypocritical one, most pilots receive training in addition to the necessary regular training, but also a lot of psychological counseling and mental health observation on weekdays, whether a pilot can continue to fight in addition to their own physical fitness has a lot to do with it, but also to maintain psychological health at all times.
After all, fighting at an altitude of 10,000 meters is not the same as fighting on the ground, and problems such as panic and impatience cannot be solved by roaring or lying down for a while to hide for a while, as on the ground, and the trembling of fingers may be related to one's own life.
At this time, the pilot's heart is very entangled and afraid, flying and flying the whole person suddenly becomes blind, whether he can fly safely depends entirely on the radar and is still in the middle of the battle, the enemy's radar signal suddenly disappears without any prerequisites, which is an extremely terrifying thing for any pilot.
And if the enemy has the warning system to destroy the UAV and does not even alarm the UAV and the AWACS aircraft, this is even more terrifying for the ground attack aircraft that lacks countermeasure capabilities, and the ground attack aircraft they have set up are to a large extent bullying ground targets and have no effective air defense capabilities, and now the enemy is very likely to have and is extremely advanced, which is unacceptable to the pilot, and there is a mistake in intelligence!
Once the enemy has excellent air defense capabilities, he will be completely killed if he continues to attack, and he has the right to choose whether to continue the mission after he has the ability to assess the situation on the battlefield.
"Hurry up... Hurry up... Hurry up..."These few seconds are completely torture for the pilot at this moment, and these few seconds seem to be infinitely stretched at this moment.
Golden Eagle: [Call B1, the target has radar jamming technology, and shielded its own infrared heat source, using visual strike, optical observation has been synchronized to your helmet display and marked, please continue to carry out the task]
At the moment when the drone lost the radar signal and heat source tracking, the drone immediately began to use traditional optical observation to lock the specific location of the target, accurately track the target through real-time comparison and synchronously feed back to the early warning aircraft and combat attack aircraft, The whole process went smoothly without the slightest delay.
B1: [Receive]
The pilot sitting in the cab breathed a long sigh of relief, he was not completely out of the battlefield situation, but the information receiving channel was cut off twice, but fortunately it was not completely cut off, but this also made the pilot a little curious, who is the other party, can shield the radar lock and infrared lock of the drone, this is not a means that ordinary organizations can come up with, behind it must be an extremely large and powerful organization.
Industry, science and technology are absolutely indispensable, and there are not many countries that can meet these conditions, especially after World War III.
Golden Eagle: [Call friendly forces on the ground, radar guidance has been subjected to electromagnetic interference, please use laser-assisted guidance for ballistic correction, repeat, please use laser-assisted guidance for ballistic correction]
"Roger." Mark, who was in charge of the command on the ground, immediately conveyed the order to the crowd after receiving the order.
"Laser-guided, marking targets." Mark immediately turned on the laser pointer on the target and marked the target, but what had happened so far had been as Geffen had expected.
I saw the armor on both sides of Geffen's spine slowly, and a faint yellow light flashed in it.
"That's-" Before Mark could react, a huge shock wave struck, and Mark's ears were directly deaf, as if someone had detonated a shock grenade in front of him, and for a moment everyone in the team couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, and they couldn't even hold the gun in their hands.
"Ah!!hh Quite a few people try to make themselves feel better by yelling, but it is clear that this is of little use.
B1: [Laser guidance fails, visual strike is used]
Without laser assistance, B1 pilots can only rely on the optical observation of drones to lock on to the target.
Burst~~~!!! The missile that broke away from the fuselage immediately ignited and accelerated to the location of Geffen, and in the face of the incoming missile, Geffen closed the armor on its own observation mirror in a hurry, although its main structure is not afraid of this missile, but this does not mean that the optical observation mirror is not afraid of missile fragments, and what should be protected still has to be protected.
The missile quickly reached Geffen's position, and it was not until the missile was about to hit that the anti-missile device on Geffen came into play.
Rumble!!! The incoming missile was detonated prematurely, producing fragments that pierced the surrounding walls, but could not penetrate Geffen's armor.
"How is it possible..." Austin, who was observing the battlefield situation in the Pentagon, couldn't believe the content of the screen at all, he preferred to believe that the screen in front of him was hijacked by hackers, but what was happening in front of him couldn't help but believe it, what he saw now was indeed true.
Mark: [Target, target not destroyed, request second strike] B1: [Received] B1: [
Command, target not destroyed
, request a second strike, repeat, request a second strike]
?? : [No, B1, the battlefield is now taken over by us]
"What?!" The pilot in the cab was directly stunned, this is the military combat communication channel, what level of people dare to talk to them in this tone.
"What's going on?" Austin, who had been listening to the entire battlefield communications in the Pentagon, naturally heard this, but before he could ask a question, he identified himself.
？？ : [Tuscallo, Mr. Secretary of Defense]
"What?!" Austin in the Pentagon was shocked, he had no idea that it would be their secret unit, Tuscallo, but he was even more curious about who it was. Whoever has that authority directly crosses him to give Tuscarlo operational command orders.
"Who gave you permission to enter the battlefield? Who transferred you here? "
Commander Tuscallo: [Sorry Mr. Secretary of Defense, it was our fault to be uninvited, but this is a direct order from Mr. President, and he will explain the specific reasons to you, but now the battlefield is taken over by us, repeat, the battlefield is taken over by us, and all friendly units are withdrawn]
"How is that possible?" Austin was puzzled, he didn't expect it to be a direct order from Mr. President, and it was carried out by him, how could this...
"Sir, Mr. President, please come to the conference room for a chat." Before Austin could react, the secretary who came in a hurry came to Austin's side and whispered, and this secretary is not an ordinary person.
As the Secretary of Defense, Austin naturally knows the other party, the one in front of him is the president's personal secretary, his words largely represent the direct meaning of Mr. President, and he also secretly helps Mr. President do some things that are inconvenient for Mr. President, so his words, Austin will not doubt it, but at the moment he still needs to continue to supervise the entire battlefield, and he wants to see with his own eyes that these survivors can return home, only in this way can...
"Sir, I think... You don't quite understand what I mean. The presidential secretary smiled indifferently, then took a small step forward, "What I'm talking about is... Please, and someone else here will take over for the time being.
Austin looked at the private secretary in front of him and didn't speak for a long time, struggling and hesitating.
"I see." After saying this, Austin felt a lot of decadence, but the smile on the face of the personal secretary in front of him became brighter and brighter.
"This is a very wise decision, and please hurry up, Mr. President, I don't want to wait too long, after all, he has always been more punctual and does not like to be disturbed by his schedule and schedule, especially because of human resources and other factors." The personal secretary still kept a formulaic smile, but Austin could understand the subtext of his words.
Austin hated being able to understand these words, which is the aftermath of dealing with politicians a lot, and it was endless.
Da~Da~Da~ It's different from when he came, this time Austin has eight strong security humanoid escorts by his side, and unlike just now, he was the first to rush to the front, and his steps are not so light and fast compared to just now, this time Austin's steps are very slow and heavy, and he turns around and looks back at the combat command room just now from time to time, as if he is still commanding there, but he also knows very well that he is actually not suitable for entering there to command, When I get old, my brain can't turn around, and some things I can't figure out how to think about them, such as now, when I was ordered by Mr. President to give up the command of the front line, and to leave the battlefield to face this old man like him...
He couldn't figure it out...
Da~Da~Da~ Everyone quickly arrived in the special conference room, and Austin felt that the time to walk slowly was shorter than the time from his office to the combat command room just now, and he still didn't want to come after all...
Drip~ The private secretary put his finger on the recognizer and then said into the microphone.
"Sir, Mr. Secretary of Defense is already waiting outside the door."
The President: [Let him in] The President's
voice came through the loudspeaker, and Austin immediately recognized the owner of the voice, which represented the person of the highest power in America.
Da~ As the indicator light of the security door turned green, the private secretary slowly pushed open the heavy safety area explosion door in front of Austin, in fact, with the help of the hydraulic system, even Austin himself could easily push it open.
"Sir, please." The private secretary still had that faint smile on his face, but Austin was already bored with this, and without any words or response, he went straight into the conference room.
"Hmm." The private secretary did not react to this, after all, he was not superior to Austin in terms of status, he was just a secretary, an agent and speaker who could speak on behalf of the president on many occasions...
But in the end, it's just a representative, not a person.
He is very clear about his position, everything he has now is backed by the president, everyone respects not him but the president behind him, and it is not him who is afraid, but the president himself, of course, the fear behind is what he can create, after all, if he wants to replace him in the future, he always needs a little political achievement that can be taken out, for example, take the current Mr. President as his sacrifice and ticket to the top...
Of course, these are all later words, after all, as a personal secretary who has to get close to Mr. President every day, he knows best, such an elderly president is indeed very old in terms of age, but he knows very well that this president's old body and skin are nothing more than a camouflage, a camouflage used to lower the enemy's vigilance and disintegrate the enemy's defenses.
This old man has a fiery heart that does not match his appearance, that heart is still burning, he wants to do a lot, and he cannot be changed by others to disobey his orders, he has very strong means, even an old man's hands are still as strong as iron tongs.
So now, it's not a good time to show yourself, at least not yet....
Austin slowly walked into the conference room, and saw an old man with a clear face, an old man as old as him, the years had left the same deep marks on his body, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines on a dead tree, which became deeper and deeper with the erosion of time, and became more difficult to see him.
Where did that sturdy and optimistic young man go...
Looking at Mr. President in front of him, Austin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and casually pulled out a chair and sat down, while the old man across the table seemed to see Austin's inner thoughts at the moment.
"You can sit a little closer." Mr. President pointed to a chair beside him, which had already been drawn from the chair that had been prepared for Austin.
"No, this way... I think it's nice and it's close to the gate, and I'll have something to attend to later. Austin sat in a chair with her arms propped up on her body, her face full of absent-heartedness.
"Are you angry?" The president's voice seemed to be asking, but Austin could hear what it really meant.
"Angry? No, of course not... I was just...... Lack of rest these days are busy. Austin said slowly.
"That's the case..."After listening to Austin's answer, Mr. President no longer made a sound, but quietly looked at Austin in front of him, he was waiting for him to speak, waiting for the moment when the other party couldn't help it.
"You—" Finally Austin couldn't help himself, "why don't you listen to persuasion?" Now is not a good time to go to war, really not, the enemy is still in a weak period, but so are we, we have not been able to recover from the wounds of the last war, and starting a war now will not bring us any benefits at all.
Austin's emotions were a little agitated, and he couldn't understand why the president in front of him couldn't listen to his opinion as secretary of defense on this issue.
"Hehe, sit down first, old friend, there are no outsiders here, you and I can relax with each other." The president affectionately called Austin, and it could be seen that the two had a very good private relationship, after all, the two were old friends who had been born and died together when they were young, and there was nothing that could not be sat down and discussed.
As soon as he heard the president say this, Austin could only do this, and he could only calm down his emotions a little, and then sat in his seat and quietly looked at Mr. President in front of him.
"Relieved now?" The president asked with concern, looking at Austin with exactly the same concern that an old friend had been with for many years.
"It's okay," Austin replied angrily, and he was the only one who could talk to this Mr. President in such a perfunctory tone.
After all, the president's path to power was not so peaceful...
"Then let me explain it to you." The president smiled slightly, then got up from the back of his chair and straightened his body.
"Let's explain... The reason why you directly invoke Tascalo this time is actually to be able to capture the opponent alive. The president got the conversation on track, and Austin sat up straight at the moment.
Austin did not reply but silently looked at Mr. President, the meaning of which was already very clear.
Don't talk to me like a politician, I won't listen.
Austin told the president in front of him through his eyes, and Mr. President also understood, after all, the two have been friends for many years, and they can understand what each other is thinking with a glance at each other.
"Hehe... I'm sorry, but I've just finished a meeting with parliamentarians and the attorney general, and I haven't adjusted yet. The president now grinned, as if to apologize to Austin.
Well, hurry up...
This is the meaning of the second sentence that Austin conveyed to the president through his eyes....