Chapter 12 Soul Triple

Chapter 12 - Soul Three Company

Although the main mission 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 forces, and it is not an air superiority model at all, but it is still competent for occasional air support missions of pretending to be cool and running away, and it has the strength to fight anyway.

The "Big Mouth Monster" carrying Chekov and Chen Fei rushed out more than 300 meters on the runway, the nose suddenly lifted, the landing gear immediately left the ground, the body quickly rushed into the sky, and successfully completed the take-off procedure.

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

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

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

"Ah?"

Chen Fei never thought that he would become a co-pilot one day.

What to do if you are caught driving without a license? Waiting online, urgent!

Traffic police: Get down first!

But the plane is in the air now, and he can't get down!

Chen Fei almost wanted to die.

Hurry up and throw the bottle under your feet and step on it tightly. This thing also involves drunk driving!

He even smelled the stench of alcohol in the cockpit. This bear hasn't brushed his teeth for hundreds of years!

"Try the communication channel first. The tower will assist you. Recall the technical manual you have read."

Although the squadron leader of the 911 Air Force Base Combat Flight Squadron, Chekov Leonidovich Ivanov, seems to have casually pulled a man, he is not really pulling people randomly.

When he saw Chen Fei, the rookie was holding a technical manual for the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft. Although it was only Volume A, there were several volumes B, C, D, E, F and G behind it. Volume A was the general outline. The content basically mentioned all the module components, including the basic introduction of the various functions on the instrument panel. Even if it was not a flight operation manual, at least it could make you understand what was going on. It was more than enough for the operation guidance of the fire controller.

Communication channel?

Chen Fei, who was tied to a pirate ship, no, a pirate plane, had to fiddle with the instrument panel with a sad face.

Fortunately, the technical manual (A) for this light attack aircraft was still tightly held in his hand, and he still had time to turn the book now.

He tried to flip the communication switch a few times.

"Roar!~ A bad ending, Minotaur! Roar! Dead eunuch! Roar! Offline timid, looks like a ghost, thinks that Master Long is too tough, all of you go to hell, go to hell! Roar, roar, roar..."

The sudden roar scared Chen Fei and he quickly adjusted the frequency band.

"What the hell is that sound! It scared my dad to death!"

It was not only Chen Fei who heard the sudden roar, but also Chekov in the front seat. The hair on their backs stood up at the same time.

Just hearing one or two sentences, it felt that the amount of information was really fucking huge.

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

Chen Fei quickly dialed a few more times and heard the voice again.

"Hey... Calling 211, calling 211, this is 911 tower, please reply."

"211 received, this is 'Peanut Butter', climbing, speed 330 kilometers, expected to enter combat airspace in 5 minutes."

Chekov kept pulling the joystick and opened the throttle to the maximum, so that the body of the "Big Mouth Monster" maintained a large angle of attack and continued to climb, and did not rush into the battlefield where the battle was in full swing.

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

As long as there is enough altitude advantage, propeller fighters even dare to fight jet fighters.

"IFF identification verification passed, battlefield data link has been connected, start temporary key, please keep communication smooth."

The tower staff has retreated to the second backup command room of the underground air defense facility, and there is no one on the ground at this time.

From time to time, the dragon thorns that fall from the sky are everywhere, and it may not be safe even if you hide in an armored vehicle.

The dragon thorn penetration ability shared by the gold dragon is comparable to that of armor-piercing bullets, and it is particularly restrained against metal materials, with a strong erosion effect. No matter how thick the armor steel is, it is no different from paper. On the contrary, the defensive effect of non-metallic composite materials has not been discounted.

"'Peanut Butter' received, 'Zhen Xiang' squadron pay attention, follow me closely, prepare for a double-plane formation dive attack, 'Devil Pepper', are you still alive? I can't see you."

The big bear suddenly became serious and was completely different from when he was on the ground.

"'Devil Pepper' is still here, I see you, 'Peanut Butter', all members of the 'Zhen Xiang' squadron are here, start to assemble."

The deputy squadron leader of the "Zhen Xiang" combat flight squadron, the short-haired girl Irini Lucius, spoke calmly in the communication channel.

Her flight code name "Devil Pepper" really fits the temperament of the South American pepper.

Before Chekov's No. 211 took off, the "Zhen Xiang" squadron made a tentative attack, and then began to use their own advantages to start a guerrilla battle tactic, hitting and running, no matter whether they hit or not, they would never fight to the end.

"Hey! The rookie behind you, give yourself a code name, how about 'rookie'? It really suits you!"

"Peanut Butter" Chekov turned his attention to the back of him.

“No, no, no, I don’t want it!”

What “rookie”? Chen Fei shook his head like a rattle. He was an apprentice in the mechanic group, a poor tool man. What code name did he want?

It’s either peanut butter or devil pepper. It smells really good?

Are you planning to cook?

Why don’t you stew this big bear first?

This is the true meaning of “really good smell”.

Chen Fei couldn’t understand the bad taste of these pilots at all.

“Every pilot has to have his own flight code name. This is a convention. Just like me, my code name is ‘peanut butter’, my father is also a pilot, his code name is ‘caviar’, and my grandfather, he flies La-9, code name is ‘ketchup’, the Ivanov family is a family of pilots, and aviation kerosene flows in their veins, Ulla!”

Okay, three generations of ancestral sauce!

When reuniting with other A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft of the "True Fragrance" squadron, Chekov took a moment to explain to Chen Fei.

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

Little Chen Fei was about to cry. He was forced to do something and was inexplicably stuffed into the cabin.

He really wanted to slap this unreasonable big bear to death with the thick and heavy technical manual in his hand.

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

No one held the joystick at this moment!

After the "Big Mouth Monster" continued to rush up for a while due to inertia, it began to turn around aimlessly and diagonally downward.

"Are you crazy?"

Seeing that the big bear in the front seat was actually playing double release at this juncture, Chen Fei was furious. Now is not the time to joke.

A fighter jet is not a bicycle. If you don't turn on the automatic driving, letting go is shaking hands with the god of death.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Chekov was unyielding and let the fighter plane he and Chen Fei were flying start 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 "Big Mouth Monster" No. 211 through the radar.

"Captain, stop it!"

"Devil Pepper" girl Illini Lucius approached the plane and noticed the abnormality of No. 211. This was not a proper dive attack at all.

"Grab the joystick, we are falling! Falling! Falling!"

Chekov waved his hands and danced the bear dance in the front seat. The weight of more than 200 kilograms made the body shake more violently.

"You are crazy! Ah ah ah, pull it up for me, pull it up ah ah ah..."

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

Which direction will the "Big Mouth Monster" fly to, the ground, the sky, or level off, who knows!

The turboprop plane finally got human intervention and dived obliquely for a distance, then gradually leveled off, the shaking body stabilized again, and climbed again.

The model with static stability design is actually not difficult to control. It is only at a speed below 130 kilometers per hour that there is a risk of stalling. Even so, at the speed of spinning and diving, it will only take a dozen seconds to hit the ground, and there is still enough time to recover.

"Ura!~~"

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 three-question soul-searching question, this big bear is not stupid at all, he is just drunk.

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