Cavender and Harman are more than 300 hours of super pilot partners in the Air Force of the US Middle East Expeditionary Force, you must know that the Air Force is an incomparably money-burning thing, and thousands of dollars are lost when you go to the sky for a while in peacetime training, not only special aviation fuel is very expensive, including special lubricating fluid, antifreeze, and parts that are particularly easy to wear and tear of high-tech fighters, which are very expensive.

If you mount missiles to hit a real target, then it is normal to spend more than 100,000 US dollars, so these two can fly for more than 300 hours, which is undoubtedly a very experienced pilot.

Maybe if it weren't for the fact that there were too few wars now, I was afraid that with their abilities, they could easily be promoted to ace pilots.

However, the two would-be ace pilots were now feeling very depressed, because they had just received an order to take off urgently to intercept all the planes from Bahrain bound for Iraq.

Their frustration is not because it is now half past eleven in the evening, in fact, as one of the most experienced super pilots, they have also performed a lot of temporary night emergency missions, but today it is still a sandstorm.

"Haman, my friend, do you hear the wind outside? It's like a demon crying in the abyss, tearing our souls apart, and I can even feel the sound of my teeth gnawing on my bones, crunching and making my scalp tingle!" said Cavendy, "It's night again, and it's a devil's test in the face of this strong sandstorm, it's terrible!"

Beside him, Harman hugged his flying helmet and said impatiently, "Major Cavendy, I think your frivolous complaint is enough, unless you can convince the command to take back his orders." ”

"Don't you think that such an order is purely to send us to death?" Cavendi dissatisfied.

"I think it's a really irresponsible order to take off in this weather except for us to ask someone else. ”

Leaving this sentence for Cavendy, Harman walked out of the room first, and Cavendy looked helpless at his partner behind him, and finally had no choice but to follow.

Due to the raging sand and dust, their plane had to be overhauled in the hangar, and more lubricating oil according to the current weather, etc., and after all the preparations were completed, Kevender and Harman boarded the plane and slowly taxied out of the hangar onto the runway before taking off.

Although the door of the hangar was opened, the wind and sand outside were so windy and sandy that even the signal lights on the runway could not be seen clearly, but this was not a difficulty for the two prospective ace pilots to deter them, and in accordance with the communication with the dispatch and their own experience, their planes slowly took place, adjusted the angle before they began to taxi and take off, and ten minutes later they flew over the sandstorm.

After circling over the base for a while, checking the aircraft's radar and radio, they accelerated in the direction of Bahrain and Iraq.

The cruising route from the base to Bahrain and Iraq is a full 500 kilometers, so even if they fly an F16 fighter jet, it will take at least 20 minutes to reach it at full speed, but they usually choose to slow down a little, about half an hour or so.

At a quarter past twelve, Cavender and Harman finally reached their destination, and they continued to slow down to cruising speed, but this so-called slowdown was only for supersonic fighters like them, and their speed was still much faster than ordinary aircraft.

Suddenly, Harman reminded, "Cavendy, you damn guy can't be asleep, are you? My radar spotted a plane at three o'clock ahead!"

Cavendy took Harman's words and said, "I've found out, but I'm thinking about another question, do you think we should sleep, or should we continue to fly so boringly over this sandstorm?"

"I don't understand what you're trying to say, we're on a mission right now, and we don't have time to discuss any philosophical issues with you!" Haman said in confusion.

"What I want to say is very simple, now that our base is completely covered in sandstorms, what can we do even if we intercept that plane? Do we want to take that plane with us to hover over the base without restrictions? Because our planes can land, it doesn't mean that every plane can land in a sandstorm. ”

"So you want to let this plane go? You don't deserve to be a soldier at all, because a soldier's vocation is to carry out orders!" said Harman firmly.

In the face of Harman's firmness, Cavendy had no choice but to say in a different way: "It depends on what the order is, you have to remember that we are Federal Air Force pilots who defend freedom, not Hamlet who can only blindly obey." ”

Cavendy continued, "Well, if I'm not mistaken, we had more than twenty new friends at our base tonight, right? So I wonder if there is something wrong with our intelligence, and the plane that we are trying to intercept does not exist at all?"

"I wonder why so many planes are flying to Iraq at night, don't they know that this is about to become a battlefield?" said Haman, puzzled.

"It's not that they don't know, on the contrary, they all know very well, but the risks and benefits are relative, and now Iraq is extremely short of many materials in Iraq due to the sanctions of the United Nations, so many people are desperate to transfer some shortage of materials to obtain huge profits. Of course, these merchants don't know when the war will break out, so they all choose the fastest private jets for transportation, my friend, do you want us to make a cameo appearance at customs?" Kevendy teased.

"But we're on a mission. Harman stressed, though, he was clearly not so determined.

Cavendy noticed this, so he continued: "Of course I know that we are on a mission, and I didn't say that we should give up the mission, that is a disgrace to a soldier, I mean we fly up and check it out, if there is nothing suspicious, let him go, we go back and report that we didn't find it, so that we can go back to sleep in an hour, do you think it's okay?"

"As long as you can really determine the identity of the other party, sometimes it's not impossible to simplify the formalities. Harman said.

Seeing that Harman was finally moved, Cavender said happily: "That's it, we are not the kind of bureaucracy of the headquarters, we have our own freedom! ”

"You're such a nasty bastard, this mission is over, I must not partner with you again!"

Harman said this irritably, and then sped the plane around and headed towards their three o'clock.

But what Harman never expected was that when he turned around and accelerated, a sharp alarm sounded in his headphones, which made people explode, and as a quasi-ace pilot, Harman knew very well that this meant that he had been attacked and locked by the fire control radar of another plane.

"Kevendy, please don't do this childish prank, it's disgusting!" Harman yelled in annoyance, because now that he and Cavendy were on the radar, and Cavendy was behind him, there would be no one else but him.

"I'm sorry Harman, my brother, it's not a prank. ”

Listening to these words coming from the headset, Harman didn't have time to react, and he saw a missile coming towards him, and even Superman didn't have time to do any evasive action at such a close distance, so he ......

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a brilliant orange-red firework suddenly exploded over the Persian Gulf.

Zhou Ming and Zhang Lin's desert team happened to see this scene while sitting on the plane, which made Zhou Ming immediately frown: "What's the situation? Could it be anti-aircraft artillery?"

Zhang Lin shook his head and said: "I'm afraid not, because I didn't see any anti-aircraft artillery attack, but it was more like it was shot down by air fighting, but I don't know if the Americans shot down the Iraqi plane, or if Iraq shot down the American plane." ”

When Zhang Lin said this, the other desert team members immediately took action, they took their weapons and equipment while carrying parachute bags, and also brought a parachute bag to Zhou Ming, Zhang Lin handed it to Zhou Ming and said: "In order to deal with any unexpected situations that may occur, we must be ready to parachute at any time, I will tell you about the general precautions for skydiving......"

If the plane may have any accidents in the air, then the parachute is undoubtedly the best escape tool, but the parachute does not mean that it will be a completely fool's escape tool, in fact, if you don't pay attention to something, you will still be easily injured if you jump straight from the plane with the parachute bag on your back, so Zhang Lin will give Zhou Ming some necessary precautions.

Zhou Ming listened to Zhang Lin's words while looking at the direction where the fireworks dissipated, and it took a long time before he said something that surprised everyone: "I have a hunch, maybe that fireworks are for the fireworks to welcome me to Iraq." ”

……

At this time, not far behind the plane that Zhou Ming was riding, there was an F16 fighter jet, and the one who piloted this fighter was Kevendi.

Through the radar, Cavendy followed Zhou Ming's plane from a distance, and at the same time dialed the satellite phone on the plane, and soon the phone was connected, Cavendy said very respectfully: "My noble highness, as you said, even in the sandstorm weather, the command still forced us to take off and intercept, I am now escorting the target according to your orders." ”

A cold but very beautiful voice came from the headphones: "That's a very important person, be sure to escort him safely to Iraq." ”

Cavendy replied in understanding, and then reminded: "Did you convince your partner? Then don't forget the black box on the plane, if there is an investigation team to investigate afterwards, you will be sent to a military court." ”

"So I killed him. "No one will find the black box, and soon there will be an accident on my plane, and no one will be able to find out anything without evidence, let alone you, my noble highness." ”

"Good luck to you, and may the Lord be with you. ”

As the last words came from the other side, the call came to an end, and Cavendi continued to follow Zhou Ming's plane at a distance, and only stopped his advance when he approached Iraq's air defense radar network.

Finally, when he confirmed through the radar that Zhou Ming's plane passed the border line safely, he turned around and returned home, and quickly arrived at the location where he shot down his colleague's plane, he suddenly smiled: "This flight action, but I have always dreamed of it, but it is impossible to do it due to the expensive price of the F16, I didn't expect that I finally have the opportunity to achieve it today, thank God." ”

As he spoke, Cavendy launched a missile, and then he piloted the plane to suddenly increase speed, quickly overtaking his own missile at twice the speed of sound, and flew in front of the missile to make himself the target of the missile.

"Goodbye my baby, you will be the most beautiful flower in my life!"

As he spoke, Cavendy ejected himself out of the cockpit, and finally in the air, he saw a brilliant firework again, but this time it was his own plane that exploded, and Cavendy howled excitedly.

Launch the missile yourself, overtake the missile yourself and let the missile hit you.

This is undoubtedly a very imaginative flying stunt, but it is a pity that his performance is destined to have no audience.