Chapter 282 - Friendly Price
“Unknown enemy plane is approaching rapidly!”
A loud announcement sounded from the tower of the 909 Air Service Base. This is an emergency.
The vehicle-mounted mobile radar captured the signal of the flying object. The original land-based radar was completely destroyed. It will not be possible to repair it overnight. It can only be replaced temporarily, and its performance will naturally be better than that of the permanent one. The standby ground-based radar is much weaker.
Even so, the vehicle-mounted mobile radar can still cover the complete patrol radius of the entire air base, which is even more than enough.
The entire air base immediately sounded a shrill and shrill air defense siren.
"F*K! How dare they? How dare! Bastard!"
Ximen Si, the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, roared in a furious voice.
His MiG team only dared to pretend to be confused, deliberately pretending to be stupid, and tentatively invaded. However, the 911 side did not even need to cover up or excuse, and went directly to the 909 air crew blatantly. The base is coming.
A MiG-28 slowly approached the left rear wing of the F-22 from behind. Chen Fei did not use any afterburners, allowing the heavily armed Chekov the Bear to catch up and form a double plane. The formation is pointing directly at the 909 Air Service Base 390 kilometers ahead.
The silver that filled the entire F-22 cockpit receded like a tide and shrank back into Chen Fei's body.
He shook his head and looked around himself, as if nothing had happened, but the wonderful feeling of man-machine integration just now was gone.
"Is this what Old David's old friend gave you?"
Chekov looked at the "raptor" with its silver light shining all over, clearly reflecting the sky and the ground, and he felt envious. saliva.
Although he has not received training at Eagle-Nest Eagle Nest Private Airport, he has still heard of the prestigious name of "Eagle King".
After the Three Realms War, Old David retired with great success. In addition to his full military exploits, he also took with him the old man who had accompanied him through life and death. There are very few heroes who can have such an honor. .
“This is a replica!”
This is not the first time that Chen Fei has flown the F-22 Raptor jet fighter.
His proficiency in driving the F-22 in Old David's flight simulator was even higher than that of the MiG-28, and he had already formed combat effectiveness with this fighter.
The original version of F-22 has long been gone and has become a template file in the energy point and body evolution database. In other words, it is reborn from nirvana. As long as there are enough accessories, it can be reproduced. More "Raptor", and guaranteed to be every bit as good.
"Reproduction? How much?"
Chekov immediately became excited. As the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat flying squadron, his income is naturally not low, and he also has a factory at home, and his annual dividends are Such a large sum of money is enough to allow an ordinary family to have food and drink for a lifetime. It is truly not short of money and has achieved financial freedom early.
It is naturally difficult to get the original F-22. Even the American Federation itself does not have much inventory. Even if there are sealed ones, they have been damaged after such a long time. If you pull them out, they will be damaged. It's just a dream to fly.
But the replica version, and the one that can fly, is nothing more than a problem of money. If a problem can be solved with money, is it still a problem?
Chekhov can spend nearly three million star dollars to collect an original factory AK-47, but how many star dollars is left to collect an F-22 "Raptor"?
"You have to ask Old David about this. He has all the main accessories."
If Old David hadn't sent these parts, Chen Fei would have been a clever woman, and there would have been no way to make this The empty shell flies, not to mention that the avionics and flight control systems cannot be directly replaced by superpowers.
The F-22 is a statically unstable design. Its maneuverability is completely obtained by extreme flight on the edge of losing control. Without flight control, it can only fall in various fancy ways, such as Stall and tail spin are just childish.
When the parts sent by Old David are used up, I'm afraid I will have to get another batch, or get the production technology and equipment, but I'm afraid that the 911 air service base will not be able to use it in a small place.
That is to say, Old David's net worth can afford the reproduction of so many parts. If it were Chen Fei himself, he would not be able to afford these parts even if he sold them, even just a small part of them. Nope either.
Chekov was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and finally said angrily: "Damn it, let's forget it!"
Old David regards his old buddy as his lifeline, and no one else can get involved. , if you want to get parts from him, it will be even harder than reaching the sky. With Chekov's arrogant face, he is probably far from qualified.
I don’t know what kind of ecstasy the "rookie" guy gave the old man, but even the coffin book was taken away.
"Cost price, 100 million star yuan!"
Chen Fei estimated a number and clearly marked the price. He was an innocent child and would never become a fighter assassin.
"Hiss..."
Chekhov's Big Bear was still caught off guard by the price. Why not grab it? This is what he thought and said.
"Why don't you go and rob it?"
Chen Fei said quietly: "If it is a robbery price, it will be at least 200 million stars. Just like this, I don't even have the tactical armor on my body. Expensive."
He is really not in Versailles, but he is telling the truth.
This air combat interception type "Flying Dragon" tactical armor is the one that Ming Ming really grabbed.
“…”
Chekov felt like he had been stabbed in the heart again, and his whole body began to twist again.
Jealousy distorts and perverts people.
I quickly took out a bottle of Erguotou from my crotch and took a few sips to calm down my shock.
In a daze, he felt much better, and he felt like he was okay again.
"What a crappy airplane, I, Chekov, no matter how poor I am, no matter how much I like it, I will jump from the MiG and fall to death on the ground, I will never buy your fighter jet!"
In the tower of the 911 air service base, everyone in the tower team looked at each other. The manager on duty, Ma Ham, rubbed his forehead. As soon as the boss left, the squadron leader of the combat squadron followed closely behind him. It was really tiring!
“That’s right!”
Chen Fei decisively gave some money to the leader of the Big Bear Squadron.
"That...that, can you get a discount?"
What is moral integrity?
Let the bears eat them all!
“The off-site price is 9.999% off!”
Chen Fei thought about it very carefully and gave a sincere offer.
The 9.999% discount is 99.99 million star dollars, which is a total discount of 10,000 star dollars.
But the account cannot be calculated like this. If the American Federation places an order for one hundred aircraft with Chen Fei, a discount of 10,000 star yuan per aircraft will add up to one million star yuan. For a poor man who broke his son into two, giving up such a huge sum of money would make him unable to sleep well at night, and he would like to dig into the ground with his fingers to find a trace of money.
“WHAT?”
Is Uncle Chekov just short of these ten thousand stars?
Okay! These two guys are hurting each other.
While the two were arguing, the manager on duty, Ma Ham, said word by word in the communication channel: "You two, come back quickly!"
Chen Fei said: "I'm right next to you. Turn around, don’t go in!”
After finally flying out, it’s natural to have a good time. The combat radius of the F-22 with full fuel is 750 kilometers, but the actual range is enough to fly at the 909 and 911 air support bases. There were three back and forth calls.
“I want to keep an eye on the ‘rookie’ and won’t let him mess around!”
Chekhov’s Big Bear responded confidently.
The person you are most worried about messing up is you, okay? The manager on duty was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack.
BOSS Hana is not at the base, so his words will not work at all.
In the tower, an employee responsible for operating the land-based radar bravely said: "Manager Ma, I think 'Rookie' and 'Peanut Butter' did the right thing!"
"That's right. ? What's wrong?"
Mahham glared at the other party, Du Te's mother is really talented, everyone is very brave, how come, he is still fighting, not afraid that things are not enough. Big?
"As the ancients say, it is disrespectful to come and not go! Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, revenge is not overnight, let the other party know that our 911 is not easy to mess with."
The employee's voice became louder and louder.
Papa, someone couldn't help but clapped their hands, these words touched my ears!
The applause was like an out-of-control burst. More and more applause rang out, and soon it changed from sparse to enthusiastic, until the entire tower was filled with applause.
“Okay, okay! You are all awesome!”
The manager on duty, Maham, shook his head helplessly at the angry subordinates and took out his mobile phone to dial.
"Hello, I am Hana!"
"BOSS, I am the manager on duty, Maham. The situation is like this..."
Although he is the manager on duty, he It was not enough to convince the public, so he had to turn to the real big boss to report the current emergency situation.
I believe that both Chekov and Chen Fei will still listen to Hana BOSS’s orders.
Two minutes later, Maham ended the call, put down his mobile phone, pressed the headset, and said sternly: "909 Air Service Base, I am Maham, the duty manager of the 911 Air Service Base, and I am sending you a solemn message. Protest, you have trespassed into our patrol airspace without permission. All consequences will be borne by you. Our 911 air crew The base loves peace and is willing to live in friendship with colleagues to jointly maintain the ecological balance and stability of the Hindu Kush Mountains. I hope you can recognize your mistakes and have the courage to correct them..."
Public communication between 909 Air Service Base and 911 Air Service Base In the communication channel, the latter almost pinched the former's neck, raised his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and slapped him left and right.
※The first lesson of the military contractor industry: here only fists are recognized, no reason. ※
Maham, who received full authorization from Hana BOSS, did not hesitate to tear off the disguise. Shenma put aside the dispute and jointly developed it, but screw you!
It’s almost enough to jointly develop your mother!
"Asshole, what are you talking about? I'm going to kill you!~"
On the other end of the public communication channel, in the 909 air service base, the executive manager Ximen Si Kong who was sitting at the tower jumped three feet high and was so angry Smoke is coming from the seven orifices.
No one has ever dared to say such a thing to him.
The duty manager at the 911 air service base is simply tired of living. If the opponent is right in front of him and he has a gun in his hand, he will not hesitate to use the gun to beat the opponent's head into a hornet's nest.
At this moment, a huge roar came from the sky.
Two aircraft that did not belong to the 909 Air Service Base appeared in everyone's field of vision and were approaching at high speed.
Someone on the ground recognized the unusual appearance of one of the aircraft, and immediately shouted at the top of their lungs. "F-22!!!"
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(End of this chapter)