I started with a ship full of max-level veterans, and I'm just a complete noob.

"confirm."

The bronze pages unfold to both sides, and the names of pioneers in electron tubes, material interface experts, and precision instruments light up simultaneously, as three academic threads converge in consciousness.

The sounds of cannons, wind, and engine vibrations from the outside world still lingered, only now they were pushed to a great distance. The mine map in front of Jiang Ming began to extend from the plane downwards into the ground.

Vacuum tube pioneers provided information on load variations, common-mode ripple, and high-frequency coupling paths during magnetron startup; materials experts filled in the conductivity differences between old mine steel pipes, lead-sheathed cables, and damp rock formations; and precision instrument pioneers incorporated heat flow, phase shift, and direction finding errors into the same structural model.

This knowledge was not turned into ready-made answers. Each conclusion was accompanied by a list of on-site evidence, error range, and missing parameters, which Jiang Ming had to fill in himself by relying on old mine maps and measured data.

The blower, distribution panel, busbar and centimeter wave radiator below the ventilation shaft are formed layer by layer, and the steel rails and abandoned water pipes leading to the main entrance are also marked with resonant nodes.

A main busbar extends southward along the ventilation duct maintenance tunnel, crosses the distribution panel at an underground bend, and then splits into three routes: lighting, communication, and detonation equipment.

The structure generated by academic integration does not truly see through the rock strata; it compresses independent evidence from three disciplines into the same spatial coordinates, allowing the originally scattered spectrum, temperature, and material parameters to correct each other.

When Jiang Ming lost consciousness, only a short time had passed in the outside world. The artillery battalion commander was still asking the observation post if they could see the wellhead clearly.

"Turn the gun muzzle to the north ventilation shaft, fire two first-round calibration shots, followed by four more rounds of coverage, and then remove all armor-piercing shells."

The artillery battalion commander interrupted him.

"The ventilation shaft is protected by a steel reinforcement ring. Without armor-piercing rounds, how can we break through it?"

"The armor-piercing projectile will penetrate along the rock wall, leaving its energy in the rock strata, but it won't sever the cable trays at the bottom of the well."

General Jiang Ming's portrait is placed on his knee, and a pencil is used to mark the southwest side of the ventilation shaft.

"Change to high explosive rounds. Adjust the azimuth to the right by 0.7 points from the observation post's baseline, raise the elevation by half a minute, set the delay fuse to 0.3 seconds, and calculate the explosive charge based on the surface layer coverage of the rock."

"Are you commanding my artillery?"

"There are two links in the red line. If you keep firing the nuke, the timer won't wait for you."

A short curse came through the channel, followed by the artillery battalion commander's order for each gun position to change the type of ammunition.

The forward gunner unloaded the armor-piercing shells that had already been loaded into the barrel, pushed the high-explosive shells into the breech, the rangefinder recalculated the elevation of the ventilation shaft, and the muzzle turned from the direction of the main tunnel to the north side of the rocky slope.

Fang Xudong stared at the cross-section drawn by Jiang Minggang. The bends of the ventilation shaft, the position of the busbar, and the height of the distribution panel were all clearly marked. Even the direction of the flow of the blast air after entering the shaft was drawn.

"With a 0.3-second delay, the shell will detonate below the wellhead guard, and the blast will travel downwards along the shaft."

"There's a bend in the shaft, so the shockwave weakens by the time it reaches the power distribution room. How can we guarantee that the busbar can still be cut off?"

Jiang Ming turned the drawing over and pointed out a section of old cable tray on the outside of the bend in the air duct.

"The rock strata can block the debris, but they can't stop the pressure waves inside the shaft. The outer side of the bend bears the greatest load, so the cable tray will fall off first."

"The busbar was carrying a full load of current from the magnetron. When the cable tray collapsed, the three-phase lines were grounded, and the generator protection could not complete the switching in time."

Fang Xudong looked at the ventilation shaft, then back at the blueprints. Temperature measurement, ripple, and mine map were originally three unrelated issues, but now they all pointed to the same underground power distribution panel in Jiang Ming's hands.

"You didn't even ask about the cable materials."

"Old mine maps are marked with lead sheaths. The northwest mining area is very humid. Only a few types of power cables can last for six years in this kind of shaft."

Upon hearing the report that the artillery position was operational, Lao Sun dragged the shock-absorbing box further inside the carriage.

"The shells are about to land. Back up the vehicle on the slope. Don't let the rubble damage things."

The armored vehicle retreated into the ditch, and Lu Qinghe remained with the oscilloscope. The amplitude of the centimeter-wave pulses had increased compared to the beginning, and the intervals had also begun to shorten.

"The underground radiator has entered continuous preheating, and the detonation branch circuit may have been connected."

"Artillery, fire!"

The first cannon recoiled backward, its muzzle flash illuminating the rocky slope. The shell flew over two stone beams and landed a dozen meters north of the ventilation shaft.

After the soil and rocks were thrown up, the observer immediately reported the deviation. The second corrective round grazed the steel reinforcement ring and exploded on the west side of the well opening, lifting a corner of the protective net.

"Right repair complete, all six cannons firing simultaneously, set for 0.3 seconds."

The artillery battalion commander put down the microphone, pressed his palm against the firing table, and the six cannons fired in succession with muffled bangs, the high-explosive shells pressing down on the north slope along similar trajectories.

In the underground central room, the technical supervisor heard a series of impacts coming from above the shaft, but the sneer on his face did not disappear.

The outer layer of the ventilation shaft is reinforced with reinforced concrete and natural rock walls, making it impossible for ordinary artillery fire to penetrate 200 meters underground, let alone damage the sealed laboratory.

The mechanical timer has only one bar left, and the metal pipeline outside the main entrance has completed its charging test, with green lights lighting up one after another.

"They've started drilling ventilation shafts."

The operator stood at the entrance of the branch tunnel, his voice filled with panic.

"Let them fire; the outer layer of rock can consume the entire artillery battery's ammunition."

The technical supervisor lifted the button cover, ready to send out a full-power pulse when the timer returned to zero.

The first covert missile penetrated the protective netting torn open by the sighting missile and detonated inside the shaft. The flames were pushed downwards by the narrow shaft, and rubble and steel bars fell along the ventilation duct.

Subsequent shells continued to pound into the wellhead, and a column of yellowish-brown smoke rose from the north slope. The impact pressure rushed into the ground along the shaft and bent, causing the blower blades to detach from the bushing first.

The heavy impeller crashed into the cable tray, the fixing bolts were pulled out of the damp rock wall, and the three power cables, dragging their lead sheaths, fell toward the power distribution room.

The technical supervisor had already pressed the detonation button.

A bright electric arc emanated from inside the distribution panel, and the detached cable pulled the busbar towards the metal casing. The short-circuit current flowed through the entire underground power grid, and the generator speed was forcibly reduced by the load.

The anode voltage of the centimeter-wave radiator dropped rapidly, the filament faded from bright red to dark, and the green indicator lights on the detonator panel went out in rows.

The central room lights flickered twice, all the machines simultaneously went silent, and darkness engulfed every piece of equipment along the tunnel.

The technical supervisor was still pressing the button, his fingertip already pressed to the bottom of the protective ring, but the twelve detonation branches on the wall did not respond at all.

He raised his hand and patted the control panel, then tried to flip the backup power switch; the instrument pointer remained at zero and did not rise.

Inside the ground armored vehicle, the three layers of spectrum fell back to the baseline one after another, and the last one to disappear was the 17-hertz common-mode ripple.

Lu Qinghe stared at the screen, the only sound in her headphones the natural background noise of the mining area.

Jiang Ming folded up the structural diagram generated by the academic integration, and a report from the artillery observation post was already coming through the walkie-talkie.

"The ventilation shaft collapsed, the heat supply was interrupted, and all signs of underground power supply disappeared."

The assault company commander of Beigou requested to advance on the same channel. Jiang Ming looked towards the main tunnel entrance, but the expected column of smoke from the secondary explosion did not rise there.

"The red line is lifted, the assault team enters the cave, first taking control of the power distribution room and the central room, and capturing all the technical personnel alive."