"Do you hear that?"

"I heard it! There was a three-second difference in reaction time!"

"I really didn't expect that our radar looks bigger, but this reaction speed is not slow!"

As soon as the on-site commander's briefing on the reaction time of the two radars was finished, many military cadres sitting on the observation platform were shocked at first, but then similar discussions resounded on the observation platform, and a happy smile filled the face of every army cadre.

However, when put on the radar, it reflects much more information, such as the advanced nature of the hardware equipment, the performance of the computer, the excellence of the radar design system, the integration between the various systems, and the training level of the radar operators.

Because of this, the military cadres who observed the scene were all overjoyed, and the members of the artillery radar development team sitting in the front row were the same, and everyone showed a happy smile on their faces, but Liu Haotian and Lu Jiadong, the leaders of the entire artillery radar development leading group, were extremely cautious and calm about this, because they knew that the short difference of three seconds could not explain anything, in Lu Jiadong's words:

"There are many factors that affect the reaction speed of artillery radar, and only from the perspective of reaction time, it is not enough to represent the comprehensive performance of the radar!"

The same words were also said lightly in the mouth of Anderson, who was sitting in the middle of the British observation area not far from Lu Jiadong and the others, you must know that when the result of the three-second difference was just reported, the Britons present couldn't help but be shocked, and the originally relaxed smile instantly froze on their miserable white faces, because they didn't expect that China's seemingly bulky guy would react so quickly.

However, in any case, the British personnel who were able to observe the area were either technical engineers of artillery radars or senior experts in this field, and because of this, they naturally knew that a single piece of data could not explain the problem at all. So I couldn't help nodding my head frequently in agreement with Anderson's words, but at this time, Brown, who was sitting next to Anderson, couldn't help frowning a few times, and said to Anderson worriedly:

"My dear friend, judging by this result. The response of the Chinese artillery radar is not slow, it seems that "

"Humph!" Before Brown could finish speaking, Anderson snorted coldly, and then took a soft puff of his cigar, exhaling light smoke rings. The haughty eyes skimmed towards the radar position of the British side in the distance, and a relaxed and indifferent smile appeared on his face:

"The Chinese's artillery radar is better than we expected, but my dear Mr. Brown, I think you also know that in some cases, high-intensity training can make up for the lack of equipment, the Chinese are lagging behind, but it is undeniable that they are still very diligent!"

"What you're talking about is exactly what I'm worried about!" Anderson said when Brown picked up the conversation with a slightly worried look:

"Since the Chinese side is likely to work on personnel training. Then should we replace George and send more familiar radar operators up!"

"No! no!" As soon as Brown finished speaking, Anderson waved his hand repeatedly, and then put the cigar to his mouth again, and took two deep breaths, the force of the tobacco made Anderson's expression appear more relaxed and proud, and the tone of his voice was also playfully disdainful:

"What I just said about Chinese diligence is true, but their diligence is not used in the right place, but then again, even if they want to use it in the right place. They also have to have that kind of ingenuity and ingenuity to do it! What's more, the simpler the operation of such high-tech equipment, the better, and it is natural to see at a glance which is superior and inferior compared with the popularization of the public and the need to carry out high-intensity training in a special way; besides, our Mr. George is not weak in this respect, and perhaps it is just a momentary negligence. I think he'll know what he's going to do next!"

"Mr. Anderson is right!"

"George is absolutely fine!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Brown!"

As soon as Anderson's words fell, the surrounding British observers echoed Anderson's words, and a relaxed smile like a vacation was once again filled on their white faces at this time, and Brown may have listened to Anderson's words or was infected by the compatriots around him, and his worried thoughts gradually calmed down a lot, and he barely squeezed out a rather unnatural smile on his face.

Meanwhile. The on-site commander came to the telephone of the artillery position again, and when Anderson saw this, he took the cigar cigarette from his mouth, and a confident and shrewd light flashed in his blue eyes, and whispered to Brown:

"Look! The real battle has just begun!"

As soon as Anderson's voice fell, the on-site commander picked up the telephone on the command platform again, and the people present, whether it was many observers on the observation platform or the on-site testers, all held their breath, and in the blink of an eye, a series of shooting orders issued by the on-site commander through the loudspeaker immediately sounded in everyone's ears:

After the order "No. 1 position, No. 4 gun position, single shot and single shot, release" After the order was finished, the on-site commander paused for a few seconds, and then his loud command sounded again:

"Position No. 4, gun position No. 6, single shot and single shot, put"

After repeating this several times, the five orders turned into rapid radio waves and rushed to the artillery position several kilometers away, and the personnel observing the scene could not help but become nervous again after hearing these five shooting commands.

Although there is an interval between the firing of artillery, there is only one shell in the air at a time, but even so, the firing of five shells in a row is still a great test of the radar's ability to detect and solve, if the radar systems are not up to standard, or if a certain system is defective, not to mention the accurate determination of the position, just to cope with the continuous launch of the shells, it may exceed the calculation load of the radar, so that it leads to the danger of downtime.

Because of this, after hearing these orders, the expressions on their faces became solemn again, Liu Haotian and Tan Bin frowned, and even Lu Jiadong, who was relaxed just now, couldn't help but put his arm on the table in front of him at this time, and his firm eyes looked at the high ground in the distance for a moment.

The new artillery reconnaissance and calibration radar whose antennas are constantly rotating and adjusting, and at this moment, Anderson, who is not far from Lu Jiadong, is also looking at his radar position with a telescope, just unlike the overflowing nervousness of the Chinese personnel, Anderson's face always has a relaxed and confident smile.

You must know that from his heart, this target positioning test order is too timely, it is not too much to say that it is sleepy and pillow, because one of the most important core performance indicators of the "Simberlin" artillery radar is high-precision target positioning, and this is also the world-renowned skill of this radar to surpass the opponent, because of this, when he saw the nervous and worried looks of the senior officers around him, Anderson's mind couldn't help but flash Shakespeare's famous play "Hamlet" Then his thin lips opened slightly, and he muttered in a sarcastic and disdainful tone:

"To live or to perish, is it still a question?"

"It seems that this is not a problem at all!" Anderson's question was not answered on the observation platform, but in the cabin of the Chinese artillery radar, which was still far away from him, Zhong Xiaomo, who was staring at the radar screen, and the person he answered was not Anderson, but Song Xiaoxu next to him.

Looking at the flashes of light one after another on the radar screen, the radar console did not make a sound of "beep~~", and the monitoring screen that monitored the operation of the radar flickered non-stop, proving that the radar work had reached a peak, so Song Xiaoxu couldn't help but ask worriedly, but Zhong Xiaomo did not answer at first, but looked up to check the operation of the radar, and then answered this sentence categorically.

After listening to Zhong Xiaomo's words, coupled with the self-confidence established after winning the radar reaction time competition just now, Song Xiaoxu's face finally cleared the clouds and saw a sunny day, revealing a bright smile:

"Looks like we're going to dump the British again this time!"

"The results haven't come out yet, you know everything, right?" Zhong Xiaomo replied with a smile, then stared at the light that flashed again, pressed the green button on the left, and then hurriedly said:

"Report it quickly, or you will really let the British take the lead!"

"Don't worry, teacher, I, Song Xiaoxu, am slow at everything, so I'm not slow!" After speaking, Song Xiaoxu grabbed the phone next to him, stared at the series of shell operation data that had been calculated on the screen in front of him, and reported loudly:

"No. 1 shell, 8970 from east to west, 7854 from north to south, height 50, gun emplacement distance 8 km, model 82 artillery gun, circumference 15 meters"

Song Xiaoxu's voice was reported loudly throughout the audience through the loudspeaker on the observation platform, but the British speaker on the other side could not hear a sound for a long time. )