Chapter 283 Just Go Away

Chapter 283 - Just leave

"What?"

Ximen Si Kong, the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, rushed to the tower window and looked out.

His mouth opened wide, and he 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 the Mi that followed closely behind. Grid-28 subconsciously ignored it.

F-22?

Really a "raptor"!

Just for a 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 the air.

Within the scope of permission of the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, the combat aircraft that all military contractors can purchase and use is the MiG-28.

Jet MiGs, turboprop "Big Mouth Monsters", search and rescue and support Z-9, AH-72 and the like, the licenses for armed helicopters are relatively loose and there are more options.

In terms of the mission objectives of each air service base, this configuration standard is more than enough. What is the use of advanced combat flight weapons? Do you want to rebel?

The F-22 passed sideways at 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 and swung gently as if he was showing off. I flicked the wing, come on, be pretentious!

This wave was a bit harsh.

Passing through someone else's territory at low altitude is no different than rushing into the other person's home 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.

"Get into the air, get into the air, all the fighters are in the air, shoot them down!"

Ximen Templekong still retained the last trace of reason and did not order the ground anti-aircraft weapons to fire.

Fighter versus fighter, being beaten down means your skills are inferior to others.

The 909th Air Service Base really wanted to cause trouble, but they never thought about making it big. Even if they broke their brains, they did not expect that the 911th Air Service Base's response would be so big. It was a firecracker, and it exploded at one point, annihilating the MiGs in the 909th Air Service Base. After forming a small team, he rushed towards them aggressively, as if he 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 a 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."

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 die or I live, 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 if it’s because the F-22’s flight control system has been rewritten in modern times, or it’s always like this, or it’s because the intelligent unit of the “Flying Dragon” tactical armor is coordinating from it, so he can achieve the flight attitude he wants just right every time. Not one point too much, not one point too little.

During a low-altitude flight through the field, a deviation of even one point may cause an earth-shattering flight accident.

“Those guys are getting on the plane!”

Chekhov's Big Bear saw that the pilots had rushed to the apron, and the ground crew prepared the fighter jets. The efficiency was not much slower than that of the 911 Air Service Base.

Everyone is professional, and 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 it were like bastards stealing watermelons, rolling and crawling like chickens and dogs.

"gone!"

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 is how the same thing?"

The ground crew who had 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 even need to ask?

The pilots who ran to the tarmac in anger were able to vaguely see some of it due to the distance.

"It was the F-22, it did it!"

"Is that a Ghost fighter?"

"The F-22 sliced ​​off our fighter jet with its wing."

"How can it be?"

Soon, everyone felt like they had seen a ghost.

Seeing the scene just happening on the apron from afar, Ximen Sikong, the executive manager of the 909 Air Crew Base, almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and even thought about jumping directly from the tower.

What is the most important thing in the entire air crew base?

Fighter!

Fighter!!

Fighter!!!

Without fighters, what is the air crew base?

A radius of 500 kilometers, do you have to patrol on your own two legs?

It can be foreseen that after the 909 Air Crew Base lost these fighters, this month's contract money will definitely fly away. If you can't do the work you should do, why should you get the money? No matter how you say it, it's still the same reason.

Without this huge sum of money, the furious boss will definitely find someone to take the blame.

At this moment, besides himself, who else can there be?

Ximen Sikong, with a pale face, trembled and took out his mobile phone, selected a contact, and dialed.

"Boss, this is Simon. Our fighter planes are all destroyed..."

After a moment, he hung up the phone with a look of despair on his face, numbly took out his pistol, loaded it, removed the safety, and pointed it at his head.

When the people in the tower saw this scene, they were collectively horrified and rushed over.

"Manager, don't!"

Bang!

...

Winners are kings and losers are bandits, what can we say!

"'Rookie', start returning!"

"'Peanut Butter', start returning!"

The voices of Chen Fei and Chekov's squadron leader rang out in the communication channel one after another. The duty manager Maham, who was like an ant on a hot pot, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The signal captured by the land-based radar also confirmed this. The cursors of two of his own aircraft were flying towards the 911 Air Force Base.

Fuck, I'm finally back!

Maham, who was under great pressure, wiped his cold sweat and shook his head.

This team is too difficult to lead, too bad, I'm afraid only Hana Boss can calm these monsters.

He never thought that Chen Fei's so-called "scrambling" and not being able to get in would cause such a big commotion at the 909 Air Force Base that the executive manager at the same level as him would have almost shot him if his subordinates had not acted quickly and stopped him in time.

"This plane is really good. Can I use it later?"

In the cockpit of the MiG-28 following the F-22's wingman position, Chekov the big bear kept slurping and drooling.

Outsiders watch the excitement, insiders watch the doorway. When the F-22, which was reborn with full blood on the spot, made a fancy pass at the ultra-low altitude of the 909 Air Force Base, its fierce and sharp maneuvering posture meant that its control performance was far superior to the MiG. Not to mention the MiG-28, even the original MiG-29, -31, -35, and -37, which were originally installed, could not compare with this "Raptor", which made the big bear very greedy.

"No, my wife and fighter jet cannot be loaned out!"

This F-22 is a private property, not a public fighter jet. Chen Fei rejected the unreasonable request of the big bear squadron leader with confidence.

He had already given a 9.999% discount, but the other party was unwilling to pay even 100 million star yuan, and still wanted to take advantage. It's wishful thinking, but it's shit!

"Just fly once, fly once! Don't be so stingy."

Chekov's anti-G-suit crotch was wet, and his saliva was flowing.

"I'm poor, so I'm stingy!"

Chen Fei said in a tone of "I'm poor, so I'm right" that he pushed back Chekov's greed.

"..."

Chekov had never seen such a poor and stubborn guy, and he had no way to deal with him.

Chen Fei used his trump card and said quietly, "Be careful, I will tell Xiao Boss..."

"Hey! No, no, let's talk properly. We should solve internal conflicts internally without involving Xiao Ming!"

When he heard the stubborn chief mechanic, Chekov was immediately scared. The big guy was unreasonable. He punched him directly when he saw something wrong.

"No problem. We should solve internal conflicts internally. 'Rookie', I will help you!"

"Devil Pepper" Ilini Lucius' voice interrupted. Unexpectedly, this short-haired girl was also monitoring flight communications.

"Little Pepper, I haven't done anything yet!"

What Chekov feared most at the air base was Xiao, the chief mechanic who was stupid and stubborn and could not be reasoned with. The second was his good partner, the deputy squadron leader Ilini Lucius. He was really unable to deal with her unreasonable convulsions. What's more, she had no breasts, which was definitely not his cup of tea.

The third is BOSS Hana Gagel. Maybe she has been beaten less frequently. As long as she is beaten more times, her ranking will rise immediately.

"It's too late to wait for you to do it. We must prevent it before it happens. Let's talk about it later!"

The short-haired girl didn't know what was wrong, and she set her sights on Captain Chekov.

In a sense, she was also Chen Fei's enlightenment teacher in the pilot circle. Many basic flying knowledge were taught by hand, and she spent a lot of energy to teach.

It is natural for the master to stand up for the apprentice.

Ilini Lucius just set her sights on Chekov, the big bear, and she must make a one, two, three, four, five, six today.

The communication channel became lively, and the big bear was also anxious because of it.

After a while, the F-22 landed smoothly first, and the MiG-28 landed right after it.

When Chen Fei opened the cockpit cover, he saw that the MiG-28 driven by the big bear was slowly sliding into the apron.

The deputy squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" fighter pilot team, "Devil Pepper" Irini Lucius, was blocking the tarmac.

"Chekov, if you are a man, get off now!"

"I don't need to prove whether I am a man or not!"

"Don't stay on the plane if you dare! Get off now!"

"I won't!"

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