"What?"

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

He opened his mouth wide and 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, the air in Ximen Temple was howling rapidly.

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.

The licenses for jet MiGs, turboprop "Bigmouth", search and rescue and support Z-9, AH-72 and other armed helicopters are relatively loose and have 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 more advanced combat flying weapons? Do you want to rebel?

The F-22 passed sideways at a 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, make it happen!

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 home 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 shot 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 911th 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 over 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 the consortium, and suddenly defeated the latter into disgrace.

The reaction of the MiG, which was fully loaded with ammunition, was a little slow. After seeing the F-22 passing 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 at the 909th Air Service Base ran desperately towards the fighter jets on the tarmac. They were betting that the pilots at 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 either die or live, 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 the flight control system of the F-22 has been rewritten in modern times, or if it was originally like this, or if it is coordinated by the intelligent unit of the "Flying Dragon" tactical armor. It is possible to 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 by even one point may cause an earth-shattering flight accident.

"Those guys are getting on a plane!"

Chekhov's Big Bear saw that the pilots had rushed to the tarmac, and the ground crew had 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, the one who strikes later suffers disaster, and those who do not move deserve to die.

"They can't get on!"

Chen Fei controlled the F-22 "Raptor" jet fighter to pass across the fighters 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 it 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 any 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 frustration 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 as if 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?

Do you 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 tremblingly took out his cell phone, 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!

…

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 away cold sweat and shook his head.

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

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

own.

"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 fun, 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 the MiG, let alone the MiG.

The MiG-28, even the MiG-29, -31, -35, and -37, which are all original products from the factory, cannot compare with this "Raptor", which makes the big bear hungry.
To be continued...