Chapter 67: Escape (Part II)

After checking the maintenance project, Desert Island Long Zhijian hastily signed his name on the maintenance project list.

Fortunately, the non-commissioned officer of the ground crew team did not check carefully, probably he was tired of this day-to-day work and just wanted the fighter to take to the air as soon as possible.

According to the regulations, as long as the pilot signs, even if there is an accident, the main responsibility does not lie with the ground crew.

The tractor towed the fighter to the take-off point at the top of the runway, and the tower sent the take-off order. Desert Island Long Zhijian is very lucky, the wingman he pilots only needs to follow the long plane to take off, and does not need to reply to the command of the tower. Thanks to the digital information equipment, there is not even much communication with the pilot.

Locking the engines to the maximum military thrust, the two F-22As took off one after another after taxiing for hundreds of meters.

The runway is long enough not to take off in afterburner.

As the fighter climbed, Desert Island Ryuzhijian glanced down. Dozens of military vehicles pulled out of the U.S. military camp, mostly to scientific research centers, and some stopped at intersections.

It seems that American researchers have found out.

"Jack, we have a new mission. A dangerous person infiltrated the camp, and the tower told us to stand by. Damn, what a bullshit task. ”

Desert Island Ryuzhijian didn't answer, just retracted the throttle and turned the weapon switch to the cannon at the same time.

Because of the friend-or-foe identification system, the desert island dragon warrior cannot attack the long plane with missiles, or even lock the long plane with the fire control system.

"Jack, what are you doing?"

The absence of a fire control system does not mean that it is impossible to shoot down a long aircraft. As long as the distance is close enough, say a hundred meters, the desert island dragon can lock onto the target with the Doomsday Warrior system.

"Jack, did you hear that?"

Desert Island Ryuzhijian tilted the joystick to the left, adjusted the course, and pressed the launch button after aiming at the long plane a hundred meters ahead.

The twenty-millimeter six-barreled Vulcan cannon spewed out tongues of fire.

Before the pilot of the long plane could react, dozens of shells hit the engine and tail, and the fighter plane immediately lost control and fell to the sea with thick smoke in tow.

"Call the tower, I'm being attacked by a wingman......" In a panic, the pilot of the long plane forgot to use the call code.

Desert Island Ryuzhijian glanced at the long plane that fell into the sea, pushed the throttle to the middle position, and the F-22A began to accelerate and flew north.

At a cruising speed of Mach 1.6, it can reach the skies over India in just over an hour.

Ryuzhiken Desert Island didn't think about flying a fighter jet back to Japan, he just wanted to fly to India, then parachute, and then find a way back to Japan.

At this time, the US troops on the ground were already in disarray.

After receiving the report from the pilot of the long plane, the US military officer in the aviation command center immediately reported the situation to Howard. It's just that by the time Howard arrived, the fighter piloted by the desert island dragon had already flown away.

"Why don't you launch anti-aircraft missiles for interception?"

"General, that fighter has our friend or foe identification system, and the air defense radar cannot lock on, even if the anti-aircraft missile is launched, it is useless."

"Immediately dispatch fighters."

"General...... "The US officer was a little aggrieved." Our fighters can't catch up with the F-22A, and even if they do, they may not be able to shoot it down. ”

"For what?"

"Identification of friend or foe."

At this time, Burke rushed over.

"General Howard, why haven't fighter jets been dispatched yet?"

Now, Howard is a little angry. "Professor, I also want to send fighter jets, but our fighters can't lock on to that F-22A."

"For what?"

"Identification of friend or foe."

"Can't you turn off the identification system or foe?"

Howard couldn't answer and left the question to the aviation commander.

"It can be turned off, but it will take half an hour."

"Do it right away."

"No, it's too late. Half an hour delayed, and it was too late to do anything. Burke gritted his teeth and said, "Are there any fighters from other countries nearby?" ”

"......," Howard still couldn't answer.

"We can contact the Indian Air Force."

"Do you think Indian fighters will be able to intercept the F-22A?" Burke glanced at the aviation commander. The main reason is not that India does not have fighters capable of competing with the F-22A, but that India is not a member of the Planetary Defense Council and therefore cannot involve India.

"And Chinese fighter jets."

"China?" Burke's brow jumped a few times.

"The transport plane on which the Chinese commissioner, chief scientific adviser and Doomsday Warrior are flying has reached the skies over the Arabian Sea, and it will be there in two hours."

"They arranged escort fighters?"

The aviation commander nodded and said: "There are two J-20A, and at least one large AWACS aircraft." ”

"Send them the message and ask them to help intercept that F-22A."

"Authorizing an attack?"

"Yes, no matter what, that F-22A must not be allowed to reach the skies over the South Asian subcontinent, it must be shot down over the ocean."

The aviation commander did not immediately give the order, but looked towards Howard.

"Do as the professor wants." Howard knew that there was no choice at this point. The one who piloted that F-22A must have been a desert island dragon warrior. If he is allowed to escape, the consequences are unpredictable.

At this time, Burke was also extremely annoyed.

Believing that fifteen CC of sedatives could paralyze the desert island dragon for twenty-four hours, Burke let his guard down and did not strengthen his guard. When the scientists discovered that the desert island dragon had escaped and taken the Doomsday Warrior system with him, Burke was resting in his office. Although Howard received the news at the same time, immediately ordered a comprehensive manhunt, and put the eight Doomsday Warriors of the Doomsday Force into combat readiness, no one thought that the desert island Dragon Jian could steal a fighter jet, or the best F-22A fighter in the U.S. military. Howard did not order the closure of the airfield at the first place, preventing the fighters from taking off. By the time the long plane was attacked, the pilot sounded the alarm before the sacrifice, and it was too late to take action.

At the speed of the F-22A, even if it is a cruise flight, it will only take an hour and 20 minutes to reach the skies over India.

Both Howard and Burke had already imagined that the desert island dragon would definitely skydive over India. Once he was in India, it would be almost impossible to catch him.

Relying on the Doomsday Warrior system, Desert Island Ryuno Ken is able to get rid of all pursuers.

In addition, in order to subdue him, the Doomsday Force must be dispatched. It is obviously unrealistic for Doomsday forces to launch a large-scale manhunt in India.

It only took two minutes for the aviation commander to send the news to Zhang Xiaogang and the transport plane they were on.

After receiving the news, the captain immediately called Zhang Xiaogang over.

"What?"

"The U.S. side said that an F-22A defected and asked us to help intercept it and use lethal force to shoot it down."

"Can you talk directly to the U.S. side?"

The captain nodded and pointed to the navigator's helmet hanging from the roof of the cockpit.

"Give me a confidential communication line."

"It's now a confidential communication line."

Zhang Xiaogang put on his helmet. "I'm Zhang Xiaogang, the China commissioner, whoever you are, let Howard, or Smith, or Burke talk to me."

After a while, Burke's voice came from the headphones. "Zhang, I'm Professor Burke."

"What the hell is going on?"

"The situation is very critical, you need to immediately send out escort fighters and shoot down the F-22A that is flying to India."

"Fart, don't do this with Lao Tzu. Burke, Lao Tzu is not under your command, if you don't explain the situation clearly, Lao Tzu will not give any orders. ”

"Zhang ......"

"If you're not convinced, let Stark talk to me."

Burke hesitated for a moment before he said, "Desert Island Dragons killed one of our scientists and several guards and stole the fighter. ”

"That little Japan? Burke, did you grow up eating? And Howard. There are so many of you, and eight doomsday warriors, that you can't even look down on an ordinary person? ”

"Zhang, this matter has nothing to do with me." Howard spoke.

"Whose responsibility is that?"

"It's me, I let my guard down, not only let him escape, but also let him steal the Doomsday Warrior system, otherwise he wouldn't have stolen that fighter."

"What, he also stole the Doomsday Warrior system?"

"Zhang, the situation is urgent, we must ......"

"Burke, you wait to explain this matter to the meeting of the chiefs of staff. If anyone is going to be unlucky today, I promise it will be you. ”

"Zhang ......"

Zhang Xiaogang took off his helmet and said to the captain: "Contact Zhan Pengfei and ask him to turn to the airspace of southern India, so that the AWACS aircraft behind can also follow." ”

"This ......"

"Contact them right away, don't be wordy."

The captain didn't ask any more questions, first got in touch with Zhan Pengfei, who was piloting the J-20A fighter on escort mission, and then sent a message to the AWACS plane that was following up about 100 kilometers behind.

At this time, Zhang Xiaogang put on a helmet again.

Zhang ...... Zhang ...... "Burke looked anxious.

"Burke, if I were you, I'd be preparing an incident report now. You can make up stories, but I warn you, I'm a braggart king, and it's better not to make up stories that are too outrageous, otherwise this matter will not be over. When it comes to the meeting of the chiefs of the General Staff, someone will definitely be unlucky. ”

"Zhang ......"

"If you have the heart to talk to me, you might as well think about the story you are going to make up. I've ordered a block, I'll let you know when there's a message, the call is over. ”

Taking off the headphones, Zhang Xiaogang let out a sigh.

What happened, Zhang Xiaogang could think of it with his ass. His stern warning was nothing more than to scare Burke so that he would not dare to reverse black and white. The matter will certainly make its way to the meeting of the chiefs of the general staff, and Burke's report will be the most important piece of evidence. If there is something unfavorable to the Yankees in this report, at least Yang Fanglie can bargain with Stark in private.

The point is, what will be bad for the Yankees in Burke's report.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaogang called Luo Jinyong in.

Because Burke is the chief scientific adviser of the United States and often deals with Luo Jinyong, Luo Jinyong knows more about this American scientist who is quite a city.