Chapter 283 - Just leave
“What?”
Ximen Si Kong, the executive manager of the 909 air service base, rushed to the tower window and tried his best to look outside.
He opened his mouth wide and even forgot that he was angry with the bullshit duty manager at the 911 air service base just now. He stared at the F-22 that suddenly broke into sight, and even followed closely The MiG-28 behind them subconsciously ignored it.
F-22?
Really a "bird of prey"!
At that moment, he suddenly had the illusion of traveling through time and space.
"How could such a thing happen? It's against the rules!"
Finally coming back to his senses, Ximen Temple howled in a hurry.
Within the permission of the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, the combat aircraft that all military contractors can purchase and use is the MiG-28.
The licenses for jet MiG, turboprop "Big Mouth Monster", search and rescue and support Z-9, AH-72 and others, and armed helicopters are relatively loose and have more options.
Based on the mission objectives of each air service base, this configuration standard is more than enough. What is the use of more advanced combat flying weapons? Do you want to rebel?
The F-22 passed sideways at a low altitude at the 909 Air Service Base. The roar of its twin engines was deafening. Captain Chekov, who was nominally staring at Chen Fei, also made a low-altitude pass. He also slightly shook the wings like a show of force, come on, it's pretentious!
This wave is a bit harsh.
Going through someone else's territory at a low altitude is almost the same as rushing into the other person's house and kicking him in the face
Not only the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, but also the employees were about to explode with anger.
"Lift off, lift off, all fighter jets lift off, shoot them down!"
Ximen Si Kong still retained the last trace of reason and did not order the ground anti-aircraft weapons to fire.
Fighter vs. fighter, if you are beaten down, your skills will be inferior to others.
The 909 Air Service Base did want to cause trouble, but it never thought about making the matter bigger. I didn’t even expect that the response from the 911 Air Service Base would be so big. It was a firecracker. It exploded and was annihilated. After the MiG team at the 909th Air Service Base, they rushed towards them aggressively, as if they didn't care at all whether the two military contractors would start a corporate war and fight to the death.
By the way, the 911 Air Service Base had previously fought hard against the industry giant Memann Brothers and consortium, but it suddenly defeated the latter and turned it into disgrace.
The response of the MiG, which was fully loaded with ammunition, was a little slow. After seeing the F-22 pass forward and reverse, Chekov said on the communication channel: "'Rookie,' that's about it."
< br>He didn't want to start a war with the 909 Air Service Base. The ammunition he carried was basically anti-aircraft, with no anti-ground weapons. It was more of a deterrent.
On the ground, the pilots of the 909th Air Service Base ran desperately towards the fighter jets on the tarmac. They were betting that the pilots of the 911th Air Service Base would not take the initiative to attack people on the ground.
The profession of fighter pilot still retains some chivalry spirit to a certain extent.
But in a corporate war where you are either dead or alive, it is another matter. The normal operation is to use any means necessary, and any conspiracy and conspiracy are natural.
"I'll fly around again."
Chen Fei gently deflected the joystick.
I don’t know whether it is because the F-22’s flight control system has been rewritten in modern times, or it is always like this, or it is coordinated by the intelligent unit of the "Flying Dragon" tactical armor, but it can be realized just right every time. The flying posture you want is nothing more and nothing less.
During a low-altitude flight through the field, any deviation of even one point may cause an earth-shattering flight accident.
"Those guys are about to get on the plane!"
Chekov the Big Bear saw that the pilots had rushed to the tarmac, and the ground crew prepared the fighter jets. The efficiency was no slower than that of the 911 Air Service Base. How many.
Everyone is professional. If you want to take advantage, you have to seize the opportunity.
As the saying goes, the one who strikes first is stronger, and the one who strikes later will suffer disaster. Those who do not move deserve to die.
“They can’t get on!”
Chen Fei piloted the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter across the fighter jets on the tarmac. The wing that was almost vertical to the ground was like a shadow. The roar of the engine and the air waves raised at the same time made the ground The people on the bed were like bastards stealing watermelons, rolling and crawling like chickens and dogs.
“Let’s go!”
Chen Fei flew away in a hurry.
Chekhov’s Big Bear chuckled, and the MiG-28 followed closely.
On the tarmac of the 909 Air Service Base, two MiG-28s and a row of A-39B "Big Mouth Monsters" were cut into two pieces without warning, as if they were collectively cut in half.
"What happened? Why are all the fighter jets broken?"
"What the hell!"
"Can anyone tell me who did this?"
"This What's going on? "
The ground crew who worked so hard to prepare the fighter jets looked crazy. All their efforts were in vain.
Can a fighter jet that was inexplicably broken into two pieces still be able to take off?
Do you still need to ask?
The pilots who ran to the tarmac in frustration could vaguely see some of it due to the distance.
“It was the F-22, it did it!”
“Is that a Phantom fighter?”
"The F-22 cut off our fighter jet with its wing."
"How is that possible?"
Soon, everyone felt like they had seen a ghost.
Seeing the scene that just happened on the tarmac from a distance, Ximen Si Kong, the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and almost even considered jumping off the tower.
What is the most important thing in the entire air base?
fighter!
Fighter! !
Fighter! ! !
Without fighter jets, what would we call an air support base?
A radius of five hundred kilometers, can you patrol on your own two legs?
It can be foreseen that after the 909 Air Service Base loses these fighter jets, this month's contracting money will definitely be wasted, and it will not be able to do the work it should do. Why should it be paid? No matter what, the truth is still the same.
Without this huge sum of money, the furious boss will definitely find someone to take the blame.
At this moment, besides myself, is there anyone else?
The pale-faced Ximen Si Kong took out his phone tremblingly, selected a contact, and dialed.
"BOSS, I am Ximen, our fighter jets are all destroyed..."
After a moment, he hung up the phone with a look of despair, numbly took out his pistol, loaded it, flipped the safety, and pointed it at his head.
When everyone in the tower saw this scene, they were collectively horrified and rushed over one after another.
“Manager, no!”
Bang!
……
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, what is there to say!
"'Rookie', start returning!"
"'Peanut Butter', start returning!"
The communication channel sounded the words of Chen Fei and Captain Chekov one after another The sound was like ants on a hot pot. The duty manager Maham finally let out a long sigh of relief. The signal captured by the land-based radar also confirmed this. The cursors of two own aircraft were flying towards the 911 air service base.
The really special girl is back!
Maham, who was under great pressure, wiped his cold sweat and shook his head.
This team is too difficult to lead and it’s too bad. I’m afraid only Hana BOSS can control these monsters.
He never thought that Chen Fei's so-called "cumbersome" failure to get in would make such a big noise at the 909 aircrew base that the executive manager at the same level as him would not be able to move in time if his subordinates hadn't acted quickly. He stopped and almost killed himself with one shot.
“This aircraft is really good. Can you let me get started later?”
Following the MiG-28 cockpit in the rear wingman position of the F-22, The big bear kept sucking and drooling.
A layman can watch the excitement, but an expert can watch the door. When the F-22, reborn with full health on the spot, performs fancy maneuvers at ultra-low altitude at the 909 Air Service Base, its fierce and fierce maneuvering posture means that its control performance is far superior to that of the MiG, let alone the MiG. The MiG-28, even the original factory-installed MiG-29, -31, -35, and -37, are no match for this "Raptor", which makes the big dog hungry.
“No, my wife and fighter jets cannot be loaned out!”
This F-22 is a personal property, not a public fighter jet. Chen Fei confidently refused the unreasonable offer from the captain of the Big Bear Squadron. Require.
He even gave me a 9.999% discount, but the other party refused to pay even 100 million star yuan, and he still wanted to take advantage of it. The idea was so good that it was a waste of money!
"Just fly, fly! Don't be so stingy."
The crotch of Chekov's anti-German suit was wet, making him drool.
"I'm poor, so I'm stingy!"
Chen Fei said that I'm poor and I'm justified, and pushed back Chekov's salivating greed.
"..."
Chekhov has never seen such a poor and tough guy, he is simply useless.
Chen Fei used his trump card and said quietly: "Be careful, I'll tell Boss Xiao..."
"Hey! Don't say goodbye, let's talk well and resolve internal conflicts internally without involving Xiao Ming!"< br>
As soon as he heard about the tough-fisted mechanic, Chekov the Big Bear simply gave up. The big guy was unreasonable at all. If he didn't see something wrong, he just punched him.
"No problem, we have internal conflicts and we need to resolve them internally, 'rookie', I'll help you!"
"Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius's voice intervened, no I thought that this short-haired girl was also monitoring flight communications.
"Little pepper, I haven't done anything yet!"
What Chekov fears most at the air base is the stubborn and stubborn Xiao Jixiang who can't make sense at all. The second thing is his good partner. , Deputy Squadron Leader Illini Lucius, having unprovoked convulsions was really too much for him to handle, and she also had no breasts, so she was definitely not his cup of tea.
The third one is BOSS Hana Gagar, probably because she has been cleaned up less often. As long as she is cleaned up a few more times, the ranking will immediately rise.
"It's too late for you to do something. We need to nip it in the bud. Let's talk about it later!"
The short-haired girl didn't know what was wrong and stared at her. Captain Chekov.
In a sense, she was also Chen Fei's first teacher when he entered the world of pilots. She taught him many basic flying knowledge step by step, and she spent a lot of time teaching him.
It is only natural that the master stands up for his disciple.
Illini Lucius has her eyes on Chekov the Big Bear, and she must come up with one, two, three, four, five and six today.
The communication channel became lively, and the big bear was also very worried.
After a while, the F-22 landed smoothly first, followed closely by the MiG-28.
When Chen Fei opened the cockpit cover, he saw the MiG-28 driven by the leader of the Big Bear squadron grinding and chirping before slowly sliding onto the apron.
The deputy squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat pilot team, "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius, was directly blocked on the tarmac.
"Chekhov, if you are a man, come down here!"
"I don't need to prove to you whether I am a man or not!"
"There is no difference between the two. On the plane! Come on down!”
"I don't!"...
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(End of this chapter)