Master of time and space

"Everyone, pay attention, let me explain." After browsing the list of tasks simulating the military exercise, team leader Lu Qi selected three tasks from them and turned to his teammates sitting in the helicopter cabin and said.

"In this military exercise, our team, along with other teams in the training class, as a campaign reserve, followed behind the main national corps and regular corps, this is an extremely rare opportunity, I hope everyone will do their best." The captain of the squad, Lu Qi, straightened his military uniform, and began to give the team a pre-battle lecture, with a square face, sword eyebrows and leopard eyes, majestic.

"As a combat unit in the third echelon of this large-scale simulated military exercise for coastal defense and anti-landing. Based on the strength of my team, I chose three combat missions that are more suitable for us. Lu Qi said while operating a few times on the airborne wisdom brain, and the details of the three selected missions appeared on the screen, "The purpose of our participation in this simulated military exercise is to pick up leaks, and playing soy sauce has always been our strength." We ignore those tasks that are on the front line, and our focus is on taking advantage of the edge of the battlefield, which should be borne in mind. Saying these cheerful words, the squad leader Lu Qi did not blush at all, and the three veteran team members except Yang Wentian and Kuang Caixia all nodded frequently.

"Therefore, our main task is to carry out air patrol and vigilance tasks near the sea belt and the city." Lu Qi pointed to the first task displayed on the screen of the airborne wisdom brain, prompting everyone to see clearly, and then said: "Unless the enemy breaks through the dual defense of our army's main army and the conventional army, we will all be safer."

"Really timid, hiding behind a large army, it's better not to go into battle." Kuang Caixia pouted, and lost no time in sarcastic Lu Qi: "Big man, every time you simulate a battle, you follow behind other people's asses, and it is difficult to make progress."

"I don't want to, our team can't afford to lose." Lu Qi had long been accustomed to Kuang Caixia's sneering, and spread out his hand and said: "Our team only has a few guns, if we rush to the front line of the battlefield, they will be wrapped in dumplings by the enemy in minutes, and their weapons and equipment will be completely destroyed, and the team will return to the past."

"The other two tasks are secondary tasks that are only performed when the first task is carried out when the opportunity arises." Lu Qi looked at Kuang Caixia and then at Yang Wentian, who had newly joined the team, and after seeing that neither of them had any opinions, he continued the pre-war briefing: "There are two secondary tasks: one is that once an enemy's flying unit is shot down and crashes in our patrol area, we can find an opportunity to destroy or capture the enemy. On the contrary, if a flying combat unit of our army is shot down by the other side and crashes in our patrol area, we must immediately go to the rescue and try to save the survivors as much as possible. "

I have to say that these three main and secondary tasks are indeed the best choice for playing soy sauce, and even Yang Wentian, who has received special training from Peony Sister every day since he understood things, nodded, feeling that the strategy of the squad leader was passable.

"If you have no opinions, I will report the task we choose to carry out to the command center of the simulated military exercise." Lu Qi gave a military salute to everyone very seriously, "While waiting for the scheduled battle, everyone can eat some food first, and no one can say how long this simulated military exercise battle will last." "

It's impossible to go back to the restaurant for dinner, perhaps because large-scale wars in human history generally break out when people are eating, so simulated battles start at breakfast, lunch or dinner.

"Eat a piece of imitation chocolate, although it's not really cocoa, it tastes okay." In the team, Yang Wentian did not prepare dry food for himself, looking at the way others ate and drank, Yang Wentian drooled out, and an eight-year-old girl sitting next to him took out a palm-sized piece of chocolate nutritious food from the military backpack and handed it to Yang Wentian.

"Thank you then." Yang Wentian was also not polite, he did several hours of experiments in the afternoon, and by now he was hungry, so he peeled off the chocolate wrapping paper in three or two clicks, put it in his mouth and ate it.

"You must not have eaten this imitation chocolate, if you have eaten real chocolate, you will think it is junk food." Seeing Yang Wentian eating with relish, the girl shook her head gently, and while checking the contents of the first aid kit in her hand, she sighed and said: "Due to the deterioration of the global climate year by year, there is no longer a cocoa fruit grown on the earth. "The earth is so small, but with the increasing population of human beings, the number of human beings has exceeded the 10 billion mark, and the various resources on the earth are close to exhaustion.

"As long as we keep the seeds, when we develop a better spacecraft, we may be able to find new habitable stars and replant cocoa." Kuang Caixia also casually ate some nutritious food, and responded casually, "Han Luwei, you are always so sentimental, I think you are not suitable for combat training, and it is almost the same to switch to art."

"My ambition is to be a life-saving doctor, not an artist." With short straight hair, particularly big eyes, and a fairly high nose, Han Luwei, who had a small star-like appearance, closed the box of the first aid kit faintly, "Now if you want to learn top-notch medical knowledge, you can only join the military's hospital, and if you don't make up enough combat training points, how can I apply?"

"Sister, how many more combat training points do you need?" I'll help you make it up. Just as the so-called blessing of receiving a meal, Yang Wentian straightened his small chest very manly, and he looked like he was wrapped around his body.

"It seems that you just joined the team today, where did you get the battle training points." Han Luwei's little bei bit her lips lightly, reached out and touched Yang Wentian's Fuwa's head, "Little brother, you better take care of yourself first."

"I have also participated in actual combat, and this simulated military exercise is a piece of cake for me." Yang Wentian put the unfinished half of the chocolate into the pocket of his military uniform and replied nonchalantly.

"You are only a few years old this year, who believes that you have participated in actual combat." Hearing Yang Wentian's words, the other three boys in the cabin laughed, and the captain Lu Qi patted Yang Wentian on the shoulder: "If you want to participate in actual combat, unless you can enter the junior group after the age of 10 with excellent combat training results and be hired by the main army, or you join the youth group after the age of 16, pass the combat training results, and be recruited by the regular legion." We are still in the children's group, and it is already a rare opportunity to qualify for the simulated military exercise. "

Please note that the mock military exercise will officially start in 5 minutes, and the personnel of each team will be in place." A loud sound of assembled bugles came from the onboard communicator, and the rousing baritone sounded again: "According to the tasks selected by each team, the simulated military exercise battle command center has issued the relevant team numbers at all levels, and a total of 68 teams with a total of 802 people participating in this operation in my training class will temporarily form a reserve battalion-level combat corps, and after assembly, they will rush to the front line together." The forces must now arrive at their assembly sites in a timely manner, as instructed. "

At the moment when the broadcast communication ended, various simulation equipment in the combat training site was turned on one after another, and the open field where the helicopter model was originally parked was suddenly surrounded by various holographic projection images, and the external environment changed rapidly.

"Everyone sit tight, the helicopter will take off." Through the porthole of the helicopter cabin, Yang Wentian found that their helicopter was already on the roof of a skyscraper in the city, and the holograms were extremely realistic, as if they were there. As a pilot, Kwong Caixia has already fastened her seat belt, put on a hood, and started the aircraft engine.

The crew members in the cabin immediately sat down and entered a state of imminent combat, silent one by one.

Kwong Caixia skillfully operated the control switches and levers of the Dapeng-2 gunship, and the auxiliary engines on both sides of the gunship ejected flames vertically downward, and under the huge upward thrust, the gunship trembled slightly, and then slowly took off from the rooftop helipad of the skyscraper. After flying about 10 meters away from the roof, the main engine of the tail of the aircraft started, ejecting a powerful propulsion flame to the rear, and the Dapeng'-2 armed helicopter flew forward smoothly, away from the roof of the building, and the auxiliary engines of the wings on both sides also changed from downward jet flame to backward jet flame.

According to the communication information just sent, Kwong Caixia controlled the armed helicopter, along the route marked on the wisdom brain, under the guidance of the navigation system, the helicopter gradually accelerated and flew towards the assembly site.