With the order of the on-site commander, the artillery radars set up by China and Britain on two high ground began to start, and the two antennas of different shapes deflected almost simultaneously in the general direction of the incoming artillery shells in the radio command, but although the two radars received orders at the same time, the slightly huge size and huge fan antenna of China's new artillery radar were still a few points slower than the small and flexible "Simberlin" radar in Britain not far away, which was only more than one person tall.

In addition, this radar itself is a trial test product, and not much work has been put into workmanship and painting, so that China's radar, which looks similar to a metal frame, is even more cumbersome and simple compared with the British dark green "Simberlin" artillery reconnaissance and school firing radar.

Seeing this situation, many Chinese officers sitting on the observation platform all twisted their sword eyebrows into a lump, some shook their heads helplessly, some sighed incessantly, but more of them gathered in groups of two or three, and discussed in groups of three or five:

"Lao Gao, do you think our radar is too bulky?" A military cadre over half a hundred years old in a neat Type 65 military uniform lowered his head and whispered to the soldier with cross-framed glasses beside him, and the soldier named Lao Gao pushed the cross-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then nodded with a calm face:

"Yes, don't look at our radar integrated on a truck, but the whole structure looks like there is still a big gap compared to the British radar!"

As he spoke, the soldier named Lao Gao couldn't help but look back at the army cadre behind him who looked older, and asked in a low voice:

"Lao Wang, you have been a radar soldier, what do you think?"

"What do I think?" Lao Wang repeated, and then a helpless look flashed on his face, and he sighed softly in his thick Jiangnan accent: "I can only say that we are far behind other developed countries in terms of radar technology!"

Similar words kept ringing on the observation platform, and for a while, the sound of squirming and discussion came and went one after another on the entire observation platform, and such words naturally reached the ears of the members of the artillery radar development team who were seated in the front row. made their original worries even worse, and even Liu Haotian, who disagreed with this, had to lock his brows at this time, and his face was tightened without saying a word, and the unwillingness between his eyebrows could be described as overflowing.

However, this silent contest of radio waves made him, an old revolutionary who was accustomed to guns and ammunition, have a desire for it, but there is nowhere to show it. Anxious and helpless, he could only squeeze the hands on his knees tightly into two hammer-like fists, Tan Bin, who was sitting next to him, saw Liu Haotian's appearance, and thought about opening his mouth to comfort this old comrade-in-arms,

The words of persuasion have just come to his mouth, and he has not yet been able to say them. There was a burst of unbridled laughter in his ears, Tan Bin couldn't help but follow the prestige, only to see several Britons close at hand pointing to the two radars on the high ground in the distance talking and laughing, looking at their disdainful expressions and arrogant posture, even if there is no need to interpret and explain, Tan Bin knows that what these Britons said is by no means a good thing.

Seeing this, the sense of honor that had already been integrated into the blood in Tan Bin's body couldn't help but burst out, and the words that had originally persuaded Liu Haotian were swallowed alive, and then Lu Jiadong, who turned his face to his side, asked seriously and seriously:

"Xiao Lu, is our radar good?"

"Let's"

"Your country's radar is very similar to the first-generation artillery radar that is almost obsolete!" without waiting for Lu Jiadong to answer. Brown, who had already learned about Tan Bin's question from the translator's mouth, said aloud with his extremely unnatural arrogant smile:

"However, how can we say it, your country's ability to 'independently develop' such an artillery radar has greatly exceeded our expectations, and it proves that your country's 'progress' in the field of military radar is still obvious!"

Brown said the words "independent development" and "progress" very seriously, the meaning of which is self-evident, plus what Brown said was serious on the surface, but there was disdain and contempt that could not be concealed between the words, so that several Britons sitting next to him all hid their mouths and snickered, and even Anderson, who had a serious expression, showed a proud smile on his face.

Contrary to the British, the Chinese side listened to Brown's words. All of them raised their eyebrows coldly, and Liu Haotian, who was closest to the British side, was even more upside down, his eyes were about to erupt with fire, and his mind was spinning rapidly. Thinking about how to organize the language to refute, but at this moment, Lu Jiadong, who was not far from him, said coldly to Brown:

"Mr. Brown, is this conclusion too early?

Listening to Lu Jiadong's words, Brown's smile couldn't help but stiffen, but he quickly reacted. It's just that he didn't seem to hear Lu Jiadong's words, and he turned a blind eye to himself, as if Lu Jiadong didn't exist at all, but looked at Liu Haotian not far away, and continued to smile and said:

"We understand what Chief Liu means!" said that, two cold streaks shot out of Brown's pale blue eyes, and the tone of his voice became gloomy and meaningful:

"But I still hope you're prepared accordingly!"

"It's a lie to say anything now, and the test results must prevail!" As soon as Brown's voice fell, Liu Haotian opened his mouth to respond, although Liu Haotian's tone was very flat, but the already clenched fist under the table was clenched even tighter, and the force pressed on his knees was much heavier, and Brown did not answer after listening to Liu Haotian's words, but just nodded disdainfully, and the corners of Anderson's mouth, who was sitting next to him, curved a proud arc, cold, Disdain and contempt are even more self-evident, Liu Haotian didn't pay attention to this, but turned his head to ask Lu Jiadong:

"Xiao Lu, is Lao Zhong sure there?"

"Chief, if the chief designer is not sure about the operation, wouldn't it be even more bottomless to be someone else?" Looking at Lu Jiadong's confident and indifferent smile, Liu Haotian's mood calmed down a little, and at this time, the commander in charge of on-site command and coordination picked up the special telephone for contacting the artillery position:

"Position No. 1, target No. 5, single shot, single shot, release"

The order of the on-site commander made everyone stop their previous discussions, and they looked at the radar positions on the two high ground not far away with bated breath, and countless eyes, like countless invisible electromagnetic waves, reflected the Chinese and British artillery radars in front of everyone's eyes, and the atmosphere on the entire observation platform instantly became tense.

At the same time, located in the operating cabin of China's new artillery radar, the tense atmosphere has also reached the extreme, several screens display the data of the radar's various operations, as the key target display on the circular screen, the green scanning line in the screen is constantly doing circular motion, Zhong Xiaomo, who is sitting in front of the target indication console, will open his eyes wide, keep staring at the screen all the time, and his cheeks are crawling with nervous sweat beads.

Song Xiaoxu, who was sitting next to him and was responsible for checking the settlement data and communication contact, was even more than that, at this time he stared at the square target direction indication screen in front of him that flickered frequently, and his left hand tightly grasped the telephone used for communication and communication, and after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but nervously follow Zhong Xiaomo next to him and said:

"Teacher, our radar shouldn't be worse than the British, right?"

After Zhong Xiaomo listened to Song Xiaoxu's words, he didn't answer, just looked at the radar screen in front of him and shook his head slightly, from his heart, he wanted to give a clear and confident answer, but no matter what, Zhong Xiaomo's heart was still full of worries and doubts,

Especially after seeing the delicate appearance of the British "Cymberline" radar, this mood was even more aggravated, in fact, it was not only Zhong Xiaomo, but Song Xiaoxu who was sitting next to him, so when he saw Zhong Xiaomo shaking his head, he couldn't help but sigh.

Hearing the deflated sigh of his student, Zhong Xiaomo's mind couldn't help but think of Lu Jiadong's words after the radar debugging, and after thinking for a while, he spoke:

"Didn't Director Lu say that before the dust settles, everything is possible, Xiao Song, let's settle down and operate well!"

Zhong Xiaomo's words were not only to cheer himself up, but also to boost Song Xiaoxu, and after Song Xiaoxu heard these words, he couldn't help but nodded, thinking about opening his mouth to respond to his teacher, but before he could say anything, Zhong Xiaomo's eyes staring at the screen next to him instantly widened, and he shouted loudly:

"Target found!"

As soon as Zhong Xiaomo's voice fell, he saw a green dot flashing on the edge of the radar screen, and with the rotation of the scanning line, he slowly approached the center of the radar screen from far and near.

"Quick! Report the target parameters!"

As soon as Zhong Xiaomo's words fell, Song Xiaoxu hurriedly grabbed the phone beside him, and said loudly in his nervous and trembling voice:

"East and West 8068, North and South 7546, Elevation 95"

At the same time, the tweeter that had already been accompanied by Song Xiaoxu's trembling voice was played out in front of the entire observation platform, and when the first voice of the Chinese appeared in the loudspeaker, neither China nor Britain present could not help but be shocked, but a few seconds later, pure English sounded in the other speaker, and at this time the response data of two radars had been reported in the hands of the on-site commander, and after the Chinese and British sides reported the target, the tweeter sounded again:

"The reaction time of the Chinese radar is 5 seconds, and the reaction time of the British radar is 8 seconds, a difference of 3 seconds"

Before the on-site commander finished speaking, the entire observation platform was already in an uproar (to be continued. )