Xiao Mao was just about to jump into the plane when he suddenly stopped.

It smelled something.

Fuel oil!

Is there any fuel on this fighter?

It's a problem, and it's a serious problem.

Mu Yuan immediately let Xiao Mao jump off the plane, opened the oil port under the butt of the fighter, and went straight into it after shrinking his size.

After a fugme, Xiao Mao rushed out.

No oil!

That's embarrassing.

How to refuel, this is a problem, after all, Mu Yuan doesn't have much time to waste, and the most important thing is that he can't make too much movement.

And refueling fighters is not a simple matter.

If you want a fighter plane to fly far, you can't do it without three or five tons of oil.

Under normal circumstances, refueling a fighter plane not only takes time, but also requires a special pump truck.

Obviously, the current conditions are not suitable for refueling.

How do you get oil out of the depot and put it in the fighter's mailbox?

Mu Yuan pondered......

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he really thought of a better way.

At that moment, his mind moved, Xiao Mao returned to him as quickly as possible, and at the same time, a cup appeared in Mu Yuan's hand.

This is a prop thermos cup drawn from the system.

This thing doesn't do anything else, so it's good to load things.

Don't look at it as much as a normal thermos cup, but in fact it can hold a cubic meter of things. And because its caliber is only the size of a thermos cup, the most suitable for holding is liquid.

Jet fuel naturally falls into this category.

As for whether the thermos cup after installing aviation fuel can still be filled with food and drink, Mu Yuan is not worried, it is a big deal to wash more.

At that moment, I saw Xiao Mao carrying a thermos cup with one paw and quickly disappeared into the wall.

The defense of the oil depot in the base is not tight, and its importance is no less than that of weapons and ammunition, but in front of Xiao Mao, such security measures are almost equivalent to nothing.

Xiao Mao sneaked into the oil depot without much effort, and filled it with a thermos cup.

This caliber is really inconvenient, and it took several minutes to fill the space in the thermos cup.

Then Xiao Mao carried the thermos cup again and rushed back to the hangar.

If you have to refuel the fighter plane by falling down, you naturally can't refuel from the ground oil port, because the hole is under the butt of the fighter plane, and it can't be poured in.

This leaves only the air refueling hole on the top of the fighter.

This is very simple, open the lid above, Xiao Mao aimed the mouth of the thermos cup at the refueling hole, and the aviation fuel inside flowed into it with a bang.

After several round-trips, the fuel tank of the fighter was already full.

Just in case, Mu Yuan asked Xiao Mao to fill a bottle of aviation fuel and put it beside him, then he opened the door of the hangar and controlled the fighter to slide out.

The movement was very slight and did not cause any noise.

At the same time, Mu Yuan was also rapidly approaching the door of the hangar.

The hangar of the fighter is close to the airport runway, which undoubtedly brings convenience to Mu Yuan.

However, the security measures of the base are indeed in place, and the moment the fighter leaves the hangar gate, the alarm of Didi suddenly sounded over the entire base.

Mu Yuan's heart is also slowly slotting at this moment.

These bastards have installed burglar alarms......

In fact, the anti-theft alarm device is not an advanced technology, whether it is an alarm technology based on infrared induction, or a displacement perception alarm technology based on the navigation and positioning system, it is very mature.

But who would use this technology in the ordinary production of fighter planes? Who would have expected that someone would have the audacity to steal fighter planes?

The mold army did not install this kind of equipment module on the fighter, but installed it at the door of the hangar.

In the controlled state, when the fighter leaves the hangar, the anti-theft device will automatically alarm.

I have to say that the people in the base hit by mistake, which really made this alarm come in handy.

As the alarm sounded, Mu Yuan ran faster.

He was like a cheetah hidden in the dark, swooping down on the slowly sliding F22 fighter.

The base was boiling, and some people standing guard nearby also found the plane that had left the hangar, and some even found Mu Yuan who had rushed under the fighter.

"Shit!

I don't know which one of the loud voices howled like this, and many people who were at a loss were even more cute.

Stealing a fighter plane? What's going on?

Even if you say it's stealing engine oil, that's normal.

After all, not everyone can steal a fighter, at least you have to be a pilot, and as a pilot who can fly a fighter, do you need to rely on "stealing" to make a living?

But when they looked in the direction of the hangar and saw that an F22 had slid towards the runway, all thoughts vanished.

Some people may still wonder if someone within them is going to carry out some secret mission, but as someone on duty at the airport, they understand that there is no such mission today.

In the middle of the night, there was no mission, but the plane was driven out, what is this not stealing the plane?

For a while, many fighters took out their weapons and ran towards the F22.

Although they were all running, their minds were still confused.

Now in this case, they have never practiced before, and have never even received any instructions from their superior officers.

To shoot or not to shoot?

How on earth can they predict if that weird woman is capable of driving this F22?

If the woman hadn't gotten into the fighter plane now, they could have shot the other party in the first place, but now that everyone is in the cabin, whether their bullets can penetrate the canopy is not to mention first, the key is who will bear the responsibility for damaging the canopy?

You know, this F22 is expensive.

Their hesitation lasted less than two seconds, and the F22 was already rushing out like a burning ass.

At this time, Brigadier General Vincent, the person in charge of the base, appeared in the base, looking at the F22 that was about to break out of the runway, his face sinking like water.

"Shooting...... No! Intercept! All the fighters of the 1st squadron took to the air. ”

Brigadier General Vincenne then issued a series of orders, and the entire base was immediately put into action.

Pity...... There was a shortage of personnel, as most of the sergeants were sent to search for the international thieves who had stolen the spy list.

If Brigadier General Vincennes had known that someone would come to steal the plane, he would never have sent someone to do that.

After all, is the matter of the theft of the spy list the CIA's pot and the relationship between his Sicilian base and half a dime? But if this F22 fighter plane is really driven away, then the responsibility is entirely on his head.

However, Brigadier General Vinson knows very well that the F22 can be shot down and crashed, but it must not be driven away.

Once the technology is cracked, it will not only cause the combat effectiveness of more than 100 F22s currently mastered by the mold army to drop significantly, but also may allow others to master this advanced fighter technology and deal with the mold army in turn.

This pot is much more stolen than the spy list......

A "whoo......sh" sound broke through the air, and the strange woman drove the F22 into the air.

Countless people in the base below were dumbfounded.

Can it really be opened?

It's an F22! It's not a car, and the way to drive it is pretty much the same.

The pilots of other fighters may have been completely confused when they first faced the F22.

Under normal circumstances, only the pilots of the moldy army can drive the F22, and now an old woman suddenly appears to be able to fly the F22, and the posture of the flight is still very proficient, they are not confused.

Even Brigadier General Vinson was surprised, and he had even begun to figure out in his mind what went wrong, or if a retired pilot had done it?

But I've never heard of a female pilot in the F22......

Mu Yuan didn't leave too much time for the sergeants in the base to delay, but these people were indeed well-trained, and several fighters rumbled into the air and chased in the direction where the F22 disappeared.

At the same time, in the ground contact center, the staff tried to get in touch with the F22 fighter that "secretly" ran into the sky, at least to locate the other party.

Outcome...... Failed.

It's as if it never existed on the information list.

Everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely serious, and this matter seemed to be bigger than everyone expected.

"What are the results of the radar scan?" asked the field commander calmly.

"The target has been locked! But the target is moving away quickly. ”

The commander had a serious expression, and the target was a sign that the missile could be fired. And it is moving away quickly, indicating that the fighter may get out of the radar lock at any time, and at that time they are really dark-eyed.

Soon, Brigadier General Vincent's order reached the contact center, asking for sufficient time to shoot down, and if necessary, allow it to shoot down.

At this moment, the situation in the air is also fed back for the first time.

The seven fighters that took off were speeding towards the target, and the remaining F22 was also among the seven.

The distance between the two sides is not particularly far, and they can be detected on the radar.

However, the pilots who were tracking in the rear were in a relatively stable mood, after all, they were behind the other party, and the possibility of being attacked was not high.

What makes them feel uncomfortable is that the other party is in front of them, and the radar can scan the other party, but they can't lock it completely.

It's a little awkward.

Seven fighters can't lock on to one, which is a bit of a slap in the face, even if the opponent's fighter is theirs.

But after all, the performance of the fighter is only one aspect, and the pilot's ability is equally important, even if it is a high-tech fighter like the F22, the pilot's ability should not be underestimated.

Now none of their seven fighters can fly an F22, which shows that the other party's piloting level is extremely high, and the ability of the fighter to be flexible and mobile has been maximized, and this level has even exceeded their theoretical limit.

Fortunately, this is their home turf, and although their fighters cannot lock on to the target, they can also use ground-based radar......

Subsequently, one by one, the requests were gathered to the contact center, and at the same time, a lot of information was fed back to each fighter.

The battle could start at any time!