HCB Chapter 3324 Computer Simulation, 9% Success Rate
Chapter 3324 Computer Simulation, 9% Success Rate
Chapter 3324 Computer Simulation, 90% Success Rate
Three minutes later, the sky was filled with airplanes.
Yang Hai and Qu Feng, being in the first wave of attacks, naturally ranked at the front.
"01, 01, this is the command post!"
"Received, 01!"
"The target is to the left front! The target is to the left front!"
"01 received, 01 received!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the two piloted the plane and began to climb, their eyes fixed on the sky, searching for their target.
"There it is!"
Qu Feng suddenly pointed to the high sky to the right. Yang Hai turned his head to look and then took a deep breath, "Command post, command post."
"I am 01, and I have located the target."
"Repeat, I am 01, I have located the target!"
"Command received!"
"Command, this is 01, I request permission to attack!"
After Yang Hai finished speaking, there was a three-second silence before the communicator rang again.
"01, 01, command received!"
"Attack permitted."
"Repeat, attack permitted!"
"Understood!"
The communication was immediately disconnected.
"Old Qu! Let's test the limits!"
As Yang Hai finished speaking, the plane began to climb!
"Bring it on! I've been wanting to see where the limits are for a long time!"
"Let's go!"
"Charge!!!"
Through the communicator, the two voices traveled through the space and reached everyone's ears.
On board aircraft 02, Wang Fenghua and his colleague followed behind in their plane. Their orders were to observe the combat effectiveness up close, accumulate experience, and prepare for subsequent battles.
After hearing this, Liu Zhiwei slapped his thigh. "Damn it, those two beat us to it again!"
Wang Fenghua, sitting in the front row, said with a serious expression, "It's alright, their limits may not be our limits!"
"Thirty-four thousand is a hurdle they need to overcome first!"
Hearing this, Liu Zhiwei clenched his fists. "These two guys shouldn't be so reckless!"
"I still want to drink with them!"
Wang Fenghua remained silent, simply watching from afar, her gaze fixed on the balloons in the distant sky.
Inside the command post.
Wang Huzi understood what the pilot was going to do as soon as he heard the sound, but he did not stop him, although his palms were sweaty.
Secretary Qian, who was standing to the side, closed his eyes and murmured, "These two little lunatics, little lunatics... I hope nothing happens to them."
Everyone else in the command post clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.
"Thirty thousand meters!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the communicator. Wang Huzi walked out of the tent and looked at the sky. Apart from the white clouds, there was nothing there.
But he knew that a battle was taking place out of sight!
"Thirty-three thousand meters!"
"Old Qu, is this any good?"
"What the hell are you talking nonsense about? Keep going!"
The plane was tilting upwards, and Yang Hai, in the front cockpit, could already feel the plane shaking and felt discomfort all over his body.
And ahead, a silver-white balloon is floating!
"Thirty-four thousand meters!"
The music started playing again, and at that moment the plane vibrated more rapidly!
"Oh no, there's something wrong with the left engine, there's an unusual noise!"
As the music faded, Yang Hai felt the plane beneath him suddenly become unresponsive!
"Keep going, keep going!"
Yang Hai gritted his teeth and spoke, but Qu Feng did not respond!
"Thirty-four thousand five hundred meters!"
"Thirty-five thousand meters!"
"Thirty-five thousand..."
Before the music had even faded, a metallic clanging sound came from behind.
"Left engine shut down!"
"Right engine malfunction!"
In an instant, Yang Hai felt as if the plane had stopped, neither going up nor down.
"emission!"
As the sound faded, the mechanism was activated.
A missile ignites, falls, and flies upward.
Buzz
Ring ring ring
As soon as the missile was launched, alarms sounded on the aircraft.
The next moment, it was like a kite with a broken string beginning to fall.
"Old Qu, Old Qu!"
Yang Hai's voice came, but there was no sound behind him.
Turning around, I saw Qu Feng with his head drooping; it was obvious he had fainted!
"You fucking wake up, wake up!"
Yang Hai roared, the plane was still spinning, and the internal instruments were still frantically warning him.
"Wake up, wake up, you fucking wake up!"
Yang Hai's voice was full of anxiety, so much so that he didn't even notice the explosion happening above him.
Not far away, Wang Fenghua and his companion on plane 02 saw the balloon still floating after the explosion. They were filled with anger and also looked anxiously at the plane that was spinning and falling.
"Old Yang, Old Qu!"
"What's wrong with you guys? Stop the brakes right now!"
"Yang Hai, Yang Hai!"
The two shouted loudly, but all they heard on the channel was a crackling sound.
Inside the command post, Wang Huzi's fists were clenched so tightly they turned white.
Failed.
As expected, it still didn't work!
Chi Chi
Chi Chi Chi
Suddenly, a piercing sound came from the communication channel, and Wang Huzi looked up sharply and ran forward.
"What's going on? 01, I heard you! Answer me!"
Wang Huzi roared, and the radar operator beside him quickly said, "01 is rapidly descending, it has reached 21,000 meters!"
"If this continues, we'll crash in a minute!"
Wang Huzi pushed the communications officer aside, shouting, "01, 01!"
"Answer! Answer!"
"Commander, Qu Feng has fainted!"
Yang Hai's voice rang out, and the entire command post fell silent.
Nowadays, the ejection seat handles are located under the passenger's seat, meaning Yang Hai can only guarantee that he will eject himself.
But then the musical style would be...
A moment later, Wang Huzi roared, "Yang Hai, you fucking listen up! We're abandoning the plane, you hear me?"
"Pull out, come back!"
With the order given, Wang Huzi took the pressure upon himself, but Yang Hai merely glanced at Qu Feng behind him and said with a faint smile, "Commander-in-Chief, I'm sorry!"
Wang Huzi immediately cursed, "Get the people back here! We have new planes!"
"Come back here! That's an order, an order!"
But all he got in response was silence!
The next second, Wang Hu slammed his fist on the table, then picked up his binoculars and rushed outside, looking up at the sky.
"There it is!"
Someone shouted, and Wang Huzi glanced at it before looking towards the distance.
In my field of vision, an airplane is descending.
"Damn it, stop standing around and get to the rescue!!"
"Help!"
His voice was hoarse; at this moment, Wang Huzi seemed to have already seen the end!
A heartbreaking ending!
"Rescue team, set off!"
As the sound faded, three Kui Niu armored vehicles charged straight out of the camp.
Buzz
Two helicopters took off immediately. Inside the helicopters, Yang Hai was still repeating the same actions.
I pressed the button to start the engine, but there was no response.
Press again to restart!
The music behind him was still in a coma.
"Crazy Qu, wake the hell up!"
"I just had a son, I don't want to be glorious so soon, my son isn't even married yet!"
"Qu Feng, aren't you supposed to be the class monitor? What are you capable of?"
"Wake up, wake up, you bastard!"
While shouting, he took off his hand and threw it behind him.
The alarms on the aircraft's instruments grew increasingly piercing as the plane descended lower and higher, and its speed increased.
"Damn bastard!"
Yang Hai slammed his fist on the airplane button.
But the aircraft engine just wouldn't start!
At that moment, Yang Hai had only one thought in his mind: to turn on the machine and restart the aircraft engine.
Only in this way can the musical style come alive.
As for abandoning the music genre and skydiving himself, that idea never even crossed his mind.
He turned on the computer, started it up, turned it on again, and started it up again, hoping only that a miracle would happen.
"Move! Move! Get moving!"
With veins bulging, Yang Hai forcefully manipulated the rudder.
In the distance, Wang Fenghua and his companion stared intently at the falling plane, their faces filled with sorrow.
They heard Yang Hai's words clearly, and they understood his feelings even better!
If it were them, they might make the same choice.
Abandoning comrades will lead to a lifetime of regret.
Even orders from superiors...
However, seeing all of this with my own eyes made me feel as if a stone was stuck in my chest, causing me great distress.
"Cough cough..."
Suddenly, a coughing sound came from behind. Yang Hai turned around sharply and shouted, "Old Qu, parachute! Hurry up, you bastard!"
Still feeling dizzy from the music, she instinctively reached for the ejection handle between her legs upon hearing Yang Hai's voice.
Yang Hai's urging voice rang in my ears, and I dared not delay, pulling the melody along with all my might.
The next moment, there were loud bangs, and then the body was suddenly shot upwards, followed by another tug.
At this moment, Qu Feng opened his eyes and looked around.
Below him, an umbrella is blooming.
Not far away, Liu Zhiwei, who was still shouting, saw an ejection seat pop out of the 01 aircraft that had descended to two thousand meters.
Before the two could speak, another chair flew into the air.
"Old Yang, you're fucking awesome, awesome!"
"Old tune, old tune~"
The two roared, though Yang Hai and the others could no longer hear them!
boom…
A violent explosion rang out, and flames surged across the Gobi Desert.
Wang Huzi breathed a sigh of relief. It was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune!
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the northwest sun was shining brightly.
Compared to the Northwest, where it doesn't get dark until 9 pm, it's practically noon now.
huh~~~
The plane landed on the runway and had just come to a stop when Mr. Peng stepped out of the cabin.
Yang Xiaotao and Wang Lao followed behind, and more than ten other people disembarked from the plane one after another.
Meanwhile, two specially modified Blue Horse fighter jets were undergoing inspection next to the airport.
Below the plane, Wang Huzi and his group of people were already waiting.
"President Peng!"
Wang Huzi stepped forward and saluted, but General Peng returned the salute with a cold face.
The reason, naturally, is the previous incident.
However, in Wang Huzi's view, as long as everyone is safe, that's all that matters.
Moreover, they didn't come away empty-handed; this probe yielded valuable data.
Where are the personnel?
"He is still receiving treatment, but the tests have all come back normal."
"Humph!"
Peng snorted coldly, and Wang Huzi felt relieved.
We've passed this hurdle.
Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and shook hands with Wang Huzi, his grip firm, everything unspoken.
Without much small talk, everyone boarded the helicopter and headed straight for the temporary command post.
After getting off the plane, Mr. Peng led everyone to get to work.
Wang Huzi immediately began to explain the situation.
"We have detected that the balloon is currently moving from northwest to southeast at a speed of 200 meters per second."
"According to the soldiers' observations, the balloon is different from the information from the Alliance. It is smaller, more flexible, and the basket below is covered with a special metal."
"If we attack the basket, we will likely come back empty-handed."
After Wang Huzi finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao glanced at President Peng and then took the initiative to ask, "You've launched attacks before, what experience do you have?"
Wang Huzi looked at Yang Xiaotao gratefully, then said seriously, "Our pilot's Blue Horse fighter jet experienced discomfort at 33,000 meters, and finally lost control when it climbed to 35,500 meters."
"A missile was launched before it was out of control."
"According to other pilots' visual assessments, the missile exploded at a distance of 800 to 1,000 meters from the balloon, and the shrapnel did not damage the balloon."
Wang Huzi briefly explained what had happened. Yang Xiaotao nodded and looked at President Peng again, "President Peng, we need local weather data, preferably as accurate as possible."
General Peng nodded and then instructed Wang Huzi, "From now on, everything must meet their needs."
Wang Huzi glanced at Yang Xiaotao, then immediately saluted and said, "Yes, I guarantee I will complete the mission."
After saying this, he had someone take the experts who had come with him to a nearby weather station.
Yang Xiaotao walked to the side, picked up the phone, and called Sijiucheng.
"Teacher, we have arrived in the Northwest."
As soon as Yang Xiaotao finished speaking, Qian Lao's voice came through, "Xiaotao, I heard you."
"We are now in the computer research lab. Comrade Lu Tao has already created the model you mentioned."
"Now Lu Tao will tell you."
As he spoke, Lu Tao's voice came through the phone, "Mr. Yang, it's me."
"Okay, I heard you. To make a long story short, what parameters are needed?"
Yang Xiaotao spoke quickly, and Lu Tao hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang, we only need the air speed, the final altitude and speed of the aircraft."
"We will provide the launch angle at that time."
"Okay, great."
Yang Xiaotao was surprised that things were simpler than he had imagined. He immediately turned to Peng Zong and Wang Huzi, who were standing nearby, and said, "Our Ninth Computer Research Institute has made a model, and all we need is..."
After saying that, the two of them were still somewhat incredulous.
Especially Wang Huzi, if it were that simple, what did all their efforts just now amount to?
However, since Yang Xiaotao had said so, he had no choice but to believe it.
"Now, I need data, the latest data, and I need it fast!"
As Yang Xiaotao spoke solemnly, Wang Huzi immediately urged him on.
Ten minutes later, a series of data were placed in front of Yang Xiaotao, while Peng Zong, Wang Huzi, and others watched quietly from the side.
Although I can't understand these data, they look very professional.
"Teacher, I have collected some data here, let me tell you about it."
Mr. Qian's voice came through the phone, "Okay, you go first."
"Okay, the current high-altitude wind speed is 254 meters per second, the balloon's speed is 201 meters per second, and the altitude is approximately 40,300 meters."
After Yang Xiaotao reported all the parameters, there was silence on the phone.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes
Just as Wang Huzi was getting a little anxious, a voice came from the phone again, but this time it wasn't Qian Lao's voice, but Lu Tao's.
"Mr. Yang, we will perform some calculations based on the data you provided and then build a model."
"Furthermore, data accumulated during the explosions of the seven aircraft units was adopted, assuming the initial velocity of the missile explosion and the initial velocity of the shrapnel remained unchanged."
“We envisioned multiple flight altitudes, each with a different success rate.”
While Lu Tao was still explaining, Yang Xiaotao couldn't wait to ask, "Say it, just say it."
"Okay, our calculations show that if the aircraft launches the missile at an altitude of 33,000 meters as required, the success rate is fifty percent."
"At an altitude of 34,000 meters, if a missile is launched according to the requirements, the success rate is 60%."
"At an altitude of 35,000 meters, the success rate is 90%!"
Before Yang Xiaotao could even finish speaking, Wang Huzi exclaimed in surprise from behind, "Ninety?"
"A 90% success rate, how much of a difference is that from 100%?"
"Let's do it!"