typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 279 - Strike first to gain the upper hand

Several air service bases located in the Hindu Kush Mountains are not far apart from each other, and the patrol radii between the air service bases will overlap with each other. This is the plan intentionally planned by the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee.

In the event of an emergency that one air service base cannot cope with, other nearby air service bases can rush over in time to provide support.

In fact, this kind of planning is correct. The 911 Air Service Base has encountered such a critical situation before.

"I'm a 'rookie' at the 911 Air Service Base, over!"

Chen Fei glanced at the signal captured on the radar screen.

That was a MiG-28 twin formation flying together, a military contractor's air superiority weapon, considered a high-end product.

Of course, there is still no way to compare with Chen Fei's F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter.

"We are Wufeng and Tingyu from the 909 Air Service Base, and I am Wufeng, the lead aircraft!"

“I am the wingman ‘Tingyu’!”

The two pilots introduced themselves on the public communication channel dedicated to military contractors. Remembering the call signs of pilots at other air service bases around them is a basic professional quality and also a courtesy.

If the other party reports a call sign that you have never heard of, you may have to be cautious.

If you cheat on your flight call sign, you may have ulterior motives or even bad intentions, and you may be an enemy.

Chen Fei pointed at the electronic map and the locations of the two MiG-28s, and said, "Hey, man, you have crossed the border!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a message coming from the tower team of the 911 air service base.

"'Rookie,' two MiGs from the 909 Air Service Base flew through the buffer zone, please stay tuned."

The normal patrol radius of an air service base is 500 kilometers. In fact, the outermost 50-kilometer radius is usually regarded as an overlapping buffer zone with other air service bases, and both parties patrol together.

After all, the aircraft can travel more than ten kilometers in the blink of an eye with one boost, and it is common to occasionally exceed the patrol radius.

But this time, two MiG jets from the 909 Air Service Base have broken through the 450-kilometer radius of the 911 Air Service Base. The straight-line distance from the 911 Air Service Base is less than 420 kilometers, and this distance is constantly shortening.

It happened that Chen Fei's F-22 was nearby, so I sent him over to warn him not to cross the line too deeply.

After the corporate war between the 911 Air Service Base and the United Man Brothers Consortium ended, the battered 909 Air Service Base was quickly sold out. With a sum of cash obtained, the United Man Brothers Consortium returned a fortune.

Waves of blood.

The military contractor that took over 909 was so ambitious that it didn't take the local 911 Air Service Base and the Jiu Defense Company seriously. It dared to cross the border with just two MiG aircraft. It was obviously with bad intentions.

"'Rookie' received it and has warned the other party."

Chen Fei responded. It seemed that his reminder was quite timely.

"Dude, are you wrong?"

The one who spoke was the wingman of the MiG team, "Wu Feng".

"You are less than 400 kilometers away from our base, please turn around and return!"

Chen Fei patiently reminded the other party, and at the same time gently pushed the joystick to face the MiG team.

It's understandable that it ranges from 450 kilometers to 500 kilometers, but when it comes to such an error as 400 kilometers, even the donkeys of the production team wouldn't dare to go as far as possible!

"Wufeng", the leader of the MiG squadron at the 909 Air Service Base, said confidently: "It's impossible, we are still within the normal patrol radius!"

"Please turn around within ten seconds, otherwise it will be regarded as a declaration of war on your side!"

His patience was exhausted, he refused to drink the toast and drank as a penalty. Chen Fei did not hesitate to issue a solemn warning, or in other words, a threat.

The MiG squadron was less than 370 kilometers away from the 911 Air Service Base. Even if the positioning system failed, it still insisted on going its own way after receiving the reminder. This was no longer a simple accidental yaw, but a deliberate move.

What's more, the land-based radar of the 909 Air Service Base can completely cover the vicinity of the 911 Air Service Base, but at this moment, it pretends to be deaf and mute, completely turning a blind eye to its own MiG team's blatant intrusion into the patrol radius of the 911 Air Service Base. Such an attitude is a bit

Very thought-provoking.

"Wu Feng", the leader of the MiG squadron at the 909th Air Service Base, disdainfully said on the public communication channel: "What a loud tone. You declare war just when you say you want to. Who do you think you are?"

The wingman pilot "Tingyu" followed the demonstration and said: "Two of us are beating you one, do you think you can definitely win?"

"None of you can even think of going back alive!"

Without saying much, Chen Fei turned on the afterburner and felt a strong push on his back. The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter flew straight towards the MiG squadron.

The other party is just here to stir up trouble. He really thinks that Mr. Chen is a good man and a woman of faith, with a violent temper, who takes life and death lightly, and will do anything if he doesn't accept it.

"Wait, 'rookie', don't..."

It seemed that the two sides were about to start a fight. Just as the tower at the 911 air service base was about to call, the communication channel was cut off.

"Hey, calm down!"

The manager on duty, Maham, shouted loudly with his headset on.

I'm afraid that the 909 Air Service Base is not ready for a fight between the two sides. After all, corporate war is a conflict where conflicts cannot be reconciled and the final decision can only be made with fists. Both sides will be very cautious.

This MiG team is obviously here to challenge the bottom line of the 911 Air Service Base. Although it is very arrogant in words, it is actually just a test operation. It has no courage to really approach the 911 Air Service Base, which is 300 kilometers away at most.

If they arrive at the 911 Air Service Base, they will immediately turn around and return home. Even if the two sides do not want to fight, they will probably have to fight a solid battle.

"Hahahaha, that stupid kid was fooled and dared to rush over alone, hahahaha... Huh? What? Missile! What type of missile is this? No, this is..."

"Ting Yu", the wingman pilot of the MiG team, was smiling when he suddenly noticed a strange light spot on the radar screen approaching at an unusually fast speed, but the MiG's warning system was silent and silent.

There is movement, and there seems to be a malfunction.

"It's not a missile, it's the opponent's fighter jet. Is he flying a missile?"

The lead pilot "Wufeng" also noticed that his warning system did not issue a warning. He reacted quickly and immediately thought of a possibility.

The MiG-28's short-term afterburner maximum speed is about Mach 1.6, while the f-22's afterburner can reach Mach 2.2. From the radar, it looks like a missile when it rushes towards it in a menacing manner.

The MiG-28 is already the top fighter for military contractors. Who would have thought that there is still a former king, the F-22 "Raptor" hidden in the 911 air base.

"Direction 210!"

"Ting Yu", the wingman pilot of the MiG team, had sharp eyes and noticed an unusual and dazzling flash of light in the sky.

"Meet the enemy!"

The lead pilot "Wu Feng" pushed the control stick and immediately faced him.

At this juncture, what else can the two sides say? Of course, it’s not just a matter of coercion!

"Wait a minute! Is the 'Rookie's' 203 equipped with weapons?"

In the tower of the 911 air service base, the duty manager Maham, who called several times but received no response, suddenly seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to look at the people in the tower team.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion. The F-22 has a built-in weapons bay. Just from the appearance, it is not necessarily possible to confirm whether it carries weapons.

Someone called up the takeoff video and confirmed: "All four wing-mounted hardpoints are empty!"

"Ammunition team, this is the duty manager Maham, does No. 203 have any weapons mounted on it?"

Maham got through to the leader of the ammunition team.

"No!"

"No?"

"I promise!"

The leader of the ammunition team confirmed again and again without hesitation that the ammunition account book was in his hand. It was clear whether the F-22 had been loaded with ammunition.

Not to mention missiles, not even a single cannon bullet.

"Fuck!"

Maham punched the workbench.

The courage of that "rookie" guy is not ordinary. The F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter that took off for the first time clearly did not carry any weapons and ammunition, but he ignored it and just went through it. Most people can't do that at all.

Such a thing.

Maham quickly made a countermeasure, holding down the headset and issuing instructions quickly.

"Major Chekov of the 'Zhenxiang' squadron will immediately take off in the MiG-28 to support the 'rookie'. The others are on standby and ready to take off at any time."

Hana's boss was away, and the several managers on duty who were on duty had the most power. They were restrained when negotiating and ruthless when fighting. The boss gave them the greatest trust and support.

Shrill sirens sounded throughout the 911 air service base, the war machines were launched at full strength, and everyone in each department entered a state of war preparation.

Squadron Leader Chekov drove a MiG-28 loaded with ammunition into the sky, with a stream of anti-aircraft missiles under its wings.

He could arrive at the airspace where the incident occurred in 20 minutes at most.

"'Rookie', leave one for me!"

Chekov opened the public communication channel and shouted excitedly.

Watch me, Chekov, warm the wine and kill the enemy.

He's been so idle lately, and he doesn't even have any mutants or monsters. Finally, an opponent came to his door asking for abuse. He was immediately overjoyed, feeling an inexplicable sense of happiness as he faced the sea and the flowers were blooming in spring.

This is probably the world where cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters.

Chekov was not worried about Chen Fei's combat effectiveness. For the pilots who survived the corporate war, there were only two MiG-28s. Even if Chen Fei was flying a "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop, it would not necessarily be the same.

You will definitely be at a disadvantage.

What's more, this guy is still flying a ruthless product like the F-22 "Raptor". The performance of the aircraft alone is enough to completely defeat the MiG-28. The two sides are not fighters of the same generation at all, they are two generations apart.

After clearly seeing the "silver sparkle" that quickly became larger and clearer from far to near, the wingman pilot "Tingyu" with excellent eyesight shouted in disbelief.

"That's not a MiG!"

"It's not a 'Big Mouth Monster' either!" the lead pilot "Wu Feng" added blankly. He shuddered violently, came to his senses, and shouted: "Fire!"

It's not the same model as the MiG, nor is it a "Big Mouth Monster", so what the hell is it?

For your own safety, strike first and then take advantage.

The fire control radar locked the target immediately, and the four missiles trailing smoke broke away from the wing mounting points of the two MiG-28s and headed straight towards the oncoming unidentified aircraft.

-If you like Split Sky Rider, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Split Sky Rider Sodu Novel Network has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next