Rabbits frolicking in front of eagles; Sheep graze with their backs to jackals.

Meng Zheng held his mobile phone in the cockpit and looked at the caller ID number, is there such a provocation in the world.

This number was once published on the contract list of the mercenary airfield in the castle tower, and it was also the target of attack. A few days ago, when the Owari group issued a provocative contract offering a reward for the assassination of their own son, Yoshihito Shiroshi, the leader of the group, his mobile phone contact number was announced. This swagger lures the snake out of the hole, of course, no one dares to unveil it.

But whoever is in charge of the Owari group Spoo, just do a big vote, raise his hand and receive the task, and Spo Yoshihito naturally became his assassination target. Meng Struck specially purchased a cell phone tracking pod from Xinti at the "Aisanberg Brothers" weapons shop, just to locate Spo's location and assassinate him in mid-air.

However, what he didn't bother to know and didn't know was that he had become the target of the Owari group.

The Owari group's self-appreciating suicide contract is to lure people into the bait, and then kill those who dare to oppose the Owari group in public, and make an example of them.

But no one could have imagined that this qiē was all in the calculation of Tang Yujian, the squadron leader of the Maleria Air Defense Squadron, who planned to take advantage of the Owari Group to attack with all his might, and to have a "yellow finch behind".

As a result, the castle tower eventually ended up in a scuffle, and blood flowed like a river.

What is now displayed on the phone is the number of Spo Yoshiren.

He held the phone fiercely, pressed the answer button, and did not speak, but quickly glanced around, and the other party was probably nearby.

The signal was turned on, and there was a rumbling sound opposite the earpiece, which sounded like a ground air-conditioned car, and it was very similar to the sound of the air-conditioned car next to me. The slam sped up his eyes and scanned left and right behind him, and Spo Yoshihito was likely very close to him.

The other party didn't speak, there was only noise in the earpiece, and the buzzing and hissing sound of power supply could be faintly heard, which was also very similar to the cockpit environment of the attack. There are also voices of speech and noise in the background. Spo was at the gravel airport, and in the cockpit of an airplane, just like himself.

Meng Struck immediately turned to look at the F-2CCV Athletic Aircraft across the runway.

At this moment, the other party's voice finally came from the earpiece: "It's not bad, dirty and smelly mercenary, it took 1 minute to look around, and finally found me." I saw that on the contact road on the other side of the runway, the pilot of the F-2CCV long plane was looking at him, slowly using his left hand to show his middle finger, "What?" When you see me in person, are you already scared of peeing pants? Do you want to change your pants, huh? Hahaha. The voice sounded like that of a teenager who had just passed the period of voice change, immature and hoarse.

"Oh? It's you, your grandson didn't call, and I was about to look for you. Meng sneered, "I did just spill a soak." Do you smell the scent? Hungry? Come to heaven in a moment and open your mouth, and I'll feed you. ”

"Fuck you! Dirty and smelly maid ......" As soon as Spo Yiren said half a word, the phone was hung up. Suddenly, a nameless fire rushed straight to his head, and he dialed the Mengbang phone again, "**** ......" The fire had not yet erupted, and the phone was hung up again. This time, Si Bo Yiren couldn't control it a little, and when he dialed the phone, he shouted: "Stinky mercenary, I'm going to slaughter all your apprentices, and no one will be left!" ”

"Are you sick?" Meng Zhen said, "I haven't accepted apprentices, but I have accepted grandsons, why are you coming?" ”

"What did you say!" Spa yelled, "Then who's in front of you!" You dare to say that they are not your apprentices? ”

"Do you understand Chinese, or are you chaotic there?" Meng Shu replied, "Those two are my nephews!" Idiot. After saying that, without waiting for Spa Yiren to answer, he hung up the phone again.

Spoo Yiren was furious at the moment, and he tightened the Nomex fireproof pilot gloves on his hand and clenched his fist fiercely. Then push the throttle to increase the engine speed of the aircraft, and this is going to rush over. Fortunately, the F-2CCV was operated by the computer, which did not let the plane slam out of control, but the engine roared frantically.

The staff on the sidelines immediately began waving flags to signal foul warnings.

The ground crew of the Owari team also ran over to see if something was wrong.

Spo Yiren suppressed his anger and waved his hand, indicating that he was okay and let them leave. Then he turned his head and stared straight ahead, looking viciously at Meng Striking.

Meng snorted: "Childish." He didn't bother to look at the other party, so he turned off his phone and stuffed it back into his jacket pocket. Then start tucking the cuffs and neckline inwards. If you enter the cabin in ordinary casual clothes, you will have to be careful about hanging switches and other equipment when you swing your cuffs, so you have to do something about it. While fiddling, he chanted: "The rivers and lakes are the most honest!" Grandpa, I said I'm going to kill you, and if you can't talk, it doesn't count. ”

At this time, the girl in the arena stepped on the rhythmic catwalk and walked onto the track again, and the indicator board with both hands read: "10 minutes".

This was followed by a MiG-25RBV high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, slowly gliding from behind.

Dapeng Zai's voice sounded from the communication headset in the helmet: "Uncle Shi, that's the weather plane, wait for it to go up to see the weather first, and then our team will take off first, Uncle Shi, you will ...... with the broadcast camera plane of the organizing committee."

"Yes." Meng Feng flipped through the flight plan and tucked it back into his pocket, in fact, he didn't bother to look at this thing, anyway, the fuel he brought couldn't burn for 3 hours, what kind of plan did he make. He subconsciously pulled into his trouser pocket, "Hey, this time I'm wearing a suit, and I'm not carrying a wine bottle." It would be nice to have two sips before takeoff. ”

"Uncle Shi, don't worry," Dapeng said over the radio, "and when we finish the ceremony for Master, we will have a good drink together." ”

"Didn't you kid say that you don't drink when you're an adult?"

"After the ceremony for Master, we will have to become adults." Dapeng replied.

"Bring seeds!" Meng Ji responded, "Uncle Shi, I'll keep an eye on you in the back." ”

The 5-minute countdown girl came up, and weather information such as visibility, cloud cover, altitude, temperature and humidity appeared on the display board on the side of the runway. At this moment, the ground staff and staff of the competition team began to run out quickly, and no one could touch the plane at this time.

"Oh, uncle," Dapeng said, "and we're leaving." ”

Cheng Er also said, "Uncle Shi, see you later." His voice was slightly sharper.

Meng Struck replied: "Good! ”

As he was talking, he saw two J-8F?ACT "fin whale" competitive planes of the Heyi Society in front of him start. As the roar of the engine gradually increased, the area radius of the nozzle began to adjust, and a "woo-woo" whistle was emitted, like the neighing of a horse.

The northern suburbs of Xindongdu are relatively dim compared to other places, except for the gravel airport, which is as bright as day under the illumination of the lights, and looks like a long white spar in a cave from the air.

The first to slide into the runway was Dapeng Tsai's J-8F, with a white body and black tail painted with gold characters, which is a special mourning livery. On the side of the air intake, there is a circular identification number assigned by the organizing committee with black letters on a yellow background, which reads: "01".

Meng Zhu watched Dapeng Tsai glide steadily, this confident and uninhibited feeling was very similar to that of the fifth brother Lu Tong. Coupled with this slender and handsome sonic horse, Meng Wei even felt as if he had returned to the war-torn years.

After driving the No. 01 machine into the runway, Dapeng Tsai slowly leaned to the left, completely drove through the center white line, and entered the departure mark marked with "01" on the left.

Immediately afterwards, the F-2CCV piloted by Yoshihito Shiba of the Owari Group also entered the runway. At this moment, thunderous shouts and whistles erupted from the opposite stands, and the crowd surged back and forth, and the magnesium lights flickered. is worthy of being the eldest son of the team leader, and has thousands of fans.

This F-2CCV with yellow diamond pattern on a black background is marked with the number of "02", and quickly rushed to the corresponding sending position, rushing in front of the reticle, the momentum is as fierce as a demon horse, and the downward leaning streamlined nose is like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

The departure positions of each aircraft on the runway are arranged like dogs' teeth staggered, and the horizontal and longitudinal intervals are 10 meters.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Er's J-8F and another Owari F-2CCV entered the "03" and "04" positions, respectively.

Now, the staff, ground crew, and other volunteers on both sides of the runway have left, and they are clean, leaving only these four competitive planes, two white and two yellow, like four big Wanlie horses ready to go, which have long been unable to hold back on the starting line.

The Arena Girl crossed the track again, and in a flash, the time number on the board changed from 1 minute to 30 seconds.

Everyone held their breath, and the men and women who had just been in the bright lights stopped frolicking and turned their eyes to the runway. They knew that the first moment was coming, because when starting on the runway, it was the most likely place for plane collisions. They just waited to see the "wonderful" scene of the planes colliding on the runway and the ejection seats scattering in all directions.

In the rear, Meng Zheng sat in the cockpit of the "Lion Cub" C.2 combat reconnaissance plane, and he was also a little nervous in his heart, not knowing whether the two divisions and nephews could cope well. The Owari group participated in this competition with a third-generation fighter with a high thrust-to-weight ratio but low speed, which has a fast acceleration and rapid acceleration, but the maximum speed is not high. They must be overtaking Dapeng Tsai at full speed at the beginning and holding down the position. As long as the Dapeng Tsai twin machine cannot accelerate normally, it will not climb to the estimated altitude of 32,000 meters.

But that's not all. If it was just to block, he believed that the skills of the two masters and nephews could cope with it, after all, they were the apprentices of the fifth brother; I'm afraid that the Owari group will make a desperate bet and come up directly to hit hard, which will be troublesome.

Just thinking of this, five sets of red lights on the side of the departure position of the fourth machine lit up at the same time, representing a 5-second countdown to departure. At this time, the planes roared on the field, and the engines devoured the air fiercely, ready to go.

Then all the red lights went out, and then it turned on again one by one, row by row, and second by second. When the fifth set of red lights comes on again, all lights go out, and then all 5 green lights come on at the same time.

When it was too late, it was too late, and at the same time as the green light came on, the four steel horses on the track neighed in unison and jumped forward. The roar of only four planes is comparable to the momentum of opening the floodgates.

Sure enough, as expected, the No. 02 and No. 04 units of the Owari Group were extremely fast after departure, and they overtook Dapeng Tsai on the runway. The J-8F has a low thrust-to-weight ratio and slow acceleration, coupled with heavy fuel and rocket-booster engines, the two White Dragon Slender Waisted Colties are not as light as they look, and the fierceness of the sliding run is almost like a rhinoceros charge.

At this time, Meng Zhu secretly shouted: "Not good! ”

As he expected, the No. 04 unit of the Owari group immediately began to squeeze inward when it overtook half of the body of the No. 01 machine of Dapeng Tsai. I don't know how Dapeng will react, if I let it, I am afraid that I will miss the best position to lift the front wheels, and the plane may rush out of the runway; If you don't let it, the plane will be destroyed and people will die.

At this moment, a hoarse laugh came from the communication headset: "Dirty mercenary, haha, collect the corpse of your companion!" ”

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