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Chapter 91 Artillery Bombardment, Deaths

Chapter 91 Artillery Bombardment, Deaths

"alright!"

Lin Dong packed his things into his combat backpack, slung it over his shoulder, and fastened the front buckle. Then he looked at Xu Qingling, who was carrying two multi-rotor drones, weighing more than 12 kilograms, but not fiber optic drones.

"How are you doing? Can you keep it up?"

Xu Qingling took a couple of steps in place, adjusting her breathing: "I've been training for over half a month, it's alright, I don't feel much difference yet."

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"Then let's set off, but walk slowly."

Lin Dong nodded and turned to look at Xu Hua and the others: "The exercise will start tomorrow, most likely at midnight. Everyone, quickly find a slope to rest."

Everyone should maintain a distance of at least 100 meters and communicate using the drone team function on the remote control. Don't fall asleep and get wiped out by artillery fire when the exercise starts.

talking.

Lin Dong surveyed the surrounding terrain and quickly found a place that was on the opposite slope from the Blue Team's position and had plenty of shade. He then beckoned Xu Qingling to walk in that direction.

"Hey! You two!"

Seeing Lin Dong and Xu Qingling leave, Huang Qingyao and the others couldn't help but shout, "Didn't you say they'd keep at least a hundred meters apart?"

"The exercise hasn't started yet, it's not wartime, there are no artillery shells." Lin Dong waved his hand in response and then ignored him.

Huang Qingyao opened her eyes wide, her expression filled with speechlessness.

"Fang Fan, remember to contact me when the exercise begins and the decapitation operation starts!"

Li Tao, Zhang Zihua, and the others seemed to be used to it by now, and they packed their backpacks on their own. Li Tao even called out Xu Hua's name from the exercise, reminding him not to forget the decapitation operation.

"No problem, don't worry, we'll find a good location." Xu Hua nodded.

"Brother Hua".

At this moment, two family members of the Yangcheng Military Region remained behind. One of them suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Xu Hua: "If we really behead your grandfather, will my dad get a severe beating from him after the exercise?"

"It might be more than just drills."

Another person nearby said, "They'll get promoted."

"Don't worry, my grandfather has always kept public and private matters separate. Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters."

Xu Hua reassured the two that they didn't need to worry and calmly said, "I was the mastermind behind this. He's just angry; at most, he'll go and discipline my dad."

talking.

Xu Hua, observing the time on his tactical wristwatch, said: "Let's go, let's spread out and find a place to rest."

Lin—Zhang Tingsong is right. The command center has used a trick in arranging this exercise; it will most likely start at midnight.

On the other side, Xu Qingling followed Lin Dong to the shade of the trees on the opposite slope.

Suddenly, through a gap in the jungle.

She saw a group of Red Army soldiers setting up a large spherical device disguised as green on a high slope more than a thousand meters away.

"Zhang Tingsong, what is that thing?" Xu Qingling asked curiously.

"The 48-channel laser array communicator can communicate in real time with 48 swarm drones, or intermittently with 384 swarm drones."

Lin Dong turned his head and glanced at it: "A backup in case the Blue Team interferes with wireless communication."

"Laser?"

Xu Qingling seemed to have thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she gave Lin Dong a questioning look.

No, laser communication was already realized in the 1980s.

In recent years, we've solved the accuracy issues and the laser communication algorithm problems, and developed a three-way solution and subsequent routing. Chief Engineer Lin expanded it to 48 channels.

Lin Dong understood the meaning in Xu Qingling's eyes and explained with a smile.

Although Comrade Lin Weiliang is not talented enough to break into uncharted technological territory.

However, with technical references and clear guidelines, the efficiency and results are still commendable.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's pack up, set up the position, and then rest. We might not have time in the second half of the night."

19

Lin Dong found a depression in the ground, took out insect repellent and sprayed it carefully several times to make sure there were no ticks or other small creatures. Then he took out a green woven aluminum foil mat and handed it to Xu Qingling.

"it is good."

Xu Qingling wiped the sweat from her forehead, put down her backpack, and quickly spread aluminum foil on the ground.

Lin Dong walked a dozen steps away, took a picture of the terrain structure with his tactical watch, highlighting the concave terrain structure, and then uploaded it to the system along with his and Xu Qingling's exercise names.

This way, if a shell "landes" nearby, the area will cover both people.

The system will then determine whether the two individuals are "dead" based on their location on the sand table terrain and the concave terrain structure.

C

"Alright, you can rest now."

Lin Dong took photos of the surrounding terrain and uploaded them to make sure nothing was missed, then sat down on the mat and rested against his backpack.

Xu Qingling watched him for a while, then put her backpack on the ground, leaned against Lin Dong, closed her eyes, and began to rest.

Soon, night fell, and dawn approached.

The summer sky is filled with countless stars, and the world is refreshingly cool.

Lin Dong and Xu Qingling ate some dry food and drank some water along the way, reducing their load by more than half a kilogram each.

"Is everyone ready?"

Just then, Xu Hua's voice suddenly came through the drone pilot team's radio channel: "Zhao Cheng, Zhang Hao, how's your rest? It'll be midnight in less than two minutes—"

"Very strong!"

Li Tao, also known as Zhao Cheng, answered immediately, his voice excited: "I'm on a slope about 300 meters away from Zhang Tingsong and the others. I slept for more than five hours this afternoon, and just ate some dry food and water at 10 o'clock. I'm full of energy now."

"Fang Fan, I'm ready too, just waiting to take down the Blue Team's command post!" Zhang Yihao, also known as Zhang Hao, responded, his tone filled with excitement.

"We're all ready, the drones are on, and we can take off and fight at any time," Huang Qingyao and Su Yue's voices rang out one after another.

"Don't fly your own drones yet. If the situation isn't urgent, prioritize remotely requesting drones from the warehouse to avoid the entire hangar being destroyed."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dong pressed the call button on his headset and gave a reminder.

"receive!"

Huang Qingyao replied, "Zhang Tingsong, you need to take good care of Luo Min, lest she die too soon."

"Stop talking, it's twelve o'clock. The blue team's first attack will be the fiercest. Everyone, don't rush to act, stick to our tactics—Holy crap!"

By then, it was past midnight.

Xu Hua was sharing his experience on the channel, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly swore.

Beep—

Before Lin Dong and the others could ask what had happened, the tactical watch suddenly vibrated, and a series of glaring warning lights popped up.

[Southeast 150° direction—the sound of artillery fire!]

"Get down!"

Lin Dong roared, and with the instinct honed from more than half a month of training, he almost immediately grabbed Xu Qingling's shoulders, and the two of them fell to the ground.

There were no real artillery sounds, no overwhelming roar, only a series of prompts popping up on the tactical watch screen.

This is a realistic indication from the exercise system that it calculates the firing parameters of the shells and determines that the shells will not land near them, but will fly over their heads.

If a shell lands near them, and it's a supersonic shell, the shell will arrive before the sound. The system will only warn them of death, not indicate that the shell is whistling.

"Lin—Zhang Tingsong!"

At this moment, Xu Qingling seemed to have discovered something.

Lying on the ground, watching the team channel on the drone pilot's remote control, he saw the names of Li Tao, Zhang Xuebin, and Su Yue suddenly go dark, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Zhao Cheng, Deng Hongfei, and Ren Jia—the three of them have gone offline!"