Doomsday Bunker Upgrade

Behind the defense line, a helicopter is preparing to land on the landing platform of the mobile base.

"Hurry up! Where's the stretcher? The wounded has a lacerated left chest and should be sent to the operating room immediately!" As the helicopter landed, the medical staff who had already prepared rushed up, pushed the stretcher to the door of the cabin, and after transferring the wounded out, Immediately rushed to the side elevator and sent the wounded to the operating room immediately.

The helicopter on the takeoff and landing platform also turned off the engine, and with the assistance of the ground crew, retracted the propeller, and was pushed into the hangar for resupply and maintenance.

At the same time, another helicopter that had completed preparations was pushed out. After the pilot completed the inspection, he obtained the permission of the control tower and took off quickly.

Wang Jiang got off the plane with his helmet in his hand, greeted his co-pilot, and said to the ground crew beside him: "There was a strange noise in the left air inlet when I came back just now, maybe something has entered it. , please check."

"Understood, when is your next flight?" the maintenance staff wrote down Wang Jiang's words, and asked again.

If Wang Jiang's next shift is tight, then the maintenance needs to be stepped up. He can only do some simple maintenance to ensure that the plane can continue to fly.

But if there is more time for the next shift, the ground crew can check the plane, troubleshoot some faults, replace worn parts, and make the plane in better condition.

"Old Li, when is our next flight?" Wang Jiang couldn't remember for a while, and asked the co-pilot beside him.

"Six hours later, so you still have time to eat something and take a nap." The co-pilot named Lao Li also took off his helmet at this time, under the light in the hangar, his face was full of exhaustion : "I can't bear it any longer. Go to sleep first, and then go to the cafeteria to get some food to eat on the plane when we depart."

"Okay, then you go to rest first." Wang Jiang nodded to Lao Li, and then turned to the ground crew: "The flight will take six hours, so can you fix it?"

"It's hard to say. If it's just the air intake, it should be enough to replace the filter element. It can be done in about two hours, but it's hard to say how long it will take if it's other problems." The officer shook his head, not daring to make a guarantee, but he still said to Wang Jiang: "But don't worry, after six hours, just make sure your plane can fly."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you!" After Wang Jiang finished speaking, he walked towards the stairs beside him.

There used to be elevators leading to other decks in the hangar, but now the elevators are all transporting the wounded. Naturally, there is no need for Wang Jiang to grab the elevator with the wounded, which will delay their treatment time, and it will take only a few minutes to walk the stairs.

Going down the stairs inside the mobile base, to the floor where the cafeteria is located, Wang Jiang glanced at the other pilots who were eating in the cafeteria, and then walked towards the window for cooking.

Because it's not time for meals, the people who come to eat are basically the pilots who have just returned.

"Master, what else is there to eat?" Wang Jiang asked the master behind the window, and at the same time looked at the dish in front of the master.

"You are lucky today, and you have a scrambled egg with tomatoes, do you want it? The tomatoes and eggs are fresh, and they were shipped here today." The chef who was cooking took a look at the flight suit that Wang Jiang had not had time to change, and smiled. He introduced to him: "There are also fried cabbage, protein meat and baked potatoes, see what you want to eat?"

"Have you got scrambled eggs with tomatoes? Let's have some! Then, I'll get some white meat and baked potatoes, and some fried cabbage." Hearing that there were fresh scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Wang Jiang couldn't help but get excited.

Although the treatment of pilots has always been the best, even in times of war they can get the best material support, but under the overall shortage of materials, even if the mobile base is responsible for both field medical care and the airport, the material supply It has always been guaranteed, but it is inevitable that there will be a tight supply situation.

Even a pilot like Wang Jiang cannot guarantee that he can eat fresh vegetables and eggs every day.

In fact, the materials sent from the rear are delivered every three days, and there are not always fresh vegetables and eggs. It can be said that the fresh vegetables delivered on the same day can only be eaten every few days.

However, Wang Jiang didn't think there was anything wrong with this point. Now that the supply of supplies is tight, it is good to be able to eat enough.

Thinking back to his grandfather's generation, during the war, fried noodles in the air-raid shelter were snowy, and if there was an apple, they had to eat it together. Now they can sit in the restaurant and eat delicious meals without worrying about fighting hungry. Very good.

And in addition to these dishes, the restaurant also has food such as bread, compressed biscuits, and emergency food. Although the taste may be a bit worse, it can still guarantee nutrition and energy.

This made Wang Jiang very satisfied.

After eating, he went to the canteen master to get two breads and two packs of compressed biscuits, and Wang Jiang took these back to the cabin assigned to him and Lao Li.

Putting the bread and compressed biscuits brought back on the table, Wang Jiang glanced at Lao Li who was already asleep. Wang Jiang also shook his head, took off his flight suit, and lay down on the bed.

But he didn't go to bed right away, but took out a small notebook and pen, planning to write a diary.

Originally, Wang Jiang did not have the habit of keeping a diary, but since the beginning of the war, he was transferred to the mobile base, and he has seen too many things beyond his cognition and imagination, and Wang Jiang gradually had the idea of ​​wanting to write something.

Especially when the wounded were transported back from the defense line to receive treatment every day, Wang Jiang was very touched when he saw the fighting of his comrades in front and the lives lost one by one.

He recorded what he saw and heard and his inner thoughts every day, lest these emotions be suppressed in his heart and affect his execution of tasks.

Just writing and writing, unconsciously, a small book is almost finished.

"War!" Wang Jiang sighed, finished writing today's diary, then put away the small notebook, closed his eyes and planned to sleep.

As pilots, their tasks are very tight. They need to go back and forth to the front line every day, and transport the seriously injured to the mobile base for treatment. The daily flight tasks are quite full.

If it weren't for aircraft maintenance, pilots need enough time to rest, and they wouldn't be able to set aside six hours between missions.

Therefore, Wang Jiang must seize the six hours now to catch up on sleep and restore energy and strength to cope with the next task.