Chapter 8: Failure
Exhaustion, headaches, dizziness, and several negative reactions came to Fengyu at the same time, making it difficult for him to concentrate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This is not the first time this has happened, as he had practiced pilot mode in the simulator before, and thirty minutes of high-intensity combat was the limit of his energy. Today's simulated actual combat assessment has been about 30 minutes now, and the intensity of the battle is much higher than in the past, and there is almost no rest in between.
Feng Yu was already very tired, but the G-force generated by the high mobility in the atmosphere was still tormenting him, and the rapid fall caused the brain to be ischemia, making it even more difficult for him to maintain a good condition.
"This is the pilot's assessment, young man." Outside the simulated cabin, Zou Ji muttered to himself, "Four high-intensity battles in a row, although the time is very short, they cover all aspects, and in the end, it depends on whether your energy can support it." ”
According to Zou Ji's many years of experience as a pilot instructor, there are very few prospective pilots who have enough energy to support all four assessments, accounting for less than 20% of the number of pilots. The vast majority of people will lose in the fourth ground battle due to lack of energy, and the difference is only a matter of time. According to the analysis of the system data and his experience, the wind in the simulation cabin has reached its limit at this time.
As he expected, although Feng Yu was still struggling to dodge the artillery fire from the ground at this time, he no longer relied on rational judgment, but completely based on intuition and the subconscious reaction of his body.
Compared to the physical discomfort caused by the g-force, the head is the most uncomfortable. Lack of energy but unwilling to give up, strong to endure the tearing headache, Feng Yu's eyes have lost focus, the pictures displayed on each screen in the cockpit are directly transmitted to the right brain through vision, not through the analysis of the rational thinking of the left brain, but through the perceptual graphic thinking, feedback to the limbs.
It stands to reason that mobile suit driving is a rational/behavioral that requires a lot of analysis and calculation on the left side of the brain. The right brain is in charge of sensibility, controls the five senses of instinct, is good at art, and controls people's emotions, which can be said to be incompatible with combat.
But now Fengyu has strangely entered the strange state of the right brain dominating the battle, the ground artillery network is like a dynamic picture, and what the right brain does is to rely on visual instinct to control body movements, and manipulate MA to move to the blank space of the picture.
At this moment, MA's movement is suddenly full of rhythm and beauty, jumping and spinning as it falls in the middle layer with an average thickness of 35 kilometers, like a light foxtrot.
Outside the simulated cabin, it was naturally impossible for Captain Zou Ji to know what was going on in Fengyu's brain at this moment. The simulator doesn't have brainwave detection, and there's no need to have it, who cares what the pilot-to-be is thinking, as long as they're skilled. So he was a little puzzled by Fengyu's performance, compared to the rush just now, MA's performance at this time was unusually smooth, and it also had an intoxicating beauty.
"Could it be ......" An idea suddenly popped up in Zou Ji's mind.
In the simulation cabin, Feng Yu's left brain has entered a dormant state, and only the severe tearing pain caused by the separation of the cerebral cortex from the skull caused by the overall dehydration and contraction of the brain after excessive brain fatigue is still stimulating the right brain, which is in charge of the five senses. He didn't even realize what he was doing, and he was completely free to play with his right brain. In a few moments, under his control, the MA smoothly passed through the mesosphere and descended into the stratosphere.
The stratosphere, also known as the stratosphere, is slightly thicker than the mesosphere, an area between 10 and 50 kilometers above the surface, with different temperatures layer by layer, but slightly higher than the mesosphere, and the biggest difference with the mesosphere is that the air density is higher, and there is a stable air flow and a fixed direction of wind. The upper part of the stratosphere is an easterly wind belt, and the lower part is a westerly belt.
When the MA enters this layer, the air resistance increases, the falling speed drops sharply, and the temperature of the shell rises again, and the CJ coating comes into play again. At this time, the body's previous damage to the ionosphere shows its drawbacks. The high temperature generated by friction is slowly transmitted through the holes in the CJ coating, causing the temperature in the cockpit to rise slowly.
In addition to not actually killing the pilot, the simulation cabin usually feeds back the real state of the mobile suit as intuitively as possible. As a result, the temperature in the simulation chamber has quietly risen to 40 degrees Celsius, exceeding the normal body temperature of the human body.
Feng Yu naturally felt the heat, but unfortunately his left brain was already dormant for self-protection, and the right brain only felt the heat, but he didn't know how to make rational judgments, and continued to control the MA to avoid artillery fire.
High temperature will cause a large loss of physical strength, plus the high-speed movement in the atmosphere, the G force generated by the change of direction will also consume physical strength, bringing a burden to the body, so at this time, Fengyu's physical decline has exceeded the mental fatigue, and it has reached the point of overdraft, but the right brain will not make rational judgments.
After a while, his sweat rained down and even wet the ground in the simulation cabin. Following the dehydration of the brain, his body was also severely dehydrated. Finally, when MA enters the troposphere at the very bottom of the atmosphere, the body's self-protection mechanism comes into play, and Fengyu faints.
At this time, the MA was less than 10 kilometers from the ground, and the unmanned mobile suit was instantly shot down by ground artillery fire.
The pilot failed to test the ground combat!
At the same time, Captain Zou Ji also received an alarm from the simulation cabin, and the personnel in the cabin fainted, their vital signs declined, and they urgently needed treatment.
This kind of thing has not happened in the past, and Zou Ji immediately activated the emergency plan and recruited the medical team of the base.
The medical team quickly arrived at the scene, and the attending physician did a simple examination of Fengyu, then nodded to Zou Ji, indicating that the problem was not big.
Zou Ji didn't worry about anything, but whispered, "Give him a comprehensive examination, especially brain waves." ”
The attending physician's eyes lit up, and he responded to the captain's look full of special meaning, obviously understanding what Zou Ji meant.
Compared with the content that these two cared about, the other prospective pilots waiting for the assessment were more concerned about the assessment itself, and they all looked at Zou Ji anxiously, wanting to know something. And Shirley, who has become closer and closer to Fengyu recently, is more concerned about his physical condition, and only when she sees the relaxed expression on the attending physician's face can she settle down.
When the medical team took Fengyu away, everyone finally couldn't help but ask.
"What's wrong with Fengyu?"
"Are his assessment results valid?"
"Did he pass?"
Zou Ji stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then spoke, "Don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon of physical strength and energy overdraft, and it will be fine after a few days of rest." Fengyu's grades are not bad, and he has passed the pilot assessment. ”
Next, the assessment of the others continued, and it did not stop because of Fengyu's problems, and the final result was that the four people were unqualified. Two of them are completely unable to adapt to the complex close-quarters operation of humanoid mobile suits, and the other two are judged to be unsuitable for high-cost mobile suits with poor theoretical knowledge. The four will be transferred to non-commissioned officer leadership training, while the remaining nine will begin the second phase of training according to their individual characteristics.
Non-commissioned officer leadership training is not conducted in the "Right Eye of Tianjing", and the four eliminated will leave the fortress. Except for Feng Yu, who was still undergoing recovery treatment, the other eight people spontaneously went to the fortress airport to see them off.
From now on, we will be two different classes of people. On one side is the driver of the cannon fodder unit, although he is nominally a non-commissioned officer, but in essence he cannot get out of the soldier class. On the other side is the high-end combat force of the Space Force, as long as they complete the second stage of training, they will be awarded the rank of warrant officer, and they will become an officer class.
The four who were about to leave were a little depressed, and every Iron Ball pilot dreamed of one day becoming a humanoid mobile suit pilot, especially since they were so close to this step. Failure is not to blame others, which makes them even more uncomfortable. Looking at the comrades-in-arms who used to get along day and night for a month are now pilots, but they are losers, this contrast is the most shocking.
The other eight didn't know how to comfort them, so they silently walked all the way to the airport and watched the four of them board a high-speed ship.
At this time, Kubanoi suddenly shouted, "For New Asia!" For Jikyo! We'll keep fighting! We will always be brothers! ”
This sentence instantly dispelled the oppressive atmosphere, and the 12 people present, whether they were pilots or non-commissioned officers, were all participants in the Battle of Taiya, witnessing the tragedy of that battle, witnessing the blood of their comrades, and witnessing the humiliating defeat.
"For New Asia! For Jikyo! We'll keep fighting! We will always be brothers! Outside the door of the high-speed ship, the four eliminators rekindled their fighting spirit and shouted in unison.
Compared with the failure of the pilot assessment, the battle of Taiya WH is the eternal pain in their hearts, and every original iron ball pilot has at least two or more teammates killed in the battle. That kind of humiliation is by no means comparable to the failure of the pilot's assessment, as long as they are still in the establishment of the Space Force, it doesn't matter whether they are iron ball pilots or humanoid mobile suit pilots, they are still comrades, they can continue to fight with the UAC Federal Army, and they can continue to fight for a common dream.
Seeing that the morale of the defeated comrades-in-arms had recovered, everyone was very happy, and they shouted slogans regardless of the side eyes of others.
"Zou Ji, these pilots are very combative." Inside the fortress bridge, a middle-aged soldier dressed in the uniform of a major general of the Space Force stood with his hands behind his back in front of a surveillance screen showing images of the airport.
Zou Ji stood behind him and looked at the group of new pilots in the picture together, "Yes, they are all young men who have experienced the failure of Taiya WH together, and they have a cohesion that their predecessors did not have." ”
The Major General nodded, "That's right, if there's one thing that Taiya's defeat has brought us, it's these elites who have experienced hardship and humiliation. They will become a valuable asset to the Space Force, bringing the spirit of not admitting defeat and the indomitable will to other units. ”
"General, why disband the expeditionary force? The defeat in this battle was actually due to the lack of intelligence work, and Lieutenant General Li Rui's decision was not wrong. Zou Ji couldn't help but ask.
The rear admiral no longer looked at the surveillance screen, but turned to stare at him, "We have lost an entire fleet of troops, and the gap in strength with the UAC Federation Army has widened, and someone must be responsible for the defeat." Moreover, it is already a little impractical to talk about the counterattack on Dijing at this time, and our forces can only be turned to defense now, and we can ensure that DT3 is not lost, and there is no need for the expeditionary force to exist. Our current policy toward the UAC Federation Army is to focus on defense, supplemented by attack and harassment. It is precisely for this reason that the military department asked me to set out to set out to form a mobile army. Okay, that's all for today, let's disband. ”
"Understood, General. I will definitely train a group of excellent pilots for the Mobile Army! Zou Ji gave a military salute and then exited the bridge.
On the surveillance screen behind the rear admiral, a high-speed ship carrying the four unsuccessful non-commissioned officers gradually moved away.