The U.S. military is a highly standardized military. For almost anything at the grassroots level, you can find a manual to guide soldiers and even officers on what to do. To outsiders, this seems too rigid and dogmatic, but in fact, the U.S. military performs extremely efficiently.
This is where combat effectiveness comes from.
According to combat regulations, a forward-deployed fighter squadron must complete a certain amount of training and duty tasks every day. This includes various night flight trainings carrying live ammunition. From time to time, a two-plane formation will take off on the runway to ensure that at a certain
There are personnel flying in the airspace.
Zhou Qingfeng could easily obtain the daily fleet flight schedule. He sneaked into the Zafra Air Base in the United Arab Emirates at the right time and waited for the 27th Fighter Squadron stationed here to conduct night flights.
You know, for a fighter jet to fly into the sky, it requires a lot of professional ground staff and equipment maintenance. Not to mention anything else, just the use of air-conditioned trucks, power distribution trucks, fuel trucks, and bomb-mounted trucks requires a variety of professionals.
Skills. Even if Zhou Qingfeng could do all these things, he would still be too busy.
Compared with the complicated ground work, flying a plane into the sky seems simpler.
Quietly heading to the hangar, Zhou Qingfeng could distinguish the tower, air conditioner room, ground handling equipment room and other buildings with clear division of labor as well as the personnel performing their respective duties.
"Victor, what is your plan?" Valena asked on the radio.
The two are currently more than a hundred meters apart, staring at different directions of the airport. 'Dogrou' is running around. It is small and fast. Its mission is to help Zhou Qingfeng find the US military pilot. Where is it?
"The plan is very simple. A prepared fighter jet will be towed to the runway by a ground handling tractor. At this time, the aircraft has been filled with fuel and ammunition and is ready to take off. I only need to go up and replace the pilot.
And your task is to ensure that no one disturbs me when I change pilots. If anyone finds out, you have to stop his further actions. And when I take off, you can run away."
Zhou Qingfeng said it easily, but Valena was still very suspicious. She originally thought that Zhou Qingfeng was coming to the airport to cause sabotage, but she didn't know that he was coming to steal the plane!
"You know how to fly an F-22? This is different from flying a Cessna." Valena knew that Zhou Qingfeng was mysterious and awesome, but she still had deep doubts, "If the Americans knew you were doing this,
They will be furious if this big deal is just to save a little girl who has nothing to do with you."
"You will know later whether I will open it or not. As for what the Americans will think, I don't care." As Zhou Qingfeng spoke, the figure began to move forward. 'Dog Meat' has sent back the message and found a
An airport ground handling vehicle with a pilot in it.
Zhou Qingfeng quietly approached and followed the ground support vehicle. Because when the pilot went to the hangar, it meant that there was a fighter jet in the hangar ready and ready to take off at any time.
The ground support vehicle arrived at the hangar. The US military pilot wearing anti-Dutch uniforms greeted the familiar ground staff. After confirming that all preparations were complete, he climbed into the cabin. Suddenly, a big hand pulled him off.
With a bang, the heavy-bodied pilot fell to the ground. A group of ground crew members quickly came over to help lift him up.
But suddenly a man wearing a black mask flashed in front of everyone, and a short-barreled assault rifle was pointed at everyone, "Don't move, otherwise I will have to kill a few people."
Under the muzzle of the gun, a bunch of ground workers looked pale. Everyone tried to keep calm, but no one expected that such a thing would happen, and their hands and feet were a little stiff for a moment. At this time, Valena hurried over from behind, and she was also de-invisible.
Revealing the iconic skull helmet.
At this moment, a bunch of ground staff exclaimed. Mechanical exoskeletons are well-known in the US military. Everyone knows it. Zhou Qingfeng put down the gun, roughly grabbed the pilot from the ground, took off the pilot's helmet and punched him.
Knock him out.
After taking off his optical camouflage and putting on his anti-German suit and flight helmet, Zhou Qingfeng climbed up the ladder and climbed into the cockpit of the F-22 in the hangar. The three large-sized LCD screens in the cabin were very conspicuous.
The instrumentation seems very simple and..., a bit behind the times.
"After all, this is a gadget that was finalized nearly 20 years ago. It is not even a little bit worse than the F-35's comprehensive avionics." Zhou Qingfeng turned on the power switch of the avionics and checked the landing gear, aircraft oil circuit, engine working status, and radar.
Status and a series of other things.
During this period, the tower direction was still asking on the radio the readiness status of the F-22. Zhou Qingfeng said directly to Valena: "Start radio interference."
The individual electronic warfare system was turned on, which immediately put the entire airport into a state of communication interruption. The entire airport was in a state of panic. Sirens began to sound endlessly, and US soldiers were everywhere on heightened alert.
Zhou Qingfeng was still checking the status of the fighter jets in an orderly manner. When he saw the bombs hanging in the bomb bay, he whistled to the ground crew below and said with a smile: "Two JEDAMs, two AIM-120Cs, two
AIM-9X, are you trying to hit some ground target?"
A group of ground staff looked at each other in confusion, not knowing how to communicate. They looked at the pilot who had been knocked unconscious and dropped to the ground. It was obvious that they had asked the wrong person this question.
"Okay, I know it's useless to ask you. Please take a rest." Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand, and Valena immediately stepped forward and knocked all the ground workers unconscious.
Just when Zhou Qingfeng was about to close the canopy, Valena asked for the last time: "Are you really good at it? You know that even if you drive this F-22 away, the Americans will definitely catch up."
"With the current state of communication interruption at the airport, it can at least buy me ten minutes. Ten minutes is enough for me to fly very far at supersonic speed. Of course, the Americans can track me through the GPS navigation system on the plane. But then again
It’s a different story.”
Watching the canopy fall slowly, Valena could only sigh. She packed away the optical camouflage that Zhou Qingfeng had taken off, then drove the tractor over and hooked up the landing gear, and finally towed the F-22 in front of her.
Exit the hangar.
Zhou Qingfeng was busy in the cockpit. He turned on various equipment on the aircraft, such as adjusting several radio channels to facilitate his communication with Valena.
"Drive left, let's go to the main runway." Zhou Qingfeng said.
After the radio was jammed by Zhou Qingfeng's electronic warfare system, the entire airport was in chaos. What Americans feared most was that they would be attacked by the enemy. When they saw an F-22 being dragged out, some running guards even gave way.
.
At this moment, the people in the tower also looked at the F-22 appearing on the runway as if they were seeing a savior. In their opinion, this was a pilot who was loyal to his duty and realized the seriousness of the situation. He took off very proactively and prepared to fight any attack.
The incoming hostile forces. They even cheered for it!
Valena pulled the F-22 to the end of the runway, got rid of the tractor and quickly avoided it. She looked back at Zhou Qingfeng, who had put on a flight helmet and oxygen mask in the cockpit and gave her a thumbs up, and sighed inwardly.
Said: "This guy really knows how to fly an F-22?"
'Dogmeat' would run over and jump on the tractor driven by Valena, and also bark at his owner. At this moment, after Zhou Qingfeng checked the plane's flaps, he started the throttle and engine, and blue flames came from the tail of the plane.
gush out.
The nose of the aircraft was facing the runway, and the F-22 began to taxi slowly. Push the throttle, accelerate, the turbofan is sucking in air crazily, the F119 engine makes a sharp roar, and the power output gradually increases.
The F-22 on the runway was getting faster and faster, and it was already flying at lightning speed. Zhou Qingfeng in the cabin began to slowly pull the lever, the nose of the aircraft was raised, the wheels lifted off the ground, and the dozens of tons of fighter jets roared into the night sky.
, disappeared without a trace.
A heavy stone fell on Valena's heart while she was still on the ground. She suddenly laughed loudly and said to herself with tears in her laughter: "This bastard, he really knows how to fly a plane!"