Dragoon fighter

For him, exchanging two MiG-21 "Baiwo" for one Su-30 "Flanker" is already a profit, but exchanging one more Su-30 for another one is not a huge profit. He shot down both of them rashly. As far as the fighter jets are concerned, the lagging MiG-21 already has a great record. I believe that this loss can be easily approved by the president, and maybe I can buy another [Chinese] J-10." "Raptor" is indeed as the Chinese saying goes. It's not that the Raptor can't cross the river. The pilot codenamed "Golden Coin" is indeed an ace. Zambia and several other countries jointly purchased and designated a pilot. It is simply too valuable. Yes, it's comparable to giving away an FC-20 for free.

The Chinese air force instructors and engineers all cast strange glances at Lieutenant General Mora. You actually regard the Chinese pilots as gods. If you don't have a bullet or a missile, you can check it yourself. You say it in such a loud voice. .

"Haha, [Chinese] pilot, you are so awesome." Lieutenant General Mora raised his thumbs to everyone and covered up his embarrassment with clumsy parrot-like Chinese.

Lin Mo's operation was a serious violation of regulations. After getting permission from Lieutenant General Mora, he had completely overdrawn the fighter's performance to the limit regardless of the current situation of the MiG uncle. If it were normal, this MiG-21 Whether it can land safely has become a problem. It is conceivable that this plane will never have a chance to return to the sky.

But now, in Lin Mo's hands, this old aircraft has become a deadly missile, with its nose pointed directly at the Su-30's flight path.

Lin Mo had accurately predicted and calculated the Su-30's flight attitude, quickly locked the joystick and decisively pulled the ejection under the seat. Like a wire-controlled torpedo, the MiG-21 went straight towards the Su-30 and volleyed into it.

The hatch cover exploded in an instant, and Lin Mo was ejected more than sixty meters by the rocket from his mount. At this moment, the Su-30 pilot who was crossing the MiG's flight path widened his eyes, but he was too late. Without any reaction, the two pilots only howled for half a sound before being swallowed up by a ball of fire and violent explosions.

This is not a repeat of the same trick, this is a suicide collision, the ultimate trump card of all pilots.

After parachuting, Lin Mo looked at the empty void below and let out a long breath. This was already his best effort. Without using special abilities or relying on the metal dragon, this was already his limit. , after all, there is not a single round of ammunition, and it is difficult to make a meal without rice. As long as Zambia does not come to claim compensation for the loss of MiG fighter jets, otherwise he will have to work hard as a pilot in a poor place like Zambia for the rest of his life.

The fireball explosion five hundred meters away set off a searing wave of hot air that shook the ejected mount two or three meters outward. Even though he was wearing a tactical helmet, Lin Mo could still feel the explosion of the fully loaded ammunition and fuel. High temperature radiation and strong impact bo.

Countless scattered fragments streaked across the sky with flames, and even some with terrifying howling sounds.

The fragments passed by Lin Mo and suddenly lifted up from the seat, slowing down Lin Mo's descent. A white umbrella rose slowly next to the fireball where the two fighter jets collided in the air, and was lifted up by the airflow. Slowly drifting into the distance, the further away from the fireball still burning fuel in mid-air, the safer it becomes.

There was a faint sound of thunder in the clouds in the distance, and several small black dots quickly appeared next to Lin Mo. They saw the huge fireball and black smoke in the sky, and almost at the same time, there was a harsh sonic boom that accelerated to break the sound barrier just now. The small black dot appeared clearly in Lin Mo's sight in the blink of an eye.

Lin Mo, who was sitting on the escape seat, waved to the MiG-21 to express safety. The belated MiG fighter jet from Lusaka Air Force Base circled around Lin Mo and the falling black smoke three times. The wings of the plane swayed left and right, indicating that it saw Lin Mo, and then returned to the direction of the air force base.

Since Lin Mo parachuted, someone on the ground would naturally come to help him and take him back to Lusaka safely. This is a special treatment for Air Force pilots.

The signal light on the escape ejection seat started to work, with neon lights flashing and jumping, and the coordinate positions were continuously emitted.

Just as Lin Mo was swinging his tui leisurely and waiting for the escape seat to land safely, a strong wind suddenly blew up around him and the parachute was thrown high into the sky again.

The weather in Africa changes quickly. Just a moment ago, the white clouds that were like cotton yarn were scattered in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the clouds were flying like sand and rocks. The visibility dropped sharply. Everything including grass, leaves and dead branches were swept up into the sky, including Lin Mo's parachute. It was no exception, staggering in a big circle in the sky.

Tornadoes, several long smoke pillars, connected directly from the ground to the sky.

"Holy shit, where are you going to send me?" Lin Mo pulled up the visor of his helmet and saw that the weather suddenly changed, strong winds rose, a strong cyclone formed faintly, and lightning appeared from time to time.

Lin Mo had just had time to turn the golden dragon on his wrist into a mobile phone. Before he could pull out the phone number, the parachute went out of shape in the air and had no shape at all. In the chaos, the parachute rope wrapped around Lin Mo's seat, and even The person was tied up with five large umbrellas, and the white umbrella cloth covered Lin Mo and the seat directly. Although it blocked the line of sight, it also provided an extra layer of barrier. Even the wind and sand could not get in. As long as the messy things were It's not too sharp, and the umbrella cloth is able to withstand it.

All I could hear was the violent whistling of the wind outside, spinning crazily. Fortunately, Lin Mo dictated the number to be pulled, and the gold coins helped Lin Mo pull it out automatically.

"Hey, hello, Major Huang, I can't go back for a while. I was flying in the sky and encountered a tornado. Yes, yes, the tornado hit. I don't know where it hit yet, so I'll have to retaliate later. No problem, you Don’t worry, I’m safe and I can handle it myself.”

Lin Mo acted like a normal person, calmly talking on his cell phone, but he didn't talk nonsense and hung up immediately after explaining.

On the first day he stepped into the African continent, the golden dragon’s mobile phone function received the first text message from China Mobile: “Dear GSM users, answer domestic calls and make domestic calls at NT$2.00 per minute. 33 yuan per minute

This cheating domestic SIM card is simply a money-eating machine. Lin Mo didn't even have time to change to a local SIM card locally.

"What's wrong? Who's calling?" When the others saw Major Huang De answering the phone, his expression became particularly strange.

"Lin Mo encountered a tornado."

Major Huang De didn't know what to say. Lieutenant Lin Mo was too calm. He was blown around in the sky by the tornado, but his tone remained calm as usual, so he called himself calmly, just like It was as if his car was stuck in a traffic jam and he didn't take it seriously at all.

A group of people stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

According to the news coming back from the MiG-21 fleet ahead, Lin Mo should still be floating in the sky. He was swept up by the tornado before he even hit the ground. He didn’t know how dangerous it was. This guy was so nervous that he quickly caught up with the steel bars. Okay, as if nothing happened.

God forbid, I hope this guy can come back safe and sound.

Lin Mo was fixed on the seat by the seat belt. He did not loosen the seat belt rashly. He was blown around by the tornado, but he was protected by half of the seat. Outside the umbrella cloth, it was dark and dark, and he could only hear the shrill roar of the wind. It was roaring, and there were constant collisions with foreign objects. Fortunately, the pot alloy seat was extremely strong. The load-carrying suit and helmet he wore were like wearing light armor. The collisions in the tornado even made Lin Mo use his battle energy to protect his body. Neither is needed.

He didn't know how long he had been spinning in the sky, but Lin Mo finally felt that the wind was gradually weakening. The seat fell heavily to the ground, rolled countless times, and finally turned sideways on the ground and stopped moving. The umbrella cloth wrapped outside had already It was so tattered that you could see through the holes that the weather had already disappeared.

After a moment, the umbrella cloth and paracord wrapping tightly wrapped around the ejection seat like a big cocoon were suddenly stretched out with several extremely sharp blades, piercing through the layers of umbrella cloth, and then He quickly waved it apart, and in the blink of an eye, pieces of rags and broken nylon ropes were scattered piece by piece.

"Oh, I'm sleepy." Lin Mo yawned heavily and rubbed his eyes. The landing site was in the wilderness. There was not even a trace of light indicating human habitation. The wilderness was full of insects, and there were distant places. The roars of nocturnal beasts were heard.

Looking at the sky again, the stars all over the sky, accompanied by the moonlight, retreated towards the dense clumps of weeds on the ground. I don’t know where they are.

After unbuckling his seat belt, Lin Mo stood up, stretched a few times, solved the physiological problems that he had been holding back for a long time, and took out emergency life-sustaining food and water, wilderness survival equipment, and rescue equipment from under the seat.

The equipment and supplies contained in the survival backpack hung on the seat during ejection are enough to allow the pilot to survive in isolation for three days.

The beacon on the ejection seat might have been damaged by something, and the signal light stopped flashing. Lin Mo took inventory of his equipment, assembled a pistol, took a sip of water, replenished his fluids, and turned on the call for help radio.

It was full of noise. Lin Mo changed several channels, but it still didn't work. It seemed that the calling distance was too far, exceeding the calling distance of 80 kilometers.

Let the gold-type dragon turn into a mobile phone. Well, this mobile phone is not in the service area. Even China Mobile is helpless. It seems that the signal is not very good. There is no base station nearby. He has no plans to use a satellite phone for the time being. , after all, ordinary people cannot carry satellite phones with them. Although they can get through, it is too suspicious.

Lin Mo used an umbrella knife to cut down a circle of waist-high weeds, sprinkled powder to repel snakes and insects nearby, leaned against the seat and got into a cold-proof sleeping bag. He had a good night's rest first, and put the giant gold dragon into his hands. The transformed watch was thrown out and turned into a circular travel tent in mid-air, suddenly covering Lin Mo and the ejection seat from top to bottom. ! .