The tragic scene in front of him made Chekov curse on the spot.
Just now, a fire extinguisher cylinder flew past my forehead and almost went with it.
This is fate. Either you come early or you come late. If you want to make a living in this industry, you must have this consciousness. You have no choice.
Two MiG-28s and one pilot died before taking off, but the battle was not over. Fortunately, the second batch of A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft arrived late.
One step and a lucky escape.
Squadron leader Chekov not only lost his MiG wingman, but also lost the fire controller of his turboprop aircraft.
No one knows how to put their hands together anymore, so my mother-in-law advised this big bear to smoke less, drink less, and have a regular life schedule.
Even pilots cannot escape the fate of being a tool man. They must be able to fly jets and operate turboprops. One specialty is a multi-purpose skill. Military contractors can keep the jet fighters at the bottom of the tank idle.
But it won't let pilots be idle for a long time. After all, good pilots need to accumulate hours and have to have a certain period of flight training to maintain their condition. Otherwise, if they take off in a hurry, their performance may not be much better than those of novices.
The "Big Mouth Monster" is equivalent to an advanced trainer aircraft to a certain extent. It is used to maintain the right feel, and the cockpit layout is similar to that of the MiG-28, which is also a NATO standard.
This is why the 911 Air Service Base chose two fake OEM MiGs instead of the same cheap real MiGs. At least when switching operating habits and data link connection, there is no need to worry about different standards and specifications, and it can be easily composed
Very cost-effective high-low configuration.
The golden dragon that broke into the 911 Air Service Base business area and fired its dragon spines dozens of kilometers away was not in an uninhabited land. At least four fighter jets were entangled with this crazy killing dragon. They came from other countries.
Air Force Base, chase all the way here.
Although the departure apron was in a mess, with the wreckage of MiG-28s and ground crews scattered everywhere, flames scattered everywhere, and choking smoke billowing, it did not affect the five "Big Mouth Monsters" of the second echelon.
The propeller plane did not take the usual route, passing directly through the grass and entering the take-off and landing runway near the apron.
Even if the 1,500-meter-long main runway is destroyed, the neatly trimmed lawns on the side can still be used for temporary emergency takeoff and landing. Aircraft that use propellers as a propulsion method are often not picky about the requirements for the takeoff and landing environment.
A moment later, the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft from the 911 Air Service Base took off one after another in a formation, heading straight towards the airspace where the battle was taking place.
The criss-crossing tracers of aircraft cannons and the huge fireballs of missile explosions instantly became more intense than before.
"Eat my sword (power and glory)..."
Chekov, the silly bear who got stuck as soon as he shouted, was so angry that he jumped on the ground. Before he could finish his heroic words, he found that he had been pulled down, leaving only a bare major. It was simply unreasonable!
The jet wingman pilot and turboprop fire controller had just been shot, and his white brains were still bubbling out. He refused to close his eyes, and there was definitely no way to get up and fight side by side again.
On the take-off section of the runway, there was only one lone "Big Mouth Monster" left. There was no place to express desolation, but only a thousand tears.
The A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft is a two-seat aircraft, and Chekov alone cannot use it!
Even if one person can fly a plane and fight, it will not be as smooth as two people working together.
On the battlefield, one move often determines victory or defeat, and every second determines life and death. Dancing with the god of death is only a matter of millimeters. A single-seat aircraft has the advantages of a single-seat aircraft, and a two-seat aircraft also has the advantages of a double-seat aircraft. However, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands.
The latter has more advantages in capturing the best attack opportunities during high-speed maneuvers.
Turboprop fighters have a smaller turning radius than jet fighters, and are more flexible in maneuvering at low altitudes and speeds. They are not without power even against the dragons known as the Lords of the Sky.
After five A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft took off, the entire 911 air service base immediately sounded a shrill air defense alarm.
The fierce air battle has spread to the air support base located on the high ground. The ground support department units that have completed most of the tasks have begun to retreat and enter safe shelters to avoid unnecessary casualties. After all, pensions are a lot of money.
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Finding that the new rookie was still at a loss with the heavy technical instructions in his hands, Xiao Ming, the chief mechanic, shouted to him quickly: "Chen Fei, don't just stand there stupidly, come with me to the air-raid shelter."
Bullets have no eyes, they will be injured if they are rubbed, and they will die if they are touched. In the eyes of the giant dragon, human beings are no different from ants.
Especially in the dictionary of metal-type dragons, there is no such thing as compassion or kindness at all, and the worst thing is cruelty.
No one can guarantee whether the entire air service base will still exist in the future. Maybe the golden dragon will hit a few lazy donkeys and roll around, and all the buildings on the surface will be reduced to ruins.
As long as the people are there, the base will still be there.
The people are gone, and the base is gone too.
The loss of equipment and materials is nothing more than some money. For big guys who can contract military bases, they are definitely not short of money, and 911 is just one of them.
"I'll be here right away!"
Chen Fei was reluctant to put down the technical manual in his hand, and looked at the BCDEFG around him, looking for a small cart to take them all away.
At this time, Captain Chekov the Big Bear returned to the hangar again, not knowing what he was looking for.
There were only two or three kittens left among the staff in the hangar. Most of the people had already evacuated, completely ignoring the things left behind.
"Who else?!!"
The guy started yelling, then his eyes fell on Chen Fei for a second. He grinned widely, took big strides like a stranger, and rushed over laughing wildly.
"Boy (zēi), it's you."
"Chekov, what do you want to do?"
When Xiao Ming, the mechanic commander, saw this scene, he was shocked and angry. This Slavic barbarian clearly had bad intentions.
"..."
The child Chen Fei looked confused and was caught off guard by the squadron leader of the 911 Air Service Base Combat Squadron. He grabbed his neck and dragged him away on the spot.
The bear's paws, which were like cattail leaf fans, grabbed it, just like carrying a chicken cub.
"Put him down, Chekov, and come back here!"
Xiao Ming chased after him angrily.
If he just watched like this and allowed this bear to snatch away his people, how would he be able to lead the team in the future?
I really don’t know how a big bear that weighs almost 300 kilograms can run so fast. He threw little boy Chen Fei on his shoulder and disappeared in a few clicks.
The fastest flying in the sky is the Air Force, and the fastest running on the ground is the Air Force. The ancients do not deceive me.
By the time Xiao Jishang arrived at the take-off section of the runway, the remaining A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft had already turned its blades and made a huge roar. He could no longer get closer.
When Chen Fei, who had been "kidnapped", finally came to his senses, he was horrified to find that he had somehow been stuffed into the cockpit, with a seat belt tied around his body and tightly tied to the seat. When he touched his head, he was still
Wearing a helmet.
Where am I?
What am I going to do?
Hey, hey, I want to get off, this is not a plane to kindergarten!
The disgusting-looking old driver in the front seat just pressed the hood hard, took it out from his crotch, threw it behind him, then turned his head and said with a wild smile: "Hara Shaw, take a bite, Major Chekov will show you off.
Take you flying!"
Conveniently, I waved a Patton-style military salute to the chief engineer who was chasing me outside, saying goodbye to you!
Chen Fei hurriedly caught the Blue Star Erguotou wine bottle, which had a strong smell of both fur and nicotine. Chen Fei was at a loss. Is this the legendary real airplane cup or a urine bottle?
Ah this! This caliber... is very suspicious!
Σ(°△°|||)︴Chen Fei: Danger!~
Damn it, this stinky bear is not a good person!
Can you curse?
"Chekhov, you bastard, you have to die, fuck you..."
Jumping and jumping on the ground, Xiao Ming's voice was quickly drowned out by the roar of the "Big Mouth Monster". Chekov, who controlled the "Big Mouth Monster" and began to accelerate, let out a strange laugh like a howling ghost.