"The ground array has been adjusted and the coordinate points have been sent."
"Air support received."
Duyu School Officer's deep voice reached his ears, and it was difficult to say more than a few words: "There will no longer be docking guidance in high-risk areas. There is enough margin in the airborne area. Don't worry... we will start the docking in ten breaths."
"Understood." Yunbo, the temporary leader of the air rescue team, responded briefly.
The call between the combat team and the air support team came to an end for the time being.
At this time, the air rescue team was already on standby at the launch exit. The members were Yunbo, Shifan, and Luonan from the First Bureau Executive Office; Beiou from the Jingming Agency; and Jie Hu from the Third Bureau, a total of five people. Except for Ronan, all of them are at the school officer level. Only in this way can they cooperate with the elite combat team of the First Bureau Enforcement Office.
Five people co-piloted a "flying disk" small combat platform. Its appearance is actually more like a giant crab or spider. The main body is round and blunt, supported by multiple legs. It can be deformed in a limited way and adapt to multiple environments. If necessary, it can be greatly split and escape separately.
This is not the most suitable equipment for this operation, but when the "Sun Patrol Shuttle" comes out this time, it is better than nothing as the only landing vehicle.
On a tragic battlefield, even double-layer armor is too fragile. Combat equipment can be as thick as possible. This is an iron rule.
"I still don't recommend staying for a long time." Colonel Beiou also wanted to say a few words at this time. However, he didn't show any sign of reluctance at all, he just made suggestions calmly.
In contrast, although Colonel Xie Hu took the initiative to ask for a job, he still seems to be stuffy and is obviously still angry.
Yun Bo was not too proud: "The ground operation has been scheduled for fifteen breaths, which is not long, and there is a five-breath plan... right, Lieutenant Ronan?"
Ronan, who was sitting in the middle on the command seat, also said calmly: "I know who is more important, the dead or the living."
Colonel Beou turned around and shrugged exaggeratedly: "I hope so."
Ronan didn't speak anymore, just closed his eyes, and leaned back on the command seat. The fixtures and transmission wires had been embedded in the outer armor, and he naturally entered a relatively relaxed state.
Let him sit here. On the one hand, he is indeed the soul and core of this operation; on the other hand, it is also because Ronan has no experience in cooperating in this kind of "high-end game"...at least in the "mid-to-high-end game" , even if there is an "experience plan" and the muscle membrane structure is filled, it is still not suitable for being at the front.
After all the calculations, only the command seat is important, but in this kind of operation led by the "combat team", it is not particularly important, and it just fits Ronan's position.
Anyway, this is how Yunbo, the temporary team leader, arranged it.
Before he really came into contact with "Specimen No. 1", Ronan's position was so "marginalized".
But no matter what, the "treatment" that comes with this position will not be less.
Information from the "Frisbee" platform naturally converges here. Including monitoring and sensing of surrounding battlefields, functional areas and equipment status of the "Frisbee" platform, individual soldier configurations at command posts and combat posts, and docking data in the war field...
The huge information flow will be screened by the platform's built-in artificial intelligence to automatically extract key information to help the commander make judgments.
However, it is also possible for the commander to customize the status of the information flow to which he is accustomed.
Ronan naturally chose the two modes of "automatic extraction" and "configured perception" in parallel. In this way, the information flow transmitted by artificial intelligence becomes a superimposed state. The key points of automatic extraction are what Ronan is most familiar with. "Configuration" mode is imported simultaneously.
At this moment, the "Secret Technique of Coordination" learned from Dean Wan was naturally activated, using the "Configuration" mode as the main method, supplemented by automatic extraction of information. In the blink of an eye, he went through the huge flow of information in his mind, and analyzed some relevant information. Use the functional area in question for trial debugging. The "flying disk" platform is like a giant metal insect. The multi-legged system telescopically mounted in the launch area seems to stretch, and then adjusts back to the most suitable state for launch.
There are still five breaths left before docking before launch.
Now "Frisbee" is in nuclear-free mode, and the main authority is waiting to be connected with the combat team. The authority of each position is almost the same. Everyone can sense the movement of "Frisbee" and the corresponding movements of Ronan.
There were quite a few people looking at him for a while.
Ronan didn't care much about this. Ronan was already accustomed to this model in the 7th Battalion, 5th Company, outposts and "Soil Ranger" and other bases and equipment. This is the result of his solid study, experience, and practice on the battlefield in the past five months, and there is no water in it. This also helped him to gradually implement his experience in controlling the blood ring fortress, a super complex large-scale platform with hundreds or thousands of people, in the local time and space of the earth.
Therefore, it is not difficult for him to control the "flying disk" platform, and he is not afraid of people watching.
Such a display is also necessary, otherwise even if he has stated the boundaries of his capabilities to a considerable extent before taking action, Yun Bo and others, including the "combat team" on the other side, will still be in actual combat considering his level. Hands tied. The maximum is only fifteen breaths, which is almost a minute and a half of action time limit. If another part of the energy is devoted to "worrying about things", there will be too many variables.
Ronan wanted to get rid of those uncertain thoughts in the launch area and concentrate on dealing with the problems in the ruins of the chaotic battlefield.
At this time, temporary team leader Yun Bo suddenly spoke: "There are still three breaths left... Lieutenant Ronan, do you want to make a bet?"
"Um?"
"Colonel Yunbo!"
Colonel Wang Zhen, who was on the command seat of the "Sun Patrol Shuttle", spoke up and wanted to warn him.
However, the general's foreign military orders were not obeyed... Even if the "Frisbee" platform had not penetrated the belly of the "Sun Patrol Shuttle", Yun Bo just pretended not to hear it and said unhurriedly:
"Since you are sitting on the command seat, you will be the one to direct this docking. But as we said earlier, if the error exceeds 2%, the combat team needs to manually adjust it, and the mission will be transferred immediately." "Five-interest plan', let's go in and out quickly, how about it?"
"……good."
At this time, everyone had no objections, including Colonel Wang Zhen who was not here.
Fighting in a school officer-level team is indeed different from ordinary situations, and people like Yun Bo are more experienced.
A simple bet, in the most controllable link, solved the hidden worries in the hearts of the action members to the greatest extent.
In three breaths, Yun Bo's words consumed more than two breaths. When Ronan agreed, there were less than five seconds left. It was difficult for the operators' brain circuits to fully evaluate the impact of this bet. They could only Think intuitively:
Ronan's failure proves that his abilities are limited, but the difficulty of the mission objectives can be significantly reduced;
Ronan succeeded, proving his considerable ability, and the difficulty of the mission target was still lower than expected.
Regardless of whether this will become a fact, psychological pressure is different after all.
This "bet" is the perfect match with Ronan's previous "debugging".
Thus, after such a change in the collective mental state, pre-initiation docking begins.
It was still Duyu, the leader of the combat team of the First Bureau's Executive Office, who personally said: "The third test of the temporary communication channel."
The person who answered here was replaced by Yun Bo: "Confirmed."
The person on the other side seemed to have no surprises and continued: "It is confirmed that the operating environment is 'Wild Shadow Fog'. Standard array, fixed array modification type 4, pre-connection preparation... Confirm the coordinate points."
Ronan reported the coordinate points received previously.
"The ground configuration conditions are met, and the combat team confirmed it."
"The configuration conditions of the flying disc platform are met, and the air rescue team confirmed it."
"The docking in the airborne area is ready and can be started."
"clear."
Ronan did not start in a hurry, but instead issued clear instructions to the artificial intelligence of the "Flying Disc" platform in a hurry, and notified all operating members on the communication channel:
"The flying disc starts a one-breath countdown...the 'Shadow Mist' environment in the command seat is confirmed; the 'Shadow Mist' environment in the operating area is configured with a two-breath countdown."
Duyu School Officer responded calmly: "Confirmation from the combat team."
In the "Flying Disc" platform, as the artificial intelligence counted down according to the rhythm of Tianyuan, Colonel Xie Hu finally couldn't help it and turned his head to look over.
A cloud of white dust exploded with a "bang" sound, suspended in the command seat area, and completely enveloped Ronan's figure.
Immediately, the soul power on the spiritual side acted on it, and there was a sound of "?" and the electric light flashed, forming some kind of substantive suction force, causing tens of millions of large dust particles in a base "shadow mist" to disappear. According to certain rules, move around the command seat area.
It was also at this moment that the artificial intelligence built into the platform spoke coldly:
"Three, two, one...activate!"
The launch pad bracket was detached and ejected slightly. At the same time, the lower part of the sun patrol shuttle opened its belly. After the "frisbee" popped out, it flew with it at a similar speed for about half a second. Its own engine exploded at full power, reaching near-zero speed almost instantly. At ten times the speed of sound, a straight path of boiling light was opened in the frozen fog of the asteroid, and it swooped down toward the target area more than ten kilometers away.
At ten times the speed of sound, the distance of fifteen or sixteen kilometers can be reached in five seconds.
The "Frisbee" had no momentum of deceleration at all, as if it was a suicidal impact.
Even if the surrounding area is a battlefield of fierce conflict, when witnessing this scene, basically no one would think that this is a manned vehicle.
Ronan on the command seat easily digested thirty or forty G overloads. At this moment, the surrounding battlefield monitoring scenes linked by the "Sun Patrol Shuttle", the docking point data transmitted by the communication channel, and the "sound background" sensing information from the "Da Tongyi" also appeared like electric fire. There was a flash in his mind, but every detail was clearly engraved in his mind, and he completed the structural reorganization of each key area.
Ronan no longer calculates complex configuration structures. He has turned into an instinctive "configuration brain" that can handle related problems automatically.
The command seat and surrounding equipment, Yun Bo and others surrounding him, and even the entire "flying disk" seemed to have turned into nothingness.
There is almost no barrier between him and this cold planet.
At that moment, he seemed to have turned into a peregrine falcon swooping down towards the earth. All he could see was the broken and messy battlefield area, what he looked up at in a daze over there...and the little bits of "" buried deep in the ruins. glow".
They join together to form a void outline, like birds falling apart from the flock on the cold earth.
It seems familiar, yet strange.
Both vivid and stiff.
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