doomsday lamb

On the evening of New Year's Eve, it is still a time when the weather is warm and then cold.

As the sun sets, the temperature in Lantang Strait drops sharply. The salty sea breeze blows through a burst of cool air, blowing through the navigation beacon antenna at the top of the Haikou ship. The airflow squeezes through the gap between the data link antennas, and then forms a

There was a shrill and melodious roar, like the cry of an animal about to die of thirst before it dies.

Following the trajectory of the airflow, we can see that the entire deck is covered with mottled bloodstains, and white feathers can be seen from time to time among the messy bullet casings. The sea breeze blows calmly across the deck, passing over the bow, and blowing over the self-heated shells.

The barrel of the gun came to the sea, and a wisp of wind gently stirred the bright red waves as usual, and then blew all the way into the distance without looking back.

Deep inside the warship, the CIC Combat Intelligence Center, as the "nervous head" of the entire fleet, is hidden in thick armor and a circle of cabins.

In the small war room, the combat command system buzzed regularly, and the multi-module screen was emitting a bright blue light, which reflected on the faces of several non-commissioned officers, creating a sense of solemnity.

Under the light, busy figures could be seen walking in front of the command podium. The clerk sitting in front of the podium was assessing the losses of the last battle. There were also sonar operators, radar operators, and signal operators reporting to the coordination officer some incomprehensible things.

data.

In the command room next door, several department chiefs in navy blue uniforms disagreed on how to support the coast. The first officer was sitting at the table looking at the chart and frowning in thought. There were many people in front of the fleet command seat, and tactical officers gathered.

, weapons supervisor, intelligence officer and many other important personnel, but the captain was the only one not seen.

As time passed by, the smell of gunpowder in the command room became stronger and stronger.

People were talking to each other about their opinions, and an officer with a big beard rushed to say: "What are you waiting for? Let the Marines come on."

The intelligence officer on the opposite side objected: "No, there are too many uncontrollable factors during the landing process, and we cannot let our brothers die."

The bearded officer was panting and seemed very incomprehensible: "If we don't allow support, are we just going to watch all our brothers in the army die? We Nanhai people can't do such a thing if we don't save them!"

The intelligence officer was also excited: "Nonsense! Our warships also have responsibilities, how can they leave their posts without authorization? Everyone performs their duties, which is the plan made before the war. If something goes wrong here because of our recklessness,

If we ultimately miss the strategic goal, then you and I will be the sinners of the entire port city base."

Someone nearby tried to persuade him: "Old Liu, calm down. The point is that now our troops on the shore are fighting with mutant creatures, and firing cannons will cause accidental damage. Without cannons, what is the use of warships near the shore? And you can see

Here we are, there are too many mutated crabs in the coastal waters, so sending a landing craft up now is just to deliver food to others."

The bearded officer blew his beard and glared: "Being a soldier means fighting. If you are afraid of this or that, why do you want to be a soldier? Do you think you can just give up because you are afraid of killing people? I don't accept it!"

The intelligence officer responded tit-for-tat: "No, as I said before, there have been too many changes in the ocean since the end of the world, and we cannot allow soldiers to risk their lives. Jiuge Mountain

The brigade can still hold on now, what we have to do now is to stand our guard and never make unnecessary sacrifices."

"Okay, if you don't go, I will! Give me a team of people, and I will fight these mutated creatures with real swords and guns!"

The officer who was trying to persuade us to make peace suddenly became angry: "Comrade Captain! What are you doing! Are you going to die? Sit down! If you want to go, the warship will cover us with artillery fire."

Others also tried to persuade me: "Yes, yes, Lao Liu, please sit down first. Adjutant Shen is here, isn't he? No matter how anxious you are, you still need the consent of the 'Operation Officer'."

"Yes, Major Shen. Just tell me what to do!"

Annoyed by the noise, he stood up with heavy support on the table and said with a gloomy expression: "Is there nothing to do? Go back and do what you should do. Do you want to rebel if you stay here without leaving?"

"Adjutant Shen..."

"Whoever dares to disobey orders on the battlefield will be sent to a military court!" He sat back with his arms crossed and gritted his teeth to emphasize, "The mission remains unchanged. The Haikou ship is on standby offshore. If you have any objections, please go directly to the captain."

"..."

For a moment, several people looked at each other, and they were all dumbfounded. The other party raised the banner of captain, making all their words ineffective. The last few people walked out of the command room in despair, closing their eyes to rest. The heaviness was left inside the door.

"These guys really don't make people worry." The heavy man in front of the chart sighed and rubbed his temples. "I want to fight, but I don't dare to tell the captain face to face. They have to work together to act and instigate me."

He knew they didn't want to be scolded, but the problem was that he didn't want to either...

The intelligence officer's analysis was correct. Before the war, no one was arranged to land on the ship for combat operations. Now the best opportunity has been lost. Moreover, although the beach battle is urgent, the Haikou ship also has its mission, so it is best not to leave unless necessary.

Thinking of this, Shen Sheng understood a little bit. I guess these old guys thought he must know something, so they came to find out.

It can be seen that Chief Officer Zhongzhong is temporarily serving as the ship's tactical operations officer, responsible for leading the ship's CIC team and overseeing the entire ship's tactical operations. However, the captain, who has the final intervention and veto power over the operations officer's tactical decisions, does not know Where did it go.

When I think of that majestic captain, my heavy eyebrows twist into a knot unconsciously.

Counting the days, it has been eight years since the captain of this ship officially took over the position of captain of the previous Haikou ship. Over the years, they have trained, conducted military exercises, and escorted ships at sea. It seems that they have fought a lot of battles, but the captain is still old. Look.

To be precise, he doesn't look like a captain at all...

Often when there is a war, the captain goes to one side and becomes the boss, leaving all combat tasks to his adjutant. As for the captain himself, he either goes to the open platform to risk his life, or wanders around various cabins. , from time to time, they steal the jobs of ordinary operators, and enjoy the addiction of using live ammunition, and they also euphemistically call it normalized inspections...

On the other hand, the Haikou ship has performed hundreds of large and small missions over the years, and it has never had any trouble. It is really a miracle among miracles.

Perhaps this is due to the captain's observation of the public sentiment?

No, it is not accurate to say that she is unreliable, and it is even more wrong to say that she is unreliable.

Because Shen Sheng clearly remembered that when the Haikou ship was in rare distress and the entire crew was in danger, the captain would always appear at the command center immediately. She could not help but take over the work at hand, as if it was the whole story of an incident. She understood everything clearly, as if she had a pair of eyes that could see the overall situation and a mind that knew everything like a god, and no difficulty could stump her.

Once that happens, the captain seems to be a different person.

The captain who only takes matters into his own hands when making major decisions or critical moments, the unknown officer who has no airs and gets along well with the soldiers, instantly becomes the captain who strategizes and wins the battle thousands of miles away.

If there is anyone on the whole ship whose tactical wisdom and strategic vision can make Zhong Yan admire him, that person is definitely the captain. Although she is two years younger than him, and her experience is not as good as that of those middle-aged officers. Rich, but even if these people trust her, they only recognize her.

That's right. If it weren't for the captain's charisma, how could he have given up his senior position in the Guangzhou Military Region and come to the South China Sea Fleet with her and Commander Chen? He was willing to suffer at sea for twelve years. Think about it back then. Would he choose such a path? Isn't it because he is born with a hard life?

With a wry smile, his heavy eyebrows suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Keep waiting. I hope... her judgment is right."

After saying that, he smiled heavily. Even if the captain was wrong, what could he do? Even if he didn't obey her orders, could he do better than her?

Speaking of which, if it weren't for her, the more than 200 people on this boat would have fed the sharks in the Gulf of Aden ten years ago.

They should trust and believe in the captain's judgment, just like they gave their hope of life to the still immature naval officer ten years ago.

Shen Sheng fully understands that after the catastrophe, there will be major changes unseen in a thousand years. Working alone and fighting independently will only wither away early. Only a group with strong cohesion can go further.

A soldier is a soldier who follows orders and prohibitions. After making a choice, he follows the steps and obeys and executes it unconditionally.

Today they made a good choice again, just like that night in a foreign land ten years ago.

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But, my Lord Captain, when your poor adjutant who has no human body is busy, how can you still have time to play outside...

She was probably observing from the bridge at the moment. After all, the glass windows there had the best view.

Alas, it is heartbreaking to see people crushed to death at the official level. When will we, the workers, be able to stand up?

Henzhen suddenly clasped his hands together devoutly.

"Amitabha, I heavily curse you to be demoted tomorrow and become my little brother, oh no, my exclusive cook. Hum."

So a certain captain who was both beautiful and intelligent on the bridge suddenly sneezed at an inappropriate time.

"It's cold in spring? It's strange..."