I love you, I won't kill you

Alena's gripe stems from the twin-engine version of the UH-1N "Huey" helicopter she is now co-piloting.For a graduate from the U.S. Naval Academy, driving this ancient helicopter that first appeared in the Vietnam War in the last century to attack Saddam and his "anti-American fighters" is indeed a bit overqualified.

In this protracted "guerrilla warfare", the Iraqis who responded to Saddam's call used a variety of outdated weapons and roadside bombs, body bombs or soil bombs to deal with US soldiers on the ground; As a means of transportation, their only and most effective weapon is the RPG (Russian-made individual shoulder-fired anti-tank rocket).

RPGs equipped with armor-piercing high-explosive warheads are very suitable for destroying vehicles with weak armor and low protection in the US military, such as "Hummer" multi-purpose military vehicles, transport trucks, and armored personnel carriers. other than helicopters.

The light helicopters, heavy helicopters, and the "Black Hawk" series of helicopters used by other U.S. military services have given a great show to the "anti-American fighters" who only need to hide at home to shoot down the helicopters. Skillful opportunity.

Maybe, Alena hasn't met the rebels who really want to kill her, or she is currently performing a non-combat mission.In this situation, whining may be a normal expression of emotion.

She was, however, interested in the Black Hawk helicopters of the U.S. Army in Iraq.Glancing at the washing machine that was spinning rapidly, he said to Amanda, "Why don't the Marine Corps get some 'Black Hawk' machines?"

In this regard, Amanda explained, "We are the Marine Corps, and we must always rush to the forefront of the battle with light equipment. First, the UH-1N is smaller and more maneuverable than the Black Hawk; second, it is better than the Black Hawk. High maintenance, high reliability; third, this guy is cheap and easy to fly; and fourth, it does everything the Marines need, and it works with the Black Hawk as well."

"According to your opinion, the Marine Corps will continue to use UH-1N?" Alaina questioned her point of view.

"That's right. However, the Marine Corps is already testing its upgraded version UH-1Y." Amanda replied, sitting on the rest bench.

"Oh, an upgraded version? When can I be stationed in Iraq?"

"Iraq? Unlikely. You know this war has been going on for 5 years, and Washington and the Pentagon are desperate to get out of this quagmire. So, the upgraded UH-1Y may be deployed to Afghanistan next year .”

"Okay, my clothes are done." Amanda happily walked to the washing machine.

"So, is the upgraded version much better than the current UH-1N?" Alena asked curiously.

As Amanda took the clothes out of the washing machine, she said, "Of course. In terms of engine, loading capacity and range, they have all been improved. Most importantly, it has also added external rockets and 12.7 mm caliber bo Ronning M2 heavy machine gun or M134 minigun."

Alena blinked and exclaimed, "Whoa, cool! M134 minigun? The multi-barreled rotary machine gun that Schwarzenegger held in the movie?"

"Yeah, that's right. The 6 barrels can shoot 3000-6000 rounds per minute. I think you must have a female 'Terminator' feeling."

"Not bad. If this upgrade plan is successful, it can indeed cooperate with your 'Super Cobra'."

"However, my 'Super Cobra' can't hold 6 fully armed marines." Amanda joked, picking up the laundry basket on the side with clean clothes.

"Excellent! My 'Huey' can drop these six guys anywhere in the theater, carry ammo, provide low-altitude fire support, and immediately perform a casualty evacuation mission. As for command and control, I You can stay in the command position and use the weapons you carry for self-defense until the end of the mission." Alena walked aside confidently, talking non-stop.

"So, Lieutenant Franks, do you still want to complain now?"

"Complaints, why not? As long as you stay in this place, there will always be all kinds of complaints."

When they got back outside the barracks, Thalia saluted the two of them.Said to Alena, "Sir, the squadron leader needs you to go to the squadron office immediately."

Alena returned the salute, and asked calmly, "Do you know what the mission is?"

Thalia glanced at Amanda, "Not sure. I think it might be our outpost, someone was injured."

When someone is injured on the front line, air support forces are required to rush to the scene as soon as possible, and load the wounded to a nearby hospital for treatment.Alena's complexion was a little ugly, "Okay, I understand."

"Go ahead. I'll save some of your favorite food for you at dinner."

"Thank you, I'm leaving." Immediately, Alena walked towards the office of the Light Helicopter Squadron.

Thalia glanced at her back and said to Amanda, "Sir, do you have a good relationship with Second Lieutenant Franks?"

Amanda walked to the barracks thoughtfully, "Yes, we met at the Whitingfield base in Florida."

Thalia could see what she was thinking, and changed the topic to a lighter one, "Well, there are many types of food in the restaurant today, and they are all fresh food that has just been airlifted from China."

"Oh, really? A lot of food is flown in from China every day?"

"That's right. Steak, eggs, milk, fruit, tiramisu, ice cream, lobster, fried chicken, beef jerky, you name it, it will be flown to this place."

"Thank you, Sergeant."

"Sir, are you alright?" Thalia asked with concern.

"I'm fine. It's just..." Amanda shook her head and took out the items in the luggage.

"Oh, it's dinner time. May I come with you, sir?"

"No problem, Sergeant. In the future, I will have many places to ask you for advice."

For four hours after dinner, Amanda waited in the barracks for Alena's safe return.Restless, she always felt that today would be very uneasy, even though everything around her was working as usual.

At 10:13 in the evening, Alena trudged back to the barracks.When she saw Amanda, she laughed, "Hi, I'm back. How are you?"

Amanda waved to her, "Come here."

"Hmm, do you want to talk to me? No problem." Alena said softly when she sat down.

"Did you encounter any danger today? How is the mission going?"

"Dangerous? When the captain and I lowered the altitude, there were indeed some sporadic gunshots shooting at us. But I was very lucky that I didn't run into a sniper or a guy carrying an anti-tank bazooka."

That's what worries Amanda.Now that she was safely back, there was no point in discussing the details.Nodding his head, he said with a smile, "So, what about the task?"

Alena was silent for a few seconds, "Transport two seriously injured marines to the field hospital. One guy's leg was blown off, and the other died on my helicopter before being sent to the hospital."

"It's okay, the country will not forget them." Amanda patted her shoulder lightly.

"Yes. Now, they can finally return home."

"Well, let's not talk about that. I think you must be very hungry?"

"That's right. Fortunately, before I left, I went to the restaurant to grab a beef burger to eat." Alena complained again.

"Here, I still have a few pieces of chocolate from China." Amanda handed her two large pieces of dark chocolate.

Alena smiled and hugged her, "Now, can you admit that you like me?"

Amanda smiled slightly, "I admit it."

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