Chapter 13 - Cruel
Chen Fei really wanted to use his own technical instructions to hit this mad bear so hard that he became paralyzed.
But when I think about it, if the opponent is smashed out, who will fly the plane next will be a big problem.
What's more, he still owed a lot of debt and had to sign a contract to sell himself as a tool. Not to mention the airplane, he couldn't even afford to pay for the airplane wheels.
"Peanut Butter, what are you doing? Wait, where is Lemongrass? Who is behind you?"
A "Big Mouth Monster" came over, occupied the wingman position on the left, and maintained the flying attitude. The short-haired girl in the front seat in the cockpit and the pilot in the back seat were stunned as they looked at the No. 211 aircraft that had just returned to stability. The pilot Something clearly looked wrong inside the canopy.
There seemed to be a different person in the back seat of the 211 plane, not the "Lemongrass" Bassong who spoke in a gay voice.
"The altitude is now 7500 meters, the weather is sunny, I am the squadron leader 'Peanut Butter', now I have a good news and a bad news, let me tell you the bad news first, my partner 'Lemongrass' died, okay The news is, I've found a new fire Controller, ladies and gentlemen, welcome your new teammate, codenamed 'Rookie', please give me a warm round of applause!"
This bear-major squadron leader is still unreliable, minding his own business in the cockpit! When it happened, I didn't feel ashamed at all.
You are so stinky and shameless!
The short-haired girl "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius said helplessly: "Okay, you are the boss, everything you say is right, welcome, rookie!"
Squadron leader Major Chekov can It was out of tune, but she couldn't, otherwise the "Zhenxiang" squadron would really be in chaos.
Obviously, Chen Fei, the newcomer, is a real rookie, and he is a real rookie, so his code name is worthy of his name.
"I am 'Nutmeg' Salaman Francis, welcome."
The fire control hand "Nutmeg" of the short-haired girl "Devil Pepper" followed closely behind, at this critical moment This is not the time to confront the squadron leader.
"Rookie... Okay! Welcome to join us, poor Basong."
"I am Carlos Sliva Lane of 'Vanilla', and I have my partner 'Oyster Sauce' Dalatu, Good luck to you, rookie."
"We are waiting for you. It’s been a long time, newbie, I’m Jack Brown of ‘Braised Sauce’. I love braised pork. Braised pork is not a name of a person, but a name of a dish.” The members expressed their welcome to the new little brother.
Suddenly I heard that the code names of these pilots include not only peanut butter, but also condiments such as devil pepper, nutmeg, oyster sauce, tarragon, miso and teriyaki sauce, and now there is a newbie.
Chen Fei thought about it and was extremely frightened, and suddenly a group of people panicked. Are you just waiting to stew this newbie like me?
Life is hopeless.GIF
"Chekov, when you come back, I will remove you from your post!!!"
911 aircrew sounded in the communication channel Base executive manager Maurice Morgan roared angrily.
After receiving the chaotic movements in No. 211 and the flight attitude fed back by the data link, everyone in the second backup command room located in the underground air defense facility looked at each other.
We are in the middle of a battle right now, and this is not a time for joking. You are dragging a newbie who has just reported to work for less than 24 hours to temporarily act as a fire controller, and you are letting yourself go like this, even if you don’t risk your own life. You have to consider other people, right?
"Hahaha, Maurice, then you have to wait until I come back alive. The entire 'Zhenxiang' squadron, target the gold dragon, the two-machine team will follow the number, three-stage attack, and start taking action!"
Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov was completely indifferent. He turned his face sideways, raised his left hand and patted the back of his seat, saying: "Rookie , now use your onboard computer to start programming, activate the two short-range combat bombs and the 'dragon-killing bomb', don't just click on one side, pay attention to the symmetry of the left and right wings, and then follow my command!"
Chen Feiyi! He stepped on the Erguotou wine bottle and buckled the technical instructions under his seat belt. He didn't dare to let go of the joystick with his right hand. He frowned and relied on memory to turn on the activation switch of the missile.
He didn't notice at all that the control of the "Big Mouth Monster" was once again taken over by the big bear. He thought it was his own control. Just like playing computer games, the computer and the mouse have the same control.
"No. 212 is in position, 11 kilometers away from the target and at an altitude of 2,000 meters. The attack is expected to start in 1 minute."
When the combat plan is actually implemented, the short-haired girl "Devil Pepper" Yili Ni Lucius quickly regained his composure. After all, the current combat mission was the most important thing.
"No. 213 is in position!"
The lead pilot of the second team is Carlos Sliva Lane, codenamed "Vanilla" and the guy in the cafeteria who can cook high-end dishes The chef is a fellow chef.
"No. 214 is in position!"
"No. 215 is in position!"
"No. 216 is in position!"
"The radar team has locked the target and the data link has been verified. ."< br>
Six A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft were divided into three two-aircraft formations, separated by about 1,000 meters from each other, and began to target the airspace where the battle was stalemate. dive.
"Attention, everyone, the 'Zhenxiang' squadron is coming to increase their attacks. The 'Rookie' will first send a combat bomb to the big guy to say hello, fox1, be careful to avoid it!"
The big bear roared and will Push the joystick forward.
A huge figure appeared in the HUD sight. The extremely flamboyant sharp-edged wings kept flapping, and there was a dazzling firelight between the blades. From time to time, there were wingtip vortices on the edge of the dragon wings, as if they were in the air. Soaring in the clouds and riding in the fog.
With every flap of the blade wing, one or several dragon spines will be shot out from time to time. The dragon spines with a range comparable to that of heavy artillery are undoubtedly fatal to fighter jets. Once they are hit, they will be destroyed. There was no chance of survival, and even ejection would be a luxury.
"'Zhenxiang' Squadron, you have to be careful, this guy has already killed five of our brothers!"
"I must kill it this time!"
"I am the 'coyote' from the 909th Air Service Base, and I have one 'dragon-killing bomb' left, if you need it."
Calls from several other fighter jets immediately came from the encrypted public call frequency band relying on a unified standard data link.
So far in the fight, the role that the pilots can play is limited to dragging this crazy metal dragon to meet the arrival of other reinforcements. There is not much ammunition left. .
“Roar!~”
From the forehead of the dragon head, a dazzling green beam of light suddenly shot out fiercely, piercing the sky straight.
A propeller fighter with a different appearance than the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" was accidentally struck by this beam of light on the wing tip, and a large piece was immediately separated. Small fragments broke away and flew away, and there was a burst of fire and smoke. The child appeared.
The propeller fighter, whose aerodynamic balance was destroyed, gradually lost control. Under the pilot's best control, it swept diagonally toward the ground, preparing to make an emergency landing. It might even require ejection.
However, the giant metal dragon did not intend to let it go. There was a huge flame behind the blade wings, and its speed suddenly increased a lot. It caught up with it in the blink of an eye, opened its fangs and opened and closed its mouth... countless The fragments fell to the ground one after another.
Extremely cruel!
"Garbage, garbage, everything is garbage! Go to hell, go to hell!"
The angry roar of the dragon shook for miles, and could even be heard clearly through the cockpit cover. Now Most of the aircraft are made of non-metallic composite materials. Of course, the metal-type dragon that feeds on metal will be dissatisfied, like a meat pie mixed with sand and gravel, which is difficult to swallow.
The most perfect biological combat weapon in the world is worthy of being the killing dragon.
Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov secretly admired him in his heart. As an enemy target, he would be praised, but he would never be merciful.
Several fighter jets that were besieging the golden dragon spread out. Fox is the secret code for the NATO American standard missile to be launched. Fox1 represents the guidance mode of the universal programmable combat missile, which is adjusted to airborne. Radar guidance and data link To assist in the guidance, the radar signal feedback of the gold-type dragon is particularly strong, as dazzling as a beam of light in the dark night. However, this does not mean that other fighter jets do not have radar feedback. Even if there is friend-enemy signal identification, they are still afraid of accidentally hitting the secondary vehicle. , hurt one's own people.
"Beep!"
The airborne radar locked the target, and the aircraft body shook slightly. A white missile under the left wing broke away from the mounting point. After sinking three or four meters, the tail suddenly spurted out blazing flames. White smoke roared out.
The giant golden dragon that had just torn a propeller fighter to pieces happened to look up and was hit in the face by a sudden missile, which shot him on the spot.
Two missiles in no particular order, Double-Blows!
In the next second, two missiles whizzed past fuselage No. 211 and plunged into the depths of the fire cloud that had just exploded.
Four-Hit-Combos!
Two more followed!
The violently expanding fireball rose again and again, and finally swallowed up the huge dragon body.
The Crazy Six-Hit-Combos!
As soon as the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron came on the scene, it launched a perfect three-stage attack tactic.
You don't need such a crazy concentration of fire to fight tanks, but the six "Big Mouth Monsters" of the "Zhenxiang" squadron completely treat the golden dragon as a battleship, and it is also a flying supersonic battleship.
Among the things flying in the sky, except for meteorites, there is nothing as solid as a dragon. The existence of this thing is not scientific at all.
"Prepare the 'Dragon Killing Bomb', hold on tight, others get away!"
Squadron Leader Chekov roared.
When conducting offensive operations, they rarely get a second chance.
Thin-skinned aircraft are never built with tender fillings. When it comes time to fight with a bayonet in a battle, the winner will often be determined within one or two moves, and the decision will be made between life and death.
"'Dragon Killing Bullet', fire!"
The short-haired girl's voice rang in Chen Fei's ears, and she couldn't wait to cum first as a token of respect.
A missile trailing a faint blue smoke shot out like lightning.
The guidance signal of the land-based radar is locked firmly on the metal dragon in the distance.
No escape!
Slay-The-Dragon!
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