PNB Chapter 793 Tank Graveyard
Chapter 793 Tank Graveyard
In the mysterious factory code-named "Jiutian", time seems to have stopped.
General Chen and Commander Jiang Chaoyang, the two generals of the Republic who had walked out of the sea of blood and corpses, were now like two children seeing the sea for the first time. They looked up and stared blankly at the huge aerial fortress in front of them, which was beyond the limits of their imagination.
"Jiutian" aerospace drone carrier.
This name, along with its huge body full of science fiction and oppression, was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on their hearts, making them feel a shock that was almost suffocating.
They have been soldiers all their lives and think they are no longer surprised by the cruelty of war and the power of weapons. They have already developed an iron will that can remain calm even when faced with a mountain collapsing in front of them.
But today, in just a few hours at the Great Wall Military Factory, the understanding of military and technology that they have built up over the past decades has been ruthlessly overturned, crushed and reshaped time and time again.
"Gudong."
Commander Jiang Chaoyang swallowed hard, trying to moisten his throat which had become dry due to extreme shock.
His eyes swept obsessively over the smooth surface of the "Jiutian" that was like the deck of an aircraft carrier, and over the hundreds of drone ejection bays that were arranged like a honeycomb and full of deadly temptations.
It took him a long time to recover from the huge shock and barely find his voice.
He turned his head and asked Fang Yu beside him in an almost dreamy, unbelievable tone:
"Xiao, Xiao Fang, how does this big guy fight?"
This question is also the biggest question in General Chen's mind.
What kind of role does such a huge aerial platform play on the battlefield?
How does it effectively organize hundreds of sub-drones to form combat effectiveness?
However, facing the two generals' eyes full of desire and confusion, Fang Yu just smiled indifferently and said nothing.
Some things cannot be described in words.
Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you experience its true horror that is enough to subvert your worldview.
He made a "please" gesture again, and took the two generals who were already somewhat distraught, into an independent operation room wrapped in heavy alloy armor parked next to the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier.
This operation room was the ground command center of the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier. Its internal layout was even more sci-fi and complex than that of the "WZ-10" command vehicle.
The entire operating room is hemispherical, with an immersive circular main screen in front, which is made up of countless small screens and covers the entire field of view.
The operator's seat is not an ordinary chair, but a semi-reclining cockpit with ergonomic design, like a fighter cockpit.
At the front of the cockpit, there are no traditional joysticks or buttons. Instead, there is a holographic projection console that can be controlled through gestures and eye tracking.
"Two commanders, please." Fang Yu invited the two generals to the main commander's cabin in the center, and he sat in the weapons control officer's seat next to them.
"The following demonstration may have a certain impact on your worldview. Please be mentally prepared."
Fang Yu reminded him with a smile, then put on a peculiarly shaped tactical eyepiece that could project data streams directly onto the retina.
General Chen and Jiang Chaoyang watched Fang Yu's operations intently.
At this moment, they didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear that any sound from them would disturb the sacred "future war" demonstration that was about to begin.
Fang Yu's hands were seen waving smoothly on the holographic operating table in the air, which was made of light blue light.
Every gesture of his and every movement of his eyes were precisely converted into complex instructions, which were transmitted through quantum encryption channels to the "brain" of the sleeping steel behemoth in the center of the factory.
"The 'Nine Heavens' system is activated, and the self-test procedure begins..."
"The power core's energy output is stable, and the vector engine is warming up..."
"The structural integrity of the aircraft has been confirmed, and the flight control system is normal..."
"Hive system unlocked, all drone sub-units on standby..."
As a series of cold, emotionless electronic synthesized sounds rang out in the operating room, the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier in the center of the factory began to slowly wake up.
On its deep black body, blue light bands that flickered like breathing and were full of life appeared.
Twelve huge vector engine nozzles began to rotate silently and adjust their angles.
"Prepare for takeoff." Fang Yu's voice was calm and steady.
He placed his hands gently on both sides of the operating table and slowly lifted them upwards.
Almost at the same moment, the twelve huge vector nozzles of the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier in the center of the factory simultaneously ejected light blue plasma flames as bright as stars.
The huge aerial fortress weighing hundreds of tons actually violated all the laws of physics and rose vertically from the ground silently and steadily!
The huge factory ceiling, as if controlled by an invisible hand, slowly slid open to both sides, revealing the clear blue sky over the Gobi Desert outside.
The "Jiutian" aircraft carrier rose vertically to a height of 100 meters, and then, in the completely dazed eyes of the two generals, it slid silently into the sky like a ghost and flew towards the distance.
"This is simply a miracle..." General Chen muttered to himself. He felt that the materialistic worldview he had built up over the past few decades was showing signs of collapse at this moment.
However, when the high-definition camera onboard the "Jiutian" aircraft carrier transmitted the scene from tens of thousands of meters above the ground in real time to the huge circular main screen in front of them, General Chen could not help but exclaimed "Huh" and leaned forward suddenly, almost sticking his face to the screen.
He gasped and said in disbelief.
"Isn't this our 'tank graveyard'? Xiao Fang, what are you doing?"
On the screen, there was a vast, desolate prairie.
In the center of the grassland, thousands of rusted tank wreckages were densely packed and randomly arranged.
The tanks were of various models, including the old Type 59, the slightly more advanced Type 69, and even some Type 88s that were scrapped during testing.
Like abandoned steel corpses, they lie quietly on this land forgotten by the world, silently telling the arduous and long development history of the Dragon Army Armored Forces.
"What is a 'tank graveyard'?" Commander Jiang Chaoyang asked curiously. He didn't know much about these stories of the army.
"Alas," General Chen sighed and explained, "the so-called 'tank graveyard' is where our Dragon Army stores retired tanks that are too old or severely damaged in exercises and are no longer worth repairing."
"After the rapid replacement of tanks in recent years, the number of scrapped tanks accumulated here is at least 1,500, if not 2,000."
"Usually, this is also where our army aviation and artillery units conduct live-fire target practice."
After explaining, he turned his gaze to Fang Yu again, his eyes filled with confusion and puzzlement: "Xiao Fang, what exactly are you doing here by driving the 'Jiutian'?"
"Could it be...could it be that you are going to use it for target practice?"
Use such a precious aerospace aircraft carrier, which can be called a "national weapon", to bomb a pile of long-scrapped steel garbage?
This... this is too extravagant and a waste of resources, right?
However, Fang Yu just smiled calmly and did not answer.
He just said lightly: "Mr. Chen, you will understand later."