"These guys are real elites and treasures. Major average is at the camp. I heard that gold of the same quality is all piled up with money from the country, and none of them can afford to be lost."
In the running team, a tall middle-aged officer, wearing an exquisite and dazzling nuclear submarine unit armband on his right arm, glanced at the getting closer and closer to the fleet, and sighed: "Gold? This is a fleet, compared to Platinum is even more expensive. Last time I heard the Chief of Staff say that it takes at least 500 million to train a ship pilot. Damn it, it’s a full 500 million. How many Yu-6s do you need to buy?”
Five hundred million!
A whole five hundred million!
What does this unimaginable astronomical figure mean?
The Yu-6 heavy-duty torpedo is the standard underwater offensive weapon of the Navy's conventional submarines and attack nuclear submarines. The projectile diameter is 533 mm and weighs 1,600 kg. It adopts active and passive acoustic homing + wake homing + line guidance and other methods. The composite guidance formed has an effective hit rate of about 95% in the no-escape zone. A single hit can severely damage a large aircraft carrier, and the deterrence is extremely high.
The cost of a Yu-6 heavy-duty torpedo is about 25 million yuan.
For 500 million yuan, you can buy 20 fish-6.
Nowadays, on the runway of the training ground, the ship and flight teams that are constantly approaching the officers and soldiers of the "Jinling" are completely humanoid self-propelled platinums in the eyes of the middle-aged officers, six billion living beings.
Well, no, it's 1,200 Yu-6 heavy torpedoes.
As the supreme commander of the nuclear submarine's weapons bay, his favorite thing is to touch the cold and murderous Yu-6 with his own hands. He hopes that one day, he can personally open the live ammunition safety, load it into the torpedo launch tube, and give the invading enemy the most deadly weapon. blow.
"Sigh... It's a pity that I didn't pass the test with my eyesight back then. I was rejected during the exam, otherwise I would be a pilot today." A middle-aged man wearing black glasses exuded a faint elegant aura, and his face was slightly turbid. He stared at the approaching fleet of ships and said softly.
"Stop bragging, military doctor. Who doesn't know that you scored 400 points in the college entrance examination back then." Another sailor of the same age in the team, who had a slightly rough face, heard these words and did not hesitate to reveal the military doctor's background and said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crew members who were running around laughed.
400 points in the college entrance examination?
When the university was at its lowest point, it could not recruit pilot students with this score.
The name of genius belongs only to the true human elite!
"Everyone, be quiet. It's time for exercise. Have you forgotten the discipline? No discussion, keep quiet!" Suddenly, a serious and upright voice came. The source was the chief of staff who was on the right side of the team and was responsible for leading the team to perform daily training.
discipline!
As the sound spread, the atmosphere of the marching team became solemn and quiet for an instant.
Everyone looked serious, remained silent, and stopped talking.
The young crew member, who looked slightly thin at first, turned to look behind him. His eyes were bright and clear. He watched the ship pilot team led by Zhang Wu gradually facing his own team until he overtook them. There was a hint of envy in his eyes. And longing, whispering softly:
"So handsome..."
eager.
envious.
There is also a trace of longing that comes from the deepest heart.
As a special unit of the Jinling nuclear submarine, as a sonar operator, he does not like the boundless sea that has been traversing for a long time, but yearns for the sky full of infinite charm and the touching blue.
The boundless blue world. ——
However, with a binocular vision of 1.5, he, like the military doctor Lao He in the team, is not a pilot material.
After thinking for a while, the young crew member glanced at the fleet team that had gone away, shook his head slightly, exhaled a breath of filthy air, eliminated all the thoughts deep in his heart, stopped thinking about it, and ran forward with the rhythm of the team.
Soft and bright light illuminates the huge training ground No. 4.
The physical training in the early morning continued silently.
Formations of officers and soldiers belonging to various departments maintained discipline and order, and each conducted morning exercises.
Although the training is boring and boring, I still practice every day, and I can't be shaken by thunder or blown by the wind.
As a member of the Qingcheng Nuclear Submarine Base, every soldier in the training ground understands his or her mission, the mission of being at the forefront of the war.
One lap.
Two laps.
Five laps.
Seven laps.
Time passed slowly and unknowingly like running water. The ship flying team led by Zhang Wu reached the finish line after running seven and a half laps around the 400-meter standard runway of the training ground.
"Everyone, stand still, turn right, and walk together! Get off the runway and prepare for medical examination!"
Colonel Zhang Wu, who was staying on the left side of the team, had a ruddy face, heavy breathing, and crystal beads of sweat between his brows. He raised his right hand and looked at the timer - 11 minutes and 30 seconds. He nodded lightly and then issued the order. Order.
11 minutes and 30 seconds, this is a dazzling training result.
The comprehensive results of the first training of all participating teams are excellent!
"clatter!"
In an instant, the sound of uniform footsteps came out.
All the running teams responded as quickly as possible, stopped, their backs as straight as pine trees, turned to the right, faced Colonel Zhang Wu who was wearing a sea soul shirt, walked in unison, and left the track. .
At this moment, just like Zhang Wu, in the environment of the No. 4 training ground, everyone who had finished running three thousand meters had their faces flushed, their chests rising and falling, their breaths were as heavy as cattle, and their upper bodies were almost soaked with sweat. They tried their best to maintain a military posture and formation.
tired.
Tired as never before.
This three-thousand-meter physical training session was particularly tiring.
Soon, all the trainees who had finished their training left the runway and waited on the spot. Immediately afterwards, the military medical team who had been waiting at the edge of the training ground and was already ready, carrying medical equipment and officer-version tactical tablets, came as quickly as possible. .
Afterwards, two military doctors quickly examined each participating pilot to see if there were any physical abnormalities.
examine!
Particularly strict medical examination process!
Due to the different underground environment, various departments in the underground area of Qingcheng Nuclear Submarine Base must undergo strict and meticulous medical examinations after conducting military training, ensure physical examination, and then obtain confirmation and permission from the military doctor on duty before proceeding. A training round.
This is the core clause of the Qingcheng Nuclear Submarine Base's underground area training. It is open to all members of the base and is not specifically targeted at the training teams. It is only for safety.
Of course, as top pilots, the twelve people present were already familiar with this process, which was similar to the aviation medical examination before and after takeoff.
"How would he react?"
Falcon, who was standing at the front of the team to receive the military doctor's examination, kept his legs together and maintained a military posture. He was still being operated by the military doctor. He kept taking deep breaths, adjusting his body condition, and trying to dispel the burning discomfort in his chest. Subconsciously, he looked to the middle of the team on the right, his eyes focused on that figure. Then, his eyes suddenly shrank, with a look of helplessness and unwillingness deep in his eyes. He pursed his lips and said nothing.
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