Doomsday Bunker Upgrade Chapter 597: The pilot’s short break

Behind the defense line, a helicopter is preparing to land on the mobile base's take-off and landing platform.

"Hurry up! Where's the stretcher? The wounded has a laceration of his left chest, and he will 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 front of the cabin door, and transported the wounded. After coming out, he immediately pushed the elevator to the side and rushed to send the wounded into the operating room for the first time.

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

At the same time, another helicopter that had been prepared was pushed out. After the pilot checked it, he got permission from the tower and took off quickly.

Wang Jiang carried his helmet, got off the plane, said hello to his co-pilot, and said to the ground crew: "There was an abnormal noise in the left air intake when I came back just now, it may be I've got something in, please check it out."

"Understood, when will your next flight take off?" The maintenance staff wrote down Wang Jiang's words and asked again.

If Wang Jiang's next shift is tight, then maintenance needs to be stepped up, and only some simple maintenance can be done 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 aircraft, troubleshoot some faults, replace worn parts, and make the aircraft in better condition.

"Old Li, when will we fly next?" Wang Jiang couldn't remember 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, and under the lights in the hangar, his face Full of exhaustion: "I can't bear it anymore. I'll go to sleep first, and then go to the cafeteria to get some food to eat on the plane when I leave."

"Okay, then you can go to rest first." Wang Jiang nodded to Lao Li, then turned to the ground staff: "Flying in six hours, so can it be done?"

"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 if it's other faults, it's hard to say how long it will take. ." The ground crew shook his head and did not dare to make a guarantee, but he still said to Wang Jiang: "But don't worry, after six hours, you can guarantee that 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 are elevators in the hangar that lead to other decks, but now all the elevators are transporting the wounded. Naturally, Wang Jiang doesn't have to go to grab the elevator with the wounded, delaying their treatment time, and taking the stairs will not take a few minutes.

Going down the stairs inside the mobile base to the floor where the canteen is located, Wang Jiang glanced at the other pilots who were eating in the canteen, and then walked to the window where the meal was served.

Because it's not lunch time, 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 he looked at the vegetable plate 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 shipped today." The chef who beat the vegetables glanced at the flight that Wang Jiang had not had time to replace. After serving, he introduced to him with a smile: "There are also fried cabbage, egg white meat and baked potatoes. What do you want to eat?"

"Have tomato scrambled eggs? Let's have one! Then I'll have some egg whites and roasted potatoes, as well as some fried cabbage." Hearing that there were fresh tomato scrambled eggs, Wang Jiang couldn't help but get excited.

Although the treatment of pilots has always been the best, and they can get the best material support even during the war, under the overall lack of materials, even the mobile base is responsible for both field medical and airport responsibilities. , the supply of materials has always been guaranteed, but there is still an inevitable shortage of supply.

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

In fact, the materials sent from the rear are delivered once every three days, and not every time there are 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 feel anything about this. Now that the supply of supplies is tight, it is good to be able to eat enough.

Reminiscing about his grandfather's generation, when the war was in the air-raid shelter, the fried noodles were snowed, and if they had an apple, they had to eat them all together. Now they can sit in the restaurant and eat delicious meals without going hungry. Fighting is good.

In addition to these dishes, the restaurant also has food such as bread, compressed biscuits and emergency food, although the taste may be a little worse, but still can guarantee nutrition and energy.

This makes Wang Jiang feel very satisfied.

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

Put the bread and compressed biscuits brought back on the table, 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 instead of going to bed right away, he took out a small notebook and pen, intending to write a diary.

Originally, Wang Jiang didn't have the habit of writing a diary, but since the war began, he was transferred to the mobile base, and he saw too many things beyond his cognition and imagination~IndoMTL.com~ Wang Jiang also gradually began to think about it. An idea of ​​what to write about.

Especially when the wounded were transported back from the defense line for treatment every day, watching the battle of his comrades in front and the lives lost one by one, Wang Jiang's heart was touched very much.

He recorded what he saw and heard every day and his inner thoughts, so that these emotions would not be weighed down in his heart and affect his performance of tasks.

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

"War!" Wang Jiang sighed and 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 every day to transport the seriously wounded to the mobile base for treatment. The daily flight task is quite full.

If it weren't for aircraft maintenance, pilots need enough time to rest, and it's impossible to set aside six hours between missions.

Therefore, Wang Jiang can seize these six hours now, take a good sleep, restore energy and physical strength, so as to cope with the next task.