The clouds of war are piling up in the sky.

Although there is no official information, the news of the upcoming contest between the East and the West is already known.

In recent days, friction between the two camps has been mounting on the border between East and West Germany. Since the contact over the Baltic Sea, the 309th Regiment to which Long Yun belongs, although it is in Poland on the second line in depth, has also been in the air to intercept the confrontation and chase of NATO cross-border fighters that have slipped through the net.

The more stormy it is, the harder it is for both sides of the worried confrontation to make up their minds to pull the trigger. Contrary to most people's imagination, NATO and Warsaw Pact fighters shuttling through the skies of Europe, waiting for opportunities to conduct reconnaissance and attacks, did not really exchange fire with each other, except for the frequent air friction; The huge and tight Warsaw Pact air defense system only searched and tracked these intruders, and did not carry out concentrated fire attacks.

This is the strange calm before the war.

Now is not the time to strike first, and no one will risk firing the first shot until the large-scale combat readiness that each other has tacitly acknowledged.

Beneath the apparent calm, the Warsaw Pact's war planes are also operating in an orderly manner.

The 309 regiment, where Long Yun belongs, has received a considerable number of reserve parts for RD-33 engines and other consumable assemblies in the past few days; The missiles stored deep in the underground bunker were successively transported out and unsealed for testing. The fact that these weapons, which have been stored in closed storage conditions for ten years, are beginning to enter the state of secondary combat readiness with an exemption period of only six months reminds everyone in the know that the real big war is just around the corner.

However, although the situation became increasingly tense, Long Yun never received permission to participate in the war preparations. Not only did he not have his share in the occasional lift-off alerts, but he was not even arranged to participate in the routine training regiment.

It is said that the regiment is also kind to make such an arrangement, because it feels that since Rezenov has not fully recovered, it is better not to participate in combat readiness tasks for the time being. As an excellent pilot in the regiment, from the regiment commander to his comrades-in-arms, they all hope that he can completely recover, after all, he may be about to fight, and he always looks like he has amnesia.

In this regard, although Long Yun was dissatisfied, he was helpless.

These days, although there is also some understanding of his identity in this world - Viktor Rezenov, it is not enough to prove that he has regained his memory.

His comrades and leaders were easy to deal with, but a professional like Alena could easily see how much his memory had recovered. The current Long Yunkong has the ability, but he has no chance to touch the plane; Moreover, Rezenov's Red No. 15 MiG was directly towed back to the overhaul plant because it was damaged in the last operation, and the current Longyun does not have an exclusive landline, and there is no talk of a lift-off operation.

Is that what you are waiting for? How can we have a chance to fly back into the blue sky?

Long Yun, who was holding his breath, thought about it for a long time before he came up with an idea that was not appropriate. On this day, when he saw Ivan Kerensky in the restaurant, this person he knew relatively well and knew that he was a good friend of Rezenov, Long Yun went up to say hello.

"Hey, Ivan! How's your ankle going. ”

Sitting next to Ivan, Long Yun patted him on the shoulder. In order to achieve his goal, Long Yun learned from the doctor that Ivan had sprained his ankle before, and of course he wanted to use this rare information.

"Not bad! Hey Victor, do you remember who I am? Give you cabbage. ”

Long Yun, who was a little surprised, just watched Ivan put the cabbage on his plate, could it be that this Victor likes to eat this thing? Seeing Ivan pick up all the carrots on his plate in front of him, Long Yun was sure that he wasn't making fun of him. After taking a bite of the sour bread, Long Yun simply ate it with his comrades-in-arms around him, the taste of marinated meat and stewed cabbage was really good, but it felt strange after chewing it for a long time.

After eating, during the afternoon break, Long Yun stopped Ivan in the corridor.

Calling Ivan around the corner of the hallway, Long Yun tried to talk to him, asking him to give him his place on the next sortie. After saying good things for a long time, Ivan still shook his head again and again.

"Victor, are you crazy?" Seeing that there was no one left and right, Ivan questioned in a low but stern tone.

"What are the consequences of disobeying orders, don't you know? In that case, not only will you be finished, but I will also be unlucky. ”

"Hey, Ivanovich, listen to me." After these many days, Long Yun is already quite familiar with the person in front of him, and he also knows that this Ivan is his identity here before - Viktor Rezenov's best friend, and the relationship between the two can be said to be quite good.

"Have you forgotten Komarov?"

Hearing Long Yun's words, Ivan's eyes blinked, and he pursed his lips without making a sound.

How can you forget jì? What a cheerful and lively young man he was when he attacked with Victor but died in an unknown comrade-in-arms. did not die on the battlefield to defend the country, but died in such an incident, everyone is very sad to mention it. Seeing Ivan's deep feelings, Long Yun continued his persuasion work.

"What a good comrade-in-arms, did you die in vain like this? And I, Victor, almost flew back with my life. Now these people are running around to stir up trouble twice in three days, and I don't go to heaven to teach them a lesson, I am really unwilling! ”

"However, there is discipline in the regiment ......"

"I know that. I'm back now, Ivan, you know my skills, don't you? I won't bother you, so I'll tell you about my simple plan. ”

……

The next day, when he was walking around the camp because he was too idle, Long Yun heard a terrible siren. He knew his chance had come.

Quickly came to the combat preparation room leading to the hangar, and sure enough, another combat readiness pilot on duty had already left, and Ivan, who was slow to swallow, saw Long Yun coming in, so he casually closed the door. Handing Long Yun the equipment and helmet needed for the battle, seeing that he was ready to set off, Ivan asked his question a little worriedly.

"Victor, are you really going to punch me?"

"Of course. - I've got it! ”

Before Ivan came back to his senses, Long Yun gave his chin a firm sudden.

Seeing the unconscious Ivan slumped on the chair, Long Yun immediately left the room and trotted all the way into the hangar where the combat readiness duty plane was located. As he expected, the pilots and ground staff in the hangar were so busy that no one cared about his presence.

Of course, everyone knows Ivan, but who is on duty today? Not everyone knows.

Long Yun, who was ready, said hello to the ground crew, sat in the red No. 23 MiG, which had been prepared, and followed the towing of the tractor to the empty runway.

Taking a deep breath, Long Yun could feel his powerful heartbeat.

In this world that he has traveled to in his dreams, he is about to begin his first ascension into combat.