Xindi raised her hands to remove the partial bangs hanging in front of her forehead, and at this moment she just wanted to slowly appreciate the majestic posture of this 15-ton J-10BM quasi-stealth fighter.

During the three and a half years she worked at the "Aisanberg Brothers" armament shop, she handled many kinds of bullets, different bullets fired by different guns, and wounds of different sizes and styles on people.

Among the lethal weapons she sold, the most impressive one was a 1,500-ton "Romeo"-class submarine, although when she saw it, she really didn't think it would be her "Romeo"; In addition, there are also "beautiful men in the air" type two-Mach class fighter planes and "handsome boy" type military transport planes, which have greatly disappointed her.

And the fighter in front of her was the most beautiful killing weapon she had ever seen.

In the past, in the store, many mercenaries once asked if they could get a fighter like the J-10BM, and Xindi could only shake her head helplessly, telling the other party that everyone knew the fact that reselling the active equipment of the government army was a very dangerous and illegal act.

Xindi also asked these buyers a question, which has been buried in her heart for a long time, that is, even if you get a J-10BM, what is the use? Although it is a good fighter, it is too conspicuous for mercenaries to illegally fly it on missions in broad daylight.

But the answer was the same every time. Mercenaries, or their employers, who wish to buy such fighters, simply want to collect them, even if they take such a big risk.

Now, when she faced the cloud-swallowing steel-winged beast with the shark's head and crocodile's kiss and dragon's spine body, Xindi understood why so many people wanted to own this fighter so much, and she also felt the urge to take it into her arms at the moment.

However, in the small bag on the side of her armpit and chest, the constantly vibrating phone made it impossible for her to calm down. Hindy reached for her phone and turned it off - it was common sense that you couldn't make a phone call at a gas station, let alone a fighter jet station.

Meng Zheng came to the nose of this fighter plane, and put on the matching compensatory pants, flare gun belt, and a new type of helmet that Tang Yujian took from the "Thunder" car, which was equipped with a combined optical display system with aiming and night vision functions. Put on a helmet, Meng Zheng and Tang Yujian saluted each other, and then climbed along the orange steel structure boarding ladder to the cockpit position more than two meters high in three or two clicks.

He glanced inside the cockpit, which found only a large monolithic multifunction display up to 50 centimeters wide, into which the traditional instrument cluster, head-up display, and three-piece standard 14-centimeter multifunction display were integrated.

Meng Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "Huh! Compared with those old antiques from wartime, it's really much more sci-fi. ”

"Sit in, it's even better!" Tang Yujian held on to the ladder below, looking up at Meng Zheng.

As the palm touched the open canopy, the struck with a hint of dewy dampness and coldness, and the plane may have crossed a rain cloud on the way. He looked behind him again, and the engine was still roaring in the power section of the rear fuselage, steaming the dew all over the surface into curling smoke. It seemed that the beast was desperate to break into the sky again.

Meng struck and jumped into the cockpit and slid into the ejection seat. Scanning around, the crowd next to him was all watching him, as if watching the general step onto his horse. He saw the Afu trio standing on top of a two-story low building in the distance, waving to him as they jumped.

At this moment, Meng Zhu himself was also excited, this beautiful and advanced cockpit had a unique charm that made his eyes light up and his energy was high.

The J-10BM under the crotch and the basic J-10A driven by the attack during the war can be said to be very different. However, what makes him feel that the biggest difference is that the J-10A is a fierce horse that is difficult to tame; The J-10BM is like an empathetic girl, holding you deep in her arms and listening to your wishes. In the face of this new war horse, Meng Yan did not feel the slightest strangeness, and it did not repel it.

He pulled the belt of the ejection seat in front of him and fastened it, taking a deep breath to clear his mind.

Tang Yujian also climbed the boarding ladder and leaned on the boarding ladder to see if there was anything he needed help with. However, as soon as he looked at the face of the attack, he knew that this fighter and this fighter had accepted each other in an instant, and man and machine were one.

With his left hand, he instantly unplugged all the circuit breakers through the guò quick-start panel, then turned off the unwanted switches as if he were playing a piece of music with one hand. The on-board power supply began to drive the aircraft's various electronic devices, and there was a humming murmur from the cockpit. The red light on the cabin main alarm panel flashed for a moment to complete the start, and then quietly went out.

At this time, the fighter's navigation lights also came back on, red on the left and green on the right, white on the tail, shining with a jewel-like glow. At the same time, the anti-collision lights on the vertical rear wing also began to crackle and flicker.

Sweep your eyes and complete the voltage, oil level and other checks in turn to confirm that no alarm lights are on. Then he gave a thumbs up to Tang Yujian next to him: a qiē is normal, ready.

"How long is it until the sortie?" Meng Zhu asked suddenly.

Tang Yujian raised his hand and looked at his watch: "160 minutes." ”

Meng Zhu nodded: "Okay, then I'll have to try this guy first." Let me go up and fly for 5 minutes, and I'll decide when I come down. ”

"No problem, I'll check and guide you!" Tang Yujian straightened his body and looked directly in front of the nose to confirm the surrounding situation. Then he went down the ladder in three or two steps, and removed the ladder for the attack.

The canopy closed, and the engine roared loudly, disturbing the night sky, and the crowd around them was startled by the roar.

Meng Zheng sat in the cockpit of the plane, and the life support system such as the oxygen mask connected the fighter and the fighter together, breathing together and beating together; The warrior's gaze is shot from the front windshield of the fighter plane through the helmet sights; The power flows through the muscles of the warrior to the various aerodynamic rudder surfaces of the fighter's power. At this moment, a fighter is no longer a fighter, and a fighter is not a fighter.

The flying rider was silent, this was the charge before the explosion.

At this time, Tang Yujian ran to the front of the dragon's flying horse and personally checked the status of it.

As the air was pressed out, there was a crisp crack, and the flying rider deflected the canard front wings on both sides of its nose downward, like a coiling dragon absorbing water; Then the right flap aileron hems and retracts in turn, the left flap aileron hems and retracts, and then staggers up and down, and the rudder follows the left and right deflections, the process is like a dragon swimming in the swamp.

After all the rudder surface activities, Tang Yujian raised his arm and picked out his thumb, indicating that the aircraft had no leakage, the rudder surface was working normally, and it could take off.

At this time, the gliding lights of the J-10BM nose landing gear lit up, and the dazzling light burned the surroundings white and bright at night like a flame orb under the dragon's kiss. The struck maneuvered the aircraft out of the parking area and taxied onto the contact road. The fuselage of the plane shook, and then, with the screeching of the engines, it turned steadily, causing a storm to roll on the ground, and then headed towards the end of the runway.

Even in the low-thrust state when taxiing on the ground, the powerful engine swept back like this, and still blew the nearby crowd away, and fell evenly into a fan, followed by sighs and scolding.

Xindi had long been impressed by this breathtaking momentum, and then saw the neat fan-shaped people on the ground scolding her mother in unison, and suddenly giggled. Her special smile is different from the 16 professional smiles that are commonly used by the practice, and it is the only smile that makes her look a little cute and natural. But this made Xindi feel a little unnatural, and she raised her hand to cover Dan's lips.

But after a while, Xindi realized that Meng Yan had already driven the plane away, so she raised her little chin again, and looked into the distance through the crowd, and the fighter plane was gone. That's when she felt that she was a little weird today.

Xindi stepped out of the crowd, opened the pouch on her chest again, swiped her fingers to unlock her phone, and then dialed back the number she had just called. Estimating that the line was open, she gently flicked her short hair on the side, raised the mobile phone to her ear, and said, "Store Manager Zhang, what is the matter with me?" ”

On the other side of the phone was a middle-aged man's voice, with a slightly sharp tone: "Why didn't you answer the phone just now?" ”

"I'm working!" Xindi rolled her eyes, "Store Manager Zhang, I'm completing the temporary task you gave me. ”

"Hindy, can you please stop calling me that. Anyway, I'm your ex-husband too. ”

"Work is work." Xindi replied angrily, "If nothing else, I'm going to hang up." ”

"Wait! Well, since you say that, let me ask you, that mercenary surnamed Meng, his insurance is your insurance. You can be honest! ”

"Of course I did it, what's the problem?"

"I knew it! How can a stinky mercenary be so familiar with the insurance process. The angry words of the man on the other side of the phone were wrapped in spittle, "Who is he?" Why are you doing this? Do you know how much it will cost us! ”

"Losses? I sue you, Store Manager Zhang, if I don't do that, the store will suffer a huge loss. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? This matter was asked to be done by the government army, so we just had to do it. As long as we don't offend them, business can go on......"

"Alright, don't say it." Xindi interrupted the other party's words, "Store Manager Zhang, your short-sightedness has made me unbearable for a minute. You can't even understand something so simple. Once the government forces take the castle tower, whether our store can be opened or not depends only on whether it is still valuable to them! It's not about whether or not you've offended them. Now this mercenary thing is a great opportunity to show our store's ability to do things! Otherwise, we'll be shuffled a day later! ”

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with you, Hindy. ”

"Hell! How can you just pray for stability and the status quo all day long? After all these years, why don't you still understand......"

"I understand! I don't understand. If you rob it, you will lose the rules, right? When did you become like this, and who did you learn this from? Cynthia? ”

"Fuck you, bastard!" Hinty hatefully pressed the touch screen and hung up the phone. She really wished she was using a flip phone, so that she could smash the phone with a hateful click, and that would be enjoyable!

At this moment, Hindy heard cheers and applause in the distance, coming down the crowd like waves. She stretched her eyebrows again, and ran a few steps ahead to look ahead.

At this moment, the J-10BM fighter that had been hit had already stopped at the end of the runway.

He sat in the cockpit and listened to the roar of the engine behind him, and the oil pressure, speed, and temperature were all within the normal range. Then check again that the canopy is closed and locked; The navigation interface of the multifunction display and the spare magnetic compass are properly aligned; There is no red light on the alarm panel; The fuel gauge reading is normal.

On the edge of the runway under the cockpit canopy, Tang Yujian's "Thunder Dragon" off-road vehicle completed the gliding guidance and stopped next to it.

Meng Zheng raised his arms in the cockpit, touched the helmet with his five fingers, and saluted Tang Yujian next to the car. Tang Yujian returned the salute.

Everyone was watching the striking, and he certainly wouldn't let everyone down.

Stretch out your left hand and use your index finger to set the flap button to keep it in the correct take-off deflection position. Then pull the joystick in front of you to allow the canard to be fully cocked upward, a proud gesture that represents an imminent full-thrust afterburner takeoff.

As the throttle stick was pushed forward, the engine began to roar wildly. Hold down the throttle and wait ten seconds for the engine to stabilize.

It was at this moment that Meng Struck began to feel the whole world moving slowly outside the cockpit. He quickly understood what was going on, because the 117SFN engine, which had been improved and added, was so powerful that it could not brake the aircraft even if the brakes were not released. Now the main wheels of the plane, which are braking, slip under the tremendous thrust of the engine. If you don't deal with it decisively, the plane may roll into the lawn next to the runway.

However, this situation is pediatric for Mengzhu, he still calmly pushed the steering stick back to the central neutral position, clamped the throttle spring with his left hand and released, and at the same time stuck the throttle knob and pushed forward to the afterburner position.

In an instant, a huge and bright cone-shaped flame erupted from the howling engine vent, instantly generating 15 tons of thrust, sending the fighter jet out like an arrow from a string.

The force of acceleration immediately pressed Meng to death in the ejection seat, and the helmet sank deep into the hard cushion of the seat. He saw that the three white lines on the runway in front of him were getting blurred and gradually blending together......

At this moment, all the people at the airport were stunned and did not dare to take a breath.

On the edge of the runway, Tang Yujian's expression suddenly froze, he saw that there was something wrong with the posture of the plane, and shouted violently: "It's not good!" ”

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