Thinking of this, Long Yun breathed a sigh of relief in the cockpit and felt a cold sweat burst out on his forehead. He really wanted to thank the multiple insurance design of the air-to-air missile now.

Isn't that true? If the missile unlocking mechanism did not act when the launch button was pressed just now, the rocket engine ignites the fire, and the r-73e that has been hanging on the wingtip missile launch slide rail will burn the wingtip of the wing, and in severe cases it will cause the body to burn or even explode; therefore, air-to-air missiles will be equipped with a series of multiple insurances, and the ring unlocking is not in place, and the ignition command cannot be conveyed, avoiding such a terrible aerial fireworks situation.

From the temporary base of Sharkater Fort, he has experienced three consecutive battles. Even Long Yun, who is extremely physically strong, is a little overwhelmed. The sharp turn of the side was too intense, and his head is still a little drowsy now.

Since he got rid of the pursuers, there was not much fuel left in the aircraft. Long Yun did not continue to perform the combat mission barely, but flew back all the way low according to the GPS navigation information.

The day after he arrived in the Middle East, he participated in more than a fierce air battle. Long Yun, who returned from the plane, landed the Red 15 su-27skm on the rough runway of the Sharkater Fort base. He climbed off the fighter plane on the boarding ladder, stepped onto the ground with his feet, and took a few deep breaths in the cold noon wind. He felt that he was so tired today.

The battles in the real world seem to be the same as those in the parallel world, but the degree of fatigue is completely different.

Long Yun himself deeply understood this feeling, but he did not immediately think about the reasons. He just stood quietly by the airport runway. He watched the ground crew hang a towing rod on the fighter plane. Then he drove a white pickup truck that looked very unprofessional. He dragged the huge red No. 15 su-27skm into the cover shed.

Seeing the figure wearing oil-stained blue work clothes busy in the shed with minimal conditions, a faint smell of kerosene drifted with the wind, Long Yun unconsciously recalled the fierce battle scene in the sky just now; gently took off his flying gloves, rubbed a pair of hands holding the joystick, and just achieved the first fall since he joined the war, Long Yun, who had truly embarked on a journey of war, has his psychological activities now very complicated.

Although I have experienced the baptism of war and have experienced many battles in the parallel world, it is in another time and space where I don’t know where, and using the identity of “Victor Rezenov” to experience another trajectory of war-in-in other words, it is not my own life after all.

However, today, after experiencing life and death in the vast sky, Long Yun unconsciously felt a little strange and melancholy. There was a huge gap between the peak air combat technology he possessed and the mentality of suddenly facing war.

After the parallel world, I have also embarked on the battlefield in reality. Is this the path I am destined to take?

As a "voluntary pilot", to a certain extent, he is both a participant in the war and a bystander in the war. Looking at the empty airport runway, the evil thoughts in the night of Bangkok emerged again in his mind. Long Yun slowly raised his arms and looked at his big hands. Now he cannot forget his deep fear of that terrible thought, nor can he avoid the strong resentment of witnessing the attack on the village with his own eyes.

At this moment, what sky in the Middle East was the mysterious aircraft he came to fly?

Whether it is to investigate the tragedy of Wutongpo, to complete the secret mission entrusted by the "organization", or to reduce the amount of poisoning of this land burning in the fire of war, or to end the ever-changing crazy behavior of human beings... Can all of these things really reach their destination with just one pair of hands?

"War is a bloody politics", ha, what a ironic saying!

But what is the true nature of politics? Is it an inevitable price to continue human civilization, or is it a Pandora's box full of misunderstandings and prejudice, suspicion and jealousy?

In other words, this is the demon who was released into the world by the so-called "wisdom" of people. Wherever they go, only the most terrifying existence of despair and death are left...

Long Yun, who returned safely, was not happy at all when he attacked for the first time and achieved a fall. His mental state was still a little different from Victor Rezenov in the parallel world: he knew that war was just a means to solve the problem, but he still couldn't calmly embark on this thorny road full of blood and fire.

But it is obvious that after today's battle, not everyone was as worried as him.

After a busy day, Qi Hui, who had been sleeping in the temporary tent for an afternoon at the dinner table that evening, was still sleepy, but his words were obviously excited:

"Captain Long, you said, you saw the Liberal supersonic bomber?

This is a new situation, I guess the Liberals probably smuggled this thing from Libya. - Do you know, why I guess that?"

"Ah, why?"

Sitting at the table, he lowered his head and ate. Long Yun mixed a plate of fried chicken with rice, cucumber, and shredded purple cabbage. He was still immersed in those complicated thoughts and was a little absent-minded in his answer.

"Tu-22, this model has been discontinued. I remember that Libya still has some inventory,"

He didn't care about Long Yun's answer at all, Qi Hui continued to say it on his own, "This is good news, isn't it? I said Captain Long, I also fired a Liberal Party's "H-6" bomber a while ago. I was considering a proposal at that time. Do you think we should mention it? The bonus for taking large planes should be issued more?"

"What,...'Hong-6'?"

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Long Yun blinked at Qi Hui suspiciously, thinking that this guy really made up his mind to make money in the Middle East, and he would bargain for a plane.

If that's the case, this guy with a huge combat power is really suitable for being a mercenary. Can he go to the mysterious Marconon? But once he knows that the price offered by this person is "a reward of one aircraft with a reward of one million", and a 400-fold income gap, this weirdo will not take off the air and attack day and night until the fiaf fighter is cleaned up!

Although there is no discrimination against money itself, Long Yun thinks Qi Hui's idea is funny and boring, and he also doubts the judgment of this person's model: As a Chinese licensed production version of the Soviet tu-16 bomber, the difference between the H-6 and the tu-16 is very small, and he doesn't think that the human eye can distinguish the two in the sky:

"That, it's okay; then how do you want to increase it, and are there any plans?"

"Yes, this plan is actually very simple. There are 5,000 small aircraft, 10,000 medium aircraft, and 20,000 large aircraft, one aircraft, 20,000 yuan. - How is it, it's very reasonable?"

"Ah... you took the initiative to lower the price, right?"

Long Yun felt confused when he heard this, "How can I count the small plane? Is Phantom 2000 counting?"

"Ah, count, count;"

Originally, the speaker was intentional, but the listener was unintentional. Qi Hui suddenly became interested when he heard Long Yun answering the conversation. He picked up the plate and picked up a few bites of rice, then took out a piece of wrinkled paper from his pocket and handed it over, "I made a list and ransom the planes of several air force around him. Captain Long, please check it out, too?"

What, there is a list?

While having dinner, I met Qi Hui, a weird guy, and Long Yun took the paper over and took it over and saw it. Good guy, the title of "weird" is really not a joke. It has been densely packed with old models from several major countries. It is like a pilot's air combat order menu, "Miss g-21pf 5,000, Miss g-23ms/mf/mld 5,000, Miss g-29 full series 10,000, Tu-1620,000..."

"Hey, I said,"

While eating, he was dizzy when he saw it. Long Yun moved the paper away from his eyes and without thinking, he complained a few times:

"I think it's OK - but, in fact, there's no such trouble. Look at the single-engine fighter on your form, all costs 5,000 yuan, and all costs 10,000 yuan. I don't think there's a bomber price increase. Ten thousand yuan is good, so you can even save the table. Anyway, you'll get 5,000 yuan if you explode a chrysanthemum."

"puff--"

Qi Hui, who was drinking water in a silence, heard Long Yun calmly and leisurely eating, and said, "A chrysanthemum is 5,000 yuan." He sprayed his drink all over his body, and then couldn't help but cough, "I, cough--, I said Captain Long, your metaphor is so powerful; Brother Long, you are really a pure man who doesn't explain, it's tough enough..."

In this way, Long Yun, who was so nervous, did not know how to respond, so he thrust the "weirdo" Qi Hui, and even said that he had a little bit of fun to show off his achievements. He only stretched out three fingers when Long Yun asked, and told him humbly that he had crashed two mysterious g-23mf/mld today, plus a yak-130 that emerged from somewhere. The so-called "small plane costs 5,000 yuan" probably refers to a trainer plane like the yak-130.

"...The harvest is OK today. - Brother Long, how many racks have you packed up today?"

"Ah, me,"

Thinking of today's fierce battle in the air, Long Yun pushed away the swept-up plate, pulled a tissue to wipe his mouth, "Only one 'Phantom' fell, and the tu-22 was encountered behind him, and he almost lost his life--"

While talking, a sharp and shrill alarm suddenly sounded; when he heard the terrible movement piercing his eardrum for the first time, Long Yun was stunned for a moment in his seat, and only saw that the tent as the "restaurant" was busy. People who were still eating picked up the plate and swallowed a few bites, then they each got up and ran away quickly.

At first, he thought it was the call of all the members, so Long Yun stood up all of a sudden, but Qi Hui next to him patted his shoulder so that he didn't have to panic:
Chapter completed!