split sky ride

Chapter 25 - Return the Gun
Not only Chekov, but everyone at the 911 Air Base recognizes this handheld dual-mode signal flare.

Both pilots and ground personnel may use it, and it is a necessity for life preservation.

Once a distress signal is found, the Z-911 gunships at the 9 Air Base will attack fully armed and then perform search and rescue procedures.

If the rescuer is alive and is being attacked, then option A, rockets first wash the ground, the airborne machine gun wipes out the fish that slipped through the net, the security team descends with armed cables to clear the scene, and the helicopter lands to rescue the rescuer.

If the person calling for help is dead, then option B, the rocket first washes the ground, the airborne machine gun fills the gap, dumps all the ammunition carried, and calls the attack aircraft at the same time, the rocket adds heavy aerial bombs and then washes the ground until all ground enemies are eliminated target, to avenge the rescuer.

It's not too late for a bullshit gentleman to take revenge. There is no such thing. A gentleman repays kindness with kindness, and revenge with straightness. If there is a grudge, he will avenge it on the spot. Even if he has eighteen legs, it is impossible to escape the air attack. For enemies that cannot be dealt with by one attack aircraft, then two, if two are not enough, then four. There is no ground weaponry that a combat flight squadron cannot solve.

"You take this, and return it to me when you come back!"

Perhaps because Chen Fei felt that the weapon Chen Fei was carrying was too thin, Chekov directly stuffed his own gun over and gave him another magazine.

It was an antique AK-47, the original product from the pre-Su era. It came from the most authentic more than 200-year-old factory, the Izhefusko Arsenal. The serial number stamp is still clearly visible, and it is definitely not in the hands of the nearby mountain people. Those no-name local goods that can be seen everywhere.

Such a valuable cultural relic-grade old gun has a price and no market, and it is a waste of money to use it for hunting directly.

The 7.62 mm caliber bullet fell on the prey, and the smallest blood hole was as big as the mouth of a bowl. If it were a small prey like pheasant, there might be a pile of shapeless minced meat and feathers left on the spot.

Thick-skinned and thick-skinned things like wild boars are usually killed by one shot.

Any kind of terrestrial creature that can't be knocked down by one shot in the middle, then two shots.

"It's really unnecessary!"

Chen Fei looked distressed, he had no shortage of guns.

A long gun is already heavy enough, adding another, and the previous pistol, people who don't know will think that he is planning to find someone to seek revenge!
Or you can't think about it, and go off-road with heavy loads in this barren mountain.

"If you don't accept it, you won't give Chekov face to me!"

Chekov began to roll up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and made a rattling noise.

There is a lot of posture that if you don't give me face, I won't give you good fruit.

The big bear is so unreasonable, and others follow him.

"Bring another heavy machine gun and keep those bandits away from you."

"Do you want an anti-personnel directional mine? A sharp weapon for clearing the field!"

"The grenade launcher is more convenient, and it can be fired quickly."

Birds of a feather flock together, and the guys who go hunting with Chekhov and don't return for a few days are a bunch of bored ghosts who have nothing to do.

Think about it, anti-infantry directional landmines are placed near the rabbit's nest, and even if the rabbits have a few holes, those bastard rabbits will be detonated by remote control as soon as they show their heads.

After the bang, not even a single rabbit hair will remain.

You call this hunting?

Hello, 911?A massacre has just happened here. The rabbit family has ten generations under the same roof, with more than three hundred members...

As for heavy machine guns and grenade launchers, not to mention those bandits, even the locals would be scared to the ground when they saw them.

Faced with such enthusiasm, Chen Fei waved his hands cowardly. If he carried a few guns and anti-infantry directional mines on his back, he might not be mistaken for revenge, but would be used as a weapon dealer.

But his original intention was only to visit a fellow villager, and he never thought of setting up a small stall to sell guns and ammunition!

After a good talk, he declined other people's kindness, but Chen Fei couldn't refuse the AK-47 and magazines that the big bear forced over, which was equivalent to an extra ten catties of invalid load.

This gun has a history of nearly 100 years. The birch stock that has been treated with anti-corrosion but still slightly black is covered with starch, like a layer of varnish. It can not only fire, but also fire smoothly.

If those bandits saw it, it would be more lucrative to snatch guns than money.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

The big bear with a figure like a big bear patted Chen Feizhi, who was like a small bean sprout in front of him, and said: "There is more! The 'Zhenxiang' squadron is looking for pilots recently, and internal staff are given priority. I have signed up for you! "

His partner, Bassong, code-named "Lemongrass", was unlucky. When the gold-type dragon attacked, he died before he could take off. After all, he needed a jet fighter wingman and turboprop attack fire control hand.

It's better to be familiar with the raw than the familiar. Chekov set his sights on the lucky little friend Chen Fei, and exploded the Slaughter Dragon with his hands.

"Ah?! Hey, hey, I don't want to sign up! Don't look for me!"

Chen Fei was in a mess in a gust of wind. Since he had learned from the past, he almost lost his life the first time, so how could he have the guts to go on the turboprop for the second time.

Now that he saw the cockpit, he felt guilty.

Wouldn't it be nice to be a fluffy pilot and a happy mechanic?

"It's such a happy deal, rookie!"

Turning a deaf ear to Chen Fei's protest, the big bear greeted himself, and a group of cronies and friends carried their prey into the 911 air base, crying and howling.

Isn't the combat flight squadron good at the 911 air base?

Really fragrant!

"Chekov, you bastard!"

Facing the backs of the group of people, Chen Fei was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his middle finger.

The squadron leader of the flying squadron had sharp ears and seemed to hear it from afar. He raised his hand high and made a V sign.
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Turning anger into footsteps, pedaling all the way, the three-and-a-half-hour walking distance finally took only two and a half hours.

Near noon, Chen Fei saw the yard made of stones and cement from a distance, and the sound of reading aloud came with the wind, which sounded very pleasant.

He didn't intend to go in and disturb him at this time, he was going to stand at the door for a while, waiting for get out of class to end.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I approached, a dog suddenly jumped out of the yard, barking through the fence door, and kept making pounce movements.

Chen Fei was taken aback. The last time he came here, he didn't find that there were dogs in the yard.

Hearing the barking of the dog in the yard, the sound of reading stopped, and then sounded again.

The door of a house was pushed open, and a young girl poked her head out to look around.

"Who?"

"Mr. Shen, it's me, Chen Fei!"

Chen Fei responded quickly.

Being stared at by the big yellow dog in the fence, his heart was trembling, afraid that this thing would rush out and bite.

"Huh? Chen Fei, why are you here?"

Shen Fei, a fellow villager who was in class, was a little surprised.

There are no civilian mobile communication base stations near the school, and there is no signal for mobile phones here. Daily communication depends on manpower sending messages or carrying notes, or yelling at each other across the mountain stream. It is no wonder that Chen Fei came without warning. He really has no choice Notify Shen Fei in advance.

"I'll return the gun and bring you something along the way."

Chen Fei quickly took down the Type 95 automatic rifle behind him.

The little mahogany fish on the muzzle sight of the gun was still hanging there. On the way back and forth, not to mention the rumored bandits, I didn't even see a rabbit, so naturally it was useless.

"I'm not in a hurry to use it, it doesn't matter if I leave it with you for a while, just come here, what else do you bring!" Shen Fei took three steps in parallel, kicked the guard behind the fence door and kept screaming The big yellow dog scolded.

"Ah Hu, stop barking and go aside."

"Woo!~~~"

The big yellow dog whimpered, stopped barking, and ran away obediently with its tail between its legs.

"Didn't it scare you!"

Shen Fei opened the door for Chen Fei and let him in.

"It's okay, it's just a little accident, hey, there is a dog here."

Chen Fei shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the gate beside the fence, what the hell!
Next to the corner of the wall, a lean black dog with drooping ears was staring at him with piercing eyes, without saying a word.

The dog's eyes were a bit strange, as if it was aiming at his Xiasan road, its eggs shrunk and its hairs stood on end involuntarily.

Those who bite don't bark, those who bark don't bite, who would have thought that there is actually a dog in this yard, and it is laying an ambush, if someone breaks in with malicious intentions, they are afraid that they will be caught off guard by this big black dog.
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(End of this chapter)