spaceflight manual

Chapter 61 No Rain in San Diego

On the way back to the dormitory, Zhai Dengshan caught up with Wang Ping'an.

"Has the rain stopped?" he asked as soon as he came up.

Wang Pingan: "I don't know, I'm not a psychologist. Psychologists judged that I was affected by Xiao Fang's departure, but I don't think it was affected. They said that it was raining in my world, so when will it stop? It’s up to them to say it.”

Zhai Dengshan glanced at Angeli: "What do you think, second lieutenant."

"I don't think so." Angeli shrugged.

Wang Pingan: "Have you heard, this is the judgment of a professional psychologist, so my world is raining, 'monotonous depression hurts my heart'."

Zhai Dengshan shrugged his shoulders: "Forget it, I'm not a psychologist, why do I care about this. Today is awesome, I can make that Wumu convince you, and even beat me and Abdul."

Wang Pingan smiled, and his emotions became high: "Have you seen Lin Lin's face? That's when Diao Youming questioned him! Unexpectedly, he will ask me one day."

"Isn't that because I played well, crushed him, and replaced him with another rookie, and let the two of you win three games in a row under his command. I'm afraid he will ride your face in the future." Di Dengshan Invitation to credit.

"Okay, my treat, we went to the military service agency to rectify today!"

Angeli looked at Wang Ping'an and Zhai Dengshan's good brother through the glasses, with a complicated expression.

"...Is it still raining?" She muttered in a voice that only she could hear.

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"The code name of the operation is that it doesn't rain in San Diego." Zhai Dengshan tapped the edge of the three-dimensional projector with his pointer and said, and the projector showed the combat plan for the group's simulated battle.

The group simulation battle is different from the previous random match. It will give a map of the combat airspace in advance, attack while defending, and switch sides after the battle.

Before the simulated battle, let both sides use the briefing room so that both sides can determine the combat plan.

Wang Pingan: "Why did you use the code name when the International Column parachuted into the Andes? The loss was heavy."

Zhai Dengshan pointed to the members in the briefing room: "Look, besides me, my partner, and you, are there any Chinese people? This is the International Column."

Wang Pingan turned his head and took a look. When he met Palabas' eyes, the Englishman played the Scottish bagpipes, and the melody was the famous German song "The International Column is Marching".

Wang Pingan couldn't help complaining: "Is there something wrong with your Indian style of playing Scottish bagpipes?"

"My nationality is England! And my spiritual hometown is Scotland, do you understand the spirit of the Highlands!"

Wang Ping'an shrugged: "Okay, as the second commander voted by everyone, the deputy captain, I have no problem with this naming. Although I personally always feel that you are making fun of me."

Zhai Dengshan's expression was serious: "I swear I didn't. I've thought about it a long time ago. If I go to Huaguo as the acting commander, I will call the operation Climbing Naroda Peak."

Angeli was speechless: "Isn't that also a victory with a very heavy loss?"

Zhai Dengshan: "Isn't this very suitable? The opponent is also an elite, and it is not bad to survive [-]% of the battle. This is a simulated battle, so everyone will fight to the end, and the loss rate will be higher than the actual battle."

After all, the simulated battle is fake, so it is impossible to simulate the general feeling of "fear of death" that everyone has on the battlefield.

No matter what kind of army it is, there are countless people who will lose their heroes on the battlefield during the simulation.Naturally, there are also many space forces.

Zhai Dengshan: "Everyone is clear about the situation, is there anything else I want to ask?"

Everyone replied in unison: "No more!"

"Then let's go, I know there are people who didn't get a point two days ago, come on. And those who got one point, get one more point to make yourself feel more at ease, don't be proud of those who got two points! Work hard !"

Wang Ping'an: "This should be the job of the instructor, and it's almost meaningless for you to do it."

The instructor is responsible for mobilizing before the battle and boosting morale, but now there is no psychological talent in the entire substitute detachment.

Theoretically speaking, the probability of death on the battlefield for psychology professionals is not low, and the pirate society even takes care of the psychology cadres. It turns out that there are no psychologists among the recruits, which is a bit strange.

Perhaps supplementary talents in psychology are tested in different places.

Zhai Dengshan ignored Wang Ping'an's complaints, and directly patted the electronic blackboard with the pointer: "Remember the radio call sign of the person in the command position. Although the C4I system will automatically assign the command position, the call sign is the most reliable in an emergency. Let's go!" "

A group of Space Force astronauts with different hair colors and races stood up and left the briefing room in a row.

As soon as they went out, the opponent also opened the door from the opposite briefing room, and the two groups walked into the training ground side by side like a team about to enter the game.

Lin Lin is the vice-captain of the opponent's detachment, and his expression is very complicated when he looks at this side.

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Director Guo of the simulation training center asked suspiciously: "Why are Zhai Dengshan and Wang Ping'an divided into Group A?"

Diao Youming: "Let's see how Group B responds when the enemy has the upper hand."

Director Guo asked suspiciously: "You don't think they can win, do you?"

"Of course not. So this time the score is not determined by winning or losing, but by me."

"Subjective scoring...will it convince them? Will it not violate the principles of military democracy?"

Diao Youming: "Of course not. I will persuade the fighters who have opinions on the scoring one by one. This is my job. I hope that even if they lose here, they can still gain something."

Director Guo was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Okay, I agree with this point. Look at the reaction in an extremely desperate situation. We also have such a subject, which tests people's choices in the face of inevitable failure. .

"But why is there such a big difference in nationality between the two sides?"

"Because foreigners need to go through more difficulties and obstacles to join the Space Force. They are not like Chinese people. They have children's palaces in school to learn various practical skills, and they can even go to low-Earth orbit and drive BALL to deal with space junk.

"Moreover, many of them come from poor families, and their learning conditions are more difficult, and some of them have to endure all kinds of discrimination. The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold."

"Well," Director Guo nodded, "reasonable. At least judging from the numbers of this group of astronauts, our astronauts may need more tempering."

Diao Youming: "The idealism of Chinese astronauts is better than that of foreign astronauts. After all, many foreign astronauts just want to obtain green cards, which is more utilitarian. Many Chinese astronauts have the ideal of building a high frontier. joined."

"Is there such a saying? Is this the latest research report from the psychology department?"

"No," Diao Youming paused, and said calmly, "It's just my personal experience, so I can't be sure."

At this time, the first round of the battle was close to the end, and the defensive team B was pushed to the brink of failure by team A's outstanding tactics and superb personal skills.

Suddenly, Diao Youming raised his hand, operated the computer with gestures, and zoomed in on a unit of Team B.

This machine body was already damaged, the engine was half destroyed, and then it resolutely crashed into the machine body of Team A who was maneuvering nearby.

The driver's roar came from the radio: "For victory, go!"

Then the body was irradiated by several laser beams together, and then became "destroyed".

Director Guo: "Very brave."

"But he played a bad role."

As soon as the words fell, the spaceships of team B began to leave their positions one after another, shouting "for victory" and rushing towards team A's airframe.

(End of this chapter)