1877 Airborne and Search

The transport plane is not very comfortable to ride.

Especially when it turns.

The steering of the aircraft is not like that of a vehicle on the road. As soon as the steering wheel is turned, the two front guide wheels also start to rotate, and it naturally makes a smooth turn.

Not on airplanes.

The rudder of the tail can only adjust the angle slightly. It cannot allow the aircraft to turn at a large angle in the air, so when the aircraft needs to turn, it must tilt.

The greater the steering angle, the greater the roll. At the same time, if you make a lifting action, the aircraft will turn at a large angle in the air.

During this process, the people in the cabin will be very uncomfortable. Safety ropes and seat belts can only ensure that they do not fly around in the cabin, but they cannot prevent the bumps and the nausea when the fuselage flips.

At around one o'clock in the evening, a large number of transport planes began to take off. There were some things that the officers did not tell the soldiers here.

Not all airborne troops can reach the predetermined altitude. The flight route has been chosen as relatively safe as possible, but in many cases it does not mean that preparation will be useful if you are prepared!

As for whether there are fighter jets coming...

There must be some.

When they enter the continental plate from the coast, they will inevitably alert the cities or patrols below. When the air defense alarm is raised, the entire Pengeo Empire will know that a group of bombers is moving towards the hinterland of the continent.

At that time, a large number of fighter jets will inevitably take off to intercept.

There are not many fighter jets accompanying this time. Once the Pengeo interceptor planes have too many, it will be a disaster!

But no one told the people in the cabin, and everyone thought they would fly to the scheduled location smoothly, and then do what they had learned before.

Pulling the safety buckle, he walked to the tail hatch, then rushed out, opened the parachute in mid-air, and slowly fell to the ground...

Ryan smoked another cigarette. Others didn't know it, but he knew it very well because he was a fighter pilot.

He knew very well that the noise of large transport aircraft could be heard by people on the ground even at high altitudes, and it was very obvious.

This is true for a large transport. There is not just one here, but a cluster!

Such a large-scale airdrop will inevitably lead to a frantic encirclement and suppression by enemy fighter jets.

He patted the cabin wall behind him. It had obviously been thickened, probably to allow more people to have a chance or land.

The height of the plane is getting higher and higher, and people are getting more and more silent. The atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

Every breath seemed to take a long time, some people's bodies were shaking slightly due to nervousness, and some people were praying with their eyes closed.

Suddenly, Ryan started singing, a very traditional song, a Boy Scout song that is widely sung.

People always have very clear memories of parts of their childhood, and soon someone started singing along.

The general idea of ​​the lyrics is to destroy enemies and build a beautiful country.

In fact, the content of the original song was not like this. What they wanted to eliminate at that time were not enemies, but some objects that were considered to be directed at the native indigenous and slave groups.

Later, after continuous changes, it finally became the current version, which no longer has a clear direction, and everyone thinks it is very good.

More and more people were singing. The captain turned on the radio, and more and more airborne troops began to sing along with the radio waves.

This may be the role of star heroes!

At around two o'clock in the evening, everyone was silent as the fleet flew over the coast of Pengeo. Five minutes later, the coastal city sounded the air defense siren.

A large number of light beams shot from the ground into the sky, and then the anti-aircraft guns began to fire fiercely.

The bullet chain under the tracer bullet is like an old man who always has a weak curve and always misses it.

Some planes were also taking off quickly. They didn't know that the plane above them was a transport plane. They all thought it was a bomber!

About forty kilometers into the coastline, an air battle broke out.

It was too dark at night, and I didn’t know how many fighter jets were intercepting them in front of me. The fighters on both sides could only fight instinctively at night.

No one could see anyone, but the large number of transport planes became obvious targets.

The bullet hit the fuselage and caused sparks, which made everyone's hearts jump!

A large crack suddenly appeared in the glass of the cockpit of a transport plane, and the captain fell directly on the dashboard.

The plane, which had been traveling smoothly, suddenly began to fall rapidly, head-down.

The frightened shouts of the soldiers in the cabin, the struggles, cries, and prayers of the people all gathered together!

With the violent explosion and the sky-rocketing fire, everything calmed down again!

Ryan swallowed and looked away from the fireball outside the window.

He clenched his fists, a feeling of weakness making him very uncomfortable.

I don’t know how long they had been flying, but suddenly there was a clanging sound outside the fuselage. A nineteen-year-old young soldier sitting near the cabin door was torn in half in an instant!

A machine gun bullet came through the window, ricocheted several times, and hit the poor guy!

In an instant, the situation in the cabin got a little out of control. Some people tried to open the tail door and jump out. Some people cried and shouted to the captain to fly higher.

From time to time, planes catch fire or crash in the sky outside the window. No one knows when they will die or under what circumstances.

Everyone’s pressure has reached its limit!

When one of the soldiers tried to twist the handle to open the hatch, Ryan shot him and sent him to God.

The entire cabin suddenly became quiet because of this.

"Open the hatch now. We are dead. If you want to die, just give yourself a shot."

"But don't think about dragging me to death with you, because when you do that, I will beat you to death first."

"Everyone, listen to me, I am a fighter pilot, and I know very well that most of us can get to the location smoothly!"

Someone asked softly, "Do you promise?"

Ryan raised his hand, "I promise!"

The air battle actually didn't last long, less than thirty minutes, and only occurred when entering Pengeo.

The federal escort fighters stayed to fight with the enemy fighters, and the transport plane took the opportunity to continue to rise to its extreme altitude and leave quickly.

At this time, there was no such fierce sound of fighting outside, and it became extremely quiet again.

There were only a few escorting fighter jets left, and everyone felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Due to the current radio silence, they don't know how many people have been lost, but the number is definitely not optimistic.

At 3:12 in the evening, we arrived at the scheduled location and began the night airborne landing.

Everyone in the cabin stood up. They pulled the safety hook locks in their hands and lined up.

The officer opened the cabin door, spoke loudly, and asked them to run to the edge of the exit and jump out as they usually did in training, and after counting to a certain number, pull out the parachute cord.

It was too dark at night and there was no reference point. They could not open the parachute too early, which might cause the guy behind them to fall on their parachute.

Once they get entangled, it will be a disaster for both people.

They cannot open it too late, because they cannot see the situation below and do not know their specific height. If it is too late, they may fall directly on the high ground or trees!

After asking the captain again about his altitude, the officer pushed the soldier who was first in line. Amidst the noise of the wind, everyone ran out one after another and jumped out!

At this time, the night was like a monster, and the open door of the cabin was like its bloody mouth, swallowing everything in and disappearing!

Ryan was at the end, and together with the officer, the two looked at each other and ran away.

The wind noise was ringing in his ears, and with the help of the moonlight in the dark night, Ryan could vaguely see many open parachutes.

He controlled himself and moved as far as possible to a place where no one was around. At about the same time, he pulled out the parachute rope...

With a loud "winter" sound, a soldier smashed a hole in the ground, and at the same time, an eyeball flew out with some nerves!

He tried to pull the parachute cord several times, but for some unknown reason, the parachute did not open.

He fell to the ground with a scream of despair, becoming one with the land.

A few minutes later, the paratroopers landed on the ground one after another.

Following the regulations, they began to pack up their parachutes and check what they had with them.

At the same time, Pengeo's emperor also woke up from his sleep.

A large number of bombers enter the country without knowing their whereabouts. They are likely to implement evil combat plans and may directly bomb the imperial capital.

The emperor was helped up while half asleep, put on his clothes and taken to the underground castle.

Two hours have passed, and he still hasn't figured out where the bombers are.

There were no reports of air raids from anywhere, which made everyone a little worried.

The more elusive something is, the more frightening it is!

"Intensify the search efforts and we must find them all!"

"It is impossible for so many bombers to disappear into our territory out of thin air and allow reconnaissance planes to take off in all areas, especially in several important areas!"

As orders were issued one after another, the entire Pengeo Empire's air force became busy.

Not long after, news came back that the bombers had been discovered.

The emperor stood up excitedly, "Where are they?"

After being tortured all night, he had had enough. Now he just wanted to know where these planes were.

The Air Force Chief's expression was a little strange. He thought about it and decided to report directly according to the information.

"They are leaving the border and entering the Eastern Ocean from the West Coast..."

"There were no attacks anywhere. They flew around the territory and then flew out!"

His Majesty the Emperor was stunned for a while, "Calculate the time and draw a range. They must have done something."

"Such a large-scale military operation cannot be flying in the wrong direction!"

He was sure that there must be something happening quietly that no one knew about!