Although the main mission of the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft is reconnaissance, patrol and ground fire support, it is more than enough to bully ground targets without air defense capabilities. It is not an air superiority aircraft at all, but occasionally
It's still possible to make a cameo in an air support mission where you just pretend to be awesome and run away, and you have the ability to fight no matter what.
The "Big Mouth Monster" carrying Chekov and Chen Fei rushed out more than 300 meters on the runway. The nose of the aircraft suddenly lifted, the landing gear immediately left the ground, and the aircraft body quickly rushed into the sky, successfully completing the take-off procedure.
"Listen, we are both grasshoppers tied to the same rope now. Whether we can survive or not depends entirely on you. Keep an eye on the instruments and buttons in front of you and get familiar with them first."
After taking off, the unreliable Big Bear squadron leader finally became serious.
After all, when people are in the sky, they are more likely to fall if they float. If you fly high, you will fall miserably.
"ah?"
Chen Fei never thought about the day when he could become a co-pilot.
What should I do if I am caught driving without a license? Waiting online, urgent!
Comrade Traffic Police: Get down first!
But now the plane is in mid-air and he can't get off!
Chen Fei almost wanted to die.
Quickly throw the wine bottle at your feet and step on it tightly. This thing also involves drunk driving!
He could even smell the stench of alcohol permeating the cockpit. This bear hadn't brushed its teeth in hundreds of years!
"Try the communication channel first. The tower will assist you. Remember the technical instructions you have read."
Although Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov, the squadron leader of the 911th Air Service Base Combat Squadron, seemed to be pulling a strong man casually, he was not really pulling him randomly.
When he saw Chen Fei, the rookie was holding a technical manual for the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft. Although it was only Book A, there were B, C, and D at the back.
, there are several books E, F and G, but volume A is the general outline. The content part basically mentions all the module components, including a basic introduction to the various functions on the instrument panel. Even if it is not a flight operation manual, you can at least understand what it is.
What's going on? As a fire controller's operating guide, it's more than enough.
Communication channel?
After being kidnapped onto the pirate ship, no, the pirate plane, Chen Fei had no choice but to fiddle with the instrument panel a few times with a sad face.
Fortunately, he still had the technical manual (A) about this light attack aircraft firmly in his hand, so he still had time to turn over the book.
Tried flipping the communication switch a few times.
"Ho!~ The unfinished episode, the Minotaur! Ho! Damn the eunuch! Ho! Offline, you are submissive and look like a ghost. If you think Uncle Long is too tough, all of you should go to hell! Go to hell! Ho ho ho..."
The sudden roar startled Chen Fei and he quickly adjusted the frequency band.
"What the hell is that noise? It scares dad to death!"
It was not only Chen Fei who heard the sudden roar, but also Chekov who was sitting in the front seat. The hairs on their backs stood up in unison.
Just hearing these two sentences, I felt that the amount of information was really huge.
"It's not me. I don't know. It was a public communication channel."
Chen Fei quickly dialed a few more times, and heard another voice in his ears.
"Hey...Call 211, call 211, this is the 911 tower, please answer."
"211 received. I am 'Peanut Butter'. I am climbing at a speed of 330 kilometers. I am expected to enter the combat airspace in 5 minutes."
Chekov kept pulling the joystick and opened the throttle valve to the maximum, allowing the "Big Mouth Monster" body to maintain a high angle of attack and continue to climb, without rushing into the battlefield where the fierce battle was taking place immediately.
For aircraft in the atmosphere, the best booster is altitude.
As long as they have enough altitude advantage, propeller-driven fighters can even dare to fight jet fighters.
"IFF identification friend or foe verification passed, the battlefield data link has been connected, the temporary key is activated, please keep communication smooth."
The tower staff had retreated to the second backup command room of the underground air defense facility, and now there was no one on the ground.
Dragon spikes falling from the sky from time to time are everywhere, and even hiding in an armored vehicle may not be safe.
The penetration ability of the dragon spine shared from the metal dragon is comparable to that of armor-piercing bullets. It is also particularly resistant to metal materials and has a strong corrosive effect. No matter how thick the armor steel is, it is no different from paper. On the contrary, it is made of non-metallic composite materials.
The defensive effect has not been compromised.
"'Peanut Butter' received, 'Zhenxiang' squadron's attention, follow me closely, prepare for a two-plane formation dive attack, 'Devil Pepper', are you still alive? I didn't see you."
The big bear who suddenly became serious looked completely different from when he was on the ground.
"'Devil Pepper' is still here, I saw you, 'Peanut Butter', and all members of the 'True Fragrance' squadron are here, starting to assemble."
The deputy squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron, the short-haired girl Irene Lucius's calm and calm voice sounded in the communication channel.
Her flight code name is "Devil Pepper", which really fits the temperament of a South American pepper.
Before Chekhov's No. 211 aircraft took off, the "Zhenxiang" squadron made a tentative attack, and then began to use its own advantages to start a wandering tactics.
"Hey! Rookie behind you, give yourself a codename, how about 'rookie'? It really suits you!"
"Peanut Butter" Chekov turned his attention behind himself again.
"No, no, no, I don't want it!"
What a "rookie", Chen Fei shook his head like a rattle, he was an apprentice worker in the mechanical repair team, a hard-working tool man, what code name do you want?
It's not peanut butter, it's devil's pepper. It's really delicious?
Are you still planning to cook?
Why don't you stew your big bear first?
This is the true meaning of "true fragrance".
Chen Fei couldn't understand the bad taste of these pilots at all.
"Every pilot has to have his own flight code. This is a convention. Just like me, my code name is 'Peanut Butter', my father is also a pilot, his code name is 'Caviar', and my grandfather,
He flies a La-9, codenamed 'Ketchup', the Ivanov family is a family of pilots, and aviation kerosene flows in their veins, hurrah!"
Okay, ancestral third-generation sauce!
When reuniting with other A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft of the "Zhenxiang" squadron, Chekov took a moment to explain to Chen Fei.
"I just started learning to repair airplanes, not a pilot."
Child Chen Fei was about to cry. He was pushed onto the plane and stuffed into the cabin inexplicably.
I really want to kill this unreasonable big bear with this thick and heavy technical manual in my hand.
"So where are you? What do you want to do?" Chekov suddenly raised his hands, and then asked loudly: "Tell me, who are you?" These were three consecutive questions that almost hit the soul.
No one is holding the joystick at this moment!
The "Big Mouth Monster" followed the inertia and continued to charge upward for a while, then began to turn around aimlessly and go diagonally downward.
"Are you crazy?"
Seeing that the big bear in the front seat was actually letting go at this juncture, Chen Fei was furious. Now was not the time to joke.
A fighter jet is not a bicycle. If you don’t drive on autopilot, letting go is shaking hands with death.
"Tell me who you are?"
Chekov refused to give in and allowed the fighter jet he and Chen Fei were flying to begin to fall freely.
"Peanut Butter, what are you doing?"
The second backup command room located in the underground air defense facility not only heard the conversation between the two, but also captured the abnormal maneuvering posture of No. 211 "Big Mouth Monster" through radar.
"Squadron Captain, stop making trouble!"
"Devil Pepper" girl Illini Lucius flew the plane closer and noticed something strange about No. 211. This was not a serious dive attack at all.
"Hold the joystick, we're going to fall! We're going to fall! We're going to fall!"
Chekov waved his hands and danced a bear dance on the front seat, his body weighing more than two hundred kilograms shaking even more violently.
"You're crazy! Ahhhhhh, pull me up quickly, pull me up ahhhh..."
Chen Fei finally couldn't bear it any longer, so he put the technical manual under his arm, grabbed the joystick, and pulled it back hard.
Who knows which direction the "Big Mouth Monster" will fly to, the ground, the sky, or to the ground!
After finally receiving human intervention, the turboprop dived diagonally for a certain distance, then gradually leveled off. The shaking body stabilized again and climbed again.
Models with a statically stable design are actually not difficult to control. There is a risk of stalling only when the speed is lower than 130 kilometers per hour. Even then, at the speed of spinning and diving, it only takes a few dozen seconds to hit the ground.
It only takes seconds, but there is still enough time to correct it.
"Ula!~~"
Chekov cheered and said: "Look! Look! I knew you were a qualified pilot. Tell me, who are you?"
Who am I, where am I, and what do I want to do?
The standard three-question soul question, this big bear is not stupid at all, he is just drunk.
