Chapter 13 Brutal

Chapter 13 - Brutal

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 plane, he couldn't even afford to pay for the plane's wheels.

"Peanut Butter, what are you doing? Wait, where's Lemongrass? Who's 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.

"It is now at an altitude of 7500 meters and the weather is sunny. I am the squadron leader 'Peanut Butter'. Now there is good news and bad news. Let me talk about the bad news first. My partner 'Lemongrass' died. The good news is that I found him again. We have 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 was still unreliable and kept having sex in the cockpit without feeling any shame at all.

It’s so stinky and shameless!

The short-haired girl "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius said helplessly: "Okay, you are the boss, whatever you say is right, you are welcome, rookie!"

The squadron leader, Major Chekov, can be careless, but she can't, otherwise the "Zhenxiang" squadron will really be in chaos.

Obviously, this newcomer Chen Fei is the real deal, a real rookie, and his code name is worthy of the name.

“I’m Salamane ‘Nutmeg’ Francis, welcome.”

The fire control hand "Nutmeg" of the short-haired girl "Devil Pepper" followed closely behind. This was not the time to confront the squadron leader at this juncture.

"Rookie... okay! You are welcome to join us, poor Basong."

"I am Carlos Sliva Lane, 'Vanilla', and my partner is 'Oyster Sauce' Dalatu. I am a rookie. I wish you good luck."

"We have been waiting for you for a long time, rookie. I am "Braised Sauce" Jack Brown. I love braised pork very much. Braised pork is not the name of a person, but the name of a dish."

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The members of the "Zhenxiang" squadron 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 carefully, and suddenly panicked. Are you just waiting to stew this newbie like me?

Life without love ing.GIF

"Chekov, when you come back, I will remove you from your post!!!"

The angry roar of Maurice Morgan, executive manager of the 911 air service base, sounded on the communication channel.

After receiving the chaotic movements inside 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 no time for joking. You drag a newbie who has just reported to work for less than 24 hours to temporarily act as a fire controller, and you let yourself go so freely. Even if you don't take your own life seriously, you still have to think about it. Someone else?

"Hahaha, Maurice, then you have to wait until I come back alive. The whole "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 Fei stepped on the Erguotou wine bottle and buckled the technical instructions under his seat belt. He did not dare to let go of the joystick with his right hand. He frowned and turned on the activation switch of the missile based on memory.

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. Both 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 one minute."

When the battle plan was actually implemented, the short-haired girl "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius quickly gathered her emotions. After all, the current combat mission was the most important thing.

"No. 213 is in place!"

The lead pilot of the second team is Carlos Sliva Lane, codenamed "Vanilla" and the chef in the cafeteria who can cook high-end dishes is from the same hometown.

"No. 214 is in place!"

"No. 215 is in place!"

"No. 216 is in place!"

"The radar team has locked onto the target and the data link has been verified."

The 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 dive into the airspace where the battle was stalemate.

"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 growled and pushed the joystick forward.

A huge figure appeared in the HUD crosshairs, with its extremely sharp blade wings flapping continuously, and dazzling flames flashing between the blades. From time to time, the edge of the dragon wings brought out wingtip vortices, as if flying in the clouds.

With each flap of the blade wings, one or several dragon thorns would be ejected from time to time. The dragon thorns with a range comparable to that of heavy artillery are undoubtedly a fatal threat to fighters. Once stabbed, there is no possibility of survival, and even ejection will become a luxury.

"'Zhenxiang' squadron, you have to be careful, this guy has killed five of our brothers!"

"We must kill it this time!"

"I am 'Coyote' from the 909 Air Force Base, and I have one 'Dragon Killer Bomb' left if you need it."

Calls from several other fighters were immediately heard in the encrypted public call frequency band based on the unified standard data link.

Until now, the role that the pilots could play was limited to holding back the mad golden dragon and waiting for the arrival of other reinforcements. The ammunition they carried was already very limited.

"Roar!~"

A dazzling green beam of light suddenly shot out from the forehead of the dragon head, cutting straight through the sky.

A propeller fighter with a different appearance from the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" was accidentally scratched by the beam across the wing tip, and a large piece was immediately separated. Small fragments broke away and flew away, and fire and smoke suddenly emerged.

The propeller fighter with its aerodynamic balance destroyed gradually lost control. Under the pilot's best efforts to control it, it swooped down to the ground, preparing to make an emergency landing, and it might even need to eject.

However, the golden dragon did not intend to let it go. The flames behind the blade wings were blazing, and the speed suddenly increased a lot. In the blink of an eye, it caught up, opened its fangs and huge mouth, opened and closed... countless fragments fell to the ground.

Extremely cruel!

"Garbage, garbage, all garbage! Die, die!"

The dragon's angry roar shook several miles away, and could even be heard clearly through the cockpit cover. Most of the current aircraft use non-metallic composite materials. The gold dragon that feeds on metal will certainly be dissatisfied, just like a meat pie mixed with sand and gravel, which is hard to swallow.

The most perfect biological combat weapon in the world is worthy of being called the Dragon of Slaughter.

Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov secretly admired it in his heart. As an enemy target, he would admire it, but he would never be merciful.

Several fighters that were besieging the golden dragon scattered. Fox was the NATO American standard code for preparing to launch missiles. Fox1 represented the guidance mode of the general programmable combat missile, which was adjusted to airborne radar guidance and data link assisted guidance. The radar signal feedback of the golden dragon was particularly strong, as dazzling and eye-catching as a pillar of light in the dark night, but it did not mean that other fighters did not have radar feedback. Even if there was enemy signal identification, they were still afraid of hitting the auxiliary vehicle by mistake and hurting their own people.

"Beep!"

The airborne radar locked the target, and the 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 a blazing flame and whistled out with white smoke.

The golden dragon that had just torn a propeller fighter to pieces happened to look up and was hit by the sudden missile. It was shot on the spot.

The two missiles were fired in no particular order, Double-Blows!

In the next second, two missiles whizzed past the fuselage of No. 211 and plunged into the depths of the fire cloud that had just exploded.

Four-Hit-Combos!

Two more followed!

The violently expanding fireballs continued to grow, and finally directly engulfed the huge dragon body.

Crazy Six-Hit-Combos!

As soon as the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron appeared, it played a perfect three-stage attack tactic.

It doesn't need such crazy concentrated fire to attack tanks, but the six "big mouth monsters" of the "Zhenxiang" squadron completely treated the gold dragon as a battleship, and it was a flying supersonic battleship.

Among the things flying in the sky, except for meteorites, there is no guy as tough as the dragon. The existence of this thing is not scientific at all.

"'Dragon Killer Bomb' ready, hold steady, and the others will leave!"

Captain Chekov shouted.

When carrying out attack operations, they will hardly have a second chance.

Flying vehicles with thin skin and tender fillings are never durable. Once the time comes to fight with bayonets in a one-on-one fight, the winner is often decided in one or two moves, and life and death are determined immediately.

"'Dragon-killing missile', fire!"

The voice of the short-haired girl rang in Chen Fei's ears. She couldn't wait to fire first.

A missile with a faint blue smoke shot out like lightning.

The guidance signal of the land-based radar locked onto the golden dragon in the distance.

No escape!

Slay-The-Dragon!

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