"The pre-coordinates are 141 degrees 1 minute 41.857 seconds east longitude, 37 degrees 25 minutes 13.900 seconds north latitude, the warhead code ZDZY34, and the trigger depth is 137 meters!"

The operator in the command car announced the coordinates on the folder in the loudest voice, and then turned to the lieutenant colonel:

"Dongfeng 15 is ready! Please instruct! ”

The lieutenant colonel solemnly took the folder and opened it and examined it slowly, in fact, he had read the same text countless times in these days, and that coordinate had been firmly memorized.

But he still opened the tactical tablet according to the procedural principle and pressed the intercom:

"Dragon Palace, the flag bearer is in place, please confirm the coordinates!"

"Dragon Palace received, east longitude 141 degrees 1 minute 41.857 seconds, north latitude 37 degrees 25 minutes 13.900 seconds, please check again, I don't know immediately report!"

"Yes!"

The lieutenant colonel's gaze swept over the numbers, then mentally memorized them again, and finally moved his gaze to the coordinates that had been entered on the console but had not yet been confirmed.

"The check is complete, the target is confirmed, please instruct!"

"As planned."

"The flag bearer understands!"

The lieutenant colonel closed the folder with a "snap" and solemnly returned it to the operator.

"The coordinates are confirmed, please continue to prepare for launch!"

"Yes!"

The operator, who couldn't wait for a long time, pressed the confirmation button hard, in fact, this coordinate had already been pre-stored in the missile's computer, and now it was just a formal choice.

A dotted line trajectory from the Mudanjiang River to the First Nuclear Power Plant appeared on the screen of the console, which would be the path over which the DF-15C flew.

The lieutenant colonel glanced down at the time, it was 10:59, and there were 40 minutes left before launch.

The DF-15C is a two-stage solid rocket that does not require temporary refueling before launch like previous liquid rockets, which means that all their attention is then waiting for the launch.

All he wants now is to stop coming from the radio so that he can launch the rocket as planned.

There was a terrible silence in the command vehicle, everyone was motionless at their posts, and the personnel next to the launch vehicle had long since been withdrawn, and everyone was silently counting the time in their hearts.

The launch time is 11:40 a.m., and it takes about 10 minutes to reach the destination.

During this period, there were quite a lot of satellites over the western Pacific that could provide navigation, and in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, the central government even mobilized two fast boat rockets three days in advance to launch two small satellites into a 200-kilometer low orbit.

This was definitely the longest forty minutes a lieutenant colonel had ever sprought, and the last time I had this feeling was when I was in the recruit company, when I couldn't pull the horizontal bar and was tied to it by the squad leader.

At 11:29, there was still no sound on the radio.

The lieutenant colonel believed that the General Command did not want to hear any more variables, and in his imagination there was a group of people standing nervously in front of the electronic map, their eyes firmly fixed on the red-marked location.

The inside of the command car was surprisingly quiet, he could clearly hear the hum of the generator working, the howling of the electric current passing through the capacitors, the sound of breathing at different frequencies, and the pounding heart that was pounding violently in the chest.

The second before the second hand crossed the middle, he took a deep breath, glared at the operator who was also staring at him, and the eyes were already on fire, and shouted with all his might:

"Launch-Ready!"

The operator pressed his legs together and the boots made a crisp sound when they collided.

"Yes!!"

The operator quickly pressed the button on the console with the memory he had practiced countless times, and finally took the microphone with his left hand and put it next to his ear, and with his right hand pointed the stopwatch directly to him, staring coldly at the beating numbers on it.

Once again, only ambient noise and breathing remained in the command car, and everyone stood still like machines.

11:39:00, 11:39:10, 11:39:20......

At 11:39:40, the operator speaks at the moment of the digital jump:

"Attention units, land target points ...... Five, four, three, two, one, put! ”

The countdown to zero, the bottom of the rocket that had already been erected released a large amount of gas, and then quickly expanded, blowing the surrounding dust up, forming a white mist mixed with brown.

In fact, the rocket computer entered the launch program an hour ago, and as long as the manual does not terminate it, it will be launched on time.

The ignited solid engine reached its maximum thrust in a second, propelling the rocket rapidly up the vertical slide, and then immediately turned around and began to accelerate in the tangential direction of the Earth's rotation.

The special mission Dongfeng 15C rose at a rate much greater than that of conventional rockets, and it only took a few seconds to pass through the clouds with the sound of "boom" and become a shining star in the clear sky.

……

"Target captured!"

"Two holes in azimuth, estimated time 689 seconds, correction 4."

"Level 1 detachment!"

More than ten seconds after the launch of the DF-15C, it appeared in the radar field of view of Yuanwang-7, and on the display map in the center of its console, a small dot with flickering breath was slowly moving along the dotted line.

The DF-15C flew at a distance of 1,190 kilometers, which is still a lot of margin from its maximum range.

So in order to be able to enhance its ground-penetrating strike capabilities, its warhead mass is almost at its limit, and the launch height is increased from 150 km to 200 km, the descent process alone takes 195 seconds, and the maximum terminal velocity exceeds Mach 5.

It's not that the speed can't be faster, but because the ground-penetrating bomb pursues ultra-high-precision strikes, and if the speed is too fast, there is no time to correct the trajectory, and the difficulty of correction also increases exponentially.

Even Mach 5 is actually quite difficult to control, as long as this speed is a little offset at high altitude, it may be an error of more than ten meters when it falls to the ground.

There is a limit to the accuracy control of ballistic missiles, and it is extremely difficult to control from 100 meters to 10 meters.

However, the positioning conditions for this launch are extremely sufficient, a large number of beacons have already been laid on the ground, there is a complete satellite network in the sky, and there is Yuanwang-7 at sea to provide correction data in real time, and most people are still confident enough.

Lin Ju had been looking at the sky in the direction of land from the bridge from the moment of launch, and the sun had completely risen at this time, and he was a little unable to open his eyes after just watching it for a few seconds.

A few hundred meters away from Yuanwang 7, the side of a patrolling 052C was also full of sailors, apparently also aware of the launch.

As for the view of the cruise ship full of tourists, they were all blocked in a certain area and could not get close to the Yuanwang 7.

"If I were the commander of the Pacific Fleet, I would definitely take the opportunity to use the Dongfeng 15C as an imaginary enemy to conduct interception exercises, this kind of opportunity is too rare."

I don't know when Zhang Zheng appeared on the bridge, and his eyes were facing forward when he spoke.

Lin Ju: "Hmm...... So our warships are doing the same? ”

“……”

(End of chapter)