Chapter 107 Return

Chapter 107 - Return

Sometimes, when people are alive, their hearts are already dead.

Chen Fei would never admit that when he saw the MiG-28 passing by from above, he subconsciously mistook it for Chekhov's Big Bear.

Anyway, they are all MiG-28s, and the paint looks similar.

Now it seems that I owe you something, okay!

"Unit 213 reports that the enemy plane has evacuated!"

"Unit 214 reported the same thing on my side. The remaining MiG-28 has escaped!"

Almost at the same time, the battle in different airspaces came to an abrupt end as the enemy jets retreated involuntarily.

it's over!

Not only all the pilots of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron, but also many people in the 911 air service base breathed a long sigh of relief.

They finally secured air supremacy!

Once the war is defeated and the nest is overthrown, no one will be able to finish the egg, and no one will have any good fruits to eat. The winner of the corporate war will definitely kill the losers mercilessly and kill all possibilities of resurgence.

Although the war is not over yet, everyone seems to see hope.

At least the current situation is not too bad. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to bring the Mayman Brothers Consortium into disgrace.

"Congratulations everyone, please return as soon as possible!"

After the female executive manager who was at the base said this on the communication channel, she sat down in her chair and didn't want to move.

Not only was she physically and mentally exhausted from paying attention to the battle situation of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron, but she was also exhausted from the previous battles with the enemy. As soon as she relaxed her mind a little, the accumulated exhaustion came like a tide and pushed her down on her seat. I was so tired that I couldn't even lift my fingers.

No matter who it is, it is difficult for anyone to bear such dual physical and psychological pressure, both in a life-and-death fight and in commanding calmly.

Half an hour later, pairs of beacon lights appeared in the night sky to the west, and the roar could be heard in the distance.

One after another, the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft returning home circled the 911 Air Service Base and then fell from the sky one after another, landing smoothly on the main take-off and landing runway.

In addition to the MiG-28 jet fighter of squadron leader Chekov the Big Bear, the penultimate "Big Mouth Monster" is Chen Fei's No. 211. From time to time, deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Yili can be heard in his ears. A reminder from Nee Lucius.

Even with the one-on-one guidance from advanced players throughout the entire process, during the landing process, the child was still so scared that his legs were weak and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

After all, when playing a flying game, nine out of ten times you land and fall, which is a real narrow escape.

For Chen Fei, the difficulty of landing safely is greater than being chased by a missile. At least the missile has a pre-judged trajectory to provide prompts, but there is no system function available for the landing action. It all depends on his own operation, and he still has to have a little bit of control. luck.

When the landing gear touched the ground and the turboprop began to slow down, he almost collapsed in the cockpit. His clothes were soaked with sweat and he was so exhausted.

Thank God, I finally brought the fighter jet back safely without having to lose money.

Immediately afterwards, the No. 212 aircraft of deputy squadron leader "Devil Pepper" Illini Lucius landed calmly.

The last one to land was the MiG-28 jet fighter piloted by Squadron Leader Chekov himself.

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All the returning fighters slid onto the apron one after another, and there was a warm round of applause.

The "Zhenxiang" combat squadron made great contributions in fighting powerful enemies for the entire base outside, and deserved the applause from everyone.

All ground troops swarmed forward together.

Maintenance, reloading and fuel replenishment are carried out simultaneously, so that these fighter jets that are still carrying gunpowder smoke can regain their combat effectiveness as soon as possible, so as to avoid being hurriedly passive when enemy planes attack again, ensuring that when the enemy comes, they will fight and win. .

The three things that led to the female executive manager's appointment finally brought about new changes.

Although Chekhov's Big Bear claimed to be uninjured, many traces of battle were still found on the surface of the MiG-28's body, witnessing how thrilling the fierce battle was at that time.

The ground staff wanted to "take" Chen Fei out of the cockpit, but he shook his head feebly. He had to stay for a while and calm down before talking. Otherwise, he might not even be able to stand when he got off the plane. .

After fastening the cockpit cover again, Chen Fei began to snore involuntarily.

He was really exhausted after a night of hell-level challenges.

The female executive manager Hana Gagel, who had regained some energy, came to the tarmac carrying an electric horn, cleared her throat, and said loudly: "I just asked for instructions from the company headquarters and got approval. During the corporate war, in addition to doubling wages, doubling war pensions, and increasing disability insurance and personal accident insurance, most people will also receive an additional bonus of 10,000 star dollars for sticking to their posts. Those who participate in killing intruders will be rewarded according to the Based on the actual performance, you can get an after-tax bonus of 10,000 star yuan to 100,000 star yuan.”

The electric horn amplified her voice so that it could be heard clearly from every corner of the tarmac.

"Ula!~"

"Half a year!~"

"Long live!~"

“Love Tiger Oil, Hana!”

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Under the excitement, some people became bold and became arrogant.

Wealth and wealth are obtained through danger. Compared with the risks brought by corporate wars, it is easier to have the courage to face life and death under heavy rewards.

As long as the money is in place, everything is easy to talk about. Just increase the money and it will be done.

However, there is a small group of people who have nothing to show off. They have no share of salary increase and bonus increase. Now they are all locked in the confinement room, waiting to be driven home to eat themselves.

"Iron doors, iron windows, iron chains, holding the iron windows and looking outside, life outside is so beautiful..."

It is better to do nothing honestly than to lose the rice.

At the critical moment, they are causing trouble for the manager Hana who has the final say. Who else can they deal with?

Hana Gagel raised her hand and pressed down, and everyone immediately quieted down. She said again: "The 'Zhenxiang' squadron, which has made great contributions to the entire base, will receive a collective bonus of 5 million star yuan. Those who shoot down an enemy plane will receive a separate reward of 1 million star yuan, after tax, all bonuses are after tax."

If it is a pre-tax bonus, many people may only get half of the amount after the tax is automatically deducted.

It's better to be more straightforward. The actual amount of the reward is how much you actually get, and the tax is borne by the company.

This time it was the pilots' turn to cheer.

Everyone gets a share of the collective bonus, even the pilots of the armed helicopter squadron and the pilots who didn't shoot down the enemy planes, they can still get a lot of bonuses happily, and it's not in vain.

After all, the combat flight squadron is a whole, and it is impossible to exert 100% combat effectiveness by relying on one or two particularly capable pilots.

"What? What? 5 million star yuan, where? Where?"

Chen Fei suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to find the "5 million star yuan" he vaguely heard, but he was tied back by the safety belt on his body, and there was no part of his body that was not sore.

Now no one can mention money to him, as it hurts feelings.

Unfastening the seat belt and looking out of the cockpit, Chen Fei suddenly felt bored by the large group of people on the tarmac who were excited about something. He yawned, stretched, shrunk back, smacked his lips, and snored again.

Not to mention a group of lunatics, even the king of heaven couldn't stop him from sleeping.

Looking at the cheering crowd, the female executive manager's emotions were not infected at all.

Sometimes, ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

The 911 Air Crew Base is just a microcosm of the corporate war between the Meiman Brothers and the United Consortium against the Apocalypse Defense Group. As a subordinate unit of the Apocalypse Defense Group, there is more than one 911.

This night, it was not just the 911 Air Crew Base that was hit.

Although it is the 27th largest military contractor in the industry, it is far from enough in front of the real crocodile ranked 8th in the industry.

Overnight, in just a few hours, the Apocalypse Defense Group suffered heavy losses.

Although the 911 Air Force Base once again repelled the enemy and successfully defended the base, such a victory seemed insignificant in the confrontation between the two behemoths.

The reason why Hana Gagel was able to apply for such a large bonus was that the 911 Air Force Base brought a rare good news among a lot of bad news from the Apocalypse Defense Group.

The female executive manager from the group company headquarters knew that the crisis of the Apocalypse Defense Group and its subordinate units had just begun, but she had no one to talk to. She could only suppress it in her heart and stand aside as if she was out of tune with the cheerful employees, silent.

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After sleeping for an unknown period of time, Chen Fei was pushed awake.

He opened his mouth with a yawn, and when he saw the other party clearly, he said weakly: "Boss Xiao, is there anything?"

He was still in the cockpit, it was still dark outside, and he didn't know what time it was. The crowd on the tarmac had already dispersed.

Chief mechanic Xiao Ming said, "Planet 211, ready."

"Oh, got it, thank you, boss!"

Chen Fei knew that the mechanic team must have worked overtime for another night, but he was too tired to help. His hands and feet were still weak until now, and he was afraid that he couldn't even turn a screw.

"It's too cold here, go back to the dormitory and sleep."

Boss Xiao turned his head and gestured to the cabin where the cold wind was howling.

If the cockpit cover hadn't been closed, Chen Fei might have caught a cold by now.

A naughty cold wind came in, as if to confirm Xiao Ming's words, and in the blink of an eye, it swept away the little warmth on Chen Fei's body, making him shiver uncontrollably, and his sleepiness immediately dissipated a lot.

Boss Xiao was right, this was indeed not a good place to sleep.

Immediately, I climbed out of the cockpit with my head down, said hello to the chief mechanic, and walked towards my dormitory.

I took only three or four steps and touched my head.

Of course, he didn't touch his head. His fingers touched the pilot's helmet, which was windproof and warm. He relied on it to avoid catching a cold when he was half asleep.

Chen Fei finally remembered that his bird was not in the dormitory, but in the steel structure shed where the energy tower was located.

Thinking of the shed of the energy tower, he thought of the Neanderthal old man.

A few hours ago, the old man's voice and smile were still there, but now, he is gone.

Chen Fei sniffed, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and continued to walk into the steel structure shed deep in the container.

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Today is just one class.