split sky ride

Chapter 110 - No Winner
"909 is finished!"

Chekhov's big bear has a contented mind.

The "monster with a big mouth" who had no bullets and a light body no longer concealed it, and walked away swaggeringly.

Leave the hellish air base behind.

Chen Fei on the back seat of the cockpit tore open a vacuum package, which was still warm.

Inside is a fat pig arch, MUMA, MUMA!Kiss, ah, a big mouthful.

"What is the taste?"

Chekov, who was flying the plane, sniffed hard and swallowed uncontrollably.

"Nothing at all!"

Chen Fei spoke vaguely against his conscience.

Isn't poisoning in the middle of the night a natural operation?

"No, you lied to me, you are eating alone food, right, you can't eat alone food, I have to share half of it!"

Chekov drank Erguotou, and was very hungry at the moment, so he immediately yelled.

"No, you think it's beautiful!"

Chen Fei wanted to share it with this big bear at all. With this guy's size, he probably didn't even think it was enough to fit between his teeth.

"You are not allowed to lie, lying is a bad boy, if you have it, share it with me!"

The big bear played a rogue, and he wanted to share the food in Chen Fei's hands.

"No, no, just no!"

Chen Fei picked up the Blue Star Erguotou bottle that he had thrown over just now, and banged on the opponent's helmet.

"no!"

Boom!
"no!"

Boom!
"no!"

Boom!
……

It can be regarded as a chance.

The whole "big mouth monster" wobbled in the sky.
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As dawn broke, an A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft landed on the main takeoff and landing runway of the 911 Aircrew Base against the rising dawn.

The lowered landing gear touched the ground, and suddenly bounced up again, once, twice, three times, and finally landed completely.

It was a turboprop, but it was turned into three jumps abruptly.

As soon as the "Big Mouth Monster" came to a stop, the cockpit cover was pushed open impatiently. The pilot in the back seat frantically broke free from his seat belt and rolled over. His foot slipped, and he fell onto the wing in a dancing motion. It slipped down, turned to the other side, and slapped sideways on the ground.

After lying down for a while, he finally grinned his teeth, stood up shaking his head, and took a deep breath.

There was an earth-shattering grunt in the cockpit.

"Oh my god, I'm finally saved."

Chen Fei slapped himself in front of his mouth and nose with his palm.

He took the bottle of Erguotou wine and knocked it indiscriminately, directly knocking the big bear who had already drunk too much. To be precise, he should have fallen asleep.

This guy's face can defend against armor-piercing bullets, and it can be broken with a wine bottle. No one would believe it.

The sound of snoring was loud, and I fell asleep as soon as I fell asleep, but I still urinated. I didn't wear adult diapers, so I urinated directly in the crotch.

This is a disaster for a sealed cockpit.

Every inch of the entire cockpit is filled with a strong smell of hair and urine, even wearing an oxygen mask will not help.

The plane did not go out of control because Chekhov fell asleep suddenly. On the one hand, the airframe adopts a static and stable design, and the joystick will automatically level off when you let go of the joystick. Both seats have the authority to fully control the airframe, even if the fire control hand is placed in the front seat and the main driver is placed in the back seat, there is no problem.

As soon as the snoring sounded, Chen Fei took over the whole plane, followed the satellite positioning and familiarity with the mountains and rivers, and groped all the way back to the 911 air base.

Instead of sliding into the apron, aircraft 211 stopped at the end of the road.

Not long after, Warman Hadler, an on-duty deputy manager, rushed over angrily.

There are two deputy managers under the executive manager of the air base, one is in charge of living logistics and the other is in charge of combat logistics.

For a while, no one found Manager Hana, and Deputy Manager Warman Hadler had to take care of it personally.

No one could find manager Hana, so the deputy manager had to do it himself.

"What's going on, why did you take off without authorization, what are you trying to do? Tell you, it's serious..."

Warman Hadler squirted at Chen Fei, who was moistening the green grass beside the runway.

After aircraft No. 211 soared into the sky full of ammunition, the news of its disappearance frightened many people.

If it hadn't been learned from the group of drunks on the tarmac that Captain Chekhov of the "True Fragrance" Squadron was planning to touch the battalion of the 909 Air Crew Base with the rookie, it would not be impossible to even directly suspect that they had defected.

If most of the pilots were not drunk, no one would fly those two MiG-28 jet fighters except Major Chekov. Maybe the duty manager would have ordered Chekov, who had attacked without authorization, to be handed over to chase back.

That's not the worst of the situation at the 911/[-] base.

During the corporate war, the "True Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron was the only thing the entire base relied on for self-protection, and every pilot was extremely precious.

If one of the most capable squadron leaders is lost for no reason, plus a pilot, even if the latter is a rookie who is not even familiar with the joystick, for the 911 aircrew base, it is simply an old man. Life.

At least half of the air supremacy must be lost.

"It's not my fault, it's him!"

Chen Fei confidently pointed to the front seat of the cockpit.

He is very happy to throw the pot to the big bear, yes, it is it, hang it up, peel the grass, sprinkle pepper and salt, let it dry, and after [-] days, it will be a good appetizer again.

"he?"

The deputy manager Warman Hudler was startled, looked into the cockpit, and immediately heard the snoring sound like a pig butcher, and there were still people inside.

Leaning to the side, he jumped up vigorously and looked around, a strong smell of urine hit his face, which almost didn't faint the old white man.

Where did I find this "biochemical weapon", the smell is too strong.

"Chekov? What's the matter with him?"

Warman Hadler looked at Chen Fei in surprise.

What did the two of you do in one night?
The perfect cockpit is about to turn into a piss-sink.

"He drank too much!"

Chen Fei spread out his hands. It had nothing to do with Big Bear if he drank too much.

Who knows how much this big bear drank, and the amount of flood discharge was astonishing.

"..."

The deputy manager was so angry that his face turned green. When he finds Manager Hana, he will take care of these two bold guys.

And so Comrade Chekov Leonidevich Ivanov was sent back to solitary confinement in a daze.

On the contrary, Chen Fei, since he is a rookie, did not pursue the matter. He took a water gun and was responsible for cleaning the cockpit of No. 211 aircraft, scrubbing, scrubbing, scrubbing...
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In the early hours of the morning, the news that the 909 Aircrew Base had been suspended did not reach the 911 Aircrew Base until around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The internal turmoil of the Apocalypse Defense Group has affected the intelligence system, making the 911 air base located in the Kushi mountainous area of ​​Hindu more than a beat slower in obtaining outside information.

According to the battle damage report received by the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee, the tower and radar of the 909 Air Force Base were attacked by missiles, coupled with the indiscriminate critical strikes of EMP electromagnetic pulse missiles, many equipments have been confused even if the surface is intact. , all the fighter jets on the tarmac were destroyed, and no one was spared. The flames from the explosion spread to the nearby hangars. They burned for a whole morning, and most of them were burned down. The survivors tried their best to stop them. The fire finally prevented the oil depot from exploding.

The losses in buildings, equipment and related materials were not the worst. In terms of personnel, 87 people were killed on the spot in the attack, and nearly one-third of the dead were not even able to find their bodies in the end. 14 people were seriously injured. 67 people were slightly injured, and 5 people were missing. It is estimated that they will be included in the death list in the end.

The combat flight squadron it belonged to was completely destroyed, and it came from the "Zero Point" squadron of the Mayman Brothers United Consortium. Only the squadron leader "Titan" survived and was slightly injured. The rest of the pilots all died in the final aerial bomb attack.

The tactic of bombing the dormitory area relentlessly was too ruthless.

After all, it is a private military contractor, and the objects they deal with are either monsters or mutants. It never occurred to them that the people at the 911 air base did not plan to prepare for the next round, but directly attacked at night.

The deadly precision strike of just one "big mouth monster" directly disabled the entire 909 air base.

The military contractor to which 909 belongs wants to cry but has no tears. It is estimated that this mouthful of old blood will take a long time to vomit.

The combined losses of the Meiman brothers who borrowed the 909 air base were not small. The two "big mouth monster" turboprop squadrons lost half in the battle, and lost the other half in the early morning attack. The entire army was wiped out.There is also a fully formed elite squadron of MiG jets. Except for the squadron leader, it is almost an organized regiment.

The loss of these pilots and fighter jets alone is enough to wipe out two air bases like 911, and this is not counting the pre-emptive ground elite squad.

A magician, two supernatural powers and a warrior, such a combination should be foolproof in a sneak attack with mental arithmetic or unintentional, but no one thought that the dark system supernatural powers who are good at assassination plus the even more powerful optics The stealth suit was killed immediately, and the 911 Air Force base reacted fiercely and fiercely.

There were actually two supernatural beings in a small air crew base, and there was also an elite Neanderthal warrior who is now limited to legends. The six-tier fighters played evenly, without losing the slightest bit.

In the end, only this combatant escaped alone, almost being left behind.
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"Attention! Fire!"

Boom! ~
Ten shots sounded like one shot.

On the lawn near the main landing strip, 31 remains were neatly wrapped in white cloth, with a thick layer of firewood stacked underneath.

"Fire!"

Boom! ~
"Fire!"

Boom! ~
The well-organized security personnel fired three shots.

The female executive manager Hana Garger, who had been missing for most of the day, reappeared in front of everyone, holding a torch in her hand, and set fire to the remains one by one.

The flames rose rapidly and engulfed the white cloth.

Except for those who were on duty, all the employees of the 911 air base came to the lawn, silently watching these sacrificed colleagues, and stood solemnly.

Chen Fei never took his eyes off one of the corpses with a slender, pointed cold weapon inserted beside it. He sniffed and his eyes were reddish.

The body of the old Neanderthal man Barut was also among the dead who were cremated at the scene.
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(End of this chapter)