Chapter 77 Shooting Down the Blackbird

"FUCK!" Almost at the same time, he saw two flashing light strips ahead. Lieutenant Colonel Olmsted cursed in the American language and quickly pushed the joystick to the right. He knew it was the gun's firing!

The Blackbird is just a reconnaissance plane, not a fighter! The overload of the Blackbird at high speed does not exceed 2.3G! But now, with this instinctive action, Olmsted could not control the fear in his heart.

If the Blackbird hits those shells, it will definitely be shattered into pieces immediately!

Just as he pushed the lever, he felt the aircraft change, and his companion in the back seat shouted, "NO!"

The blackbird made of titanium alloy could be heard squeaking all over its body, and the roar of the engine suddenly disappeared.

The J-58 axial-flow engine sounds very high-tech, but high technology is always associated with low reliability. Since the control system of the intake cone is still imperfect, the intake cone will not have time to make corresponding adjustments when the airflow changes suddenly, and the engine may easily stall.

In the air, they just need to shut down and restart the engine. They won't worry too much about the engine's poor performance. However, the squeaking sound is really deafening.

Overload! Looking at the overload display in front of him, the overload just reached 4G! Olmster secretly said in his heart that it was not good. Then, he saw the dashboard in front of him moving away from him. A hot air flow came from under his feet, and the cockpit had cracked!

"Boom, boom, boom." At this moment, with the sound of more intense collisions coming from the body, the huge Blackbird came into close contact with the shells! Although it had just reached a 4G overload, the Blackbird still failed to avoid the rain of bullets, and a fatal contact occurred!

"Boom!" A huge fireball appeared in the sky and the black bird exploded!

At this moment, Andre pushed the nose of the plane, almost risking a stall spin, and made a high-speed dive to avoid it. The distance just now was too close! It was only about 300 meters away!

Machine gun shooting is difficult, but if you estimate the trajectory in advance, it will be as easy as shooting down a cruise missile!

Amid the huge roar, Andre seemed to hear the sound of ping-pong. It was very likely that the fragments of the Blackbird hit his fighter plane. At high speed, even a flying bird could pose a serious threat to the fighter plane, not to mention the flying shrapnel!

Andre just hoped that he could fly the plane back home, even if he had to parachute to an altitude of 10,000 meters, his safety would be guaranteed.

As for the two pilots in the Blackbird, Andre knew that they had been cremated in the sky and there was no possibility of survival! Even if they were ejected, the altitude of 30,000 meters was no joke, and the existing life-saving devices might not be able to protect their safety.

"032, well done!" The voice of the ground personnel came through the headset. Andrei recognized it as the regiment commander Ivanov.

"Serve the Soviets!" Andrei's words were full of pride. He succeeded!

Half an hour later, Andrei's plane landed on the runway of Sokolovka Airport. As soon as it stopped, everyone rushed over.

"Andre, you are amazing!" a captain said, "Only you dare to use machine guns at an altitude of 30,000 meters!"

"Andre, you have done a great job again! Our 513th Regiment is proud of ourselves this time!"

"Yes, we have completed the order from above! Let's see if the American reconnaissance planes dare to come again in the future!"

Everyone was talking excitedly, and Andre looked at the people around him and knew that they were happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Historically, seven or eight Blackbirds have crashed due to mechanical failures since they were put into service, but none of them were shot down while performing missions. And now, my time travel has rewritten history, and I have finally shot down a Blackbird!

Andre was naturally quite proud.

"Look! It's dangerous!" Maintenance worker Victor paid more attention to the plane. When he looked at the back of the fuselage, he saw more than a dozen holes of different sizes. Fortunately, the fuselage frame was made of stainless steel! The strength was high enough, so it did not disintegrate in the air!

When he saw the wing in front of him, he was even more surprised. Cracks had begun to appear at the root of the wing. This showed how great an impact the vibration would have on the aircraft when firing a machine gun at three times the speed of sound!

Andre looked at the cracks at the wing root and couldn't help sticking out his tongue. It seemed that he was too lucky! At three times the speed of sound, even stainless steel couldn't withstand the vibration!

"Victor, check it carefully, and if it can be repaired, repair it. If it can't be repaired, report it." Ivanov said. Shooting down the Blackbird was a huge achievement. Even if a MiG-25 was scrapped, the superiors would never say anything. A new aircraft would definitely be deployed from the Gorky Aircraft Factory.

Looking at these people, the base commander Kozhedub, who was standing far away, was not in such a good mood. The KGB personnel from Vladivostok had already arrived at the base!

Andrei, who took off his flight suit, learned that the KGB had already begun investigating. He couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on his face. The show has finally begun, and he might as well be a spectator!

The base here has several decades of history. Except for the World War II era when the records here were not very complete, after the Cold War began, the records became quite detailed, and the records are so thick that they fill an entire cabinet!

This time the inventory was not conducted from the beginning of World War II. The first thing to be checked was the records of the last ten years, which is also the most confusing part at present!

Everything in the warehouse was relabeled, just like a supermarket checking its goods.

A large supermarket has a wide variety of goods. If the goods are not checked, after a period of time, there will definitely be discrepancies between the sales records and the actual situation of the goods. Therefore, an inventory will be carried out after a period of time.

The KGB personnel were very efficient. Every item was re-labeled and registered, and then any problems could be identified by comparing them with the original registration records.

Akim was accompanying them, and seeing these people in KGB uniforms conducting continuous inspections, his heart began to beat wildly. If this continued, within two days, this place would be thoroughly checked. Then, what would be done with those problems?

"Comrade, have a cigarette." Seeing the other party stop, Akim said quickly.

This was a KGB lieutenant. When he saw the cigarette Akim took out, he said coldly, "This is a warehouse, how can you smoke? What if there is a fire?"

Although there are only spare parts and no weapons and ammunition in the warehouse, many of them are flammable, such as the methanol box, which is right next to it. If it catches fire, it will cause big problems.

"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid." Achim continued to smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll invite you all to have a few drinks at the bar in the town tonight. How about that?"

"Please do not disturb us during our official duties." The other party was not at all interested in Akeem's attempts to get close to him.