Long Yun, who completed the expulsion mission, led the wingman back to the base.

Along the way, Suvorov chattered on the radio, saying that they would definitely not be able to eat and walk around when they returned, and then boasting that Longyun's technology was at the top and that he could actually smash enemy planes away with missiles. Probably because he was deeply stimulated by seeing a scene that was rare in his life, Long Yun really couldn't pay much attention to him.

Landing the MiG-29 steadily on the runway, Long Yun found that there was nothing abnormal about the atmosphere at the airport, and he breathed a sigh of relief for the time being. However, after climbing off the plane, he was immediately taken to the regimental headquarters, where the regiment commander and a group of people scolded him.

"Victor, how can you do this! If you attack without permission, you will go to a court-martial! ”

"Ivan said he put you in the hangar, I don't think that's possible, right? Is he trying to shield you, are you all crazy? ”

"- If the PVO does not receive an urgent report from us, you will be shot down by the S-300, and the consequences will be severe!"

"Oh, actually, Victor won't defect, that's clear to the regiment. But ignoring discipline is a no-no! ”

"Anyway, the Germans were driven away. - Looks like you're still firing without permission? ”

Surrounded by chaotic sounds, Long Yun could hardly tell the difference, he simply stood there honestly and let everyone talk. Suvorov on the other side was a little unbearable, although Viktor attacked without permission, but how to say, he did a really beautiful job. When the regiment commander and the political commissar finally remembered to ask him, he said it in one go.

"I found out only after takeoff, and the long plane turned into Victor. In Area 72 we encountered two West German F-4s, but we succeeded in carrying out the expulsion. By the time the PVO planes came, they had already run away. ”

"Oh, so you're done. Was a warning shot made? The intelligence report above sù us, there are sighting reports in Area 072 saying that there is an explosion in the sky. Did you damage the enemy plane? ”

"No, we didn't fire! Victor: He's a genius. No, it should be said that he was a god-like fellow, he smashed the German plane away! ”

"What do you mean, smashed away? You collided with enemy planes? ”

But it was useless to say, after seeing the record of the head-up display of the MiG-29 piloted by Suvorov, everyone present laughed.

In the video, the F-4, which was flying well, was suddenly hit by a white missile falling from the sky, and the missile bounced off a bit, then hit the wing and then fell. The smashed F-4 began to writhe and struggle like a drunken orangutan, but the hapless boy's efforts apparently had no effect, and the enemy plane with the white smoke then disappeared from the plan, not knowing where it had been.

"Victor! You're so good, how did you do it? ”

"He's a real genius. You can figure it out! ”

"I didn't expect our MiGs to really be able to do the work of 'bombing', and they also bombed planes! Haha! ”

"It would have been better if I had thrown a few 'Molotovs' down, this battle was enjoyable, good! Good! ”

Long Yun shrugged, he really realized what was the situation with Joseph Stalin's famous quote.

"The victor is not condemned."

Isn't it?

The haze in the real world before can be said to have been swept away.

Just the next morning, when he came to the regiment headquarters to receive the notice, Long Yun found that he was indeed too anxious yesterday.

The head of the regiment, Andropov, was not there, but his adjutant told Long Yun that the regiment had received a call early this morning that the Red 15th MiG, which had been sent to the overhaul plant, was not in good condition, so it was not repaired but left directly at the plant as a spare parts supply machine.

"So- don't I have a plane?"

"Don't worry, Captain Rezenov. Now the situation is tense, and the regiment will not leave the pilots without fighters available. So the head of the regiment asked me to think of a way to dial the red No. 13 machine in the back warehouse to you first. ”

Red Thirteen?

"It's the Romanov one! Victor, how did you forget about this. ”

On the way to the hangar, Long Yun was a little puzzled, he remembered that the Soviet Air Force's front-line aviation regiment had a large number of reserve planes to use, but those sealed fighters should be stored in the secret base in the rear at this time. Besides, the MiG-29 is too late to work overtime to produce now, where will there be idle inventory?

Coming to the hangar, Long Yun saw the idle red No. 13 machine.

Squatting down to take a look at the obvious touch-up marks on the lower edge of the twisted air intake, as well as the residual bump damage on the nose, Long Yun immediately understood what had happened to the plane.

"Uh-huh, that's right. Romanov that idiot! Last month, he forgot to put the landing gear and made a friction landing - he was in a daze all day! This stabbed the big basket. The plane was really fatal, and it actually ran away and rushed into the blocking belt next to it, otherwise it would be scrapped. ”

Belly landing? Long Yun was a little apprehensive, so can this plane still fly?

But fortunately, after going around the plane, Long Yun didn't find any perceptible damage to the overall structure of the fighter. The design of the MiG-29, like the Su-27, that the engine compartment is hoisted under the fuselage is very conducive to surviving such a small probability event as a belly crash landing, which is probably something that those scholars at the Central Institute of Fluid Power could not have imagined.

"Well, it wasn't sent back to the rear for repair?"

"It hasn't been, it's evidence of a crash landing; Now when the regiment needs people, this Romanov is squatting in the shift room, we want to prove that this plane can still fly, and not let him waste time in a military prison. ”

Oh, I see.

Who let their Red Fifteen have been retained in the repair shop? Even if it's a little bumpy, the plane in front of you can at least work normally.

Seeing that Long Yun agreed, the adjutant beckoned the members of the ground support machinery and electrical team to tow the plane to the maintenance hangar, replace the accessory box assembly for the damaged engine, and then test whether the control system and radar could work normally. Unlike NATO's delicate and delicate fighters, the simple and solid MiGs are as easy to serve as Lada sedans, and Long Yun is not too worried.

Red Thirteen, huh?

The adjutant on the side saw Long Yun looking at the number next to the cockpit in the nose of the plane, and thought that he was worried.

"Uh, Victor, you're okay with that number, right? Although this guy made a forced landing before, it has nothing to do with numbers. Oh? ”

"Oh, no problem. Number 13 happens to be an atheist. ”

Knowing the adjutant's concern, Long Yun turned his head and smiled.

What about the Thirteenth? Those inexplicable things, he won't take it seriously. In fact, Long Yun was planning to spray the damage results of the hapless F-4F on the cockpit of the MiG; How to say that this is also its own plane for the time being, and it is not bad to have an extra hollow pentagram. After all, it's your first result!

With his new car, Long Yun is quite happy. However, he had stayed in the past world for long enough and had a happy attack experience, and Long Yun packed up his mood and prepared to return to reality.

It's not a way to always wander in dreams!

After all, we still have to face reality.