The sky in the mountains seemed to darken very quickly. If one did not pay attention, the sky outside the car was already completely dark.
Qu Sen looked at An Jingzhe's depressed face and quickly said with a smile, "No discord, no concord. I'll treat you to a meal later."
"Haha, it's true that no discord, no concord. Last time during the exercise, you brat, you completely wiped out my squadron." An Jingzhe was really getting angrier as he spoke.
During the "Storm" exercise, he was fooled by Qu Sen. An Jingzhe knew that the problem was with him.
But during the second confrontation exercise, he was tricked by Qu Sen again. Not only was a small team killed while chasing after the Red Team's scattered soldiers, but Qu Sen also reported the route of their special forces to the Red Team's command center.
An Jingzhe was rushing to the target area with his people when he was suddenly covered by firepower.
Actual combat was not like a TV series, where artillery shells would save the highest officials for last.
Before the first round of attacks was over, An Jingzhe's helmet was smoking. Then, he could only watch as more and more of his people were "wiped out."
After three rounds of attacks, the 20 or so people who were lucky enough to survive wanted to urgently withdraw from the battlefield, but they were surrounded by the Red Team that was dozens of times their size. An Jingzhe still did not want to recall how embarrassing the scene was at that time. After the exercise, everyone returned to the army and received a new armband, which was enough to make people angry.
Although Qu Sen had already realized that he would probably have a lot of trouble in the coming days, it was inevitable that they would arrive at the base of the Quick Reaction Battalion.
The base used to be a tank regiment. It was backed by rolling mountains and had a very large area. The Quick Reaction Battalion was a battalion, the Tiger Down the Mountain was a reinforced company of a squadron, and the drone instructor team. The three units added together could not even fill half of the camp area.
When the two arrived, the soldiers had just finished watching the news broadcast and the various units were organizing to learn about ethnic policies.
Caiyun Province was an area inhabited by ethnic minorities. When the troops came from inland areas, the first thing they had to learn was the customs of the various ethnic groups, as well as the relevant policies and regulations. Otherwise, when the soldiers went out, they might accidentally cause disputes.
Qu Sen didn't want to immediately meet He Zhanghong, the commander of the Quick Rebel Battalion, so he asked An Jingzhe to send him directly to the UAV teaching team's camp.
The small military drones had just begun to be installed, and the tactics and operating standards were still being developed. Before Qu Sen arrived, there were more than twenty students in the second batch, but there were only two instructors.
One of them was a technician from Institute 109, Kou Hai. He mainly taught theoretical knowledge and operations. One of them was Ma Da Jun, who had been sent by the teaching team. He was in charge of military training.
"Old Qu Sen, you're finally here!" Kou Hai saw that Qu Sen was finally reunited with his family, so he jogged over to him.
Qu Sen used one arm to support Kou Hai, who was rushing over, to prevent him from hugging himself, and asked in bewilderment, "Damn, what happened to your face?"
Not only was Kou Hai's face full of small red bumps, but his eyelids were also swollen. If he hadn't spoken, Qu Sen wouldn't have recognized him.
"I'm allergic to mosquito water. I'm going crazy!" When Kou Hai mentioned it, he really wanted to cry.
This kid was one year younger than Qu Sen, and he was an assistant engineer from Institute 109. Although he hadn't interacted with Qu Sen many times before, they were all young people, and they had a good relationship when they had nothing to do.
Plus, now that they were meeting in a different place, they naturally felt closer.
When it came to operating drones, young people were naturally more skilled than older people. Before the experimental installation, Kou Hai and a few other young cadres with good operating skills were selected as the first batch of instructors.
After a period of unified training, a simple teaching syllabus was written, and they were assigned to various experimental units. Through practical experience, the tactical essentials and teaching methods were further improved.
As a northerner, Kou Hai was extremely excited when he heard that he was assigned to the most advanced unit in the country. Under the envious gazes of his peers who were training together, he picked up his backpack and set off.
After arriving at the synthetic division, he groped around while teaching them. Without much trouble, the first batch of students passed the assessment. At this time, Kou Hai learned of an even more "surprising" piece of news.
The synthetic division was actually going to be transferred to the "birdsong and fragrant flowers" of Caiyun Province, and it was even a border city. Kou Hai couldn't help but laugh. He thought to himself, "God is really a special favor to me!"
Although his thoughts were beautiful, when he arrived, he realized that in the green mountains and clear waters of Caiyun Province, there were far more than just birdsong and fragrant flowers. There were actually more snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the mountains.
Kou Hai was a northerner and a technical civilian cadre. He followed the instructors to the new station, and within a few days, he felt like he was going crazy.
But the suffering was just beginning.
The first batch of students who were released had flying accidents one after the other because they weren't proficient enough. It just so happened that the synthetic division had just been transferred, and the defensive area reconnaissance mission was urgent and heavy. As an instructor, he could only go bare-armed.
Going out with the Quick Rebel Battalion was still okay. At least there was a safety car for them to sit in. Going into the forest with the "Tiger Down the Mountain" was really asking for his life. Not only was it tiring to climb over mountains, it was also full of all kinds of dangers.
Kou Hai's ability to adapt to a humid environment was average. In the forest, his skin would become red and swollen when he scratched it. After spraying some mosquito repellent and insect repellent, his whole body would become so swollen that it was unbearable to look at.
Now, he had already been taking infusions and medicine for a few days, and he was already starting to look better.
Knowing that Qu Sen was coming, compared to the "happiness" of the Quick Rebel Battalion and the Tiger Down the Mountain, Kou Hai was the happiest.
He thought to himself, "I'm finally saved. That kid Qu Sen is definitely more resistant than me."
While Kou Hai was complaining, he brought Qu Sen to the dormitory that had been prepared for him. After Qu Sen put on his military uniform and changed into it, he was led to the electronic classroom.
Ma Da Jun, who was watching the students study, nodded slightly when he saw Qu Sen. He then clapped his hands twice.
After all the students' attention was focused on him, he gestured to Qu Sen and introduced him in a loud voice, "Let me introduce everyone. This is Instructor Qu Sen. From now on, he and Instructor Kou will be responsible for your professional technical teaching. Everyone, welcome!"
Amidst the applause, Qu Sen stood on the podium, saluted, and said, "Hello, everyone. My name is Qu Sen. I'm very honored to be able to learn and improve together with everyone in the following period of time.
I'm not being polite. Everyone knows that the military small drones are only experimental equipment. All kinds of operating skills and tactical essentials need to be explored and summarized by us.
I myself only came into contact with the small drones a little earlier, and my operating experience is richer than everyone's. To be honest, I'm a little guilty of coming here to be a teacher.
But I promise everyone that I will do my best to teach all of you some of my accumulated personal experience, and then improve together with everyone. "
After saying this, Qu Sen saluted again, and then there was another round of warm applause in the electronic classroom.
Everyone had their own aura. For example, Ma Dajun, who had been an instructor of military subjects for many years, exuded an imposing aura from head to toe.
Although Kou Hai was easy-going, he was a civilian cadre and had not interacted much with soldiers. His "aura" was a little out of place for everyone.
Qu Sen, on the other hand, was originally a soldier. Although he now wore a military rank, when he stood there, the soldiers of the student team immediately smelled the scent of "the same kind" and unconsciously felt a sense of familiarity.
After this small interlude, the student team's learning continued. Qu Sen also picked up a set of learning materials, found an empty seat at the back of the electronic classroom, and sat down to read seriously.
There were more than 20 ethnic minorities in Caiyun Province, and it involved a lot of customs, etiquette, and practices. Qu Sen had not come into contact with these things before, so naturally, he had to study seriously.
Otherwise, if he accidentally violated some taboo when he went out, not only would it cause trouble for himself, but it would also cause trouble for the army.
After the learning, Ma Da Jun took the soldiers for roll call, and then they did physical training at night.
Although drone operators were also technical soldiers, after being assigned, they had to move with the combat troops. At that time, not only did they have to carry drones, but they also had to carry conventional equipment.
Therefore, in terms of physical fitness, the requirements were stricter than normal soldiers.
When the soldiers' training began, Qu Sen went back to his room and took the lesson plan he made in Huacheng to Kou Hai's dorm. The two of them used the time to cross-reference the outline of the small military drone to perfect the following teaching plan.
Compared to Kou Hai, Qu Sen had already helped the Municipal Bureau and Provincial Department in Huacheng to train three batches of students, so he had a lot more teaching experience.
The two of them revised the teaching plan while dividing the work. After discussing, the theoretical teaching of machinery and circuits would be given to Kou Hai, and the basic operations and tactical operations would be given to Qu Sen.
Although the military drone research and development team had developed five major series of nearly 20 drones, the first experimental batch was not all of them, but the three series of five models with the widest range of applications.
They were the battlefield surveillance drone, the functional drone that could be attached to a variety of functional components, and the reconnaissance drone that was mainly used for scouts and special operations forces.
The battlefield surveillance drone was divided into two types. One was the larger "Swift" that was used by the armored department and vehicles, and the other was the "Qin Crossbow" that was mainly used by individual soldiers.
There was only one model of the functional drone, "Big Grasshopper," but it could carry a lot of equipment. Now, there were four components that were in place: tactical jammer, signal repeater, anti-lightning sensor, and high-definition plotter.
The reconnaissance drone's code name was naturally "Nightingale," but only the normal model was issued. There was also a special "Nightingale II" that was specially developed for special reconnaissance. Because of the assembly line production, the technical specifications were not up to standard, so the distribution was delayed.
Qu Sen discussed the details with Kou Hai until almost one o 'clock in the morning. Only then did he return to his single dormitory. After a simple wash, he fell asleep on his bed.
The bumpy journey of more than two days made him fall into a deep sleep within a few seconds of closing his eyes. It was not until six o 'clock that he was awakened by reveille, and he immediately sat up.
Leaning against the window, he saw that the soldiers in the opposite dormitory had already woken up. He quickly took out the camouflage uniform he received yesterday and hurriedly put it on. After putting it on, he twisted the cap badge on his hat and ran out.
Just as he stepped out, he remembered that he did not wear his belt, so he quickly turned back and put it in his mouth. When he ran to the stairs, he put on the cap badge and put the hat on his head. He adjusted the belt as he went downstairs.
When he ran out of the dormitory and saw the neat formation of the student team, Qu Sen had already put on his belt and tidied himself up from top to bottom.
Ma Dajun, who was checking the formation, saw Qu Sen run out. He felt a little strange, but he was not distracted. He criticized the two students who were the slowest and asked the leader of the student team to lead the team.
Morning Exercise Training Program: Light weight for five kilometers.
For the first kilometer, the formation jogged. Qu Sen followed behind the formation. After the free run began, he also sped up. He spread his legs and quickly overtook a few soldiers who were lagging behind.
Ma Dajun, who had been watching the team, adjusted his pace and ran side by side with Qu Sen. He asked, "Why did you come out?"
"Morning exercise!" Qu Sen answered subconsciously.
"…" There was nothing wrong with this answer. Ma Dajun really did not know what to say.
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