Split Sky Rider

"Unknown enemy plane is approaching rapidly!"

A loud announcement sounded from the tower of the 909 Air Service Base. This was an emergency.

The vehicle-mounted mobile radar captured the signal of the flying object. The original land-based radar was completely destroyed. It would not be possible to repair it overnight. It could only be replaced temporarily, and its performance was naturally weaker than the permanent land-based radar. On many.

Even so, the vehicle-mounted mobile radar can still cover the complete patrol radius of the entire air base, which is even more than enough.

The entire air base immediately sounded a shrill and shrill air defense siren.

"F*K! How dare they? How dare they! Assholes!"

Ximen Si, the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, roared in the air.

His MiG team only dared to pretend to be confused, deliberately pretending to be stupid, and tentatively invaded. However, the 911 side did not even need to cover up or excuse, and came directly to the 909 air service base blatantly.

A MiG-28 slowly approached the left rear wing of the F-22 from behind. Chen Fei did not use any afterburners, allowing the heavily armed Chekhov Bear to catch up and form a two-plane formation, pointing straight ahead 390 909 Air Service Base kilometers away.

The silver that filled the entire F-22 cockpit receded like a tide and shrank back into Chen Fei's body.

He shook his head and looked around himself, as if nothing had happened, but the wonderful feeling of man-machine integration just now was gone.

"Is this what old David's old friend gave you?"

Chekov drooled with envy as he looked at the "raptor" whose body was shining with silver light and clearly reflected the sky and the ground.

Although he had not received training at the Eagle-Nest Eagle Nest Private Airport, he had still heard of the fame of the "Eagle King".

After the Three Realms War, Old David retired with great success. In addition to his full military exploits, he also took with him the old man who had accompanied him through life and death. There are very few heroes who can have such an honor. .

"This is a replica!"

This is not Chen Fei’s first time flying the F-22 Raptor jet fighter.

His proficiency in driving the F-22 in Old David's flight simulator was even higher than that of the MiG-28, and he had already formed combat effectiveness with this fighter.

The original version of the F-22 has long been gone and has become a template file in the energy point and body evolution database. In other words, it is reborn. As long as there are enough accessories, more "Raptor" can be reproduced. , and it’s guaranteed not to be bad at all.

"Reproduction? How much does it cost?"

Chekov immediately became excited. As the squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat flying squadron, his income is naturally not low, and he also has a factory at home. The annual dividends are quite large, which is enough for ordinary families to have food and drink for a lifetime. I am truly not short of money and have achieved financial freedom early.

It is naturally difficult to get original F-22s. Even the American Federation itself does not have much inventory. Even if there are sealed ones, they have been damaged after such a long time. Pulling them out and trying to fly is just a dream.

But the replica version, and the one that can fly, is nothing more than a problem of money. If a problem can be solved with money, is it still a problem?

Chekhov can spend nearly 3 million star dollars to collect an original AK-47. How many star dollars is left to collect an F-22 "Raptor"?

"You have to ask old David about this. He has all the main accessories."

If Old David hadn't sent these parts over, Chen Fei would have been unable to make this empty shell fly. What's more, the avionics and flight control systems cannot be directly replaced by supernatural powers.

The F-22 is a statically unstable design, and its maneuverability relies entirely on extreme flight on the edge of losing control. Without flight control, it would probably just fall in various fancy ways, such as stalls and tail spins. It's just child's play.

When the parts sent by Old David are used up, I'm afraid I'll have to get another batch, or get the production technology and equipment, but I'm afraid that the 911 air service base will not be able to use it in a small place.

That is to say, Old David's net worth can afford the reproduction of so many parts. If Chen Fei himself were to sell him, he would not be able to afford these parts, even a small part of them.

Chekhov was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and finally said angrily: "Damn it, forget it!"

Old David regarded his old buddy as his lifeblood, and no one else could get involved. It would be even harder to get parts from him. With Chekov's arrogant face, it would be difficult to get them from afar. Not qualified enough.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy the "rookie" guy gave the old man, but even the coffin book was taken away.

"Cost price, 100 million stars!"

Chen Fei estimated a figure and clearly marked the price. He was a child without any deception and would never become a fighter jet assassin.

"hiss……"

Chekhov's Big Bear was still caught off guard by the price. Why didn't he grab it? This is what he thought and said.

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Chen Fei said quietly: "If it is a robbery price, it will be at least 200 million star yuan. Just like that, it is not as expensive as the tactical armor I am wearing."

He really wasn't in Versailles, he was just telling the truth.

This air combat interception type "Flying Dragon" tactical armor is the one that Ming Ming really grabbed.

"..."

Chekov felt like he had been stabbed in the heart again, and his whole body began to twist again.

Jealousy distorts and perverts people.

He quickly took out a bottle of Erguotou from his crotch and took a few sips to calm down his shock.

In a daze, he felt much better, and he felt like he was okay again.

"What a crappy airplane. I, Chekov, no matter how poor I am, no matter how much I like it, I will jump from the MiG and fall to the ground to death, but I will never buy your fighter jet!"

In the tower of the 911 air service base, everyone in the tower team looked at each other. The manager on duty, Ma Ham, rubbed his forehead. As soon as the boss left, the squadron leader of the combat squadron followed closely behind him. It was really tiring!

"well said!"

Chen Fei decisively gave some money to the leader of the Big Bear Squadron.

"That... that, can you get a discount?"

What is moral integrity?

Let the bear eat them all!

"Jump price, 9.999% off!"

Chen Fei thought about it very carefully and made a sincere offer.

The 9.999% discount is 99.99 million star dollars, which is a total discount of 10,000 star dollars.

But the account cannot be calculated like this. If the American Federation places an order for 100 aircraft with Chen Fei, a discount of 10,000 star yuan per aircraft will add up to one million star yuan. For a poor man, giving up such a huge sum of money would make him unable to sleep well at night, and he would want to dig into the ground with his fingers to find a trace of the money.

"WHAT?"

Is Uncle Chekov just short of this ten thousand star yuan?

All right! These two guys are hurting each other.

While the two were arguing, the manager on duty, Ma Ham, said word by word in the communication channel: "You two, come back quickly!"

Chen Fei said: "I'll just hang around and won't go in!"

After finally flying out, it is natural to have a good flight. The combat radius of the F-22 with full fuel is 750 kilometers, but the actual range is enough to make three round trips between the two air service bases 909 and 911.

"I want to keep an eye on the 'rookie' and won't let him mess around!"

Chekov the Big Bear responded confidently.

The person you are most worried about messing up is you, okay? The manager on duty was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

Boss Hana is not at the base, so his words won't work at all.

In the tower, an employee responsible for operating the land-based radar bravely said: "Manager Ma, I think 'Rookie' and 'Peanut Butter' did the right thing!"

"That's right? What's wrong?"

Ma Ham glared at the other party, "You are really talented. You are all very courageous. Why are you still fighting against me? Aren't you afraid that the matter is not big enough?"

"An ancient saying goes, it is disrespectful to come and not go! Tooth for tooth, eye for eye, revenge does not last overnight, let the other party know that our 911 is not easy to mess with."

The employee's voice grew louder.

Bang bang, someone couldn't help but applaud, these words are so touching!

As if the applause was out of control, more and more applause rang out, and soon it turned from sparse to enthusiastic, until the entire tower was filled with applause.

"Okay, okay! You are all awesome!"

The manager on duty, Maham, shook his head helplessly at the angry subordinates and took out his mobile phone to dial.

"Hi, I'm Hana!"

"BOSS, I am the manager on duty, Maham. The situation is like this..."

Although he was the duty manager, he was not enough to convince the public, so he had to turn to the real big boss to report the current emergency situation.

I believe that both Chekov and Chen Fei will still obey the orders of Hana BOSS.

Two minutes later, Maham ended the call, put down his mobile phone, pressed the headset, and said sternly: "909 Air Service Base, I am Maham, the duty manager of the 911 Air Service Base, and I am sending you a solemn message. Protest, you have trespassed into our patrol airspace without permission. All consequences will be borne by you. Our 911 air service base loves peace and is willing to live in friendship with our colleagues to jointly maintain the safety of the Kush Mountains in Hindustan. Ecological balance and stability, I hope you can recognize your mistakes and have the courage to correct them..."

In the public communication channel between the 909 Air Service Base and the 911 Air Service Base, the latter almost pinched the former's neck, raised a palm as big as a cattail fan, and slapped it left and right.

※The first lesson in the military contractor business: here we only recognize fists, not reason. ※

Maham, who received full authorization from Hana BOSS, did not hesitate to tear off the disguise. Shenma put aside the dispute and jointly developed it. Damn it!

It’s almost enough to jointly develop your mother!

"Asshole, what are you talking about? I'm going to kill you!~"

On the other side of the public communication channel, in the 909 air service base, the executive manager Ximen Si who was sitting at the control tower jumped three feet in the air and was so angry that he was so angry.

No one had ever dared to say such a thing to him.

The duty manager at the 911 air service base is simply tired of living. If the opponent is right in front of him and he has a gun in his hand, he will not hesitate to use the gun to beat the opponent's head into a hornet's nest.

At this moment, a huge roar came from the sky.

Two aircraft that did not belong to the 909 Air Service Base appeared in everyone's field of vision and were approaching at high speed.

Someone on the ground recognized the unusual appearance of one of the aircraft, and immediately shouted at the top of their lungs.

"F-22!!!"

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