Show off, huh?
Everything that's not for Energy Points is just showing off!
With a light push on the control stick, Chen Fei easily broke free from the six thick green lines using the maneuverability of the A-39B "Big Mouth Monster" light turboprop attack aircraft.
The next second, they wrapped around again like maggots to a bone.
But aren't Energy Points delightful?
Chen Fei pulled off a huge fake death on his own and took at least half of the missiles with him, greatly relieving the pressure on his comrades. Everyone else had fewer than one missile to deal with, which was much more relaxed.
Some dragged missiles away, while others faced the incoming enemy again.
Private Military Contractors don't have professional bombers, not even the top ten giants in the industry are an exception.
If it's necessary to use bombers against Magical Beasts and Mutants, it's probably time for the sovereign state's air force to take action themselves. The day-to-day military tasks undertaken by military contractors often aren't heavy, which is why they are profitable.
So, for the incoming enemy fighters, they must make a key choice: should they carry more air-to-air or air-to-ground munitions?
If they choose to carry more air-to-air ammunition, once they arrive at Aircrew Base 911, they can only awkwardly use their machine guns for strafing. The limited firepower of the 12.7mm caliber machine gun bullets is quite limited against ground facilities, which is only suitable for bullying Magical Beasts and Mutants without air defense weapons and sufficient defense.
But to deal with an aircrew base, it's still far from enough.
If they decide to prioritize air-to-ground munitions, their air-to-air combat power will be significantly weakened, making them clumsy in combat and easily facing the awkward situation of running out of ammunition.
How to make the trade-off is a headache-inducing problem.
However, looking at Aircrew Base 911, "Genuine Fragrance" Combat Flight Squadron didn't need to consider that much at all. Just load up with air-to-air ammunition, that's all. Seven mounts meant seven programmable close-range combat missiles, guaranteed to make the opponents howl in pain.
Unless the enemy's single batch fleet could form an overwhelming numerical and firepower advantage, it wouldn't be easy to overpower the "Genuine Fragrance" Squadron, especially since Squadron Leader Chekhov Big Bear and his crew had the home advantage. Even without Early Warning Aircraft bonuses, the ground-based radar system is not for decoration.
"Rookie, are you trying to get yourself killed? What the hell are you doing?"
When Squadron Leader Chekhov Big Bear, piloting a single-man MiG-28 jet fighter, saw six missiles chasing after a "Big Mouth Monster" turboprop, his hair stood on end.
Even himself did not have the confidence to take on six combat bombs at once!
"Don't worry, I've got this. Just ignore me!"
Chen Fei pushed down on the control stick, making the "Big Mouth Monster" barrel roll smoothly like a waltz dance step, tracing arc after arc, drawing closer to the enemy squadron.
A hostile "Big Mouth Monster" appeared in the HUD—it was an encounter between peers; why rush to annihilation so eagerly?
Let's go!
The aircraft shivered slightly as several tracer-laden machine gun bullets ignited vivid predictive trajectories as they shot out.
The blue trajectory lines Chen Fei saw were not from his own machine gun bullets and missiles. The first reason is to avoid confusion with enemy attacks, and the second is because the onboard Fire Control System already had that function with an official name: Attack Envelope.
The blue lines that Chen Fei saw were actually the enemy aircraft's attack envelope, which seemed more appropriate and accurate for him as the target, hence known as predictive trajectory.
An unexpected burst of machine gun fire accurately hit a "Big Mouth Monster" more than a thousand meters ahead without a single bullet missing its mark. Flames erupted instantly, and as time passed, the damage grew more severe.
The female executive manager inside Aircrew Base 911 captured the loss of one communication signal from Genuine Fragrance Squadron on the ground-based radar.
"I'm fine, sorry, Squadron Leader!"
On the copilot seat of Z-9 Armed Helicopter No. 2, another young lady from Genuine Fragrance Squadron, "Mint" Susanna Emma, with a voice full of regret, spoke up in the communication channel, her voice starting to choke. She hadn't managed to shoot down an enemy plane, but instead had been shot down herself.
With the fighter jet gone, the emergency communication equipment began to work.
"It's my fault for not covering Miss Emma properly."
"Mint" Susanna Emma's partner, "Saffron" Kattir, took on the responsibility voluntarily. Partners are all about support. What kind of partner would you be if you remained silent now?
Squadron Leader Chekhov said, "It's okay, as long as you're alive, that's what's important. 'Mint,' make sure to protect yourself and wait patiently for rescue."
The Scavenger team had already ejected, and it would be some time before anyone could come for a pickup. It might be necessary to spend several days in these wild and desolate hills.
"Understood, Squadron Leader Chekhov!"
As a rescue personnel of Genuine Fragrance Squadron, Susanna Emma was well-prepared for this; she was not lacking in survival experience in the wild. Not just three or five days, even ten days or half a month would be no problem.
Inside the ejected cockpit seat, there were plenty of things: food, water, medicine, weapons, and communication equipment, among other supplies.
In exchange for the loss of one Big Mouth Monster, Genuine Fragrance Combat Flight Squadron took down nineteen enemy Big Mouth Monsters, giving the female executive manager a glimmer of hope. She clenched a cold sweat in her palm and shouted loudly, "There are still five enemy planes, be quick!"
"Regroup into pairs and take them out!"
With the enemy outnumbered, the confidence of Chekhov Big Bear surged.
Fifteen against five, three against one, there was no chance for the enemy to win.
The Merman Brothers Consortium was overconfident after all, and didn't equip each combat group with electronic pods; instead, relying on the ground-based radar system, Genuine Fragrance Combat Flight Squadron took the initiative. They managed the guidance of the Combat Missiles through the battlefield data link and launched another attack, with one fighter performing the tactical value of two.
The five Big Mouth Monsters from the 912 Aircrew Base to the east of 911 Aircrew Base didn't fight to the bitter end and immediately scattered to escape.
The pilot of Z-9 Armed Helicopter No. 1 from Aircrew Base 911, callsign "Miso" Yamada Yuhu, caught his breath and said with a sense of unfinished business, "Shall we pursue?"
He and his old partner "Wasabi" Abiko Fushi-kun had just taken down an enemy plane together, exclaiming with delight.
Deputy Squadron Leader "Devil Pepper" Irinei Rusios immediately said, "Don't chase the impoverished!"
"Our objective is to protect the Aircrew Base, fall back!"
Squadron Leader Chekhov hesitated for a moment but quickly made up his mind.
The female executive manager in command at Aircrew Base 911, Hanna Gagar, had no intention of interfering, leaving the decision entirely to Squadron Leader Chekhov.
Commanders in the field, beyond certain orders, the combat personnel at the front understood the current situation best, and she trusted Squadron Leader Chekhov's professional competence more.
Boom!~
A fireball crashed near the control tower; the dense air defense array didn't manage to completely destroy the air-to-ground missile in time, and some wreckage still fell into the Aircrew Base.
The shockwave from the resulting blast made the glass in all the control tower windows rattle violently, whitening the faces of the many people inside as they unanimously stared out the windows.
Hanna Gagar shouted, "Stay calm, don't panic!"