The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

"furious!"

"It's so arrogant!"

The ground air defense pointed forward. The commander looked at the black objects being pushed continuously on the sand table, his face was solemn, and he kept tapping the stick in his hand.

If he could, he would probably want to use the stick in his hand to knock this black object off the sand table.

Holding the sand table with both hands, the commander's eyebrows had already been squeezed into the character "Sichuan". If it was really that simple, he wouldn't be like this at this time.

At an altitude of [-] meters, it is an inaccessible place. First of all, there are no bamboo poles that long.

"Who can tell me where his target is? Was the location of the nearby Second Battalion discovered during the transfer?"

His eyes were fixed on the small green bag near the blue ocean. There was a red label stuck on the bag, which simply said the word "Second Camp".

The weight of these two words is so heavy. It is the wealth that has been accumulated with great difficulty. If someone discovered the location just after passing by, then he would have to find something about the Shanghai Station.

The huge command room was so quiet that only the ticking sound of the radio could be heard. No one dared to stroke the tiger's beard at this time. It was still a furious tiger.

"Impossible. The second battalion always chooses to move in the early morning, and they are all in inaccessible places. Even the nearby villages have said hello in the name of the prospecting team. It is impossible to be discovered so quickly. "

The person who spoke was Director Jin, who wore a [-] cent collar, wore glasses, and looked polite. He was the one who arranged all the actions of the Second Battalion. In this regard, he had enough confidence.

The commander nodded slightly noncommittally. He was actually relieved about Director Jin's arrangement. However, the fact was that the flying object had indeed circled above the Second Battalion, which made him doubtful. Is there something wrong?

Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence to appear under the eyes of the Second Battalion without any reason.

"Lao Jin, pick up the person in charge over there. I remember, his name should be Gu Yaodong, his master. Alas... let's call and ask if there is anything else going on over there."

When thinking of Gu Yaodong, one has to think of his master. The commander looked a little regretful. If Xia Chengyi was not injured or retired and was still in charge there, he would be extremely relieved.

"Wai, look for Gu Yaodong!"

"No one is there?"

Director Jin looked at the commander, and only after seeing him shaking his head did he hang up the phone with some regret.

"Since he's not here, let's not look for reasons. At this stage, the main thing is to invite guests from afar to have a homely meal!"

After waving his hand, the commander looked at the sand table again. He had already simulated in his mind the flying objects that appeared in the sky above, their heading, and altitude. Then he couldn't help but thought of reminding the Second Battalion.

Unexpectedly, Director Jin on the side quickly stepped forward, suppressed his hand that wanted to pick up the phone, and slowly shook his head.

"I don't recommend calling them at this time. From the moment we informed them, I believe the Second Battalion has been prepared. At this time, they should have tightened their strings. We cannot disturb them at this time. !”

After pondering for a moment, the commander decisively turned around and returned to the sand table. He pursed his lips tightly and paced back and forth on the sand table quite irritably.

"You're right, Lao Jin, I won't make any calls!"

"But, let's put it this way, if this fight can be given to him, I will invite them to come to the capital and give them the awards in person!"

"48 kilometers~!"

The green lines on the radar flashed more frequently, and the distance became closer. Everyone at the scene felt that their hearts were lifted to their throats, and even breathing felt very difficult.

"Wu Hongpu, have you figured it out yet?"

The situation has reached a very critical point. Whether it is in the sky or on the ground, the gunfire at close range has made Xiao Zhanwu's nerves tense to the extreme. Every second now is related to whether the second battalion can maintain its hold. The title of one gun for the whole camp.Wu Hongpu, who is only 21 years old, is a surveying and mapping calculator, that is, a plotter. In fact, it is the same job as the person pushing the plane on the sand table thousands of miles away.

However, that one is displayed on the sand table.

Here, there are no conditions over there. There is only a regional air condition map on the table. The top of the map is like the ripples that appear when a stone is dropped into the water. Circle after circle, the distance is divided into kilometers, large circles and small circles. Come on.

This young man was holding a pencil, angle ruler, compass, and even his mouth without stopping. He was calculating the speed, azimuth, and altitude. After comprehensive prediction, he marked the [-]-meter altitude on the map. The precise direction of the aircraft, its height at the next moment, and the next point it will reach.

Although he is young, the burden on his shoulders is no easier than that of the battalion commander. The battalion commander controls the general direction of the entire battalion. The pencil in his hand controls the general direction of such "cannonballs".

The cold wind blowing in from outside the tent did not blow away the beads of sweat on the little warrior's forehead. This is what happens when the brain is working rapidly and is overloaded.

"45 kilometers, battalion commander!"

"Brothers of the Second Battalion, please calm down. Since we were able to successfully complete the mission before, we can do the same this time. 38 kilometers, the radar is turned on, and a series of actions are completed in 8 seconds. As long as everyone completes it smoothly, I, Xiao Zhanwu, will Please take credit!"

"41 kilometers~speeding up!"

"Calculated, the radio guidance altitude is 620, the bearing is [-], ready for one shot!"

The wooden pencil drew a beautiful arc on the air condition map, which was the coverage area after the missile exploded. It ensured that the enemy planes had to dive in to maximize the effectiveness of the missile.

On the threshing floor, the camouflage cloth made of silk was torn off as the green flag fell from the hand of the signalman. The missile was pointed at the sky, and all personnel quickly evacuated to the safety line.

"38 kilometers~!"

"The guidance radar is on, altitude is 620, bearing is [-], ready for one shot!"

"Launch~!"

The order quickly spread throughout the tent from Xiao Zhanwu's mouth. Everyone instantly adjusted the instruments they were responsible for based on muscle memory, and instantly entered a combat state. Only various buttons were left in their sight.

When Xiao Zhanwu shouted the word "launch", the staff officer on the side started the stopwatch in his palm.

As the sound of missiles igniting and taking off came, he tremblingly raised his hand.

7 seconds.

The time is one second faster than the previous training. This second is the result of everyone working together like a tightly integrated gear.

"35 kilometers~!"

"Altitude 610, bearing [-], request for a follow-up shot!"

"Altitude 610, bearing [-], ready for one shot!"

"Launch~!"

At this time, Xiao Zhanwu would not ask Xiao Wu why he needed a follow-up shot, since he thought it was necessary.

Xiao Zhanwu chose to believe.

This is the spirit of the second battalion, the whole battalion has one gun. (End of chapter)