After the order was issued, until the formation of 003 left the port of Djibouti two weeks later, almost no one fell asleep in the entire Lemonel Camp.

Schneider and Wood, who were originally full of ambitions, have almost been tortured by planes taking off and landing day and night. They find it difficult to understand how such an aircraft carrier with not tonnage can take off and land hundreds of times in a day.

What they couldn't understand was that almost all of these aircraft were heavy fighter jets. In addition to the familiar j-20h, j-16j, there were also a small number of j-35s, and they had not yet mastered some early warning aircraft of the model.

These aircraft took off from the deck at extremely dense frequencies, and at most, they could even observe six different types of aircraft taking off at the same time.

Fighters and early warning aircraft that take off from three catapult runways, j-20h take off from the vertical take-off point, anti-submarine helicopters that fly at any position, and reconnaissance-9 reconnaissance aircraft that releases the catapult at the edge of the deck...

This density of take-off and landing cannot be achieved even by its most advanced aircraft carriers, especially the three electromagnetic catapult runways running at the same time, which will bring huge challenges to the ship's comprehensive electrical system.

Perhaps this situation seems to be "awesome" to outsiders, but for an army like them, which claims to have grown up on the back of the plane, it is simply like alien technology.

It was not until this time that they finally felt a fear of being dominated - especially after being awakened by a sudden sonic boom for several consecutive days.

Schneider's spirit was almost collapsed. He walked out of the barracks in a daze, with clear sky in front of him, but in his eyes, he was as dead as a black and white photo.

In the past five days, his effective sleep time has not exceeded 10 hours in total. No matter how he adjusts his sleep time or tries to cover his ears, his situation has not improved at all.

You should know that the other party can almost say that the sonic boom sound produced by flying close to the ground reaches more than 140 decibels, while the sound of the shock-detonated bombs commonly used in the army explodes at close range of only 170 decibels - a shock-detonated bomb can directly shatter the eardrums, causing permanent craniocerebral damage and organ disability.

Although this situation cannot be said to be a shock bomb that fell into the camp continuously, it is at least equivalent to dozens of artillery fire continuously in the ears.

Maybe I don’t feel that it’s too difficult to resist when I’m awake, but what if I don’t let me sleep?

A sense of guilt suddenly felt in his heart.

Maybe I shouldn't have treated those peers in Djibouti base in that way before. If I hadn't taken action first, how could the other party have committed such cruel revenge?

He looked at the fighter plane flying through the sky with blank eyes. He recognized it as a j-20 called "Veoron". He was already very familiar with this fighter plane, and even so familiar that he could draw three views of its fuselage with his bare hands. But now, he felt an unprecedented fear from the plane.

The plane seemed to be like a giant dragon with its teeth and claws, flying through the air with its thunderous roar, crushing itself like an ant on the ground with its extremely fierce power.

As the fighter plane gradually faded away, some kind of hallucination appeared in front of him in a trance.

He felt that he had become a warrior on the ancient battlefield, wearing armor and a sharp sword in his hand, and the sun in the distance turned into the giant eyes of an evil spirit. The sharp light pierced his brain, evaporating all the negative emotions in his heart.

Anger, fear, madness, pain... He felt dizzy and uncontrollably walking towards the hangar.

There was his car and his war horse there. He wanted to ride his war horse and then kill all the enemies.

Everything went smoothly, and he entered the hangar without any obstacles. The b-1b Lancer bomber was waiting for his arrival as quietly as ever. He stroked the skin of the fighter plane, and the cold touch in his hand made him moaned with satisfaction.

Then, he brought the "stilts" in his sight from the side of the hangar. Following the "stilts", he boarded the cockpit of the plane. Many people rushed from afar to stop him, but he waved the sword in his hand and repelled all those people.

"Monsters, they are all monsters!"

Schneider's mouth let out a hoarse and low roar, and he found blood stains on his hands, which made him even more excited.

The war horse is right under one's crotch, and the enemy...

Enemies in the sky?

But how can my own war horse reach the sky?

He looked under him in confusion, but before he could think clearly, a sudden severe pain in his mind, and then his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

A burst of exclamations rang around him. At the last moment of landing, Schneider finally remembered his identity.

----It's over.

This was the last thought before his neck broke.

.........

Two hours after Schneider's accident, the Djibouti base received a call from Lemonnier Camp. The person who answered the call was Liu Yijun, who served as the temporary commander, and opposite the call was the commander-in-chief of Lemonnier Camp.

"...I apologize for the trouble you caused to your base before, but you should also know that it is just a normal...well, normal training behavior."

"We actually have to restrain ourselves a lot compared to what you are doing now--at least we don't fly at the ground supersonic speed, right? You are from the Air Force, and you know how much impact that noise will have on the ground."

"Today, we have seen three cases of mental abnormalities in a row. There is even a pilot with outstanding meritoriousness who almost fell to death from the plane because of hallucinations--yes, he climbed onto the plane, injured himself, and then fell backwards from a height of nearly three meters."

"...No, no, of course it is not a merit for your actions. He is a counter-terrorism hero. Well, he is fine, the gangway saved his life, but his neck was broken."

"I sincerely hope that this training will not continue. We have received the protests you expressed, and I can assure you that even after the 003 formation leaves, the previous harassing flight will not happen again."

"No, absolutely not. We are all senior officers, and we all know the reasons behind the current situation. I think we can reach a consensus on this."

"Two weeks? Sir, it's only five days passed now, and our soldiers may not be able to survive the other three days."

"I know, I know you've been going on for a year, but as I said, we didn't pull the sonic boom at least, didn't we?"

"If you insist on doing this, then we may have to counter it..."

"......No, I don't mean that, I'm definitely not provoking a new military confrontation, I just said..."

"Forget it. Sir, two weeks are only two weeks, but at least, don't fly again before the sun rises, right?"

“…….”

"Okay. I wish you a happy one."

With a long sigh, the commander-in-chief of the Lemonel Battalion hung up the phone. Another officer beside him saw his expression and asked tentatively:

"Did they agree?"

"No. Prepare a transport plane and send the soldiers who have had psychological problems recently. I can't change the other party's decision."

"Understood."

The officer nodded, and then asked unwillingly:

"So, what reason did they refuse?"

The commander-in-chief sighed again, and after a long period of silence, he answered:

"It's not actually a particularly convincing reason."

"But, this reason..."

"He said that their training was carried out according to Chinese time."

"The sun in Lemonel has not risen, but the sun in China has risen."

......

The high-intensity take-off and landing training of the No. 003 formation was originally a routine training subject, and even the ugly military could not find any reason to question it.

Therefore, no matter how Camp Lemonel protested to its superiors, the only order they received was "on stand by and no conflict allowed".

The senior management really doesn't want to expand the conflict during this awkward period, because the result of this is obvious that they can only send their faces to the other party and let the other party slap them.

The top leaders in this country may be bad, but they are not stupid. They know better than anyone else how to judge the situation.

It's just a few mentally ill soldiers... Too many soldiers suffer from PTTSD every year. What are these in Lemonel Camp?

Is Camp Lemonel’s strategic position important? Is overseas bases important? Is the South Island important?

It is very important, but compared to their strategy of keeping a low profile, this can be endured together.

After all, the most important thing they are now, is to "slow down" the process of the South Island incident through other forces, thereby gaining time for themselves.
Chapter completed!