Wang Ping'an sat on the operator's seat, completely burned out.
Diao Youming also ran to Wang Ping'an's simulation cabin, opened the small observation window on the simulation cabin, and praised the simulation cabin while taking pictures:
"You completed the mission well. You fully let everyone experience the cunningness of pirates."
Because Wang Ping'an had been driving the combat boat at high intensity - the combat boat simulated by the simulator, his fingers were hurting, and his mental state was completely blank, because he had been highly concentrated for nearly ten hours.
He had finished the high-sugar drink that came with his space suit several times and had to temporarily stop the simulation to refill the drink.
In addition, due to heavy sweating, the sweat-absorbent cotton lining of his spacesuit was stained with salt. This was after the recycling system recovered most of the salt and grease.
Seeing that Wang Pingan was silent, Diao Youming patted the shell of the simulation cabin hard: "Wang Pingan, come out and accept everyone's thanks."
As he spoke, he turned to the astronauts who were surrounding him and said, "Don't be stunned, line up, we have to use the most formal etiquette to thank your teacher Wang Ping'an and Wang!"
The astronauts immediately completed the formation, and there were still 20 people - that is, 10 crews per team, lined up neatly.
The last team is missing a crew member, so the team is slightly missing a piece.
After Zhai Shanshan finished organizing his team, he looked at Diao Youming.
Diao Youming made a gesture.
So Zhai Shanshan shouted: "Get ready, one or two!"
"Thank you, Teacher Wang!" Everyone shouted in unison, and then bowed to Wang Ping'an's simulation cabin in unison.
Diao Youming continued to look at the situation in the simulation cabin, and after noticing that Wang Ping'an was still motionless, he winked at Angele.
Angeli pointed at herself, spread her hands, and asked with her mouth: Me?
Diao Youming nodded.
Angele turned to look at Wang Ping'an who was burning out, and was about to speak, but was beaten to the spot.
Wang Ping'an: "I said, you majored in psychology. Am I being bullied by a group?"
Angele breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm so glad you're still the scourge of the king who always talks about cheating."
As she said this, she reached out her hand to help Wang Ping'an.
As a result, as soon as Angeli grabbed Wang Ping'an's arm, the latter shouted: "Wait a minute, damn, I'm cramping...ah~ganじたままに画く..."
Outside, Diao Youming originally wanted to reach out to help him, but seeing how energetic he was, he took his hand back and placed it on the outer shell of the simulation cabin with an expression like "Let's see how much life you have left."
Some of the team members in the formation couldn't help but laugh, and then were stared at by their respective squad leaders.
Angeli was still a professional. As soon as she broke the spacesuit, Wang Ping'an's song stopped.
Wang Ping'an: "It turns out that the best way to deal with cramps is to create a more painful pain that overwhelms the pain of the cramp. I learned it."
"I straightened out your cramped nerves, you bastard. Say thank you!"
Wang Ping'an: "Thank you."
Then Angeli helped Wang Ping'an out, and Diao Youming pointed to the slowly rising rostrum: "Go up and talk about the problems you discovered when you, as a pirate, dealt with the 'enemy' during the encirclement and suppression."
Wang Ping'an frowned: "Instructor, you are too bullying. Although the gravity here is very low, I am almost exhausted and can't jump to the stage now, unless I add a powered exoskeleton to my spacesuit."
Diao Youming looked towards the observation room of the training ground - where the raising and lowering of the rostrum was controlled.
So the rostrum that had just been raised came down again.
Wang Ping'an looked at Diao Youming: "Are you serious? Let me go up and talk nonsense, okay? Won't this lead to a lot of thorns like me in our army?"
Diao Youming shook his head: "You have a very clear self-positioning, and you are very clear about your shortcomings, but you just don't change it, right? Don't worry, I have a doctorate in clinical psychology. It's okay if I ask you to talk about it. This is right.
You are good for our entire army."
Wang Ping'an said "Oh": "Okay, then I'll go up and talk nonsense. Don't go back on your word."
As he spoke, he put on a bulky spacesuit and limped to the podium with the support of Angeli, who was also wearing a bulky spacesuit.
The rostrum rose again, and Wang Ping'an looked around at the detachment members lined up.
"Tell me about it!" he said.
The people below stood at attention habitually. As the captain, Zhai Dengshan had a good relationship with Wang Ping'an, so he was looking forward to the show, but he didn't react and was stunned by everyone's action of standing at attention.
Wang Ping'an did not hold on to Zhai Shanshan's mistake, but directly gave the command "Take a break".
"Well, I actually don't remember much. You can just go back and study the battle records yourself."
There is a lack of combat data in actual combat, because the recording equipment is either a surviving aircraft or an escaped black box on the wreckage of an enemy aircraft. The combat records recovered through these will lack many "key frames".
But the simulated battle conducted by the simulator is different. The entire process is recorded by the computer. It is clear at a glance when and where the two sides are, the direction of movement, and the acceleration.
The effects of some prize-winning attacks, such as the electromagnetic gun's blind fire, are all recorded in detail.
Therefore, even veterans with a lot of actual combat experience still need to conduct simulated battles from time to time, read battle records to learn lessons, or develop new tactics.
After Wang Ping'an said this, several people below started shouting: "Nonsense, we will do this without you asking!"
Wang Ping'an spread his hands: "I can't help it. I was forced to give you advice. I don't know why I came to give advice. After all, I lost everything.
"The most I killed was four in a row. In fact, I might have won that one. I originally wanted to make a ballad like in "No One Survived" and kill you one by one in the way predicted in the ballad..."
While Wang Ping'an was talking, Diao Youming interrupted: "Pirates sometimes have this kind of obsession. Many of them have lived in outer space for a long time, and their mental health has long been ruined.
"They can even fly those old-fashioned fission reactor spaceships. Yes, they are the kind of old aircraft that should be in museums, but if you underestimate them, you will definitely suffer."
Wang Ping'an: "You say it or I say it?"
"I am your instructor and superior after all. Can you show me some respect? At least pretend to be in awe of my rank."
"Instructors are easy to talk to. If you were the commander, I wouldn't dare to do this." Wang Ping'an said.
Several people who had spent time with him in flight school had expressions like "I didn't know you wouldn't dare."
Diao Youming: "Go on."
Wang Ping'an nodded: "Well, I'll continue then. The first team to come up, um... is Abdul's team. A few of you are obviously not familiar with the battlefield, and you don't even know the location of the explosives.
, two of the people I killed were affected by the chain explosion and then suffered disaster.
"Parabas's team is too upright, don't really use Jack Churchill's tactics..."
...Wang Pingan continued to comment one by one without anyone interrupting.
Diao Youming stood aside and watched this scene, slightly curling the corners of his mouth.