Chapter 964
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Holloman Air Force Base in New Mexico.
In the southwest corner of the base, yellow tin houses stand. The area of these houses is not large. They look like earthy yellow containers on the ground.
Captain Claire took the mission briefing folder and led Lieutenant Noor to the door of room a003. He scanned the encrypted door lock with his ID card. With a soft sound, the door was opened.
She looked at Hamilton's watch in her hand. It was 10:30 p.m.
Today is an ordinary and unusual day.
Normally, this is one of Captain Claire's countless UAV control missions; What is unusual is that his old partner, Lieutenant Anton, has been transferred and replaced by a new partner, Lieutenant Noor.
Lieutenant Noor is a young mixed race officer. He has a mixed race of Asia and Europe. His gray brown and very deep eyes are impressive.
"I'm in charge of the plane. You'll be my deputy."
Claire had not yet pointed to the two seats like the game console. She took the lead in sitting in front of the screen on the left.
"OK, I can also take the opportunity to learn some skills from the old generation." Lieutenant Noor showed great humility, which satisfied captain Claire. The young officer from a famous school did not have the arrogance of those recruits. He always kept himself low in his speech, which sounded like a spring breeze.
"In fact, this task is very simple, not very complicated." Claire sat down and comforted Nur nearby.
Nur put the guard on the joystick, tried to feel it, and then looked sideways at Claire. "It's reassuring to hear that. After all, I'm still on my first mission."
"Tonight is just responsible for providing front-line fire support for seal team members. This task depends on the situation. If they move smoothly, maybe we don't need to come forward at all."
Claire said: "the previous task in the Middle East was the most troublesome. Those guerrillas always like to hide in ordinary residential areas. In fact, they use civilians as a shield. Even if the power of our guided ammunition is well controlled, it is easy to be accidentally injured. Once it occurs, it will make things very troublesome."
As they spoke, they turned on various electronic instruments and screens.
UAV pilots are pilots themselves, and they have also received professional UAV training.
Piloting a UAV looks very simple, as if it is like using a joystick to simulate operating an aircraft in front of the screen. In fact, it is not so easy.
Captain Claire, sitting on the left, is a pilot. She is responsible for piloting UAVs and launching missiles.
As a deputy, Lieutenant Noor is a sensor operator. He is responsible for controlling the camera, aiming the laser at the target and guiding the missile.
Various electronic instruments and screens were activated, and the two focused on the screen, switches and buttons.
This is not much different from the modern fighter cabin, as if it were just two pilots and co pilots driving the plane.
However, being in it doesn't feel like being on the battlefield.
Traditional fighter pilots return to the base after firing missiles, but after drone bombing, they have to hover over the target for several hours to assess the degree of damage.
The images seen by UAV pilots are unusually clear, usually broken limbs reflecting the degree of damage.
If there is collateral injury, that kind of psychological impact can make the UAV operator finally have a mental breakdown.
Under their control, a predator UAV skidded off the runway and rushed into the night sky at the air force base in Port au Prince thousands of miles away.
In silence, they slowly navigated the UAV to Mexico and flew over the town of cavaron according to various data and images obtained on the UAV and with the most advanced GPS positioning instruments.
"Enter the predetermined airspace."
Claire hooked the plane into a fixed cruise route. She switched the channel to the contact channel of the command center.
"Code azf113 UAV enters the designated airspace and requests instructions."
Each UAV will have a separate task identification code when it goes out, because there is a two person crew in each container iron house in the center. They are like white-collar workers who go to and from work. When they receive the task, they come to the base, listen to the briefing, and then enter the designated room to start performing various tasks.
The command center will distinguish their mission nature and specific details through identification codes and give them instructions.
"Roger, enter the cruise procedure, stand by in the airspace, wait for the request of the ground team, over."
"Azf113 Roger, enter cruise, over."
According to the instructions given by the center, Claire has not yet had to let the UAV hover in the air for a while, collect all ground data, and then wait for the ground seal team to send a fire support request, and then the command center will ask the UAV crew to fire.
Tonight, in order to maintain the continuity of fire, another unmanned aircraft has the opportunity to take off when they attack, take over their work after they complete their mission and continue to provide fire cover for the ground unit.
It can be said that Captain Claire and lieutenant Noor are the leading players in the air in the first half of tonight, because Mexico does not know the secret operation plan, because the locals are unreliable, often this head exchanges information with them, and the drug lords will disappear after a telephone rings.
"It's a long night!"
Lieutenant Noor stretched out and said to captain Claire, "can I go out for a cigarette?"
"I don't think it's a good idea." Claire glanced at Nur in surprise. During the task, even the toilet must be solved in the bathroom in the room. If you don't complete the task, you are absolutely not allowed to leave the house, because of the need of confidentiality.
"It's not suitable to be a UAV driver with a great addiction to smoking."
As an elder, she felt it necessary to remind the young man who had just graduated from the military academy not to darken her future because of the bad habit of smoking.
"Er... OK." Noor seemed to give up his intention of smoking, stood up from his chair, stretched, and then began to pace slowly in the narrow space of the house, as if relaxing his nerves.
"Very nervous?" Captain Claire's eyes haven't left the screen. She is responsible for the control of the aircraft. Noor is responsible for shooting data collection. Now he hasn't started fighting. Noor is much more free than himself.
"It seems that this job is really boring. I prefer to be a Navy pilot on an aircraft carrier, at least flying bumblebees," he said and began to complain.
Claire smiled softly. She had seen more than one male pilot say so.
Compared with women, men can't sit still and don't have such good patience.
"I said you big men..."
She intended to ridicule Noor, but just halfway through her words, a huge impact suddenly pushed her down, and the man tilted to the left, and finally lay on the ground.
Lieutenant Noor looked at captain Claire lying on the ground. The woman was dead. The warhead lifted a large piece of her celestial cover and splashed blood on the wall.
He glanced at the upper right corner of the house. There was a camera, which was originally used to monitor the situation in the operation room. However, the camera had long been hacked by Nur's associates. There was a repeated picture on it. The center could not see what was happening in the room.
He quickly put away his pistol and sat in Claire's original position.
Lieutenant Noor's hands and feet became very agile and skilled. He was like two strangers. He operated the UAV alone, but he was calm.
Nur breathed a sigh of relief after taking control.
He has to do this because everyone's position is fixed. It's useless to kill Claire before entering the room to turn on the system. The machine needs biometrics to turn on.
Take out a telephone from your coat pocket, and quickly input a line of English on it with your fingers - the predator gets his hand, you can start.
Then he pressed the send button and the message was sent out.
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Holloman Air Force Base in New Mexico.
In the southwest corner of the base, yellow tin houses stand. The area of these houses is not large. They look like earthy yellow containers on the ground.
Captain Claire took the mission briefing folder and led Lieutenant Noor to the door of room a003. He scanned the encrypted door lock with his ID card. With a soft sound, the door was opened.
She looked at Hamilton's watch in her hand. It was 10:30 p.m.
Today is an ordinary and unusual day.
Normally, this is one of Captain Claire's countless UAV control missions; What is unusual is that his old partner, Lieutenant Anton, has been transferred and replaced by a new partner, Lieutenant Noor.
Lieutenant Noor is a young mixed race officer. He has a mixed race of Asia and Europe. His gray brown and very deep eyes are impressive.
"I'm in charge of the plane. You'll be my deputy."
Claire had not yet pointed to the two seats like the game console. She took the lead in sitting in front of the screen on the left.
"OK, I can also take the opportunity to learn some skills from the old generation." Lieutenant Noor showed great humility, which satisfied captain Claire. The young officer from a famous school did not have the arrogance of those recruits. He always kept himself low in his speech, which sounded like a spring breeze.
"In fact, this task is very simple, not very complicated." Claire sat down and comforted Nur nearby.
Nur put the guard on the joystick, tried to feel it, and then looked sideways at Claire. "It's reassuring to hear that. After all, I'm still on my first mission."
"Tonight is just responsible for providing front-line fire support for seal team members. This task depends on the situation. If they move smoothly, maybe we don't need to come forward at all."
Claire said: "the previous task in the Middle East was the most troublesome. Those guerrillas always like to hide in ordinary residential areas. In fact, they use civilians as a shield. Even if the power of our guided ammunition is well controlled, it is easy to be accidentally injured. Once it occurs, it will make things very troublesome."
As they spoke, they turned on various electronic instruments and screens.
UAV pilots are pilots themselves, and they have also received professional UAV training.
Piloting a UAV looks very simple, as if it is like using a joystick to simulate operating an aircraft in front of the screen. In fact, it is not so easy.
Captain Claire, sitting on the left, is a pilot. She is responsible for piloting UAVs and launching missiles.
As a deputy, Lieutenant Noor is a sensor operator. He is responsible for controlling the camera, aiming the laser at the target and guiding the missile.
Various electronic instruments and screens were activated, and the two focused on the screen, switches and buttons.
This is not much different from the modern fighter cabin, as if it were just two pilots and co pilots driving the plane.
However, being in it doesn't feel like being on the battlefield.
Traditional fighter pilots return to the base after firing missiles, but after drone bombing, they have to hover over the target for several hours to assess the degree of damage.
The images seen by UAV pilots are unusually clear, usually broken limbs reflecting the degree of damage.
If there is collateral injury, that kind of psychological impact can make the UAV operator finally have a mental breakdown.
Under their control, a predator UAV skidded off the runway and rushed into the night sky at the air force base in Port au Prince thousands of miles away.
In silence, they slowly navigated the UAV to Mexico and flew over the town of cavaron according to various data and images obtained on the UAV and with the most advanced GPS positioning instruments.
"Enter the predetermined airspace."
Claire hooked the plane into a fixed cruise route. She switched the channel to the contact channel of the command center.
"Code azf113 UAV enters the designated airspace and requests instructions."
Each UAV will have a separate task identification code when it goes out, because there is a two person crew in each container iron house in the center. They are like white-collar workers who go to and from work. When they receive the task, they come to the base, listen to the briefing, and then enter the designated room to start performing various tasks.
The command center will distinguish their mission nature and specific details through identification codes and give them instructions.
"Roger, enter the cruise procedure, stand by in the airspace, wait for the request of the ground team, over."
"Azf113 Roger, enter cruise, over."
According to the instructions given by the center, Claire has not yet had to let the UAV hover in the air for a while, collect all ground data, and then wait for the ground seal team to send a fire support request, and then the command center will ask the UAV crew to fire.
Tonight, in order to maintain the continuity of fire, another unmanned aircraft has the opportunity to take off when they attack, take over their work after they complete their mission and continue to provide fire cover for the ground unit.
It can be said that Captain Claire and lieutenant Noor are the leading players in the air in the first half of tonight, because Mexico does not know the secret operation plan, because the locals are unreliable, often this head exchanges information with them, and the drug lords will disappear after a telephone rings.
"It's a long night!"
Lieutenant Noor stretched out and said to captain Claire, "can I go out for a cigarette?"
"I don't think it's a good idea." Claire glanced at Nur in surprise. During the task, even the toilet must be solved in the bathroom in the room. If you don't complete the task, you are absolutely not allowed to leave the house, because of the need of confidentiality.
"It's not suitable to be a UAV driver with a great addiction to smoking."
As an elder, she felt it necessary to remind the young man who had just graduated from the military academy not to darken her future because of the bad habit of smoking.
"Er... OK." Noor seemed to give up his intention of smoking, stood up from his chair, stretched, and then began to pace slowly in the narrow space of the house, as if relaxing his nerves.
"Very nervous?" Captain Claire's eyes haven't left the screen. She is responsible for the control of the aircraft. Noor is responsible for shooting data collection. Now he hasn't started fighting. Noor is much more free than himself.
"It seems that this job is really boring. I prefer to be a Navy pilot on an aircraft carrier, at least flying bumblebees," he said and began to complain.
Claire smiled softly. She had seen more than one male pilot say so.
Compared with women, men can't sit still and don't have such good patience.
"I said you big men..."
She intended to ridicule Noor, but just halfway through her words, a huge impact suddenly pushed her down, and the man tilted to the left, and finally lay on the ground.
Lieutenant Noor looked at captain Claire lying on the ground. The woman was dead. The warhead lifted a large piece of her celestial cover and splashed blood on the wall.
He glanced at the upper right corner of the house. There was a camera, which was originally used to monitor the situation in the operation room. However, the camera had long been hacked by Nur's associates. There was a repeated picture on it. The center could not see what was happening in the room.
He quickly put away his pistol and sat in Claire's original position.
Lieutenant Noor's hands and feet became very agile and skilled. He was like two strangers. He operated the UAV alone, but he was calm.
Nur breathed a sigh of relief after taking control.
He has to do this because everyone's position is fixed. It's useless to kill Claire before entering the room to turn on the system. The machine needs biometrics to turn on.
Take out a telephone from your coat pocket, and quickly input a line of English on it with your fingers - the predator gets his hand, you can start.
Then he pressed the send button and the message was sent out.
Holloman Air Force Base in New Mexico.In the southwest corner of the base, yellow tin houses stand. The area of these houses is not large. They look like earthy yellow containers on the ground.Captain Claire took the mission briefing folder and led Lieutenant Noor to the door of room a003. He scanned the encrypted door lock with his ID card. With a soft sound, the door was opened.She looked at Hamilton's watch in her hand. It was 10:30 p.m.Today is an ordinary and unusual day.Normally, this is one of Captain Claire's countless UAV control missions; What is unusual is that his old partner, Lieutenant Anton, has been transferred and replaced by a new partner, Lieutenant Noor.Lieutenant Noor is a young mixed race officer. He has a mixed race of Asia and Europe. His gray brown and very deep eyes are impressive."I'm in charge of the plane. You'll be my deputy."Claire had not yet pointed to the two seats like the game console. She took the lead in sitting in front of the screen on the left."OK, I can also take the opportunity to learn some skills from the old generation." Lieutenant Noor showed great humility, which satisfied captain Claire. The young officer from a famous school did not have the arrogance of those recruits. He always kept himself low in his speech, which sounded like a spring breeze."In fact, this task is very simple, not very complicated." Claire sat down and comforted Nur nearby.Nur put the guard on the joystick, tried to feel it, and then looked sideways at Claire. "It's reassuring to hear that. After all, I'm still on my first mission.""Tonight is just responsible for providing front-line fire support for seal team members. This task depends on the situation. If they move smoothly, maybe we don't need to come forward at all."Claire said: "the previous task in the Middle East was the most troublesome. Those guerrillas always like to hide in ordinary residential areas. In fact, they use civilians as a shield. Even if the power of our guided ammunition is well controlled, it is easy to be accidentally injured. Once it occurs, it will make things very troublesome."As they spoke, they turned on various electronic instruments and screens.UAV pilots are pilots themselves, and they have also received professional UAV training.Piloting a UAV looks very simple, as if it is like using a joystick to simulate operating an aircraft in front of the screen. In fact, it is not so easy.Captain Claire, sitting on the left, is a pilot. She is responsible for piloting UAVs and launching missiles.As a deputy, Lieutenant Noor is a sensor operator. He is responsible for controlling the camera, aiming the laser at the target and guiding the missile.Various electronic instruments and screens were activated, and the two focused on the screen, switches and buttons.This is not much different from the modern fighter cabin, as if it were just two pilots and co pilots driving the plane.However, being in it doesn't feel like being on the battlefield.Traditional fighter pilots return to the base after firing missiles, but after drone bombing, they have to hover over the target for several hours to assess the degree of damage.The images seen by UAV pilots are unusually clear, usually broken limbs reflecting the degree of damage.If there is collateral injury, that kind of psychological impact can make the UAV operator finally have a mental breakdown.Under their control, a predator UAV skidded off the runway and rushed into the night sky at the air force base in Port au Prince thousands of miles away.In silence, they slowly navigated the UAV to Mexico and flew over the town of cavaron according to various data and images obtained on the UAV and with the most advanced GPS positioning instruments."Enter the predetermined airspace."Claire hooked the plane into a fixed cruise route. She switched the channel to the contact channel of the command center."Code azf113 UAV enters the designated airspace and requests instructions."Each UAV will have a separate task identification code when it goes out, because there is a two person crew in each container iron house in the center. They are like white-collar workers who go to and from work. When they receive the task, they come to the base, listen to the briefing, and then enter the designated room to start performing various tasks.The command center will distinguish their mission nature and specific details through identification codes and give them instructions."Roger, enter the cruise procedure, stand by in the airspace, wait for the request of the ground team, over.""Azf113 Roger, enter cruise, over."According to the instructions given by the center, Claire has not yet had to let the UAV hover in the air for a while, collect all ground data, and then wait for the ground seal team to send a fire support request, and then the command center will ask the UAV crew to fire.Tonight, in order to maintain the continuity of fire, another unmanned aircraft has the opportunity to take off when they attack, take over their work after they complete their mission and continue to provide fire cover for the ground unit.It can be said that Captain Claire and lieutenant Noor are the leading players in the air in the first half of tonight, because Mexico does not know the secret operation plan, because the locals are unreliable, often this head exchanges information with them, and the drug lords will disappear after a telephone rings."It's a long night!"Lieutenant Noor stretched out and said to captain Claire, "can I go out for a cigarette?""I don't think it's a good idea." Claire glanced at Nur in surprise. During the task, even the toilet must be solved in the bathroom in the room. If you don't complete the task, you are absolutely not allowed to leave the house, because of the need of confidentiality."It's not suitable to be a UAV driver with a great addiction to smoking."As an elder, she felt it necessary to remind the young man who had just graduated from the military academy not to darken her future because of the bad habit of smoking."Er... OK." Noor seemed to give up his intention of smoking, stood up from his chair, stretched, and then began to pace slowly in the narrow space of the house, as if relaxing his nerves."Very nervous?" Captain Claire's eyes haven't left the screen. She is responsible for the control of the aircraft. Noor is responsible for shooting data collection. Now he hasn't started fighting. Noor is much more free than himself."It seems that this job is really boring. I prefer to be a Navy pilot on an aircraft carrier, at least flying bumblebees," he said and began to complain.Claire smiled softly. She had seen more than one male pilot say so.Compared with women, men can't sit still and don't have such good patience."I said you big men..."She intended to ridicule Noor, but just halfway through her words, a huge impact suddenly pushed her down, and the man tilted to the left, and finally lay on the ground.Lieutenant Noor looked at captain Claire lying on the ground. The woman was dead. The warhead lifted a large piece of her celestial cover and splashed blood on the wall.He glanced at the upper right corner of the house. There was a camera, which was originally used to monitor the situation in the operation room. However, the camera had long been hacked by Nur's associates. There was a repeated picture on it. The center could not see what was happening in the room.He quickly put away his pistol and sat in Claire's original position.Lieutenant Noor's hands and feet became very agile and skilled. He was like two strangers. He operated the UAV alone, but he was calm.Nur breathed a sigh of relief after taking control.He has to do this because everyone's position is fixed. It's useless to kill Claire before entering the room to turn on the system. The machine needs biometrics to turn on.Take out a telephone from your coat pocket, and quickly input a line of English on it with your fingers - the predator gets his hand, you can start.Then he pressed the send button and the message was sent out.
