Chapter 143: Following

Chapter 143 - Following

The meeting held by the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee at the 912 Air Service Base was actually only half a day long. After receiving the reconnaissance team registration form, it was officially over.

It's just that the people at the 911 air service base didn't even say hello and left without saying goodbye before dawn, which surprised many people.

Although it is unexpected, it is also reasonable.

The 911 Air Service Base and several air service bases under the Mayman Brothers Consortium are fighting a corporate war. The 912 Air Service Base where the conference was held is the enemy's territory. It is a great courage for the 911 people to come to the meeting. I am afraid of the Mayman Brothers. The people from the joint consortium were secretly plotting something, and it was quite reasonable for them to run away quickly.

Being judged as a villain, the people in the Mayman Brothers Consortium were a little angry. Are they so disrespectful of the rules of the world?

"You damn girl, how dare you not follow the rules of the world."

When Chen Fei heard the warning system sounding brief beeps that sounded like false alarms from time to time, Chen Fei knew that the "Big Mouth Monster" he was driving had been targeted.

There is an enemy in the rear, so stay away.

At this juncture, there is a high probability that it is not a false alarm, but that the other party is very cunning and takes advantage of the complex terrain of the Hindu Kush Mountains to stay far behind.

On the way to attend the meeting, the Merman Brothers Consortium was wary of the Global Joint Defense Committee and did not dare to intercept and kill them secretly. However, when returning, they may not be so polite and let the person in charge of the opponent in the corporate war take it easy. Return to your own territory.

Every fool knows that by getting rid of Hana Gargel, this corporate war will be over.

Although the Merman Brothers Consortium suffered countless losses in human, material and financial resources, at least it earned back its face.

If the money is gone, you can still make it again.

If the face is gone, then it is really completely gone, and you can’t even pick it up again.

"Don't be careless, No. 221, start splitting up and see which side they will pursue."

The female executive manager in the back seat of the cockpit called for the small transport plane following behind.

Young ladies from wealthy families, especially those who are shareholders of military contractors, are familiar with playing with guns and cannons. They are no strangers to the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft, and even have more flight hours than Chen Fei is just a lot more.

"Received on the 221st, start to break away from the formation!"

The voice that responded was the voice of one of the twin pilots, brother Ethan "Octo" Khanna.

No. 221 is the painting number of the small transport aircraft. It immediately yawed and flew in another direction.

The veterans in the cabin immediately began to prepare. The transport plane can also be turned into a hedgehog, and individual weapons can come in handy. The most indispensable thing in the cabin is manpower.

"Climb higher, the height is 7500 meters."

Chen Fei gently pulled back the control stick, and the "Big Mouth Monster" lightly raised the nose of the plane and began to fly higher and higher.

Manager Hana's fishing tactics didn't care about the UFO following behind. If the opponent followed the small transport plane, Chen Fei's No. 211 aircraft would sneak around and follow behind.

It would be better if the other party dared to follow up with Unit 211 directly with a clear goal. The two sides had a clear plan and a clear battle.

Although Chen Fei's flight hours are not as good as Manager Hana in the back seat, in the previous fierce air battles, whether it was the number of kills or the survival rate, his combat talent was undoubtedly proven.

The "Zhenxiang" combat squadron's vision in selecting pilots is also unquestionable.

"Weapon programming completed."

The voice of the female executive manager came to my ears. This was the job of the fire controller. Unexpectedly, the cooperation was quite tacit.

"It's just machine gun bullets, what are you making up... ugh!"

Chen Fei glanced at the instrument panel and happened to see the wing-mounted hardpoint interface showing that there were missiles waiting to be activated.

Huh? !

Some looked out of the cockpit in disbelief. At the attachment point, the outline of the missile was vague. It was not an illusion, there was a real missile.

When he boarded the plane before, he didn't notice a few more programmable combat missiles under the wings.

But I clearly remember that when it came, this "Big Mouth Monster" did not carry missiles, not even a single one.

Before arriving at the 912 Air Service Base, you need to go to a public airport to send a courier. It is definitely not possible to enter civilian public places armed. There are only a pair of auxiliary fuel tanks hung under the wings to increase the range, and the ammunition belts of the wing-mounted machine guns are only hung full. To ensure basic self-defense capabilities, no other weapons are carried.

But now...

Seemingly guessing Chen Fei's doubts, female executive manager Hana Gagel explained: "The transport plane carried missiles, and they helped hang them before taking off."

"They" were the veterans who escorted the female executive manager to the 912 Air Service Base for a meeting. There was not much technical content in mounting the missiles on the turboprop aircraft. When Manager Hana called Chen Fei to get up, they had already loaded and inspected them. .

"It's great to have a fight!"

Chen Fei suddenly realized.

He had already been mentally prepared to use wing-mounted machine guns to solve the battle. Now that he had the missile in hand, he was even more confident.

Beep! Beep!

The alarm system continued to sound.

Aircraft No. 211 was directionally illuminated by the fire control radar band.

The sneaky guys behind them started to become more brazen, obviously knowing that the female executive manager of the 911 Air Force Base did not board the small transport plane, but got into another light turboprop attack aircraft.

"We are locked."

Hana Gagel reminded quickly.

Chen Fei responded calmly: "Calm down, calm down, it's just locked, the missile has not been launched yet!"

"If you wait for the launch, it will be too late."

The female executive manager turned her head and looked behind, vaguely seeing several pairs of wingtip beacon lights flashing.

It was the darkest moment before dawn, and the red and green lights were particularly eye-catching under the cover of night. The enemy had already occupied the six o'clock position and the attack was imminent.

Although her flight hours were more than Chen Fei's, her air combat experience was obviously not as good as his.

"Rookie, there are two 'big-mouthed monsters' following you."

The voice of the co-pilot of the small transport plane, "Cassia" Keller Kana, sounded in the communication channel. He is the younger brother of the main pilot "Octagon" Ethan Kana.

"Octagon" and "Cassia", they are brothers.

Since the female executive manager was on Chen Fei's No. 211 plane, everyone on the small transport plane broke out in a cold sweat.

"Got it, thank you! I know what's going on!"

Chen Fei was still calm as usual, and his calm tone didn't sound like a rookie who hadn't even flown 100 hours.

Is this guy too confident? !

The female executive manager was secretly worried in her heart.

Chen Fei suddenly saw more than one thick blue line that penetrated the fuselage and shot straight forward.

One, two, three, four, a total of four missiles were whistling from the back.

"Here they come! Throw away the auxiliary fuel tank and hold on!"

Amid the rapid warning, the scenery outside the cockpit suddenly spun around.

Two auxiliary fuel tanks filled with aviation kerosene detached from the wings, crossed two parabolas, and fell to the ground.

Plane No. 211 immediately became much lighter and more flexible.

Hana Gagel only had time to let out a cry of surprise before she was caught in a storm.

Chen Fei showed off his specialty, the barrel roll maneuver, or more accurately, the defensive barrel roll.

There are two main types of barrel roll maneuvers. One is an offensive barrel roll used to pursue the target and suppress the opponent's maneuvering space, and the other is a defensive barrel roll to get rid of the pursuit.

His tactical purpose of using defensive barrel rolls is to use the maneuverability of the "Big Mouth Monster" to induce the combat missiles behind to consume more propellant, shorten their air time, and ultimately win without fighting.

This is the optimal solution, followed by close-range detonation, which has certain risks, and the worst is to use the terrain to guide it to crash into the ground or mountain.

Although the missile is fast, its turning ability is far inferior to that of the turboprop aircraft, and each change of direction will greatly consume propellant.

The "Big Mouth Monster" in a defensive barrel roll maneuver is like using its own strengths to attack the opponent's weaknesses.

"What are you doing? Rookie!"

The female executive manager, who was really uncomfortable with the rotation, felt like she was in a drum washing machine and suffered a lot.

"Drum roll, hold on, Manager Hana, there are still six seconds!"

Chen Fei was unexpectedly still calm and focused on the instrument panel.

At this moment, the scenery outside the cockpit was completely unreliable, and even the sense of balance was deceived. He could only firmly believe in the fighter he was in.

Crackling, the turboprop in the barrel roll threw out a series of dazzling red light balls, like a fairy scattering flowers.

The jamming bombs released not only have a strong infrared heat reaction, but also release electromagnetic interference signals. The bright flame effect will also affect the optical television guidance.

Boom! ~

A dizzy combat bomb hit a jamming bomb and exploded in mid-air.

The other three missiles were exhausted one after another, consuming the last propellant fuel, and fell to the ground helplessly, and exploded before they landed.

"Have we been hit?"

Hana Gager felt panic for no reason.

She had flown the "Big Mouth Monster", but only in normal flight and textbook maneuvers, and had never had such intense air combat experience.

"No! We have shaken off the missiles. Okay, I'm going to prepare to start a counterattack."

Chen Fei pushed the joystick, and the "Big Mouth Monster" slightly leveled off, began to break the S dive, and turned to meet the enemy.

To his regret, the No. 211 aircraft did not reach the ideal predetermined altitude. It had only climbed to 6,100 meters before. In order to get rid of the missile, the defensive barrel roll maneuver consumed about 1,000 meters of altitude. Now it is only 5,100 meters from the ground, unable to form a height advantage, which greatly reduced the energy maneuvering tactics.

Both sides are mass-produced versions of the "Big Mouth Monster", and the performance is almost the same. Only experience and tactics can determine the outcome.

Professionals have their own advantages, they are experienced in dealing with situations, their tactics are well-balanced, and they have few flaws. Wild people also have their own strengths, that is, they dare to think and act, they are very bold, and when they go crazy, they don't even let themselves go.

Chen Fei is exactly the latter, he dares to think, his tactics are unrestrained, and he often catches his opponents off guard.

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There is another session in the evening, around 12 o'clock, you know. There are also some typos, which are the fault of that dog system.