Although the main purpose of the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft is reconnaissance, patrol and ground fire support, it is more than enough to bully ground targets without air defense and is not considered an air-optimal model, but occasionally a guest appearance in an air-support mission that runs after installing a force is still competent, and they have the power to fight anyway.

The "big-mouth monster" carrying Chekov and Chen Fei rushed out more than 300 meters on the runway. The nose of the aircraft suddenly raised, the landing gear immediately broke out from the ground, and the body quickly rushed into the sky and successfully completed the take-off procedure.

"Listen, we are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. Whether we can survive depends on you. Keep a close eye on the instruments and buttons in front of us and get familiar with them first."

After taking off, the unreliable Big Bear Squadron Captain finally became serious.

After all, when people are in the sky, they are more likely to fall when they float. They fly high and fall miserably.

"ah?"

Chen Fei never thought about the day when he could still become the co-pilot.

What to do if you are driven without a license? Wait online, urgent!

Comrade Traffic Police: Come down first!

But now the plane is in mid-air and he can't get off!

Chen Fei almost had the intention to die.

I quickly threw the wine bottle under my feet and stepped on it tightly. This thing also involves drunk driving!

He had even smelled the smell of stenchy wine that was permeating the cockpit. The bear hadn't brushed his teeth for hundreds of years!

"Try the communication channel first, the tower will assist you, and recall the technical instructions you have read."

Although Chekov Leonidvic Ivanov, the squadron leader of the 911 Air Force Base Combat Flight Squadron, seemed to have a very casual call, he was not really a random person.

When he saw Chen Fei, the rookie was holding a technical manual for the A-39B "Big Mouth" light turboprop attack aircraft. Although it was only Book A, there were several Book B, C, D, E, F and G behind it, Book A was the general outline. The content part basically mentioned all modules and components, including the basic introduction to various functions on the instrument panel. Even if it was not the flight operation manual, at least it could figure out what was going on. It was more than enough to be an operating guide for the fire controller.

Communication channel?

Being tied up to the pirate ship, no, Chen Fei had to cry and fiddle on the dashboard for a few times.

Fortunately, the technical manual (A) of this light attack aircraft was still tightly held in his hand, and it was still too late to read the book.

Trying to pull the communication switch a few times.

"Roar!~Unfinished episode, Tartar! Roar! Dead eunuch! Roar! Offline is timid, looks like a ghost, thinks that Mr. Long is too hard, and you will all die, go to die! Roar roar roar..."

The sudden roar scared Chen Fei so much that he was shocked and quickly adjusted the frequency band.

"What the hell sound! I scared my dad to death!"

Not only Chen Fei heard the sudden roar, but also Chekov in the front seat, and the hairs behind the two were standing straight up.

Just by hearing these two sentences, I feel that the amount of information is really huge.

"It's not me, I don't know, it was the public communication channel just now."

Chen Fei quickly tweaked it a few more times, and a sound came from his ear again.

"Wow... Call 211, call 211, I am Tower 911, please answer when I receive it."

"I received the 211. I am 'Peanut Butter' and am climbing at a speed of 330 kilometers. I am expected to enter the combat airspace in 5 minutes."

Chekov kept pulling the joystick and opening the throttle to the maximum, so that the "big-mouth monster" body maintained a large angle of attack to continue to climb, and did not immediately enter the battlefield where the fierce battle was in full swing.

For aircraft in the atmosphere, the best booster is altitude.

As long as they have sufficient height advantages, propeller fighters dare even fight jet fighters.

"IFF enemy-friendly verification has been passed, the battlefield data link has been connected, and the temporary key is activated, please keep the communication smooth."

The staff of the tower have retreated to the second backup command room of the underground air defense facilities, and there are no people on the ground at this moment.

The dragon thorns falling from the sky from time to time fall everywhere, and even if they hide in the armored vehicle, it may not be safe.

The dragon spikes shared from the gold dragon are comparable to armor-piercing bombs. They are particularly restrained by metal materials and have a strong erosion effect. No matter how thick the armored steel is, it is no different from the paper paste. On the contrary, the defense effect of non-metal composite materials has not been reduced.

"The Peanut Butter is received, the 'Zhenxiang' squadron is paying attention, follow me closely, prepare for a two-machine formation dive attack, 'Devil Pepper', are you still alive? I didn't see you."

The big bear who suddenly became serious was completely different from the one who was on the ground.

"'Devil Pepper' is still here, I see you, 'Peanut Butter', 'Zhen Xiang' squadron is here and starts to assemble."

The deputy squadron leader of the "Zhen Xiang" combat flight squadron, the short-haired girl Elini Ruhuese, voice calmly and calmly in the communication channel.

Her flying code name is "Devil Pepper", which is really in line with the temperament of South American little pepper.

Before Chekov's No. 211 aircraft was launched, the "Zhenxiang" squadron tentatively attacked for a wave, and began to use its own advantages to start the battle tactics. He left with one blow, and he would never fight in a fight regardless of whether he hits or not.

"Hey! The rookie behind you, give yourself a code name, or what about the 'rookie'? It's really suitable for you!"

"Peanut Butter" Chekov focused his attention behind him again.

"No, no, I don't want it!"

The "rookie" of the gods, Chen Fei shook his head like a rattle. He was an apprentice in the mechanics team and a hard-working tool. What code is he going to have?

Either peanut butter or devil pepper, is it really fragrant?

Are you planning to cook?

Why don’t you stew your big bear first?

This is the true meaning of "true fragrance".

Chen Fei was completely unable to understand the evil tastes of these pilots.

"Every pilot must have his own flight code, which is a routine. Just like me, my code is 'peanut butter', my father is also a pilot. His code is 'caviar', and my grandfather. He flies with La-9, code is 'ketch sauce', and the Ivanov family is a family of pilots, and the blood vessels are all air kerosene, Ula!"

OK, the ancestral third generation sauce!

When merging with other A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft of the "Zhenxiang" squadron, Chekov took a break and explained to Chen Fei.

"I just started learning to repair planes, not a pilot."

Chen Fei was about to cry. He was driven to the shelves and was inexplicably stuffed into the cabin.

I really want to kill this unreasonable big bear with this thick and heavy technical manual in my hand.

"So where are you? What do you want to do?" Chekov suddenly raised his hands and then asked loudly: "Tell me, who are you?" This is almost a three-game question that hits the soul.

No one holds the joystick at this moment!

The "big-mouth monster" continued to rush up along the inertia for a while, and then began to turn around without targets and slant downwards.

"Are you crazy?"

Seeing the big bear in front of him actually let go at this critical moment, Chen Fei was furious. Now is not the time to joke.

Fighters are not bicycles, they don’t drive autonomously, and letting go is just shaking hands with the god of death.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Chekov was indomitable and allowed the fighter plane he and Chen Fei to fly to begin to fall freely.

“'Peanut Butter', what are you doing?”

The second backup command room located in the underground air defense facility not only heard the conversation between the two, but also captured the abnormal maneuvering posture of the No. 211 "Big Mouth Monster" through radar.

"Squadron Captain, stop making trouble!"

"Devil Pepper" girl Elini Ruhuis flew into the airplane and noticed the strangeness of the No. 211 aircraft. This was not a serious dive attack at all.

"Catch the joystick, we're going to fall! Fall! Fall!"

Chekov waved his hands and danced a bear dance in the front seat. His weight of more than 200 pounds shook his body even more violently.

"You are crazy! Ahhhhh, pull it up quickly, pull it up, pull it up..."

Chen Fei finally couldn't help it anymore, so he grabbed the technical manual under his arm, grabbed the joystick, and pulled it back hard.

Who knows which direction will the "big mouth monster" fly, the ground, the sky, or the flattening direction?

After finally obtaining artificial interference, the turboprop was dived obliquely for a period of time, it gradually leveled up, and the shaking body stabilized again and climbed again.

Models with static and stable design are actually not difficult to control. Only when the speed is less than 130 kilometers per hour will there be a risk of stalling. Even so, it will only take more than ten seconds to hit the ground at the speed of diving, and there is still enough time to modify it.

"Ula!~~"

Chekov cheered and said, "Look! Look! I know, you are a qualified pilot, tell me, who are you?"

Who am I, where am I, and what do I want to do?

The standard soul three-game questioned, the big bear was not stupid at all, just drunk.

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Chapter completed!