Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 120 The preparations are complete, fly back to Bogo (please subscribe!)

The materials in the storage warehouse began to be consumed, and the infrared probe at the front of the AIM-9L was gradually printed.

Because of the high-tech content, the printing speed is not as fast as the high-pressure argon cylinder used to cool down the photoresistive element.

After all, it's just a steel cylinder + argon gas. Compared with the more common nitrogen gas, argon gas is more brutal in cooling.

Faster is the WDU-17/B warhead behind the control unit.

Two hundred titanium rods are integrally formed, connected end to end to form a metal ring, tightly wrapping the high explosive inside.

This is not comparable to the dog warheads of those shoulder-resistant anti-aircraft missiles.

The moment of the explosion is like an open eight-point light wheel, which can cut off the fighter jet that hits directly.

Even the titanium alloy-reinforced cockpits of the Su-25 and A-10 will shatter when faced with titanium rods of the same material, and direct ejection is the only way to survive.

It’s just that the speed is a bit slower, the limit speed is only Mach 2.5, and the tail-fired MiG-25 may not be able to catch up and must be replaced with an AIM-120.

This one flies fast, can fly Mach 4, and is hard to get rid of if bitten.

Seeing that it would take 10 working hours to complete the printing, Xia Yu exited the system, got up and left the cargo hold.

Put a seal on the entrance, and the general cargo ship will arrive in Kongluga in 20 days.

Hopefully, by then, they will have repelled the white top hat's retaliatory action this time, and further weakened each other.

"duo~~"

Watching the general cargo ship blew its whistle and set sail to leave the port, Xia Yu turned to look at his fellows.

"Let's go too!"

"Yes × 8!"

Hans and Xia Yu acted separately.

They set out on a yacht for the high seas, where they were picked up by a Twin Otter seaplane.

Originally, the digital team was supposed to go directly to the Philippines, but the military plane flew directly to Kongluga after refueling.

Xia Yu can't let the other party stop at Ji Ban's airport to release people, wouldn't that be a speed pass to the outpost of the white top hat.

Let's go back first, take the Weasel S30 and go to the Philippines by land.

This time, they not only want to leave the fighter jets in white top hats, but also destroy the opponent's base, making it impossible for them to move an inch in the entire central part of Afika.

When the yacht was too small to see, Xia Yu also left the pier and returned to the truck.

He didn't leave, and when the sea harrier was ready, he drove back directly.

This speed is fast, even if it is only him, and the two-seater F4K does not take one more.

In the case of a large number of people, it must be a transport plane, and other modes of transportation are not ideal in Europe and Africa.

Xia Yu put the blue vixen radar on the back of the truck into the hangar as a component, and took a Range Rover to leave the port.

These cars are handled by the car rental company. He pretended to be an Asian tourist. While waiting for the preparation, he could enjoy this rare solo trip.

Raising the camera to take pictures of the landmarks in front of him, Xia Yu looked away and looked at the traffic here.

Many rich people like to buy real estate in Yingguo. His idea is a little different. He is considering whether to build a safe house.

It's not that he has watched too many spy movies, but that he really has such a need after working in the PMC industry.

And it's not just the country of Ying, several important countries in Europe can set up footholds.

This will make it easier for Xia Yu to come and buy goods, without having to rent a house or car in advance every time.

In addition, stockpile a certain amount of weapons, food, medicine, and means of transportation, which may come in handy at any time.

The budget for each safe house ranges from tens of thousands to 10,000+ US dollars, and Xiayu can afford this amount.

The feasibility is quite high, and he will start to do it after finishing the white top hat.

【Project: Sea Harrier FRS.MK2 Type】

【Preparation progress: 22.7%】

After finishing dinner in Chinatown, Xia Yu returned to the hotel and opened the system panel.

His 6 air-to-air missiles were printed in the early morning of this morning, followed by the selection and maintenance of the airframe, which required a total of 42.6 man-hours.

This is thanks to the higher integrity, but the aging body structure still needs to be strengthened from the molecular level.

In addition to maintenance, Xiayu’s FRS.MK2 Sea Harrier still has a certain potential for modification.

比如将原装的飞马11-21（MK106）型发动机换成AV8B的飞马11-61（F402-RR-408），将推力真正提升到100千牛以上。

As for Pegasus 19, which is always in the research stage in its original plane, it depends on whether the system can produce the finished product of the parallel world.

There are different branches under the same timeline, forming parallel worlds.

Perhaps there is a world where the Red Giant did not fall and the Yak 141 program continued to operate.

Continue to invest time, budget, and the wisdom of scientific researchers until the launch of a supersonic vertical/short take-off and landing fighter that can actually be put into service, instead of the F-35B that can only be subsonic in this plane.

At the same time, because of the confrontation, there is also a mature Pegasus 19 on the other side, which will push the Harrier, which has been wandering at the speed of sound, to the supersonic era.

With the fantasies of another dimension, Xia Yu fell asleep, and the preparation progress of the sea harrier was advancing bit by bit.

On the morning of the third day, after waking up, Xia Yu found that the FRS.MK2 in the hangar was completely new from the inside to the outside.

It just seems that there is still something missing. He mounted 6 air-to-air missiles under the belly of the aircraft, just like putting claws on the sea harrier.

This feels right!
4×87kg+2×157kg=662kg
The mount of less than 1 ton has no pressure on the Sea Harrier. After all, it can also mount 2 tons of ammunition in the most fuel-intensive vertical take-off mode.

Next, Xia Yu filled the 2.3-ton internal fuel tank of the fighter jet with jet fuel.

Compared with the old model, FRS.MK2 has upgraded the aerial refueling function, but it is a pity that it cannot be used without a tanker.

Fortunately, he has a better way.

Going to the front desk to return the room and the rented car, Xia Yu took public transportation alone to a small seaside town.

Yingguo cuisine is not tasty, but seafood doesn't need much seasoning and cooking.

I ordered a garlic langoustine, a dozen Aerlan Garvan oysters, a mussel vegetable soup, and a glass of Highland whiskey.

A simple dinner, just like this, seems to be prone to gout, but who cares!

Langoustine tasted like crayfish, and oysters squeezed with lemon juice reminded him of Uncle Jules.

The most delicious thing is tonight's soup. He is not used to drinking whiskey, so he still needs a large glass of draft beer.

After eating this meal, the sky gradually darkened.

After Xia Yu left the restaurant, she walked to the deserted beach alone, and her clothes changed into a dark green anti-G suit at some point.

"Huh~~"

After releasing the reborn Sea Harrier from the hangar, Xia Yu climbed onto the fuselage and entered the cockpit.

Because of the installation of a downward-looking display, the FRS.MK2 has a more modern fighter feel than the old Harrier with purely mechanical instruments.

After putting on the helmet and rubbing his hands, Xia Yu turned on the battery switch, adjusted the temperature knob to WARA, and then lowered the bumper of the ejection seat.

Although it was the first time to fly a fighter jet, all the steps of the operation seemed to be imprinted in my mind, as if I had flown it thousands of times.

Let alone 1000 hours of flight experience in a single aircraft, a quasi-ace pilot applies for take-off.

"Woo~~"

Adjust the vector nozzle downward, the engine starts to run after a cold start, and a large amount of fuel is injected into the combustion chamber.

"Om~~"

A fan draws air into the intake tract, removes the air split into the two front nozzles, and the rest is sent by the compressor to the annular combustion chamber.

"Boom~~"

The mixed airflow of compressed air and combustion gas passes through the high-pressure turbine to the low-pressure turbine, and is ejected by two tail nozzles.

The powerful airflow pushes the more than 8-ton fuselage slowly off the ground, and then the nozzle adjusts its angle again, accelerating towards the dark sea like a fat sea harrier.

10 knots!
50 knots!
100 knots!
200 knots!
In less than 5 seconds after lift-off, the speed exceeded 200 knots.

Xia Yu retracted the landing gear and flaps, and while continuing to pump fuel to accelerate, glanced at the fuel gauge.

In just a few minutes, nearly 1 ton of aviation kerosene was burned, and the oil came without money, and it hurts!

Fortunately, after the speed exceeded 500 knots (926km/h), the fuel consumption dropped to 22.7kg per minute.

Converted again, it is 100 liters per 183.9 kilometers, which is more fuel-efficient than T-64B1M.

It seems that something is not right, but the fact is that it is so counterintuitive that the unit distance of the main battle tank will consume more fuel.

After confirming that he was out of the radar detection range, Xia Yu further raised the flight altitude, and drove the Sea Harrier to fly at a limit speed close to the speed of sound.

Yingguo is about 6000 kilometers away from Kongluga, and his one-way flight only took more than 6 hours.

Xia Yu raised his hand and glanced at the cockpit of his B50.

It's only less than 7:[-], and it's time to have a supper when I get home.

This is still the Sea Harrier, it only takes 4 hours to change to the F3K supersonic speed, but the runway is quite painful for takeoff.

On the other side, the northern branch of the white top hat Afika, the base of the Aerji Liya Army Banner Squadron, three pilots have just finished packing their luggage.

This time they were sent to bomb a hostile company's premises, and those crazy guys attacked their middle part of the company.

I can't stand it, I have to send these thugs to God with cluster bombs.

"Thomas, we have to go."

Lifting their travel bags, the oldest pilot urged their new buddy.

"Okay, okay, I packed it up."

The young pilot named Thomas followed his companions to the hangar rented by their company.

Most of the fighter pilots working for PMC are middle-aged and half-old men.

There are very few young faces, because most pilots can stay in the team until retirement.

However, the Chinese military announced the retirement of all super flags years ago.

For these squadrons of the Navy, pilots can choose to fly other models, or they can choose to retire directly.

Thomas wanted to make more money, and the white top hat happened to retire a pilot, and the two hit it off.

The three super flags in the hangar have completed preparations before takeoff, and the wings on both sides are filled with large-capacity auxiliary fuel tanks.

Without missiles and bombs, the weapons are the two German 553 cannons, and they are going to conduct a transition flight.

Thomas bent down and stuffed all the luggage into the luggage pod in the belly of the plane.

This time when they finished their mission, the Banner Squadron would stay at the outpost for a period of time to deter those nearby with malicious intentions.

"Thomas, have you heard that the Phantom F1 of the Phantom Squadron will go with us?"

Another wingman pilot is the old man of the company, he will have more channels to understand information.

"As for it, didn't the combat meeting say that the opponent's only air force is the Mi-24."

Thomas doesn't understand.

"Although the company is small in scale, it has nothing to say about its ability to make money. The headquarters is afraid that they will hire other companies."

Close the luggage pod, the colleague explained.

Entering the 21st century, the third-generation machine is the mainstream, but so many second-generation machines cannot be wasted!
Reputable PMC companies have their own fighter squadrons, dropping cluster bombs one after another on Afika to reap profits for the company.

And it is difficult for these news to make it to the news section of the international mainstream media, because people in the free world don't care about it.

White top hats have to care, even if they are one of them.

Suffering heavy losses, if the guarantee is not complete, some companies dare to take action against them for money.

It was a deliberate decision to transfer Phantom F1 to escort the flag squadron.

They are in charge of the ground, and the Mirage F1 is responsible for the air with combat bombs, and everyone performs their duties.

"Not only that, there is also a helicopter squadron, and they will be responsible for cleaning the battlefield."

It is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net in the bombing, and their goal is not to let one go.

"It's a big scene, but we can't see it anymore."

Thomas said with some regret.

They have to go back after dropping the bombs, and the super flag can only fly back and forth with internal fuel alone.

Although it is a carrier-based aircraft, the white top hat does not have an aircraft carrier, otherwise it would be more convenient to attack Kongluga from the sea.

"Don't worry, our special operations team will shoot the whole process, just watch the video when the time comes."

Revenge must be recorded, and when the time comes, it will be used as internal information to alert every employee.

This loss was caused by the negligence of the heads of some companies in the middle. They misjudged the strength of the concentrated fire defense and ruined the entire armored convoy.

That's more than 200 employees. Since its establishment, White Top Hat has never suffered such a major loss.

Ready to take off, the two didn't talk anymore.

Three super military flags drove out of the hangar, took off one after another under the cover of night, and flew straight to the south.

Their journey is half short, and they will arrive in Feifei before Xiayu, and another Mirage F1 will depart from the southern branch the day after tomorrow.

The official start of the action will not be until the day after tomorrow at the earliest, and the inefficiency of large companies is also reflected from this.

It is hoped that after the expansion of the fire set defense, there will be no such bloat.

In the early hours of the morning, Xiayu flew to the west coast of Afika. Compared with Jiaming holding a GPS, the inertial navigation error of Haiharrier was not very large, and he did not deviate from the course.

After confirming that he entered the airspace above Kongluga, Xia Yu put the parachute on his back and stroked the fuselage with his right hand.

"Huh~~"

The sea harrier under him was put into the hangar, and Xiayu with initial velocity began to make a parabolic motion.

It was too troublesome to land, so he chose to skydive directly.

A few minutes later, Xiayu successfully landed, released the Panhard VBL in the garage, and he followed the GPS to Bogo.

On the way, he took out the satellite phone and asked Lao Yu to help him make some supper. He can eat it directly when he gets home.

Flying continuously for more than six hours, plus a high-altitude skydive, Xia Yu lost his muscles due to calorie consumption.

After more than two months of high-intensity combat, all the little fat reserves (fat) he had managed to raise were all consumed, so there was no reason for him to do so.

"Mole, how are you doing over there?"

Xia Yu then called Kuhn again.

"An hour ago, three fighter jets landed at Jiban Airport."

Kuhn reports from the Philippine frontline.

They are also Jiban who just arrived today.

(End of this chapter)