Split Sky Rider

"What?"

Ximen Si Kong, the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, rushed to the tower window and looked out.

His mouth opened wide, and he even forgot that he was angry with the bullshit duty manager at the 911 air service base just now. He stared at the F-22 that suddenly broke into sight, and even the Mi that followed closely behind. Grid-28 subconsciously ignored it.

F-22?

Really a "bird of prey"!

Just for a moment, he suddenly had the illusion of traveling through time and space.

"How could such a thing happen? It's against the rules!"

Finally coming back to his senses, Ximen Temple howled in the air.

Within the scope of permission of the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, the combat aircraft that all military contractors can purchase and use is the MiG-28.

Jet MiGs, turboprop "Big Mouth Monsters", search and rescue and support Z-9, AH-72 and the like, the licenses for armed helicopters are relatively loose and there are more options.

In terms of the mission objectives of each air service base, this configuration standard is more than enough. What is the use of advanced combat flight weapons? Do you want to rebel?

The F-22 passed sideways at low altitude at the 909 Air Service Base. The roar of its twin engines was deafening. Captain Chekov, who was nominally staring at Chen Fei, also made a low-altitude pass and swung gently as if he was showing off. I flicked the wing, come on, be pretentious!

This wave was a bit harsh.

Passing through someone else's territory at low altitude is almost the same as rushing into the other person's house and kicking him in the face.

Not only the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, but also the employees were about to explode with anger.

"Get into the air, get into the air, all the fighters are in the air, shoot them down!"

Ximen Templekong still retained the last trace of reason and did not order the ground anti-aircraft weapons to fire.

Fighter versus fighter, being beaten down means your skills are inferior to others.

The 909th Air Service Base really wanted to cause trouble, but they never thought about making it big. Even if they broke their brains, they did not expect that the 911 Air Service Base's response would be so big. It was a firecracker, and it exploded at one point, annihilating the MiGs in the 909th Air Service Base. After forming a small team, he rushed towards them aggressively, as if he didn't care at all whether the two military contractors would start a corporate war and fight to the death.

By the way, the 911 Air Service Base had previously fought hard against the industry giant Memann Brothers and consortium, but it suddenly defeated the latter and turned it into disgrace.

The response of the MiG, which was fully loaded with ammunition, was a little slow. After seeing the F-22 pass forward and reverse, Chekov said on the communication channel: "'Rookie,' that's about it."

He didn't want to start a war with the 909 Air Service Base. The ammunition he carried was basically anti-aircraft, with no anti-ground weapons. It was more of a deterrent.

On the ground, the pilots of the 909th Air Service Base ran desperately towards the fighter jets on the tarmac. They were betting that the pilots of the 911th Air Service Base would not take the initiative to attack people on the ground.

The profession of fighter pilot still retains some chivalry spirit to a certain extent.

But in a corporate war where you are either dead or alive, it is another matter. The normal operation is to use any means necessary, and any conspiracy and conspiracy are natural.

"I'll fly around again."

Chen Fei gently deflected the joystick.

I don’t know if it’s because the F-22’s flight control system has been rewritten in modern times, or it’s always like this, or it’s because the intelligent unit of the “Flying Dragon” tactical armor is coordinating with it, but he can achieve the flight attitude he wants just right every time. Not one point too much, not one point too little.

During a low-altitude flight through the field, any deviation of even one point may cause an earth-shattering flight accident.

“Those guys are getting on the plane!”

Chekhov's Big Bear saw that the pilots had rushed to the apron, and the ground crew prepared the fighter jets. The efficiency was not much slower than that of the 911 Air Service Base.

Everyone is professional, and if you want to take advantage, you have to seize the opportunity.

As the saying goes, the one who strikes first is stronger, and the one who strikes later will suffer disaster. Those who do not move deserve to die.

"They can't get on!"

Chen Fei piloted the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter across the fighter jets on the tarmac. The wing that was almost vertical to the ground was like a shadow. The roar of the engine and the air waves raised at the same time made the ground The people on the street were like bastards stealing watermelons, rolling and crawling like chickens and dogs.

"gone!"

Chen Fei flew away in a hurry.

Chekhov's big bear chuckled, and the MiG-28 followed closely.

On the tarmac of the 909 Air Service Base, two MiG-28s and a row of A-39B "Big Mouth Monsters" were cut into two pieces without warning, as if they were collectively cut in half.

"What happened? Why are all the fighter jets broken?"

"What the hell!"

"Can anyone tell me who did this?"

"This is how the same thing?"

The ground crew who had worked so hard to prepare the fighter jets looked crazy. All their efforts were in vain.

Can a fighter jet that was inexplicably broken into two pieces still be able to take off?

Do you even need to ask?

The pilots who ran to the tarmac in anger were able to vaguely see some of it due to the distance.

"It was the F-22, it did it!"

"Is that a Ghost fighter?"

"The F-22 sliced ​​off our fighter jet with its wing."

"How can it be?"

Soon, everyone felt like they had seen a ghost.

Seeing the scene that just happened on the tarmac from a distance, Ximen Si Kong, the executive manager of the 909 Air Service Base, almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and almost even considered jumping off the tower.

What is the most important thing in the entire air base?

fighter!

fighter! !

fighter! ! !

Without fighter jets, what would it be called an air support base?

Are you going to patrol a radius of 500 kilometers on your own two legs?

It can be foreseen that after the 909 Air Service Base loses these fighter jets, this month's contracting money will definitely be wasted, and it will not be able to do the work it should do. Why should it be paid? No matter what, the truth is still the same.

Without this huge sum of money, the furious boss will definitely find someone to take the blame.

At this moment, besides myself, is there anyone else?

The pale-faced Ximen Si Kong took out his phone tremblingly, selected a contact, and dialed.

"BOSS, I am Ximen, our fighter jets were all destroyed..."

After a moment, he hung up the phone with a look of despair, numbly took out his pistol, loaded it, flipped the safety, and pointed it at his head.

When everyone in the tower saw this scene, they were collectively horrified and rushed over one after another.

"Manager, no!"

boom!

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The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, what is there to say!

"'Rookie', start returning!"

"Peanut Butter, start returning!"

The voices of Chen Fei and Squadron Leader Chekov sounded successively in the communication channel. Like ants on a hot pot, duty manager Ma Ham finally breathed a long sigh of relief. The signal captured by the land-based radar also confirmed this. The two The cursor of our own aircraft is flying towards the 911 Air Service Base.

The really special girl is back!

Maham, who was under great pressure, wiped his cold sweat and shook his head.

This team is too difficult to lead, it's too bad, I'm afraid only Hana BOSS can control these monsters.

He never thought that Chen Fei's so-called "censorship" would not allow him to get in, and how much noise he made in the 909 air crew base. The executive manager at the same level as him would have almost collapsed if his subordinates hadn't acted quickly and stopped him in time. himself.

"This plane is really good. Can you let me use it later?"

In the cockpit of the MiG-28 following the F-22 in the wingman's seat, Chekhov's big bear kept sucking and drooling.

A layman can watch the excitement, but an expert can watch the door. When the F-22, reborn with full health on the spot, performs fancy maneuvers at ultra-low altitude at the 909 Air Service Base, its fierce and fierce maneuvering posture means that its control performance is far superior to that of the MiG, let alone the MiG. The MiG-28, even the original factory-installed MiG-29, -31, -35, and -37, are no match for this "Raptor", which makes the big dog hungry.

"No, my wife and fighter jets cannot be loaned out!"

This F-22 is a personal property, not a public fighter. Chen Fei confidently refused the unreasonable request of the commander of the Big Bear Squadron.

He even gave me a 9.999% discount, but the other party refused to pay even 100 million star yuan, and still wanted to take advantage of it. The idea was so good, it was just shit!

"Just fly, just fly! Don't be so stingy."

The crotch of Chekov's anti-German suit was wet, making him drool.

"I'm poor, so I'm stingy!"

Chen Fei said, "I'm poor, I'm justified," and he pushed back Chekov's greedy greed.

"..."

Chekov had never seen such a poor and tough guy before, and he was simply hopeless.

Chen Fei used his trump card and said quietly: "Be careful, I'll tell Boss Xiao..."

"Hey! No, no, let's talk properly and resolve internal conflicts internally without involving Xiao Ming!"

As soon as he heard about the tough-fisted machine commander, Chekhov's big bear simply gave up. The big guy was unreasonable at all. He didn't see anything wrong, so he just punched him.

"No problem, we have internal conflicts to resolve internally, 'rookie', I'll help you!"

The voice of "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius intervened. Unexpectedly, this short-haired girl was also monitoring the flight communications.

"Pepper, I haven't done anything yet!"

What Chekov feared most at the air service base was Senior Xiao Ji, who was stiff and stubborn and couldn't make sense at all. The second thing was his good partner, deputy squadron leader Illini Lucius, who had unexplained convulsions. He couldn't handle it, and he had no breasts. It was definitely not his cup of tea.

The third is BOSS Hana Gagar, probably because she has been cleaned up less often. As long as she is cleaned up a few more times, the ranking will immediately rise.

"It's too late to do anything about it. We need to nip it in the bud. Let's talk about it later!"

The short-haired girl didn't know what was wrong and stared at Squadron Leader Chekov.

In a sense, she was also Chen Fei's first teacher when he entered the world of pilots. She taught him many basic flying knowledge step by step, and she spent a lot of time teaching him.

It is only natural that a master should stand up for his disciple.

Ilene Lucius is eyeing Chekhov's big bear, and she must come up with one, two, three, four, five and six today.

The communication channel became lively, and the big bear was also very worried.

After a while, the F-22 landed smoothly first, followed closely by the MiG-28.

When Chen Fei opened the cockpit cover, he saw the MiG-28 driven by the leader of the Big Bear squadron grinding and chirping before slowly sliding onto the apron.

The deputy squadron leader of the "Zhenxiang" combat pilot team, "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius, was directly blocked on the tarmac.

"Chekov, if you are a man, get down here!"

"I don't need to prove to you whether I am a man or not!"

"Don't stay on the plane if you have the guts! Get off quickly!"

"I don't!"

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