"Firefox, keep it confidential. I don't want to make everyone know."

Retracting his gaze and looking at the almost dumbfounded Firefox, the Eagle smiled and said solemnly: "You have top flight talent, full of confidence, and are the best carrier-based aircraft pilot in the squadron. This is very good, but I hope you don't make low-level mistakes of being arrogant and despising your opponent. I don't want to hold a dog card with your name and code name one day, do you understand?"

"I understand...but, I am not the best carrier-based aircraft pilot in the squadron. Haiyu, you are the best and top carrier-based aircraft pilot. It is a terrible habit to always be calm and live a self-disciplined life."

The Firefox nodded seriously, understood the truth about the words of the Sea Eagle and Pierce. Then he thought of the words of the Sea Eagle, and rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "The 49th place in the Red Flag Military Exercise, God, I have not even participated in the Red Flag Military Exercise."

At the end of the conversation, he couldn't help but wail.

His own squadron leader, the Sea Eagle, participated in this year's Red Flag Military Exercises and achieved excellent results in the 49th place!

The 49th place means that the Sea Eagle has entered the top 50 combat sequence, becoming the best among the pilots participating in the Red Flag Military Exercise, and its identity and status have improved a lot.

Pilots who can be selected to participate in the Red Flag Military Exercise are already at the top level, not to mention that they have also achieved excellent results in ranking.

A total of 150 rankings were set up in the Red Flag Military Exercise, one to fifty are the top, fifty to one hundred are the medium sequence, and one to one to one hundred are the end sequence.

The Sea Eagle can serve as the squadron leader of the aircraft carrier battle group flight squadron with the rank of major, and is due to the participation of the 49th place in the Red Flag Military Exercise.

Otherwise, the position of squadron leader of the aircraft carrier battle group would not have fallen on a small major officer.

The Navy stipulates that under normal circumstances, the squadron leader of the aircraft carrier-based aircraft must be a lieutenant colonel flight officer.

What does it mean that you are the best carrier-based aircraft pilot in the Bloodblade Squadron?

Firefox doesn't have that big face, and dares to take on this honor.

You must be self-aware.

"There will be a chance. Every soaring guy in the Red Flag Military Exercise can participate, and you will be selected next year."

The captain Pierce looked at the wailing look of the Firefox, laughed and shook his head, and joked: "Let's go and take me to see your beloved fighter. If it weren't for this mission, I wouldn't have the chance to see this new stealth fighter. Will I have to have afternoon tea later? I treat you, and I asked the kitchen to prepare some snacks, egg tarts, puddings and the like."

"As you wish, the F-35C is a perfectly good aircraft, although it looks a bit fat." The Eagle smiled slightly, and in the face of the invitation of the wing captain Pierce, he happily agreed and gave his evaluation of the F-35C's 'lightning'.

"Then I'll go too. The damn Blue Fox and the others got off the boat. I heard that they were going to meet up with Korean girls. Everyone on the ship was gone, and I was the only one left in the squadron." The Firefox shrugged. As a young man, he was not interested in drinking afternoon tea, but now he is too bored. Instead of being dazed by himself, it's better to go and spend some time.

"Hahaha, I'm old. When I was in Okinawa, I was also a romantic person. Now I'm powerless to those girls, let's go." Hearing the two of them's answers, Pierce laughed heartily.

The three of them walked neither fast nor slow, and they left the No. 1 docking area where the F-18E/F was parked without hesitation, passed through the flight deck landing area, and faced the six F-35C ‘lightning’ in the No. 2 docking area with metal tie-fitting and locking.

At noon, the sun was scorching, and the surrounding temperature rose and it was already hot.

The entire Busan Naval Base port is quiet and peaceful, and most troops are in a state of rest and relaxation.

The southeast direction of the port is twenty-five kilometers away.

The surrounding sea is calm, the sun is shining, and the sea surface is sparkling. It is located in the outer area of ​​the main channel, close to the continental shelf of the peninsula area, and only fishing boats are coming and going around, and the seabed terrain is complex.

In addition, it is only three kilometers away from the South Korean territorial sea border.

Underwater, thirty meters deep.

A big black fish, which was pitch black all over, was hovering in the water, in a powerless state, with a seven-leaf large side oblique propeller at the tail end stationary end, and the Hailong-1 pressurized water reactor inside the hull was at the lowest output power, and the navigation noise was almost reduced to zero.

The 093G attack nuclear submarine of the "Jinling" has sailed through the busy and crowded Korean Strait and quietly came to this sea area through the underwater monitoring system established by the United States, South Korea and Japan in the Korean Strait.

When you get here, you can basically say that you touch the other person's nose.

"Reported to the captain, the boat has arrived at the designated waters and is in a state of no power hovering. The entire boat maintains first-class combat readiness. The passive sonar at the bow shows that there are 23 civilian cargo ships above 10,000 tons within a range of ten nautical miles, 38 suspected fishing boat surface targets with a displacement of about 100 tons, the nearest water target is 15,014 meters, currently 25,081 meters from Busan Port, 25,100 meters from the first reconnaissance target, and 3,081 meters from the South Korean territorial sea border." In the command cabin, Xu Guinian straightened his back and reported a series of navigation information and target data to Captain Lin Anlan. The voice was low and clear.

The cabin was silent, and it seemed a little depressed and nervous.

The operators of each battle are wearing headphones and staring at the screen with no sound. Jiang Yunpeng, a submarine political commissar in blue training uniform, stood on the right side of the main podium, staring at the main screen in front of him with his eyes.

The same was true for Zhou Hai and other accompanying carrier-based pilots. Their eyes gathered on the main screen, held their breath and minimized the noise.

Now, the 093G attack nuclear submarine, which has entered the first-level combat readiness state, is equivalent to the wartime state and cannot tolerate everyone making low-level mistakes.

There is no way, this place is too close to Busan Port, and it is already within the other party's external warning range.

Looking at the precise electronic map and target data presented on the main screen, Lin Anlan nodded, his face remained unchanged, and asked: "The situation reported by the main cabin and reactor."

"Report to the captain, everything is normal for the main cabin, the steam turbine is in a hot engine state and can be started at any time."

"Report the captain, the reactor is normal and at the lowest output power."

In a blink of an eye, with Lin Anlan's order issued, the main cabin combat operator and the nuclear reactor combat operator immediately reported their own situation information for the captain to read.

"The main cabin is maintained, the reactor is maintained."

After obtaining information about the main cabin and reactor reports, confirming the safety of the power system, Lin Anlan issued an order to keep it in shape, and turned to political commissar Jiang Yunpeng: "Old Jiang, how are the frogman prepared?"

"The frogman troops were ready 10 minutes ago and carried portable reconnaissance equipment." Political Commissar Jiang Yunpeng responded immediately without delay.
Chapter completed!