Chapter 109

"Are we a military-industrial company?"

"Are we still going to participate in the research of stealth fighters?"

A group of people on the synthetic floor were stunned when they heard the news brought back by Han Gong and Sun Cong.

The expressions on each other's faces were full of disbelief. This change was a bit too big.

A second ago, they were still worried about whether Han Gong and Sun Cong, who had not returned for a long time, had been tricked.

But after the two came back, the news they brought back made a group of young people confused.

Military industrial enterprises.

The aircraft carrier was painted.

We will also participate in the research of fifth-generation stealth fighters.

"No wonder..." Suddenly, a clear and sweet female voice appeared.

"What's wrong?" The young man next to him, still confused, asked instinctively.

"Smiling face... Mr. Zhang said that our ancestors are proud of our ancestors. That's what he meant."

The girl in a white coat said.

Silence enveloped the laboratory.

"I just turned my back on Mr. Zhang."

"I also criticized Mr. Zhang a few times and scolded him for being a beast. I felt that when I went to bed at night, I would wake up and slap myself twice."

One sentence after another, the whole atmosphere became more speechless and dignified.

Just like what was said, now when they go to bed, they want to wake up and slap themselves twice.

Just then, a dull roaring sound appeared, approaching from a distance, and large trucks appeared on the road, all green, and drove into the newly built factory next to it.

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Singing Drone Factory.

At this time, Yin Guangzhi watched military vehicles drive in one after another and plunged into the foothills of the drone factory, where there were simple barracks.

At the same time, columns of military vehicles descended in an orderly manner, armed with steel guns, and their faces covered with oil paint, all serious and murderous, arranged to enter the barracks.

After Kong Jinbao arranged the personnel, he immediately came to the Mingting Drone Factory.

Sitting in what looked like a makeshift combat command room.

Yin Guangzhi stood on a tactical board with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Currently, we only have portable drones, so I have temporarily written a drone special operations plan."

"I will arrange at least two to four flight controllers in the special operations team. One to two people will be responsible for flight reconnaissance. They will use silent infrared models. After reconnaissance of the enemy, one to two attackers will Completed, control the traversing machine and carry out targeted elimination..."

Yin Guangzhi introduced, while Kong Jinbao, who was sitting below, listened carefully and even took notes from time to time.

This time Kong Jinbao came, naturally it was not as simple as transporting people, but he accepted the order from his superiors and came here specifically to learn about the drone factory.

"Is it so easy to train flight controllers?" Kong Jinbao had communicated with Yin Guangzhi before coming here, and was not surprised by Yin Guangzhi's words.

"No, the flight controller will be temporarily replaced by factory employees. At the same time, my idea is to fight a street battle with more than 20 times the defender. Many factories are currently unused."

Yin Guangzhi has conducted many deductions, but these deductions were all based on the premise of ordinary employees, and this time not only the team members were real Marines who had been trained for a long time.

The defenders are also professionally trained warriors.

For this time, it was not only to verify his idea, but also to make others aware of the terror of drones.

"Twenty times? Is that too much? It's hard to convince the public if you lose it." Kong Jinbao was obviously stunned when he heard the number, and he persuaded him kindly.

"Twenty times is really not much, you will know tomorrow."

Yin Guangzhi shook his head and said firmly. According to his deduction, twenty times is really not too much.

The premise is that there are enough drones.

"Then you decide."

Seeing Yin Guangzhi's insistence, Kong Jinbao naturally couldn't say anything else:

"Old Yin, the first pilot has begun to form a synthetic brigade, and we have to come up with the leader's ideas as soon as possible..." Kong Jinbao introduced the situation and said in a deep voice.

"We also build a synthetic brigade, but our synthetic brigade must be built with drones as the core. If loitering bombs are developed and the swarm tactical system has a scale, you will see the pinnacle of modern warfare. What? It’s called the art of war.”

Of course, Yin Guangzhi knew about the Synthetic Brigade, and he was involved in theoretical construction and research.

It is a composite force that integrates firepower, mobility, and defense, and is a combination of multiple arms and projects.

Originally, Yin Guangzhi thought that the combined brigade was the pinnacle of modern warfare, but now he had to admit that he was superficial.

All superficiality is based on my insufficient understanding of firepower.

He knows how to build a synthetic brigade, but an important part of the synthetic brigade is the drone swarm.

Two drone battalions provide precise fire support, and each unit must have a drone flight controller for reconnaissance and attack.

This is Yin Guangzhi’s current idea of ​​a synthetic brigade.

The best defense lies in offense. Even for an offensive force like the Marine Corps, whether it is an offensive battle, a landing battle, or a direct street battle, drones can be used to clear targeted targets, and the accuracy is terrifying, because it can be done in real time. Adjustment.

"Just wait and see, I'll show you what it means that all lack of confidence comes from lack of firepower." Yin Guangzhi's eyes were burning.

"...."

Kong Jinbao looked at the confident Yin Guangzhi and felt that it was neither a matter of pouring cold water on him nor a matter of not pouring cold water on him.

Of course, it's not that he has no confidence in drones. On the contrary, he has sufficient confidence in drones.

But compared with Yin Guangzhi's self-confidence, it is still a world of difference.

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At this time, in the temporary barracks at the foot of the mountain.

Many of them are young men who look thin in their clothes but look fat when they take off their clothes. They are carefully cleaning up the barracks at this time.

Those who sweep sweep, those who make the bed make the bed.

"Captain, are we being sent to the frontier?" Dong Fucheng, one of them, said in a faint tone.

They are the Marine Corps. Although they fight on land, their year-round training locations are all near the sea.

They received the order and came here. Although there was training, but as they were about to take over the defense of the factory, it became obvious that they were required to stay here for a long time.

Not to mention the fact that Yucheng is close to the sea, there is no place in the entire province that is close to the sea.

As Marines, this is not what they are issued.

"If you don't talk about this, don't let the captain hear you."

The sturdy figure next to him heard this and glared at Dong Fucheng. Although this matter was a tacit fact in the Seawolf Marine Corps, no one dared to mention it openly.

Because not only did the captain become his deputy, but the Seawolf Marines also changed from the coastal area to the inland area.

Can a sea wolf still become a wolf without the sea?

The answer is obviously no.

However, this is already the most taboo topic in the team, and I am not in a good mood.

When Dong Fucheng heard this, he also changed the topic: "Then our opponent who was selected as the captain will be beaten to death tomorrow."

The captain was angry and he would become his opponent tomorrow. Thinking about the angry captain, he doubted whether he would be beaten to death.

Of course, the feelings are naturally there.

But feelings are feelings, and it was obvious that their commander was the one who landed in the air.

This kind of grievance situation... Dong Fucheng felt a little overwhelmed just thinking about it. The captain would definitely go into battle personally, so this should not be ignored.

"Besides us standing opposite the captain, what other teams are there?" Bai Lei asked after hearing this and pondering for a moment.

In terms of news, Dong Fucheng knew more and faster than him.

Dong Fucheng thought about it seriously and said with some uncertainty: "It seems gone?"

After saying that, the expression on his face became even more ugly, and he looked completely miserable.

"No more? I heard that the captain was asked to choose two hundred?" Bai Lei's eyes froze for a moment, and his tone was a little surprised.

"It seems like it's gone. I haven't heard that other teams have received the notification."

"...."

Bai Lei was speechless when he suddenly saw a figure rushing past their barracks.

Bai Lei couldn't help but walked out of the barracks and asked:

"Captain, will we be the only team tomorrow?"

"Yes, it's just your team! Don't let me down tomorrow, let me choose two hundred, and they will choose your small team. I want to beat one to twenty. I want to see why MD looks down on others... I will let you guys tomorrow nice."

The dull voice, vigorous steps, and the way he didn't turn his head showed the anger in his heart.

"..."

Bai Lei and Dong Fucheng looked at each other, their mouths a little bitter.

Twenty to a dozen.

How to fight?

The gun butt on the left hammers the head, and the right slaps the face.

And it will also match a sentence:

"Just fuck you and give me twenty?"

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Qinggang.

"Okay, I understand. Please report to me the latest situation."

"Okay, leader."

"By the way, Jinbao, I have something I want to ask your opinion about."

"You said."

Zhang Weiguo was sitting in the office, receiving a call from Kong Jinbao, holding a piece of information in his hand, with a trace of hesitation on his face.

But after thinking for a moment, he still said in a deep voice:

"If someone wants to join the art troupe, why not recruit them without leaving any trace? You must acknowledge the other person's efforts and not let others see it."

Zhang Weiguo still said, he didn't really want to do this.

But thinking of the stars and the sea, he felt that he still had to do it. The temptation was too great.

"Leader, this is a bit complicated." Kong Jinbao, who was far away in Yucheng, subconsciously glanced at his mobile phone to confirm that he had not made a mistake.

"If it's simple, I won't look for you."

"Bad grades?"

"I don't know, but Ke Ren must join our navy..." Zhang Weiguo said with certainty, paused for a moment, and then said again: "This person is not someone else, but Chu Ze's little girlfriend."

"That's a must-have, but don't worry until the results come out, right? From what I know, she is very capable and can probably pass on her own." Kong Jinbao nodded immediately after hearing this.

"That's right. Then you should be busy with tomorrow's affairs and don't make any mistakes. If there is any news, inform me as soon as possible."

Zhang Weiguo thought it right. After thinking about it for a while, he ended the call and then looked at the information seriously.

When Kong Jinbao said this, he really found that the resume was really beautiful.

Especially when looking at the column of intention, it says: Director.

This can't help but make Zhang Weiguo fall into deep thought. Recently, in order to keep up with his thinking and open up his own ideas, he has been watching movies such as Interstellar.

It's just that there aren't many movies of this type that he can watch in China. They're all about romance, and he really doesn't like to watch them.

"In the interstellar world, we need to take more pictures of aircraft carriers ascending into the sky, carrier-based aircraft flying rampant in the sea of ​​​​stars, and drones parachuting in and landing..."

Zhang Weiguo muttered, thinking about the direction where he could take pictures.

Just thinking about it, suddenly I felt a little excited.